Chapter 9：Jiang Xiaolan

A splitting headache! Jiang Fan wake up in a daze, can not help but bares his teeth. This is still far from their own alcohol, burning knives and other spirits are really strong.

"Xiao Lang, you are now awake."

The girl in pink was standing at the window with a hot cup of tea.

"Sister Xiao He..." Jiang Fan rubbed his head: "What time is it?"

"What time, have slept all day and all night, see you dare to drink so much next time." The girl in pink clothes helped him sit up: "Drink a cup of hangover tea to relax."

"A day and a night?" Jiang Fan subconsciously looked out of the window, into the eyes of a dark, sure enough, it was night.

"Oh, that's a long sleep. Is Zhang still here?"

Xiao He served him to drink hot tea before saying: "Long ago left." I left you something. You'd better wash up and eat something first. You must feel tight after drinking so much wine."

Jiang Fan oh said: "Please sister arrange someone to prepare some hot water for me, I want to bathe."

"I have already prepared it for you. After the washing, you can have dinner in the lady's room."

"Well, where's sister Pei?"

The girl in pink looked at him adoring, with little stars in her eyes: "She is very busy now." Xiao Lang, you are really powerful, a word shocked Zhang, the whole county city has been sensational, since yesterday, our Linjiang Pavilion threshold is about to be broken. All in order to see the Linjiang fairy. Miss specially arranged for someone to frame the calligraphy of Zhang Zhifu and hang it on the ninth floor. He will also build a screen outside the gate, and have a great craftsman carve it on it for people to look at."

"Huh? Making so much noise? There's no need."

This can be a little sorry for the hometown sage, plagiarism addiction, this style is not very good, and now it is very embarrassing.

Xiao He chirped, like a cheerful lark: "How unnecessary, you really don't know ah, Zhang said, this word is enough to compare with the first floor of the poem, can be called the eternal sentence, now ah, there are people everywhere about you this fisherman."

Jiang Fan suddenly woke up from the wine and said, "Don't tell Sister Pei, I still want to live a quiet life, I can't..." Let's just say Zhang did it."

Little Lotus strange looked at him, very puzzled.

"People are eager to be famous, and how can you be so strange when you are famous at once?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "People are afraid of famous pigs are afraid of strong."

See lotus dont understand, Jiang Fan convenient way: "Pig fat should be slaughtered, people famous, trouble is coming, I this person is the most afraid of trouble." So please don't give me up."

Xiaohe girl to learn his look scratched her head: "Anyway, I still don't understand, but you rest assured, sister and Zhang Zaifu did not say out, signed only on the Canglan River fishing lang, no one knows you."

"That's good. Get up and sleep in a sweat."

Jiang Fan finished washing, soon saw Pei Yunjin.

The latter saw him, his eyes were irrepressible joy.

"Did you sleep well, little Lang? You are so dear to my sister's heart, and she is fortunate enough to have known such a young man as you."

Jiang Fan's face did not help a red: "sister too much praise, a moment drunk, nonsense, you don't laugh at me."

Pei Yunjin looked at the front of this beautiful young Lang, the more see the more like.

"A joke? Who dares to laugh at you, now you this Linjiang fairy, will be like a hurricane swept, will spread throughout the world in a few days. Who else can talk nonsense like that? Sister can be considered to have taken advantage of you, at the end of the year, I will definitely join the eight members of the Pavilion in Linjiang, which is all the credit of Xiao Lang."

Jiang Fan helplessly sighed, he naturally knew the charm of this Linjiang fairy, had to smile bitterly: "Only ask the sister do not want to give out the younger brother, I also want to live a peaceful life."

Pei Yunjin full of eyes full of meaning, this young man does not seek to hear, indifferent to fame and wealth, he already knew, but he is so talented, can be described as the world.

"Sister understands, but the name of the fisherman on the Canglan River can not be concealed." There is a line of three miles outside the door, and many people want to meet you."

"No, no."

Jiang Fan's head shook like a rattle.

"Sister just tell them I left long ago."

Pei Yunjin smiled and said, "Don't worry, my sister said you left with that Chancellor." Come, sit down, eat something good, have no water rice all day and night, you are hungry, my sister specially prepared for you to eat the sour soup noodles, originally wanted to prepare some food for you to celebrate, think you do not like."

Jiang Fan looked at the steaming sour soup noodles on the table, and suddenly his mouth became watery.

"Or my sister knows me, this bowl of sour soup noodles after drinking, to a fairy will not change."

A bowl of noodles to eat full head sweating, dripping. Jiang Fan could not help but belch two times, pat his belly and laugh: "Comfortable ah, Ma brother's craft is stronger than me."

The girl in pink clothes just came, smelled the words and left her mouth: "Where is the craft of Ma brother, he is now busy feet do not touch the ground, this is the lady to do it for you."

Jiang Fan froze: "Sister?"

Pei Yunjin said, "I know you love to eat this bite. When you taught Brother Ma that day, my sister also learned something along with it. Fortunately, I can eat it."

Jiang Fan picked up the thumb: "Delicious. I never thought my sister was so good at cooking."

Pei Yunjin said: "Compared with Xiao Lang, people say that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, brother, you just like to fiddle with these, and can be called the world's best taste." Poetry together is Guanyi group Lun, unparalleled in the world. I don't know what my brother is capable of."

"Skill? No, no, no, no, no. I'm not good. I just want to eat. Poetry is more of a lane, just relaxing, in my opinion, more practical than cooking."

His low-key, let Pei Yunjin more and more feel can not see through. I only feel that under the free and easy appearance of this young man, it seems to have an incomparable mysterious temperament.

"Still say no ability, now Xiao Lang a Linjiang fairy, has been praised by many people as the first word, and that is known as the first person of the poem, Longjiang Fisherlang."

If she had a deep meaning to look at the young man: "Sister heard that Xiao Lang was last year to this Canglan River Jielu fishing it..."

Her eyes, is simply in the naked inquiry: say, are you in the end that Longjiang fisherman?

Jiang Fan had to smile and said to him, "Oh, by the way, has Uncle Ma come back?" Did you get everything?"

Pei Yunjin saw him care about him, then he had no choice but to say: "Early back, rest assured, all for you installed."

"That's good, tomorrow morning, my little brother will return."

"A few more days?" Pei Yunjin see him anxious to go, not frown said: "Usually small Lang will live for a few days, this time why so eager."

Can I tell you we have a daughter-in-law?

"The family is running out of food, and the old man must be worried."