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"Sister, sister..." Lin Yueru's happy voice came from outside Cao Yan's yard.

Then Lin Yueru waited for the door to open without even coming, and flew in.

There are many people in the yard.

Have children,

There is an adult.

They are all busy with their own affairs.

After Lin Yiru finished writing the brush in her hand, she looked up at her coldly.

No words.

"Sister," Lin Yueru came to the stone table in the middle of the yard, looked at what Lin Yiru wrote, retracted her gaze, then picked up the teapot on the side and poured herself a glass of water.

After drinking it, maybe she felt it wasn't enough, so she poured a few more cups in a row.

Afterwards, she found that everyone around her looked at her with curiosity.

She said slowly: "Sister, do you know what that guy went out to do today? Oops!"

But before the words were finished, she was knocked by her sister.

"No big or small!"

"Sister...I am your dear sister!"

"Hmm??? So?" Lin Yiru's eyes showed a light that she was about to teach her a lesson.

"Oh, do you know what my brother-in-law encountered when he went out today?" Lin Yue was timid.

"Hey, Sister Yueru, were you following your elder brother-in-law today?" The little kids stared at Lin Yueru curiously and asked.

"Haha, you don't know, how interesting today..."

Lin Yueru Balabala told the story of what happened to Cao Yan today.

This made everyone laugh and their stomachs hurt after hearing this.

"Is there such a bad luck in my elder brother-in-law today?"

"Well! You will know when he comes back..."

Lin Yueru said not long after.

Everyone saw Cao Yan knocking in the door and walking in in a wet dress.

Lin Yiru and Lin Ruyi and Cao Yan looked a little distressed in such a embarrassed look.

He quickly welcomed Cao Yan into the house.

"Husband, go and change your clothes first. Go and burn hot water and let your husband take a hot bath." Lin Yiru ordered.

"yes!"

And here, Lin Ruyi had already brought the dry clothes for Cao Yan and asked him to change them.

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"Oh!" Cao Yan sighed helplessly.

After blowing, the bitter potion in front of me.

It seems that God is also helping Xiang Yixin not letting him go out for a walk!

After all, I was injured some time ago and my body was still a little weak.

Yesterday, he was cheated by Fatty Luo and beaten up for two matches.

Xiang Yixin chased him for five streets again.

Then he overturned the boat, fell into the river, swam so far, and walked home in wet clothes to face the river wind.

It was sweating, water and wind, so I got cold!

So I caught a tragic cold.

Alas, Cao Yan sighed again, looked at the beautiful little porcelain bowl in front of him, and took care of his illness at home with peace of mind!

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"Master, I don't know who is spreading bad things about you and Mr. Cao these days."

Luo Xiaosan hurriedly ran in. Before he could see the person, he shouted out the words he said.

"Fuck! Did you find out who said it?" Luo Deming shook a new peach blossom fan, slapped the table and stood up and said angrily.

"I don't know, it should be the one who saw you fighting that day."

"Damn! What did those bastards say?" Luo Deming said with his fan.

"They helped you get a nickname, Luo Kuangwang, and helped Master Cao get a nickname, Cao Heiyan!"

"Puff!" Luo Deming couldn't help but laughed.

However, he walked back and forth a few times in his backyard and thought carefully, "Luo Kuangwang! Luo Kuangwang?... This nickname is good! It suits his taste, so it shouldn't be considered bad words, right?"

This made Luo Deming happy and the fan shook even more happily.

This brother Cao is his noble person! He always encounters good things when he is with him. Although Zhang Mu'er knocked over his own ship, this also shows that she cares about him. Otherwise, if she usually sees herself in front of her, she will probably not even look up, right?

Thinking of Luo Deming, he felt a little secretly, but then he thought of Cao Yan's nickname.

This seems a bit ugly and not authentic.

Cao Heiyan?

When I heard this, those who didn’t understand what happened, they thought Cao Yan had dark circles?

This won’t work!

After all, the two have such a close relationship.

Moreover, this matter was caused by myself, so I had to find a way to help him settle it.

Luo Deming shook his peach blossom fan, rubbed his chin, and paced back and forth to think.

Luo Xiaosan looked at Luo Deming who was in deep thought without saying a word, and did not dare to interrupt his thoughts.

"Yu Shu is in the Fengfeng? Pan An is alive? Jade-faced scholar?..." Luo Deming said a long list of nicknames and asked, "Miss San, what nickname do you think you should give Brother Cao a good one?"

Luo Xiaosan was stunned for a moment and came to his senses for a long time. Only then did he realize that his young master was thinking about this.

He calmed down and replied, "Master, isn't this too far-fetched? And there's no need to call it those nicknames. As long as you see Mr. Cao's mind, those words will appear in your mind, and this cannot reflect Mr. Cao's talent!"

Luo Deming nodded in agreement and said, "What you said is reasonable cannot reflect Brother Cao's talent, Brother Cao's talent..."

"Hey, there is..." Luo Deming withdrew his fan, clapped his palms, and immediately had an idea.

"Miss, call a few storytellers..."

Although Luo Deming's turn was a bit big, Luo Xiaosan, who knew him, did not have any doubts at all and responded directly: "Yes! Young Master, I'll go." After that, he ran out.

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today!

All the taverns, the storyteller in the teahouse,

They all told the same story.

As long as it is to eat and drink tea.

It doesn't matter if you want to listen.

It was arranged by Luo Deming.

Say two shows a day.

Each person has a consistent amount of money per day.

The story was written by a few days ago by several storytellers.

This is very consistent with Rodming's simple, crude and straightforward personality.

Luo Deming is listening carefully at home now.

He also wants to listen and change.

To achieve the best effect, he has also listened to it dozens of times and modified many details.

Everyone else in the family wanted to vomit, but no one dared to say it.

"Bang!"
To be continued...