Shan He Biao Li

Chu Huan parked the car at the entrance of the supermarket, got out of the car and bought a box of Oden and a pack of milk, and then opened the trunk, took the frightened little girl out of it, and put it on the ground: "Give it, eat it."

The little girl was just a little bit tall and stood taller than Chu Huan's thighs. She froze for a long time and took the food to her in a hurry. She took out Gong Gong and took a bite.

She was probably really hungry, and she could n’t stop until she ate a bite. After she cooked a bowl of Kanto and ate it cleanly, she was awkwardly tearing the milk straw with her chubby claws. She was not very happy to ask, "How do you know me In your car? "

Chu Huan touched in his pocket for a long time, and found a simple signal transmitter for tracking. He raised his hand and put the thing on the head of the little girl. He lifted his trousers and squatted down: "We learned to leave home just five years old. Run away? You are really capable-how many years have you been the first one to dare to put a tracker on my back? "

The little girl was unhappy: "Will you send me back?"

This little girl is the granddaughter of Lao Wang, her nickname is Ming Ming.

Lao Wang has a pair of grandchildren of dragons and phoenixes. The two children not only look different, but also have very different personalities. The girl didn't know what radiation was in her mother's stomach and grew into a little freak.

Her IQ is obviously higher than that of her children of the same age, so she ca n’t play with others. She has a very lonely personality and is extremely disobedient. She may have a strong feeling for her. Anyway, her biological parents ca n’t keep her from growing up so big That is to say, Pharaoh ... and Chu Huan, the uncle who can't be beaten by the eight poles, speaks a little.

Chu Huan asked blankly: "Send you back, and then you find another opportunity to run? Arguing with your brother, and not allowing your mother to say, just run away from home after a few words, why are you so atmospheric? Your mother I also scolded my younger brother. How can people accept it with humility? "

Clearly lowered his head: "Because he is a fool."

Chu Huan sighed, foreseeing that the girl had grown up to be a thorn, so she picked up her back collar and took her into the car with a cat pose: "Oh, go, genius, I can't catch the flight."

He was clearly sitting in his car, swinging left and right in the car excitedly: "Uncle Chu Huan, can you take me back to your house?"

"Sit well, don't move, I don't have a child seat in my car," Chu Huan glanced at her, pointed out sharply, "Do you know that the ticket needs to use your account book?"

Suddenly, this preschool-age talented child obviously does not have this common sense: "What should I do?"

Chu Huan sneered unkindly: "Relax, your grandfather bought the ticket for you."

Obviously surprised: "How did my grandfather find out?"

"Nonsense, your mother also knows." Chu Huan continued to attack her, "Do you still think that you have planned a successful escape for more than a month? It's telling you the truth, they are more at ease with me, just to make you blind. Running."

The little girl's fragile self-esteem was immediately knocked out by the top.

In particular, these words that hit people from life are idols, and it seems that the long-planned and vigorous running away from home has become a downright joke. This huge setback makes the gifted children unbearable.

Chu Huan has spent a lot of time with the wild children of the Shoushan people in recent years, and his black face sings more and more handy. In this regard, he has gained a true biography of the Luger patriarch. Afraid of him, Chu Huan made up his mind to give her a lesson. Tie Shi was heartbroken and let the little girl beside her heartbroken, crying all the way to the settlement of the Liyi people.

In recent years, thanks to the local economic development, the road from the county town to the township has been greatly expanded, and the car can be driven as far as the distance from the river of the Liyi tribe less than forty miles, the remaining distance Even if there is no horse, you can walk on foot. You do n’t have to ride a lot of horses on Tianshan Road in the same way as when Chu Huan first arrived here.

When he arrived, there was no accident that Nanshan had led the horse to wait for him at the intersection.

As long as Chu Huan comes back, regardless of the weather, Nanshan will pick him up with a big white horse without any trouble.

Every time I saw the familiar shadow at the far end of the road, Chu Huan felt that the difference between "the backcountry" and "the scenic spot" was a Nanshan for him.

Looking up clearly at Nanshan and Gaotou Ma, I didn't know what to call. Chu Huan gently pushed a hand on her back: "Call aunt."

Nanshan: "Don't talk nonsense-where are the children?"

