Chapter 61: It's hard to do good

The semi-authentic smile on Bei Shi's face finally became more sincere. He held Changan's forehead with one hand, as if he was a child, rubbed two on it with pampering affection, and scolded: Did you call it? Master! "
Changan bowed his head honestly, cooperating with him casually: "Master."
Even if Chang'an smiled, he smiled very subtly. Shanxi and others had never seen his eyebrows bent. The facial features seemed to be warmed up all at once, like a bowl of water in a white porcelain bowl. And there was a layer of inexplicable ripples floating on the water.
Bei Shi's expression faded a bit, and after looking at him for a moment, he felt a little bit of mixed feelings in his heart, as if time was faint and there were no traces. Only in the memory of the little thing that was not higher than his waist wide open Dajiidi some magical work.
Like a bamboo shoot after a rain, he broke through the ground overnight, but in a blink of an eye, he became an adult.
For a moment, Bei Shi didn't know where to start. He just patted his shoulder and sighed, "It's tall, it's fine, but ... it seems a little thinner."
Someone who hasn't seen him for a long time is always a little strange. If he can't tell where the strange is, he always feels he is thinner.
Chang'an also felt that he frowned a little, although his brow was faint and the hip flask was faint.
"The children of other people's families are fed with meals. You are brought up with medicine. You need to eat more, don't pick your mouth, take medicine on time when the season changes, don't think about Lai ..." It stopped abruptly, and those words didn't seem to have time to pass through his mind, and then he just slipped out of his mouth. At this time, he reacted, and immediately coughed a little awkwardly, and stopped his mouth, feeling that he was old.
So he sold nothing to the man who was always with him, pointed to him and said to Chang'an, "This is Hailan. He speaks like a mallet. Don't give him general knowledge."
Then Bei Shi smiled with ridicule, and nodded on Chang'an's forehead: "I have forgotten what I have seen in general. He is a big mallet. You are a small mallet. You two are half-baked."
Chang'an glanced at Hailan, and saw that he had a sense of indignity on his face. Although he was silent, he was also very majestic and majestic. However, at this time, he looked as usual and seemed to be a "maul" to himself. There was no objection to it, so Chang'an also became his kind with peace of mind.
Bei Shi wanted to speak again, but when he reached the mouth, he was blocked by a cough. He frowned, raised his hand to interrupt the words that Chang An wanted to ask, and said dumbly, "I took a few sighs-just a little. Cub, show me the way. "
Chang'an walked ahead to lead the way for them. After turning around, Bei Shi saw the prominent hair band on his hair, and immediately raised his hand to pinch his hair.
Chang'an's teeth stopped with a grin, and his scalp was very painful, but there wasn't any dullness. He just pulled his hair out carefully and asked inexplicably, "Master, what are you doing with my hair?"
Bei Shi pointed at the conspicuous white hair on his hair, narrowed his eyes, and asked with a smile on his skin, "Little cub, tell me, what's the matter?"
When Huayi received the news, his head was two circles wider.
Solimu saw him like a donkey lama, walked around the house for several laps without stopping, and finally couldn't help but say, "You can do it, as for?"
Huayi looked dignified: "I don't think this is a good thing."
Solimu said slowly: "Why didn't you think of good when you were fooled? Now you know what it means to be good and evil."
Huayi stopped and faced Solaim Road: "I also know what is this world newspaper. If you want to walk out of my house standing up, you'd better say something to listen to."
Solimu took a few turtle backs out of his arms and scattered them on the table: "Come, today I will condescend and honor, and I will give you a divination and ask God."
Huayi: "Ask me?"
Solemy stared. "What do you want to ask? I will ask you about marriage ..."
Before this word was finished, he was swept out of the floor by Huayi together with the turtle backs and thrown out of the account. Huayi said to him intently: "I beg you, don't make a mess, take your few pieces of king and eight shells and hurry up!"
Solly climbed up from the ground in a wolf, raised his big hat, and said angrily, "The king eight shells you hatched have patterns! You ..."
His voice stopped abruptly, because he saw the group of people coming over.
This group of people is almost like a spectacle. Beibei struck Chang'an with meteor strides, as if in its own backyard, and walked away without seeing at all. Shanxi and others held the group of businessmen who were huddled into a group, followed inexplicably behind them, and suddenly there was an illusion that they were visiting other people's tribes.
