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Little beggar: "Don't make such a joke."

Hearing his calm tone, Cong Rong heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Okay, okay, I'm not joking, that, why don't you go back with me first?"

The little beggar glanced at him and fell silent. After a while, he said: "No need, Jiuxiao Mountain, I will go by myself later."

Cong Rong thought that he was just perfunctory, but still said worriedly: "Do you know him? What if you get poisoned again before you arrive? You'd better go with me, just drop by."

The little beggar refused again and again: "No, I can ask someone for the way. Also, I know my own body best, so you don't need to worry about it."

If it weren't for his tone being much calmer than before, and the original anger dissipated, Cong Rong almost thought that he was deliberately contradicting himself again.

Seeing that he was determined to do so, Cong Rong pursed his lips, the worry still lingering on his face, tilted his head and said: "Well, then you just need to tell the people on the mountain that you are here for help from some peak Lin Shuangyue, they will definitely let you in."

The little beggar nodded slightly.

Cong Rong stared at him for a while, then asked, "What's your name?"

He lowered his head and hesitated, "I..."

Cong Rong was a little discouraged and said: "I still don't want to say it... Forget it, I don't have to know."

After the little beggar heard the words, he suddenly looked up at him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the person in front of him looking at the blue sky through the door of the inn. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, patted his head, and said with a sad face: "Oops!" Damn it, I haven't even bought that guy's flower shoes! It's over, it's over, and I have to be scolded again!"

"..."

Flower shoes?woman?

The little beggar asked, "Will you buy it for your mother?"

Cong Rong didn't understand why he asked such a question, he was stunned for a few seconds, then turned to look at him, and replied blankly: "No."

Hearing this, the little beggar curled up his hands behind his back, lowered his head and stared at the floor, and said flatly, "Oh, so."

Seeing him a little strange, Cong Rong glanced at him inexplicably, the other party seemed to be aware of this gaze, and turned his head silently, deliberately not looking at him.

Cong Rong thought that the other party thought why he was still staying there, so he said: "Then I'll leave first, you take care."

"Ah."

There was a very soft sound, but Cong Rong still heard it.

But when he reached the door, he stopped, turned his head to look at him, and said again, as if worried, "You must go."

The little beggar raised his head and said again: "Yes."

Cong Rong smiled silently, and suddenly felt how he became so verbose and meddling in his own business.

Obviously, they just met by chance and didn't have much friendship, but he still wanted to get close to him inexplicably and wanted to help him wholeheartedly.However, this help is not because of sympathy, but because I feel that this person is a bit interesting from the bottom of my heart.

Cong Rong showed her white teeth, smiled sweetly at him, turned her head back, and walked out with her arms on her head.

He didn't know that after he walked away, the ragged boy was still looking at his back intact.

There seemed to be a stream of light floating in those eyes that were as dark as a cold pool. He looked at his dirty hands, touched his dirty face, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly raised his sleeve and rubbed it vigorously on his face. Rubbing, wiping off a stain, he looked at the cuff with a calm face, and then sighed deeply.

Really dirty.

……

...so embarrassing.

The sky gradually became gray, and Cong Rong didn't go to buy shoes immediately after leaving the inn, but went shopping for a long time before finally buying them.

After he bought a pair of the cheapest floral shoes at the discount store introduced by the girl in the city, he walked into Cong Quan's room in a big way, put the shoes on his index finger, spun them up, and then flung them on the ground. On the table, he said without hesitation: I bought it for you, so much trouble.

There are now three people in the room forming a table, namely Cong Quan, Jiang Wuzhe, and his mother Gu Yanxue.

Cong Quan was just comforting his wife who had come back after a lot of hard work, and seeing the series of behaviors that Cong Rong made after rushing in without warning, he lowered his head and stared straight at the red-coloured woman on the table. The floral shoes inlaid with small gold edgings, and she was instantly shocked that her nose was not a nose or an eye.

Gu Yanxue was still sniffling, unaware, while Jiang Wuzhe folded his arms, leaned against the wall and chuckled a few times, jokingly said, "Maybe we can try."

Cong Quan's face was gloomy and terrifying, he got up "shua", walked barefoot in front of Cong Rong, and looked down at him fiercely. After a long time, he raised his hand and struck him on the forehead.

Cong Rong was lucky enough to avoid it, and said in a literal way: "At that time, you asked me to buy shoes for you, but you didn't say what kind of shoes you bought. Now that I bought them for you, why are you beating me?"