Chu Huan: "My granddaughter, my godfather, took her to play for two days. When I came back to work, I took her back."

Nanshan lowered his head and found that the little girl was staring right at him.

She has a thin skin and tender meat, a small dress, and a small backpack carrying a rabbit diagonally. It is not like a species with the monkeys in the family. Suddenly, Nanshan couldn't help but lower her voice, lest she should move Big scared her.

He bent down, put his voice very softly, and reached out one hand clearly: "Do you want to ride a horse?"

Lonely and obviously not only do not love to play with children of the same age, but also easy to recognize life for adults, but very strange, she actually felt Nanshan very kind when she met for the first time, and soon, she sat happily on her Immediately, she left her cold-hearted idol of life behind her head.

"You came back just right," Nanshan said while carefully supporting Ming Ming, "Huan Men turned around last night, the gatekeeper brothers were there, and the family was lively."

Chu Huan was taken aback for a while, then he looked at it with a slightly complicated look, and he made an unclear "Oh" sound. Mingming looks like her mother when she was a child. Chu Huan didn't know how Yuan Ping would feel when she saw her.

In the past few years, Yuan Ping asked Chu Huan to bring him all kinds of things back to his dad many times, but he did not leave the river half a step. He crownedly claimed that the gatekeeper has never crossed the river since ancient times. It is a rule.

But they all know that although Ruger is indifferent, he is not really impersonal. He has no bottom line for his cheap "son". Yuan Ping wants to go back and see. Will Ruger stop it?

However, Yuan Ping couldn't pass his own level.

No one can be resurrected from death. He can no longer be regarded as an individual. When he remembers his relatives and friends, he always feels timid near home. Yuan Ping asked Chu Huan to take several videos of his father with his mobile phone, and every time he got it, he would put it down all night, until he ran out of power on his mobile phone, but the trip he could go back was dragged.

There was no chance until it was delayed-his father died years ago.

But as expected, Yuan Ping froze as soon as he saw it.

However, he turned his head around Nanshan's thigh and hid himself behind Nanshan. Only one head was shown in a trembling voice—not Yuan Ping's scary look, but the big snake behind him.

Xiaolu does n’t have a sense of weight loss and weight loss. It ’s okay on the mountain side. Every time he meets the holy spring there, it seems to have been drought for a long time, and he has to drink for months and for months. Now, its waistline has grown from a strap to a door post.

In another circle, it can almost hold a person on its head.

Nanshan leaned over and picked up Ming Ming, let the little girl sit on his shoulders, turned his head and said to Xiao Green, "The child is afraid of you, don't get too close."

As a snake, Xiaolu consciously was very handsome and handsome, but was the first time he was dismissed because of his appearance, and he was suddenly hit. He slumped his head against Yuan Ping's shoulder.

Yuan Ping, however, had no mood to comfort it. He looked at the little girl passing by her shoulders blankly, unable to say the whole thing, and grabbed Chu Huan: "She ... she ... she is ..." "

"Well, Lulu's daughter."

Yuan Ping “ah”, for a long while, the shocked expression slowly settled. Then, his eyebrows dropped, making people unable to see the expression clearly, it seemed a bit lonely, and it seemed to be just dazed: “Already ... Big? "

Chu Huan suddenly said a little bit of vicissitudes when he said: "Isn't it? They are almost going to elementary school."

Yuan Ping remained silent for a long time: "What's her name? What do you like to play?"

Chu Huan: "Why don't you ask yourself?"

Yuan Ping was taken aback, and then he saw Chu Huan raised his head in a certain direction and said hello: "Patriarch Ruger."

Yuan Ping was taken aback, and for an unknown reason, he looked at Ruger's direction, but Ruger just nodded his head lightly at Chu Huan, raised his hand to summon Xiaolu, and looked at Yuan deeply A glance.

Ruger: "If you want to go, it's not impossible."

At that time, Nanshan had a touch of contact with the river, and Ruger was furious, almost turning the mountain guard upside down.

Now, he pretended to be an understatement and made the biggest concession to Yuan Ping in his life.

After speaking, Ruger, as if afraid of repenting, turned away with Xiaolu.