Huayi rubbed two on his face, rubbing it with a smile as much as possible to welcome him, and when he looked up, he was seeing Chang'an trying to block Bei Shi in the doorway from letting him in, and he was afraid to say, "Master You're almost there, don't embarrass him. "
... Huayi simply suspected that the kid was here for the fire.
Bei Shi's face really lived up to expectations, and it became even darker. He glanced around Huayi and finally fell on his small domino hanging on the outside, as if to give the old domino to the disrepair. Staring at a hole, he gritted his teeth and said, "The leader is really a talent."
A talented Huayi leader hurriedly whispered and dared not to dare.
Bei Shi Lengheng raised his hand, picked up Changan's collar, threw him back like a little chicken, and said to Huayi with a golden knife: "Come, please, leader, let's talk. "
Chang'an took a stand for two times and wanted to follow up, but Bei Shi crossed the outside with a glance: "You stand for me, don't move, you are everywhere!"
The footsteps of Chang'an instinctively closed the door and thick account in front of him.
He didn't know if it was time to kick the door open and break in. When was it going to happen, Hailan, who had been like a mouthless mussel, finally spoke, and he stood like a at the door, blocking the way and sweeping Chang'an. At a glance, he really opened his mouth to him like a mallet and said, "Wait, do you know what splint is?"
Changan caught him by surprise, surprised, and looked at him blankly.
There seemed to be a smile flashing on Hailan's face like King Kong, but unfortunately, like his words, it was a flash in the pan, even if it disappeared.
At this time, Solaimu, who was silent for a long time, looked at Hailan, sighed, and came over to him.
His look seemed a bit complicated, and it took a long time before he came to Hai Lan, but he didn't look up, just looked down at his toes.
After a long while, Solaim said softly, "Uncle."
Hailan: "Yes."
Afterwards, the two of them were somehow, like sages, relatively speechless with big eyes and small eyes.
Only Chang'an could not understand this dark tide, such as a bouncing on his body, fidgeting, and trying to listen to the movements several times, unfortunately, he was blocked by Hailan's strict door. No breakthrough was found.
Thinking of the two people inside, he wondered miracleally what "splint gas" in Hailan's mouth meant.
After about an hour of effort, Bei Shi came out of the room, and he didn't know what he said to Huayi. When he came out, his face was still not good, and he inexplicably gave Changan a glance, pointing His nose pointed: "Nothing!"
He hadn't lost one day in his effort. Chang'an didn't know how he was out of luck, but Bei Shi was happy to let him say that he had no temper, and nodded happily when he heard the words.
Bei Shi hated him with a steely look, grabbed his arm and went out: "I live with you these days."
While being dragged by him, Chang'an couldn't help but ask, "Master, why are you here?"
Kitaichi said: "The dogs came at the black wind Park Ya's house."
Chang'an wondered, "They have hatred with you too?"
Bei Shi heard the words for a moment, then asked: "Do you know who Heifeng Pu Ya is?"
Changan nodded: "It's a ghost tribe."
Bei Shi was silent for a moment, and then came to understand that the man who raised Changan had probably not mentioned anything about the Qinglong tribe to him, but he did not intend to live up to the hard work of the dead person, so Passing by in a vague manner, perfunctoryly said, "Well, the ghost tribe is not always a good thing. In the early years, there were many enemies, and it was not unusual for me-don't talk nonsense, weird, go away."
Solimu slowly slid his hands back into his sleeves, and said to Huayi, who did not know when to stand on the side: "Fate, there is really no way."
Huayi raised his eyelids indifferently: "Who?"
"Chang'an." Solaim sighed.
Huayi lazily couldn't lift the momentum, only felt that it was better to go to sleep on the cold bed alone to guard the wall in the middle of the night, and he sneered with a smile: "Why didn't I see where his life is good?"
Solimu shook his head and said, "Since he was born, what has been good to him has been good to him without being adulterated, and bad to him is not malicious at all, so no one has ever thought about him. , And no one has ever lied to him, so that he has never been defensive, so he is frank, isn't it because of good life? "
After he had finished speaking, he turned his head and said to Huayi with a burning look: "For a few days, I have calculated carefully, Heifeng Puya is almost in a hurry. If the cold weather is today, they don't know whether the food is enough or not. We ca n’t wait until spring next year if we ca n’t. "
Huayi's gaze fixed: "How do you know."
Solimu stretched out a finger, and the cuffs of his cuffs were gently lifted by the wind. He closed his eyes and, after a long while, whispered, "You listen, the wind has changed. "