阵前娶妻给我找了九个小嫂子<></span>个个貌美如花<></span>还生了十八个儿子<></span>每个都耍两把大斧或铜锤……<></span>

  话音未落<></span>顾老爷暴起<></span>直接冲到说书人面前<></span>一把揪起这可怜的老瞎子大声道：<></span>爷是使枪的<></span><></span>

  顾纨绔抱着院中的桂树<></span>忍笑忍的十分痛苦<></span>不敢笑<></span>最后他就哭了<></span>眼泪吧嗒吧嗒的<></span>那叫一个难受<></span>

  毕梁立见小主子高兴<></span>他也高兴<></span>取了一贯钱<></span>外加几尺好尺头<></span>雇了骡车送瞎子<></span>约了明日他再来<></span>

  今日的天气格外的好<></span>太阳不冷不热<></span>和风吹着<></span>月桂树上的残叶偶尔飘下便正正的落在树下的矮塌上<></span>顾岩兄弟齐坐着对酌<></span>顾茂昌在一边勤快的执壶<></span>

  虽说<></span>食不言寝不语<></span>可惜顾岩自己也不是个讲究的<></span>甚至他心情很好<></span>话自然多了起来<></span>

  <></span>小七<></span>他抬头看看月桂树<></span>又看下自己小兄弟：<></span>你年纪也不小了<></span>这几日到上京<></span>该看的<></span>该玩的俱都经历了<></span>过几日<></span>便收收心吧<></span><></span>

  顾昭一愣笑了：<></span>阿兄怎么忽说起这个来<></span><></span>

  顾岩依旧是好哥哥的样子：<></span>愚耕昨日跟我闲聊<></span>说弟弟你是个通透的<></span>如今这