Chapter 572: Who cares so much about you?

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"Why? I think he's fine," Xiao Anshi didn't agree at all. He looked at Pang Yi and said, "Did the grandfather and his wife become married on the day, didn't Mr. Gu keep busy with the field? Later When the newcomer visited Gaotang, he all shed tears, and his eyes were not red. I saw it really at that time. I am afraid that even the grandfather might not hurt people so much? "
"That's to the lady, the old man's stomach is bad, but she is treated as a grandson and daughter. She's very eccentric, hum," Pang Yi kept talking, but his tone was a lot calmer , "It's no blame for his biased wife. The wife really took him as his elder filial piety. He was always close to him for eating and drinking. Even the clothes he wore were made by his wife.
"It's no wonder that Mr. Gu loves his wife, so what are you sour about?" Xiao Anshi looked at him with a smile.
"Where am I sour?" Pang Yi didn't admit it, "I'm not so rare that the old man hurts me seriously, where and where to go."
Xiao An's feet stopped suddenly, and his watery eyes looked at Pang Yi with a smile: "Who is so scared of you that hurts you?"
"Don't you ... don't you ask for some reason?" Pang Yi scratched her head awkwardly, while lowering her head and kicking the stone on the ground.
"If you don't say it, I'll know where it is?" Knowing that Pang Yi is a poor expression, Xiao An's still not reluctant.
"Of course ..." Pang Yi raised his head awkwardly, and looked at Xiao Anshi with a pair of eyes, whispering, "Of course you are."
In fact, Xiao An was still not very satisfied with Pang Yi's sneaky appearance, but he didn't force him anymore. While continuing to walk forward, he reached out and stroked the thick green pomegranate on the roadside, couldn't help but admire: " I did n’t think there was anything good about this pomegranate tree before, but it was gratifying to look at this time. "
"If you like it, there will be a few pomegranate trees in our house." Pang Yi followed her and reached out, watching the white and tender hands slide gently on the green branches and green leaves. With a dry mouth, look around to make sure there is no one, then reach out and hold the white and tender hand.
"I've never seen anyone who is more clumsy than you," Xiao Anshi looked at the big hand holding his own tightly, and looked back at Pang Yi. "I've never seen anyone prefer to do it than you Foot mover. "
"Who made me a military commander? I have been stupid since I was a child, that is, my hands and feet are good for effort, hehe." Pang Yi was a little proud, and now he held Xiao An's tighter.
"Let's go!" Xiao An's blushed and whispered, "I don't look at the occasion, if I was seen by the grandfather and my wife, I would lose my face!"
Pang Yi was a little reluctant and rubbed Xiao An's hand hard, but he let go.
Xiao Anshi rubbed his hands awkwardly, and was busy changing the topic: "Yes, what kind of small song did Mr. Gu sing just now? I did n’t hear it, but the tune was pretty good."
Pang Yi's mouth twitched: "... you won't like to listen."
"Who said that?" Xiao An's looked up at him. "You can sing it to me again before I know whether I like it or not."
"You don't really like it," Pang Yi said sincerely, "When did I deceive you?"
"No, I will listen!" Xiao An's reluctant, muttering to Pang Yi, "You don't want to sing to me and say straight away, what's the reason for finding such a sound excuse? Huh!"
"Really listen?" Pang Yi sighed and asked helplessly.
"Listen! Especially want to hear." Xiao An's blinked in a hurry.
"Ah!" Pang Yi sighed helplessly, and then hummed whispered into Xiao An's ear, "The peach blossoms in Sanyue are open, lover Lang, you haven't come back, you have untied Xiang Luo Take me out of my pocket ... "
"Shut up for me!" The next second, Xiao An's suddenly covered Pang Yi's mouth and stared at Pang Yi in exasperation. "Who, who made you sing this rap song?"
Pang Yi: "..."
"I ... I didn't know it would be such a song," Xiao Anshi quietly lowered his hand and whispered on the side, "You are right, Mr. Gu is really old."
Pang Yi nodded and nodded like garlic: "You see what I said is right?"