Cong Quan slapped him again: "You can't tell if I'm a man or a woman!"

Cong Rong bent down, dodged it again, ran up behind Gu Yanxue who was crying and having fun, and said brazenly, "Mother, dad beat me!"

Therefore, Gu Yanxue took advantage of the topic and cried even harder: "There is no way, your father is a big man who is famous all over the world after all, I can't control it, son, just bear it, and I will take it with you when I have a chance someday. You go together!"

Cong Quan: "..."

He helped his forehead helplessly, thinking that he really couldn't stand this pair of mother and son.

Jiang Wuzhe at the side showed a nonchalant smile, walked over with folded arms, patted Cong Quan on the shoulder, and said, "Forget it, your wife and children have personalities, it's not a bad thing."

Cong Quan said exhaustedly: "Yes, yes, each of them really has their own personality..."

"Oh, that's right." Cong Rong, who was nestled in Gu Yanxue's arms, said suddenly, "When you and your mother go back to the mountain, you should meet a sixteen or seventeen-year-old man who was poisoned. Take him back and let your junior sister treat him."

Cong Quan raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, did you cause trouble again?"

As he spoke, he unconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but was forced back by Gu Yanxue's eyes.

Cong Rong said with a smile: "You are wrong, not only did I not cause trouble today, but I also did a good deed."

Cong Quan's eyes almost flew into the sky.

good thing?

What kind of personality of his own son would he not know?

Thank God for not causing trouble, I can't imagine what good things this stinky brat can do.

"Come on." Cong Quan curled his lips, he simply didn't believe what he said, "Just looking at your muddy body, I know it must be something bad."

Cong Rong blinked, and looked down at the mud that rolled all over his body when he was confronting the little beggar.In addition, he is still a little disgraced now, and he looks like he has fought with someone outside, and he is a little embarrassed.

Jiang Wuzhe followed Cong Quan's line of sight and looked at Cong Rong.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you can see the clue at a glance.

He asked, "Why do you have footprints on your body?"

Cong Rong didn't expect him to be so observant, so he said nonchalantly, "Oh, it's just been kicked a few times."

He didn't take this seriously, but Cong Quan next to him became hairy, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "What, you got kicked, which bastard kicked him? See if you don't run to cut him right away!"

Dare to kick his baby?

I wonder if he is the only one who can kick his baby?

What kind of pheasant can break ground on his head!

Cong Rong knew what he was thinking, and was not moved at all. He said, "It's just a little beggar. It doesn't matter. And when we leave the city, I don't want to stay here anymore."

The people here are really good and very bad, and the bad are very bad.

For example, the girls he met before were very gentle and nice.But thinking that there are many people who can say such vicious words to a teenager, the mood suddenly becomes very dull again.

"It's getting late now, how about staying another night?" Cong Quan turned to look at Jiang Wuzhe and Gu Yanxue.

Gu Yanxue raised her sleeves to cover her face halfway, and said, "Yes, but I want to share a room with A Rong."

It was clear that he didn't want to sleep with Cong Quan.

Cong Quan suppressed the embarrassment on his expression and looked at the people around him: "Then... Brother Jiang, do you mind sharing a room with me?"

Don't reject me, it would be too embarrassing if you reject me!

Jiang Wuzhe looked at Cong Quan with a smile on his face, and said, "I don't care."

After hearing this answer, he breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be reserved and smiled: "That's how it is."

night--

The chirping of crickets sounded outside, Cong Rong straightened the quilt on the bed for Gu Yanxue, and settled down her delicate and frail mother, feeling unable to sleep, she quietly slipped into Cong Quan's room to go.

He didn't go in immediately, but poked a small hole in the paper window on the door, looking a bit sneaky, and looked in secretly.

He wanted to see what the relationship between Cong Quan and Jiang Wuzhe was!

However, everything works fine.

These two people were nothing more than drinking tea and chatting, other than that, they didn't talk about any strange topics, let alone do anything strange.

But it is true that they are not ordinary friends. After all, Cong Quan and Jiang Wuzhe seemed to be smiling happily when chatting.He is optimistic and loves to laugh, but this is the first time he can laugh so happily.

Cong Rong muttered, "No, this is not what I thought."

Then he heard Jiang Wuzhe in the room say, "I'll go downstairs and ask for some tea." Then he got up and walked to the door.