The big master considered it a good omen and, defying everyone's opposition the next day, forcefully ordered to send out the invitation."
"Oh, Grandpa Tian, in this world, where are such coincidences? When is it a big master's turn to have a dream about a child?"
Zhao Yi sighed with some helplessness:
"Sigh, the river fights for the dragon, a hundred boats compete to flow.
I feel like I'm just having pure bad luck, brushing by the young man, and got scraped by the waves he brought up!"
...
The night was deep and black, and the shadow of trees outside the window swayed gently with the night breeze.
The teacup, shook lightly in the hand.
After listening to Uncle Qin's report, Liu Yumei lowered her head and sipped her tea.
Uncle Qin: "Their family only sent one person."
Liu Yumei put down the teacup, pinched a talk plum with her fingers, and slowly savored it in her mouth.
Uncle Qin: "Madam, should I take a trip to Jiujiang?"
