Chapter 127： :The evil little guy

Han Baoluo picked up the photo stone and looked at his figure projected on it. Shen Yizhi did not show the surprise that he had expected. Instead, he frowned and said critically: "The hem of the skirt in these few steps is too large. "My mother once said that a real lady can walk with her toes in her arms without showing them, and her skirt swings without being messy. I will try it a few more times."

Li Chuntao was shouting downstairs: "Sister Zhizhi, Baoluo, are you okay? It will be too late if you don't leave!"

Although Han Baoluo was still not satisfied with his appearance, that was all he could do.

Shen Yizhi put a thin veil on her and winked at her when she was shocked, "This way we can keep it mysterious, right?"

Han Baoluo smiled knowingly.

Shen Yizhi also changed his clothes, and the two of them came downstairs together.

Qing Bao rushed over and said, "Mother, go to the meeting!"

In the eyes of the little guy, the Qunfang Club is a big gathering, and a big gathering is synonymous with liveliness and fun, so he can’t wait for it.

Shen Yizhi didn’t bother to correct it. In fact, wasn’t the Qunfang Meeting just a gathering?

A few people got on the spacious donkey cart. Li Qingyun came to drive the cart, and Gan Wu and Kun San followed on horseback.

The donkey pulling the cart is the green donkey Shen Yizhi bought earlier. Now it has grown very tall, with shiny hair and an extraordinary steed. At first glance, it is an unusual donkey.

The running speed is no less than that of a fast horse.

And he was quite spiritual. He didn't even need Li Qingyun to rush him, he just spread his hooves and ran happily to his destination.

There are ice basins placed at the four corners of the car, and wisps of cold air linger in the car, so it's not hot inside at all.

The space inside is very spacious, more than enough for three people including Shen Shen Yi Zhi plus Qing Bao and a child.

There is also a foldable table in the middle, where you can eat, play chess or do other pastimes.

There happened to be three people there at the moment, so Shen Yizhi took out a pair of homemade playing cards from the secret compartment under the seat, and the three of them started playing.

She has already popularized the gameplay of poker, so Han Baoluo and Li Chuntao are no strangers to it, and they started shuffling and picking up cards very skillfully.

Qing Bao leaned in Shen Yizhi's arms and played with a nine-link ring.

From time to time, take a look at the cards in your mother’s hand.

When it was Shen Yizhi's turn to play a card, he also liked to point fingers, "Mother, play this."

Her little hand grabbed a card and threw it out to her.

Shen Yizhi pinched his face and said, "If it causes mother to lose money, I will deduct it from your pocket money."

Qing Bao has nothing to fear.

The result was that Shen Yizhi won several games in a row.

Li Chuntao shouted that it was unfair, "Qing Bao, come to sister, can I show you my cards?"

Qing Bao moved over and gave instructions, but the two "long-term workers" Li Chuntao and Han Baoluo still lost.

Shen Yizhi raised his eyebrows. Is it a coincidence? The cards played by Li Chuntao and Han Baolu turned out to be what she wanted.

Is it possible that Qing Bao can also count cards, and then deliberately let the two people feed him cards?

If this is the case, then her baby is too smart!

After losing three copper coins again, Li Chuntao surrendered, "Sister Zhizhi, please be merciful."

Shen Yizhi wanted to be merciful, but she didn't have any skills in playing cards. She mainly just looked at the cards. If the cards were good, the probability of winning would be high. If the cards were bad, it would depend on luck.

The reason why she kept winning in the previous rounds was actually because Qing Bao helped her cheat without her knowing it.

“Qing Bao, come here, come to my mother.”

If this evil little guy stays with Li Chuntao, they will probably lose nothing.

When Qing Bao wanted to intervene again, she would directly occupy his hands and mouth with snacks.

“Be good and eat your food, mother knows how to do it.”

But it turned out that her poker skills were really not that good. Without Qing Bao's help in cheating, she was quickly ousted from the throne of the landlord by Li Chuntao and Han Baoluo.

“Haha, things are changing, and it’s finally my turn to be a landlord!”

Li Chuntao, the new landlord, felt proud for a while.

Li Qingyun outside the car couldn't help but laugh when he heard her brisk voice.

Qing Bao lay on the car window and stretched out his hand: "Fuck Uncle Wu, I'll give you some meat jerky—"

ganwu was moved for a moment, and with his superb equestrian skills, he drove the horse to be parallel to the carriage. He leaned over and took the meat away from his hand, "Good boy, dear~"

Qing Bao turned to the other side and fed Kun San a piece.

This act of feeding made the two of them feel warm in their hearts.

The Qunfang Festival was held in Qunfang Garden, twenty miles away from the city in the southern suburbs of Langcheng.

To the north of Qunfang Garden are rolling hills and verdant mountains, and to the east is the vast Tianzhou Lake. On the southwest side, there are lush forests and bamboos, and bright flowers and plants.

The parking lot outside the gate is basically full of carriages of all sizes. Parking in the parking lot is not free, it costs ten coppers per hour.

Just from parking, the park owner can make a lot of extra money.

The horses pulling the cart were led to a **** half a mile away by a dedicated person, allowing them to freely graze and communicate, or have a romantic encounter with other people's horses.

Qunfang Garden is quite large. When you enter, you will find an open flower terrace, which is specially used to display the exotic flowers and plants brought by visitors.

The dew terrace has nine levels on four sides, resembling a trapezoid, with a platform at the top.

Going down from the platform, there are flowers and plants brought by everyone on the nine steps. At a glance, they are bright pink, delicate red, and colorful.

Of course, if there is a flower owner who wants to take care of his own flowers and plants, that’s fine. Everything is free.

The cricket is thin ice muscles, fat and crispy. The pink **** are half covered with doubtful snow, the peach blossoms in the eyes are smiling at each other.

Girls in cool clothes were strolling in twos and threes among the shades of flowers and trees, with their flirty skirts looming, and their charming laughter like bells coming from time to time, making a group of young men look at them endlessly and feel itchy.

In addition to the fragrance of floral balsam and powder, the air is also filled with a feeling of excitement.

A vermilion carriage stopped at the entrance of Qunfang Garden. Zhao Mengyu, who was accompanying him, got off the horse and strode to the side of the carriage. At this time, a tender catkin with fingernails poked out from the light pink curtain. The hand was stained with bright red impatiens juice, making the hand whiter and greasier.

Immediately afterwards, a small toe of a shoe poked out, and was quickly covered by the hem of the skirt. Such concealment made people feel itchy, wishing they could lift up the hem of the skirt and take a good look.

The young men standing at the door were eagerly waiting to see what kind of stunning beauty the person in the carriage was.

It is a pity that when the beauty came out, she was wearing a silk hat, covering her head, face and upper body tightly.

Han Baoqin helped Zhao Mengyu's hand out of the carriage. Her long and charming skirt that reached the floor brushed through the green grass, creating a strong visual impact.

As she moves, the white gauze hanging down from the drape gently flutters, creating a vague and ethereal beauty like a fairy.