Yuan Ping couldn't care about the little girl who was exactly the same as old love, and he didn't hesitate to catch up with the girl: "Patriarch!"

No one knows what Yuan Ping chased up and said to Ruger. Anyway, when he appeared again, it was as if he had broken the dust edge. He just laughed and said a lot, and was met by a genius child from hair to toes. After A's contempt, she roasted her a piece of meat smeared with honey like a bone, thus winning the cheap and superficial friendship of the child.

From beginning to end, he didn't mention anything about the river, as if he had never been there.

Mingping had eaten enough from Yuan Ping, he abandoned him, and tossed Chu Huan again.

Chu Huan stuffed Mingming into the patriarch ’s small attic with a tired face, and sat down on the bedside of her head: "I still have to tell a story-why are you so troubled, ancestor? Alas ... there used to be a turtle and a rabbit ... … "

When the words fell, he frowned and interrupted him clearly: "Uncle Chu Huan, do you think my IQ is difficult?"

Chu Huan pinched his eyebrows: "Okay-there used to be a princess. My mother died with my father. My father is a long-term married stepmother ..."

Clearly hit him on the arm, very dissatisfied: "Humph!"

Chu Huan's patience was completely exhausted: "There used to be a child who didn't sleep well every day, and always made trouble to listen to the story, so one day he died, well, after finishing the talk, you can sleep."

He clearly felt the perfunctory he could not speak, and used the killer, his mouth flattened, and his tears had been turned around in his eyes.

"Oh good, tell a story, tell a story ..." After a stalemate, Chu Huan finally compromised irritably, "I have never seen you such a troublesome boy."

But what to say, Chu Huan thought about it for a long while, and said: "Well, there used to be a seed. It wanted to grow up and grow up to the size of a world. All the rules in it-such as the autobiography of the earth, Gravity, the grass is green, the sugar is sweet, etc. are all rules it makes ... "

He spoke clearly not fascinating, but obviously he became more and more energetic. After half an hour, Chu Huan said dryly, and bowed his head, and found that she didn't mean to close her eyes at all. "Finally, we burned the seed, so that's it, let's go to sleep."

Obviously said: "I know, you are telling the story of the universe's big runaway!"

Chu Huan: "... Child, what kind of mobile game is the universe's" big runaway "?"

Obviously, he is probably smarter than other children. However, after all, he is a preschool child. He is also clever and smart, and can only say from the words and words she accidentally heard while watching TV: "It is a very small ... "

"seed."

"Seed," clearly compared, "then bang, and grow into a very big ..."

She was poor again.

Chu Huan took off his glasses and wiped them, whispering: "Universe."

He nodded vigorously: "The universe where the seeds have grown has also grown up!"

Chu Huan pulled up the quilt, tucked her in, and said simply and rudely: "Yeah, you are so powerful, it's time to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave with his legs raised, but he clearly grabbed his clothes by the corner and asked a sharp question: "Are we living in a seed?"

Chu Huan stepped: "Guess what?"

He thought about it for a long time in annoyance: "We may live outside a seed, we may live in a seed, we may live in a good seed, or we may live in a bad seed, right? "

Chu Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, suspecting that the child might not be in a group because of his IQ.

Obviously more and more puzzled: "Where are we?"

"I don't know," Chu Huan replied softly, "No one knows where he is, understand? Okay, I know you don't understand

——I beg you, go to bed quickly. "

"I don't dare to sleep," obviously flat mouth, "What if I am in a bad seed?"

Chu Huan hesitated for a long time, bent down and said to the little girl: "If you don't know where you are in a certain second, then you are actually the same wherever you are. At this time, you have to spend this second well, don't be jealous. But if you know that you are in a bad seed in a second, then do n’t deceive yourself. From this second, try to escape—well, I know you still do n’t understand, so this is just a story, only Insects can live in seeds, sleep. "

After Chu Huan finished speaking, he gently took the hem of his shirt out of the little girl's hand and turned off the light for her.

While he was telling a story, the sound of Ye Di outside the window didn't stop until Chu Huan closed the door, Nanshan put down the leaves, turned his face to smile at him, and handed Chu Huan a hand.

As long as you do n’t deceive yourself, and you always think of clarity, then—with me, it ’s true.

END.