Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

Xipa fell into Jiang Han's hands lightly, and the person sitting on the edge of the bed slowly opened his eyes because of this movement. At that moment, it seemed as if the boundless wind and moon of the world fell into her eyes, swaying gracefully, Flowing light.

Gao Cuilan's eyebrows are lowered, her black eyebrows are like distant green hills, curved like the moon in the sky, her eyelashes are pitch black, and the expression in her eyes is hidden by her drooping eyes.

And the catkin placed in front of her became even whiter and jade-like against the backdrop of the red wedding dress.The ten fingers are tightly clenched, a little nervous

Jiang Han put Xipa aside and called softly: "Cuilan"

Gao Cuilan's complexion was reserved, and she was carved in pink and jade, and she also responded softly.

The next thing is to drink the wine, because both of them were a little nervous, they drank each other's wine, almost spilling the wine in the glass.This made Gao Cuilan couldn't help laughing.

"Lady" Jiang Han put down the delicate and small wine glass and slowed down his breathing. At this moment, he felt that none of the wine drunk at the banquet seemed as intoxicating as the small glass of wine just now. Just for a short while, he felt that the drunkenness It's already on the top, making him feel like he's in the clouds, fluttering without a trace.

"Msister Xianggong." Gao Cuilan also called out, Jiang Han moved closer, and both of them couldn't help laughing.

The red candle burns until dawn.

Candle tears slowly drooped and condensed into lumps.The gauze curtain beside Xi's bed has already fallen.

Suddenly stretched out a jade-like hand to tightly grasp the curtain, and then let go.

The black silk is entangled.

Jiang Han suddenly felt a lot more fulfilled in his heart.

Life is a long road, and there is someone who can walk hand in hand.

At this moment, he finally had a sense of belonging in this world.

After being newly married for several months, the two stayed together peacefully.

Time flies like a white horse, and they have been married for several years.

The relationship between Jiang Han and Gao Cuilan is still very sweet, like a newlyweds, which makes people envious.

Jiang Han's reputation in Yiwuli has already spread. He has the cultivation base of the fourth stage of the Golden Immortal at a young age, and he has received hundreds of tasks in the Tingfeng Bureau.

Everyone is very envious of him, his cultivation level is high, his appearance is dignified, his wife is warm, fragrant and nephrite, these days are really good.Regarding this, Jiang Han can only laugh it off, and still do what he should do.

On this day, Jiang Han and Gao Cuilan went out to play in the street. Gao Cuilan, who has become a woman, combed her hair up in a bun, but compared with the girl in the boudoir, she has a bit more mature charm, but her temper is still like a cardamom age. Jiang Han likes it tightly. , beloved.

The streets were still bustling with crowds.They bought some gadgets from the stalls along the street. Now that winter is over and it is early spring, the air is still slightly chilly.

They wandered together and arrived at the study hall without knowing it, and the sound of children reading aloud came.They simply had nothing to do, they were just out to play, so Jiang Han and Gao Cuilan rested in front of the school and listened to the teacher's lecture.

"Plucking the weeds and picking the weeds, the weaves are also soft and stopped. When the day returns, the heart also stops worrying.

Picking Wei Wei, Wei Yirou Zhi.Said return said return, and the heart also stopped worrying. "

A female teacher came to teach from the school. Every morning, there would be a bright and tender sound of reading from the school. First, the soft female voice led the reading, and then the crisp voices of the schoolchildren, with a long tail. Scattered into the breeze of early spring, and went around in a circle.

The sound of reading stopped, but the schoolchildren couldn't stop laughing.The female gentleman continued to read calmly, and couldn't help laughing at the end.

The schoolchildren said in unison: "Mr. Duan, your name is 'Caiwei'!"

The female gentleman pursed her lips and smiled gently.

A schoolboy raised his hand: "Sir, what do these lines of poetry mean?"

Duan Caiwei reprimanded lightly, but there was no trace of feeling uncomfortable, "Didn't you already say it yesterday? Why didn't you listen carefully?" She patiently explained: "These lines mean that Wei Cai After picking and picking, the tender new shoots are just sprouting.

I have said many times that I want to go home, and I feel sad and worried about my family.The main theme of the whole poem is the sad thoughts of homeland. Soldiers are out fighting and cannot go home for a long time, missing life and family members at home.Do you understand? "

The schoolboy shook his head: "Sir, I got it!"

The female teacher continued to lead the reading, and suddenly a little girl tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said in a weak voice, "Sir, is my father not coming back? He told me that there were many wars outside, and he also went to fight. Mother Waiting at home is so hard, I miss him very much.”

Hearing this, Jiang Han and Gao Cuilan looked over, and the female gentleman stared at the girl in a daze. After a long time, she smiled softly.

He touched the girl's head comfortingly, "How could it be? Your father must miss you very much, and he will definitely come back to see you when he finishes his work."

The girl blinked to hide the tears in her eyes, and nodded heavily towards Duan Caiwei.

Suddenly, a call came from the door.

The female gentleman turned her head, and Jiang Han also looked over. It was the servant of Yiwuli. He stood there, as if he had something to say.The lady nodded to the schoolchildren, smiled apologetically, and walked towards the servants.

The students were still young, and as soon as the teacher left, the children began to twitter and quarrel.Seeing that Gao Cuilan was there, the female gentleman looked at him for help.Gao Cuilan is already acquainted with the female teacher, and she also goes to the school to teach the children when she is free.

Seeing this, Gao Cuilan smiled slightly, "I'll come, you go and see what's going on, don't worry." The female gentleman also smiled gratefully, and nodded to Jiang Han when passing by.

Jiang Han smiled back, and set his eyes on Gao Cuilan, seeing her gentle and gentle appearance, patient and soft.

"Mr. Teacher, it's really hard work for you!" The government servant patted her on the shoulder, "Now that you come back from the capital, I will ask you to be their teacher. The main reason is that there is no time for the teacher! Many gentlemen are going to the city There is a better school, there is really no one here, you can teach here, it really helps a lot."

The female gentleman shook her head, "It's not hard, I like this group of children. I am also very happy to be able to teach them."

Here they are discussing things, while Gao Cuilan is already reading with a book.Gao Cuilan was wearing a crescent white shirt, covered with a begonia color, and then they left and returned to the bustling street, which was very complicated, with everything, an old man selling sugar, and a seamstress cutting clothes.

The old man who sells sugar sees the two of them leisurely, solicits business, "Madam, are you here to sell sugar? The old man has been in this business for more than 40 years! My craftsmanship is the best in South Street!"

Gao Cuilan stopped, looked at his tricks, and responded, "Okay!"

She picked out a phoenix and waited in front of the stall. ..