Chapter 78: Building a Pavilion Myrrh Doctor

When he came to the front hall, he saw the old carpenter Zi Che Jingchuan and Huang Laodao chatting together. He asked and it turned out that Zi Che Jingchuan had prepared all the materials for the pavilion and could start building the pavilion. Last time

The wood that Le Lang and the others picked from the mountain has been dried and prepared. However, it has been delayed by the recent rain and there has been no time to build. It looks like it will be sunny these days, so he came over and asked Le Lang to ask someone to lay the foundation of the pavilion.

, so that he can build a pavilion.

Zi Che Jingchuan and Huang Laodao chatted for a while and then left again. Before leaving, he told Le Lang to get the foundation ready so that he could build the pavilion. Le Lang nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Early the next morning, he went to find someone to dig the foundation, and poured cement and steel bars to build a solid foundation. Then he used the handle of a car to pull over the wood heirlooms placed in his car. After working for several days, a simple five-cornered pavilion was finally built.

It's set up.

Lelang walked inside and saw that the entire pavilion was painted a simple rosewood color, covered with golden glazed tiles, and there were some chairs around it. There was an entrance and exit at the front and rear. The entrance and exit on the side of the pond were still in the car.

There is a wooden board covering the surface of the water. You can sit on the wooden board when fishing. The lotus leaves in the corner of the pond are spitting out their tender green bud tips, and the shadows of the Kufu bamboo on the side are whirling, which is very pleasing to the eye.

The floor in the pavilion was made of smooth stone, and it was cool to sit on the ground. Zi Che Jingchuan also used the remaining materials to make him an Eight Immortals table and several chairs, which were placed in the middle of the pavilion. There were five figures painted on the pavilion.

The picture of the Immortal Pilgrimage is surrounded by some stories about immortals and characters. It is very beautiful. However, this was not painted by Zi Chejing Chuan. He did not have that skill. It was painted by a painter in the village who specialized in painting Taoist temples.

It is said that there are extraordinary people among the people, and this is true. This painter in Xiaoxi Village is famous in every village and even other places. Now, no matter which village builds a temple and wants to paint, they all come to him. The characters he paints are lifelike.

, was especially good at drawing immortal figures. Le Lang had even thought of asking him to draw all the immortals on drawing paper before, but in the end he didn't do it for some reason.

After the pavilion was completed, Lelang invited a large group of people to come over and drink, and they drank until late at night.

Sitting on the bedside, the surroundings were quiet, Lelang looked at the stars shining into the room, leaned against the bedside, and didn't know what he was thinking.

There was a vibrating sound from the mobile phone placed next to the bed. He always set it to vibrate at night so as not to wake up Saburo. He opened the mobile phone and saw a text message. He opened it and read: "Has the pavilion been built?"

On an inexplicable dark night, Cai Shaoqing sent a text message to Le Lang anxiously and thoughtfully. Not long after she received his reply, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. The mature man and woman in their 26s, 78s, and 26s were caught at the doorstep.

When they opened it, it was like thunder from the sky stirring the earth, and they were out of control. So, a few text messages every night became an indispensable thing in their lives. Although the text messages did not contain any vows of eternal love, sweet words or love for you.

Words like "I love you, be my girlfriend or boyfriend", but a few simple greetings every day have narrowed the distance between them in their hearts.

"It's built, and we invited a bunch of people to drink today to celebrate? What about you, what's wrong?" Le Lang replied unhurriedly pressing the letters on his phone.

On the other side of the strait, in a large and gorgeous room, Cai Shaoqing was lying on the bed in her pajamas. Her exquisite and beautiful body drew a perfect arc under the cover of her pajamas. She supported her chin with one hand and quickly pressed it with the other.

The words on the keyboard of the mobile phone read, "Well, I'm so tired. I'm so exhausted after a day of acting and no one can comfort me."

In fact, acting as a brother is quite easy. In addition to the usual hard work of rehearsing, performing on stage is all done over and over again. There is no such thing as filming a movie or TV show and a lot of nonsense. It’s just that the salary is lower than that of acting.

"Really, then go to bed early and don't go to bed too late." Seeing the slight complaint from Cai Shaoqing, Le Lang smiled slightly and replied. It must be said that Le Lang is a layman in terms of relationships. If he is a master of picking up girls, he must be

He didn't hesitate to attack with sweet words, but he didn't.

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

Seeing the two words sent by Le Lang, Cai Shaoqing couldn't help frowning and said: "You don't understand the style." But he was happy "La La" singing a song that only she could understand, and he was happy in bed.

After singing and dancing for a while, she turned off the lights and went to sleep. The woman's moodiness was vividly explained at this moment.

Cai Shaoqing just turned off the lights and went to sleep, ignoring his good sister Yu'er who was still taking a bath in the bathroom. After taking a bath, Yu'er saw the dark room, so she turned on the light and saw Yu'er lying on the bed with a sweet smile.

Cai Shaoqing couldn't help but shake his head, there is no cure for this man.

Early the next morning, Lelang was woken up by the crow of roosters. He hadn't had a good night's sleep since these guys could crow. He turned over, cursed a few words secretly, and fell asleep again. Fortunately, he fell asleep again.

There are only five of these roosters left, otherwise it would be very difficult for him.

When I woke up again, the sun was already shining on my buttocks, and Sanlang next to me had disappeared without a trace. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I walked down to the front hall, where I saw Lao Dao, Monkey, Shen Huiyun and the others sitting there chatting.

He was just having fun on the side.

"Have you eaten yet?" Le Lang asked the old Taoist.

"By the time you get up, you will have starved to death." Huang Laodao glanced at him and said.

Le Lang turned a deaf ear to what Lao Tao said and turned to San Lang and asked, "Has San Lang eaten?"

"Eat it, my old grandpa cooked it." Sanlang was playing there happily with a wind-up toy bug. Hearing Le Lang's question, he turned around and replied.

After listening to Saburo's words, Lelang walked into the kitchen, took a basin and filled it with rice. He walked out and asked the monkey while eating, "Why are you here so early today?"

"Brother Lang, it's already ten o'clock, it's still early." The monkey almost didn't fall after listening to Le Lang's words.

"The sun is already shining on our butts. It's still early. Alas, today's young people are so lazy and lazy that there is no cure." After the old man finished speaking, he shook his clothes angrily, turned around and walked out without knowing where he was going.

Watching Huang Laodao go away, Le Lang turned around and said furtively to the monkey: "Don't mind, this old man has some menopausal syndrome recently, it will be fine after a while." If Huang Laodao hears Le Lang's slander here,

He must fight to the death with him.
Chapter completed!