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Chapter 302 [Girl Heroes and Stories](2/2)

"Tianzhu?"

"I followed her back to her home." The flute player looked at every furnishing and every corner of the house affectionately for a long time before softly saying: "This is what it is like, her home is this."

Looks like it!"

On the outskirts of Jinling, there is a place with beautiful scenery. A winding and trickling river stretches from west to east, like a jade dragon. The water is clear and surrounded by green woods. And Ye Qingyao's house is in this green place.

There were only a dozen or so families in the woods, but they were all simple, kind, and loving each other. As soon as they returned to the village, Ye Qingyao took part of the reward money from the performing arts and ordered Hu'er to send it to two poor families.

When middle-aged people look at her, they can only sigh that such a woman not only has a beautiful and refined appearance, but also has a kind and flawless heart.

Ye Qingyao invited the middle-aged man into the house to drink tea. Until now, Ye Qingyao did not say those polite words of thanks, but only smiled as sweetly as the spring breeze.

The room was clean and tidy, and there was a bamboo flute on the old and clean table.

"Can you play the flute?"

Ye Qingyao smiled and said: "When I have nothing to do, I like to hold it and play the music I like to listen to!"

The middle-aged man smiled softly and said softly: "Then can you play a song for me, a new acquaintance?"

So, Ye Qingyao picked up the bamboo flute without any hesitation, sat in the room, and played the music like the sound of nature. The middle-aged man listened quietly and was completely immersed in it. Later he realized that this was Ye Qingyao's composition of Tianzhu Buddhist music.

Slightly changed, the flute music is more in line with the charm of Da Chu.

On this day, the middle-aged man stayed at Ye Qingyao's house for dinner. What he ate was the Tianzhu cuisine that Ye Qingyao learned from Tianzhu. Although the middle-aged man did not like Tianzhu's cuisine, the dishes made by Ye Qingyao made the middle-aged man eat it.

Very happy.

When leaving, the middle-aged man made another request, hoping to learn bamboo flute and play Tianzhu Sanskrit music.

Ye Qingyao smiled sweetly and agreed without hesitation.

From then on, middle-aged people would come to Ye Qingyao's yard every day to learn bamboo flute, Sanskrit music, and eat delicacies cooked by Ye Qingyao himself.

Ye Huer is obviously an extremely cautious person. Although he has the energy of a young man, he is more wary than an adult. At first, he was very wary of this person approaching his sister, but as time went by

, Ye Huer seemed to have adapted to having such a man in her life.

At this time, the governor of Jinling was suddenly assigned to the border for no reason. The first thing the newly appointed governor of Jinling wanted to do was to eliminate the Ax Gang. It didn't take long before the new governor suppressed the name of the Ax Gang.

Disappeared in Jinling City. Among them, the bald man from the Ax Gang met the worst fate. He was beaten to death on the street.

"That was the happiest day in my life." The flute player's face was filled with happiness, and there was a smile from the bottom of his mouth: "Every moment at that time, I felt that my life was not in vain. I kept thinking, if

If I continue to live this life like that, I will definitely be very happy, very happy...!"

"Being with the one you love is always the most beautiful thing in the world." Xue Poye said thoughtfully: "Then are you getting married like this?"

"No!" The flute player shook his head: "I stayed there for a month, and after living a happy life for a month, my mother called me back home."

"Go home?" Xue Poye opened his eyes wide: "You just left Ye Qingyao and went home alone?"

"I haven't left her behind." The flute player said firmly: "I told her before leaving that no matter what difficulties arise, I will come back and continue to eat her food, continue to walk by the river with her, and continue to be with her.

Make money and help others by performing arts!”

"It seems that you are having a great time!" Xue Poye sighed: "Then she must have agreed to you!"

"Yes, she promised me." The flute player smiled happily: "As long as she promises me, even if there are huge difficulties, I will return to her sooner or later."

Xue Poye nodded and said, "This is what a man would do."

The flute player pondered for a moment, staring at the portrait, his expression suddenly became serious, and his voice was a little cold: "When I returned home, I realized that my father passed away, and my eldest brother wanted to occupy the family property and become the head of the house.

, in order to hide it from me, he has killed many messengers who sent me letters. In the end, it was my second uncle, the honest and steady second uncle. He risked countless hardships and the risk of being hunted to follow the instructions.

My mother finally found me and let me know the unfortunate truth about my family. When I returned home, I was only one step away from my eldest brother becoming the head of the family."

"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the eldest son inheriting the industry!" Xue Poye said casually.

The flute player's eyes immediately looked at Xue Poye, with extremely sharp eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "The way of heaven is about virtue. Without virtue, how can you inherit a heavy family fortune? What's more, before my father died, the will he left behind was very clear, and the heir to the family head was

It's me."

"That's it!" Xue Poye was stared at by the flute player's sharp eyes, and a chill came over his body. He said slowly: "If it is your father's will, then there is nothing to argue about. After all, it is his father's order.

It’s great!”

"Knowledgeable!" The flute player's face softened.

"What's the result?" Xue Poye asked: "Did your father's last wish come true, and did you become the head of the family?"

At this moment, the flute player suddenly exuded a kind of domineering attitude, just like the king of beasts facing the beasts, he said slowly in an almost cruel voice: "Of course, who can

Block me?"
Chapter completed!
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