0056 The Temptation of Parody Sweet Potatoes for Elderly

Xing Zhen thought so, and he felt more and more that Mr. Su knew the bandits. Whether it was right or wrong, he shouldn’t judge Xing Zhen to go deeper. Mr. Su had great kindness to him and did great kindness.

Xing Zhen regretted his stubbornness, so he thought of bowing deeply to apologize. He slowly took two steps back.

Suddenly, my body sank and my whole body fell down rapidly. I reached out and grabbed the dig at will, empty and nothing else. When I looked down, the tip of the knife that was shakingly inserted would pierce the body immediately.

The only thing a boy did was to close his eyes and suddenly bear it. The eyes were gone. As for various emotions such as regret and nostalgia, he had no time to think about it.

My body lightened again, and the expected random knife clone did not appear. My body was also rising slowly.

I knew without looking at it, and it must be Mr. Su who saved me again. Xing said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Su, you saved me again."

The latter had no intention of blaming him and comforted him: "Be careful."

Xing Zhen had already opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by Mr. Su with one hand. He was one meter away from the ground. There was a round deep pit two meters below his feet, and the sharp edge of the knife at the bottom was vaguely visible.

Xing, who was still scared, couldn't help but wonder: "Why didn't Mr. Su take me directly to his destination?"

The latter shook his head: "This is a big taboo. Flying in the air is equivalent to peeking into the entire view of the water and mountain, and is equivalent to peeking into the secrets of more than a thousand large and small parishes in the mountains. If the secret is discovered, the parishes are on the verge of extinction."

"So these counterfeits have reached a consensus. If anyone dares to fly in the water and mountains, they will inevitably be killed by all the strong men in the mountains."

Then Mr. Su added: "Unless you have enough strength to shock the heroes, I cannot do anything randomly with you."

Xing Zhen shrank his neck in disappointment: "Forget it. Actually, I don't really want to know the secrets of the bandits now. I have figured out that Mr. Su has no malice towards Xing Zhen, only kindness. I shouldn't be ungrateful to doubt Mr. Su."

The latter shook his head and objected: "It's not your fault. You can't think so thoughtful at the same time. Besides, Xinhu Seeds specifically stimulate negative emotions in the heart, and adults can't control themselves. It's rare for you, a child, to stick to it until now."

Xing Zhen: "But my heart is now broken."

Mr. Su said in one sentence: "What you have solved is the knot of my heart, and there is also a knot of a bandit that has not yet been opened. It is still impossible to eradicate the seeds of the heart lake. This trip to the bandits is imperative."

"Okay, I'll follow Mr. Su's arrangements. Let's go to the ground and continue on the road."

"No need, this place should be not far from the destination. The triggering agency alarmed them, and someone would come to pick us up soon. After arriving at the copycat, remember to follow the training arrangements, make yourself stronger as soon as possible, be able to adapt to this place without legal control, and know how to survive in this place where life is like grass."

"Okay, Xing Zhen listens to Mr.'s arrangement."

Sure enough, in less than a stick of incense, a group of people came to greet him. The leader was a short old man who looked about sixty years old. He was so thin that he could blow over a gust of cold wind.

The old man and Mr. Su are also familiar with each other, and there was no extra politeness after meeting. They took Mr. Su's luggage directly, and the rest of the people took it over.

The old man laughed: "Come on, what gifts should I bring? It will cost me wine."

Mr. Su did not show any mercy: "Brother Pang is self-indulgent, and these gifts were bought by Lao Yu."

The old man named Big Brother Pang had a much thicker face than his body. He did not care about Mr. Su's blow at all, and comforted himself: "It's the same, just have a gift, no matter who gives it. The brothers in the village can celebrate the New Year in advance, which is worth happy."

If someone leads the way, the speed of traveling is much faster. At least you don’t have to worry about touching the mechanism.

Xing Zhen couldn't figure it out along the way. Aren't the bandits in the book all burly men? Why did they come to welcome these people? The lowest one is outside forty? It's different from the book!

I thought it might be the old and weak who were responsible for keeping watch on the periphery, and the strong ones were all in the copycat. But when they arrived at the copycat, Xing was surprised. The average age of 200 bandits of all sizes was over 40. Xing was speechless.

Not only is he aged, but his body is also skinny and boneless, and has nothing to do with his burly figure. Xing Zhen almost mistakenly thought that he had come to a paradise where the elderly were living their lives.

Everyone I saw was men, most of whom were over 70 years old. Naturally, there was no careful person who brought Xing Zhen to introduce him to the tour.

Not only was the periphery who was keeping a watch, but the highest authority in the copycat. The copycat is quite special, and no one called the eldest brother, but he called the old man Pang the commander of the thousand men. This made Xing Zhen feel ashamed.

The only two women in the village are cooking in the kitchen. No one of the big men is careful to take care of the feelings of the real punishment.

Xing Zhen was even sent to the newly packed residence to get familiar with the environment first. As a result, two big men sent Xing Zhen to the place and said something.

"You can live here in the future." Then he left.

Staying alone in the room, Xing Zhen sighed: "The housing has been upgraded, and the hut has become a wooden house. Moreover, there are charcoal basins in the house, which is of great quality."

The wooden house is clean, but the space is not large. There is a bed, a table by the wall, and three benches. There are kettles and water cups on the table.

The charcoal burned red in the brazier in the center of the house, and it was obviously ready. It seemed that these big men were thick and thin.

The young man can already rely on himself without taking care of others. Since he promised Mr. Su to stay in the village, he must learn about the village well and this wooden house will be accompanied for a long time in the future.

