"Well," Mo Ran Yun smiled and nodded. "It’s just that we still need to worship heaven and earth. Why don’t we worship heaven and earth now?"

Qiao Yun … Huh?
"Go away! I’m still worshipping the dead."
Hand in hand, the two men took him to see the former place of life
But the house is gone.
Mo Ran said, "Two years ago, their house was not lucky because of the landslide, or they could take Qiao Yun to show him that he planted grapes in the front yard."
It’s sad to say
Qiao Yun empathized with the man’s hand more tightly.
"I heard Aunt Ji say that you built the Rose House, so why don’t you rebuild it together with your old house?" Qiao Yun asked.
Mo ran shook his head. "Where is a person? If you don’t live and rebuild your parents, they won’t come back. Besides, I don’t have you. Will you live here?"
Uh…
Qiao Yun looked at the mountains and terraced fields and smiled. "But when we are old, we can come back and live here, build a villa, plant grapes and live to 100."
Mo Ran almost laughed. "Just talk about it. We have a lot to do now."
"I’m serious," Qiao Yun stopped him. "When you are young, you have to fight for the ideal. If you are old, you have to be comfortable. Anyway, we won’t have children when we are old. Come back here and raise a group of rabbits, two small German shepherd dogs and three poodles to accompany us."
The setting sun rises in the east and reflects on Master Gouxiao Joe’s face, but he feels blurred eyes.
I don’t know how to write the word happiness
If you have to write, he hopes to be here with each other when your temples are gray. "
But after looking around, Qiao Yun turned around and said, "Great God, let’s raise a big buffalo again. It’s okay to ride and show us the scenery."
Mo ran broke into laughter as soon as he pulled it out of his literary mood.
Chapter 164 Chapter 164
When they returned to the Chinese rose hut, Fu Yitian and Lu Xiaoman had packed their bags and moved the car.
When I left, Aunt Ji also gave them a lot of oranges to eat on the way.
But I just didn’t see Han Bing.
Everyone knows that after Han Bing’s incident, Mo Ran had a quarrel with Qiao Yun last night, so no one called everyone to be careful.
Suddenly, Han Bing ran out from the inside with a dog in his hand, a white Chinese garden dog.
"Brother Xiao Ran, wait." Han Bing stopped the bus and walked to the door. "Can I talk to him?"
Han Bingwen is a stranger, while "he" refers to Qiao Yun.
Everyone’s heart thumped. Is it a fight?
Han Bing Yang lip smiled and rushed Qiao Yun to lift his jaw. "Don’t worry, I won’t hit you."
In the B&B Gallery Garden, Han Bing handed Qiao Yun the dog rope in his hand.
He said, "I followed you this afternoon and knew you wanted a dog, so I gave you this dog."
"Ah?" Qiao Yun eyes slightly approach, "what"?
Originally, I was prepared to break up with Han Bing, but I never thought that the other party would say something that puzzled him and give him a dog.
"What are you following us for?" Qiao Yun asked the right thing and didn’t do it. He had a bunch of crooked brains
Han Bing proudly replied, "Not really, I just want to see if you really like my brother Xiao Ran."
Qiao Yun almost smiled and nodded slowly. "I don’t really like your brother Xiao Ran. I really love him. How did he get angry with you?"
"You-!" Han Bing thumped a dog rope into Qiao Yun’s hand.
At the end of the day, 16-year-old Han Bing is no better than seed of love. His feelings for Mo Ran may not be clear to him.
"By the way," Han Bing said, "Yesterday I said that the only person who held Xiao Ran’s hand was that I lied to you."
Qiao Yun teased the dog leash in his hand and blinked gently. "S … What are you trying to say?"
Han Bing scorned him. "Not only was he holding a little boy when I was in junior high school in Xiao Ran, but Uncle Mo was still in Xiao Ran. Brother Xiao Ran took him to my house and waited for the bus here."
Oh, it’s normal. Qiao Yun raised his eyebrows. "So you were jealous of that little boy, too?"
"No!" Han Bing scorned him. "I’m a few years younger than that little boy. I don’t know anything. I’m angry with you for this. You’re not the second person Xiao Ran held hands with. That little boy is."
All right, all right, all right. Qiao Yun is too lazy to argue with a kid. "You’re right about everything you say to you when you’re 16."
This is look down on him Han Bing very angry "you don’t believe me! That little boy came to visit Uncle Mo’s grave when he was about your age. "
As soon as Qiao Yun! ! !
Because in the afternoon, when he was with Mo Ran’s grave, he found some expired sacrifices in front of it.
Mo Ran said that he had no relatives and there could be no one else to pay homage to his parents. The sacrifice happened very coincidentally.
"Do you know that man?" Qiao Yun asked Han Bing.
Hum, Han Bing is arrogant
"Do you believe this? But I don’t know him. He meets me every year. He doesn’t talk to my mother and me when he comes. Every time he finishes his room, he stays for one night and leaves early the next morning. "
"Oh, it’s normal for the savior to come to worship." Qiao Yun didn’t know what Han Bingao was doing just because he knew the secret of saving people.
childish
Han Bing is not angry again. "It’s not normal because I followed him. He said at Uncle Mo’s grave that he likes Brother Xiao Ran."
Qiao Yun nerve with dog rope stretched up.
"Can you finish the sentence at once? I ask you if that person is wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and his head is shorter than mine. He looks very quiet and looks honest."