Chapter 524： Going to the grave!

When Xiao Zheng went up the mountain, Lin Zhuyin three people were eating lunch in the dining room. Ye Zanghua glanced at the vegetarian food at the table. He immediately shook his head and took out two bags of salt and pepper peanuts from the mountaineering bag. He smiled and said, "Come, add food to you."

Li Jing stood up politely and smiled. "Is the young master eating? I will help you with the dishes."

"No need to worry." Ye Zanghua casually pulled the chair down and licked the cigarette. "I just ate a big fish and my stomach was full."

"I can resist you and don't eat it." Lin Yinyin slanted the leaves and hidden flowers, how to look is not pleasing to the eye.

Li Jing smiled and sat back in the chair. Xiao Zheng took up two rice bowls from the rice bowl and ate two green vegetables: "I still have a good meal for my wife. I just got tired of eating the meat."

One is to express his position, and the other is to please Lin Lin. I am afraid that I will return to the room and look at my face. Ye Zanghua is an incomprehensible singularity: "Lianzhang's mother-in-law is shouting? Ah Zheng, you are really good enough."

This time, even Ye Yuhua was not used to this younger brother. After eating the rice in the bowl, she put down the tableware and looked up at the leaves and said: "No one is not dumb when you are not talking."

Ye Yuhua opened his mouth and Ye Zanghua was honest on the spot. It’s completely different from Lin’s paintings. It seems that Ye Yuhua is very jealous.

"Sister. Is my room ready?" Ye Zanghua opened the subject and said with a look. "I went up the mountain this time, but I plan to stay a few more days."

"Young master, you can only sleep in my room." Li Jing smiled embarrassedly.

"No?" Ye Zanghua's expression is exaggerated. "Xiao Jing, you are a monk. Is it not appropriate to sleep with me in a house?"

Li Jing’s expression was slight and he shook his head quickly: “I am sleeping there.”

"That's fine." Ye Zanghua looked like a stunned man, patted the chest. "Scared me. I said that this Buddha's door is clean, how can it pass the thunder pool so much."

Ye Zanghua is used to the world of flowers and flowers, and it is difficult to adapt to the temple life of this dogma. Of course, he does not adapt, it is more difficult for women who have lived in the mountains for many years to accept.

Xiao Zheng ordered a cigarette and sighed and patted the shoulder of the leaf Tibetan flower. He said: "Brother. You really don't speak."

Ye Zanghua turned back and looked at Xiao Zheng: "What happened? I talked to my family, hindered you?" Suddenly, Ye Zanghua said with a serious face. "In addition, I have to correct you a mistake. You call my sister's mother-in-law, then you have to call me, Lin Lin, you shouted, what did you call my brother? Want to take advantage of me?"

Xiao Zheng spread his hand and closed his mouth with helplessness.

This buddy is really a machine gun. Don't open it, you can't shut it when you open it.

After eating lunch, Ye Yuhua and Li Jing are about to start working and practicing. Xiao Zhengben wanted to take the hand to help, but Li Jing replied in a hurry: "Working is practice, not lazy."

Xiao Zheng listened to her as she said, and thought of Li Jing’s extremely terrible skill. At the moment, she would no longer be able to make axe. As Lin returned to the room, she was ready to sleep for a short afternoon to replenish her spirit.

Of course, it is said that it is a spiritual supplement. In fact, on the hills of this poor mountain, Xiao Zheng is really unable to find a recreational gadget. What can I do if I don't sleep?

"Ski!" Ye Zanghua followed and ran out, and stopped Xiao Zheng and Lin Zhuyin.

"Ski?" Xiao Zheng was crying and laughing. "This Fengming Mountain is steep, not to mention skiing, even if it is difficult to walk. You want to make a life of peace of mind?"

"I don't know if you don't know." Ye Zanghua looked at him with a disdain and grinned. "I have lived on this mountain for twenty years. Can you know better than me?"

After all, he pointed his finger at a mountain in the southeast direction and said: "There is a natural ski resort over there, the place is big, and there is some challenge and fun. I go skiing every year."

Xiao Zheng shook his head and said: "Even if there is a venue, we have no tools. You can't let us go skiing on two branches?"

"Reassured. The mountain people have their own tricks." Ye Zanghua mysteriously smiled, quickly pulled out three folding skis from the mountaineering bag, and proudly. "I know that when you got to the mountain, I just prepared three pairs. How, is it enough?"

"Don't go." Lin's tone turned and went to the wing, and his face was faint and repulsive.

ski?

Too much influence the image of the goddess. In case of wrestling, don't you lose your face?

"Hey. Don't go!" Ye Zanghua stopped the forest painting sound that was ready to enter the house, and he screamed at Xiao Zheng and said. "I said Lin Linyin, you can't give me this sly face? Ah Zheng still looks at it."

“Why should I give you a face?” Lin’s voice was not questioned.

"Then, if you don't give me a few faces, you have to leave a face for Ah Zheng?" Ye Zanghua, Mara Xiao is getting into the water, shouting. "If you are going to go up the mountain, you can't sleep well. If you are a half host, you shouldn't have fun for the guests? You know that there is no rest in the mountains. There is nothing to be done. It's easy to find a fun one for you, you can't match it?"

Although Lin Zhuyin has always been obsessed with Ye Zanghua, he has quite a few words at this moment. He looked at Xiao Zheng, who is still casual. He said: "I change clothes."

Then he pushed the leaves of the flowers and slowly stepped the wing.

Seeing Lin's paintings promised, Ye Zanghua was very proud to look back and Xiaozheng compared to a scissorsman, laughing: "How? Is it still a skill?"

"The ability?" Xiao Zheng ordered a cigarette, and dumbfounded. "Don't talk about skiing, I would let her go with me to bungee jumping, she would not dare to refuse."

Ye Zanghua's expression is slightly stiff, and he swears: "You can blow it. What kind of temperament Lin Lin sounds, can I not know if I am a sly?"

Xiao Zheng is not willing to spend more time with him, and he sighed: "Do you go up the mountain every year to accompany my wife?"

"Isn't it." Ye Zanghua complained. "It’s like going back to the town to go to the grave with his mother’s New Year’s Day. Even if he doesn’t sleep, he has to take a big bag and go up the mountain.”

"" Xiao Zheng resentment of the white leaves and a glance. "You are looking at your sister, how can you talk like this?"

"What are you afraid of?" Ye Zanghua grinned. "She has been a Buddha for twenty years, and she has long since been invaded. Are you afraid that I will say two words?"

Xiao Zheng heard it, and Ye Zanghua did not volunteer to go up the mountain every year. But forced. As for Yanjing, who can force Ye Zanghua to do something he does not want to do, then Ye Gong alone.

After all, the flesh and blood are connected. The eldest daughter keeps the temple for many years. When the Chinese New Year is over, she will not send a close relative to accompany her. The old man is not practical and distressed.