The disease of fast wearing is too charming

Chapter 873 This Snake Meat Is Really Delicious!
The small village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the folk customs are simple and simple.

Get up early in the morning, open your eyes, organize your appearance, and go out with a basket.

you will see.

Basically, they will take out their own food from door to door and exchange it with other houses. The crowd is bustling and lively, so envious!

In the crowd, a child in rough linen clothes, less than one meter tall and 7, shuttled back and forth among the coming and going crowd.

From time to time, I walked along a sweet potato, sweet potato, a vegetable, red dates, etc. from the villagers, but no one found it.

It was already noon when he returned home with the bulging pile of vegetables stuffed into his clothes for protection.

"Little boy, whose property did you take? Give some to grandpa?"

A few meters away from the child's house, stood an old man in his seventies, leaning on a wooden stick as a crutch in his hand. His white beard was really long and messy.

Gives people a feeling that it doesn't look very clean.

When the child heard the voice of the old man in his seventies, he subconsciously raised his head vigilantly, pretending to be menacing, and glared at the old man in his seventies.

"Damn old man, you are not my grandfather!" The child rolled his eyes and roared crisply.

The [-]-year-old man smiled cheerfully, "Little guy has a big temper, your father asked me to pass a message to you, saying that he will go out for a couple of days, and your food will be eaten at our neighbors first. "

The child gave a dry 'ah' when he heard the words, and looked at the old man in his seventies with a face full of shame, "...that's how it is."

He smiled embarrassedly, scratched his head, took out a very good-looking sweet potato from his clothes, and stuffed it to the seventy-year-old man, "Hmph, this is for you."

Standing on tiptoe, he put the sweet potato into the rough palm of the seventy-year-old man, and the child ran back to his home in a bouncing manner.

"Little boy." The seventy-year-old man looked at the sweet potato in his hand, stared at the child's back for a while, and then walked home slowly leaning on the wooden stick.

Azure.

The child's name is Guhan.

Lonely and helpless, poor and poor.

I guess it was him.

Guhan is an orphan, he is the only butcher in the village, Su Run, a child picked up by the hunter.

At that time, Xiaotuanzi was not full-term, when Su Run picked him up, he was only wrapped in a swaddling baby, and a jade pendant was wrapped around his hand.

Two big characters were engraved on the jade pendant.

It's the word "lonely cold".

Su Run, the butcher, was also a reckless man who didn't know a single word. Although his name sounded gentle, his character was actually a rough guy.

Maybe it was because he was almost 30 years old and hadn't married a daughter-in-law. Su Run picked up Gu Han in a moment of kindness, and he took care of Gu Han carefully as a father and mother.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

The little dumpling that was not full-term at the beginning has grown into a quirky, white and tender little baby.

Gu Han didn't know anything else, he knew a thing or two about stealing, cheating, and cheating.

I often take a few gadgets from the merchants when they are not paying attention.

There is something to eat, something to drink, and something to play with.

Sometimes when the merchants find out, at most they just scold them, take back the things that were taken away, and let it go.
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I'm going to be hungry these days.

Gu Han rubbed his stomach, and carried a bunch of things into the house.

Their family has a wooden house anyway!
It is better than other people, whose home is an earthen house!

The wooden house can shelter from wind and rain.

The most fortunate thing is that the roof of their house does not leak.

As usual, he put the food he had arrived on the stove, and Gu Han frowned.

　Second more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)