I was alone in my spare time and just took off my luggage to sort out my clothes. In fact, there were not many clothes, and they were all worn out. I put them in a short while.

I shook the gourd around my waist and it was already empty. Then I walked to the table and thought of pouring a glass of water to drink.

The heavy water cup did not seem to be empty, but it stopped flowing after just a few drops. Xing Zhen was curious and opened the lid of the pot, and it turned out that the water inside had frozen.

It seems that the room has not been inhabited for a long time, and the brazier has just risen. The boy couldn't help but have more recognition of the copycat. It's just a little recognition, and the grudges in his heart still exist.

Dang, Dangdang, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

The only person who knows Mr. Su in the whole village is. If it is someone else, there is no need to ask who it is. Anyway, I don’t know him after asking. Xing Zhen blurted out.

"Come in."

The footsteps were very light, and there would still be a slight thudding sound when stepped on the floor. Xing Zhen looked closely and saw a girl in her teenage girl with her ponytail hanging high and shaking left and right when walking. It seemed that she should be about the same size as Shang Luoqi.

The little girl is dark and thin, with yellow skin and a little malnourished. Her watery eyes look extremely cute.

Holding a bowl of roasted sweet potatoes in both hands, he quickly walked to Xing Zhen's side.

"I'll give you my mother, I'm afraid you'll be hungry, so I'll send some roasted sweet potatoes to fill my hunger first."

Xing Zhen smiled and took the porcelain bowl, put it on the table next to him, and asked with a smile: "Thank you little sister, are you also a copycat?"

The little girl nodded vigorously: "Yeah, yeah, I was born in a parody.

Xing Zhen sighed secretly: "A girl of this young must be very lonely born in a parody and has no many playmates."

Excluding a copycat does not mean rejecting the ignorant little girl in front of you. Xing Zhen asked with a smile: "What's your name? Are you lonely living in a copycat?"

The little girl with ponytail who has lived in a long village is not shy. She shook her head openly, and the ponytail swayed left and right, very agile.

"I'm not alone. Many old uncles and grandpas will play with me, and my brother Bu Shi is also very good at taking care of me."

"Oh, by the way, I asked the things. The uncles in the village liked to call me things. If the elder brother liked, he could also call me things."

Xing Zhen said "Oh": "How old is the little guy this year?"

The little girl with ponytail immediately bulged her cheeks and said, "Call me, don't call me a little thing."

Xing Zhener smiled: "Okay, okay, the cutest thing, the cute little thing."

Seeing the little girl with ponytails blasting fire, Xing Zhen immediately changed her words: "No, it's a cute thing."

Xing Zhen realized that he was wrong and thought for a long time, but didn't know how to change the words. In the end, he had to smile bitterly and point to the porcelain bowl on the table to change the topic.

"Is the little sister hungry? How about we eat together?"

The little girl with a ponytail never left the porcelain bowl from the corner of her eyes. After hearing this, her little face suddenly smiled.

"Is it really OK?"

Xing Zhen smiled even stronger: "It was originally delivered by your stuff, so what's wrong with it?"

When talking, Xing Zhen had already picked up a roasted sweet potato and peeled off the black crust outside, revealing the golden sweet potato heart inside.

Delivered to the little girl with a ponytail: "Give it, eat it."

The little guy confirmed again: "Can I really eat it? My mother said it was for the eldest brother."

Xing Zhen pointed to the porcelain bowl on the table: "Isn't this still there? Let's eat together."

"Yeah, thank you brother."

"Slow down, don't get hot."

"Brother, you eat too, don't just watch me eat it. Otherwise, you will get angry if your mother finds out."

"Okay, okay, let's have a meal together."

While the two were having fun, the sound of creaking and stomping on snow came outside the house. As the sound approached, I hurriedly pushed the door open and entered without having time to knock on the door.

The sound of people not entering the house even: "What are you doing? It will take so long to give a sweet potato. Aunt Xi is afraid that you will run around, so she told me to look for you everywhere."

The one who ran in was a little boy, who was in his teens, should be about the same age as something. He was also thin and weak, but there were some children with a terrifying spirit.

Seeing the little thing being swallowed in big mouthfuls, he was immediately dumbfounded. Then he shouted loudly: "Isn't this Aunt Xi for the new big brother? Why did you eat it?"

The little girl with ponytail was just consuming and didn't react for a while.

Xing Zhen immediately explained, "I let the food eat, and I will explain it to Aunt Xi at that time."

The little boy slurped his saliva randomly, and his eyes were inseparable from the porcelain bowl.

Xing Zhen interrupted the trouble of the thing and asked, "Who is he?"

The latter quickly said: "He is the brother Bu Shi just mentioned."

The little boy should be a little more sensible and realize that he had failed. He introduced himself: "My name is Cui Bushi, and he is ten years old this year."

Xing was really curious: "No? Why did he give such a name?"

Cui Bushi explained: "I heard from the accountant that he was a divination man, and the attendant of the minister. He also found out that when I was born, I had the destiny to be a high-ranking official and a minister."

Xing Zhen suddenly realized and asked, "Do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes too?"

This time the little girl with ponytail rushed to answer: "Yes, yes, I heard from my mother that the sweet potato harvest is not good this year, so I haven't eaten it a few times in winter. I'll eat some cabbage and potatoes."

Xing Zhen smiled and said, "Let's eat together."

Cui Bushi was not Burmese either, and he picked a big guy with numb hands and feet.

Xing Zhen was muttering in his heart: "Don't the copycat have big fish and meat every day? How could he eat cabbage and potatoes?"

I looked at the two thin little guys and felt relieved immediately.
Chapter completed!