Chapter 242: Yuan Zhou's kindness
"If you want your kid to fake kindness, the old clumsy will flourish. "Mr. Ma did not accept Yuan Zhou'www.biquge.info s kindness.
"I know, but aren't your hands bad? Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.
". Mr. Ma put away all his expressions and said calmly, this sentence poked at his sore spot.
"Wait, I'm done with breakfast. Yuan Zhou said nonchalantly, but the guess in his heart was more certain.
"With Su Mu on your face, to pretend to be pitiful?" Mr. Ma looked really angry, and he was a little speechless.
"No, it's pretty. Yuan Zhou swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said naturally.
"In my humble opinion, it is a trick to win sympathy. Mr. Ma insisted.
"If you think so, that's fine. Yuan Zhou didn't refute, and said quietly, but the movements in his hands did not slow down, and he still ate the porridge in the bowl regularly.
"Want to eat imperial food? Mr. Ma strongly refused.
"Since you said you were trying to win sympathy, can you be a chicken? Yuan Zhou asked calmly.
"Hehe, I haven't seen anything from the old clumsy, what use do you think it can be with Su Mu?" Mr. Ma said with a funny face.
"Okay, I'm done, I can send the bowl back after you finish eating, this bowl is not mine. Yuan Zhou put down his chopsticks and pointed to the porridge that Mr. Ma hadn't touched much.
"Hmph. Mr. Ma snorted heavily, stopped talking, and began to drink porridge quietly, but his brows were furrowed.
At the beginning of this time, Mr. Ma didn't say a word until Yuan Zhou walked away with the square plate.
"It's so young. Mr. Ma looked at Yuan Zhou's back and sighed, and his tone seemed to be a little envious.
And Yuan Zhou, who was walking in the village, was surrounded by several children.
"Li Ping, is this what you mean by people from other villages like us?" one of the fierce-looking young boys asked the grandson who borrowed the old man.
"It's him, Huang Hu, look at the red spots on his face. The old man's grandson, Li Ping, pointed to the red spots on Yuan Zhou's face and said excitedly.
"Hmph, I heard that this man was stung because he was collecting honey. Huang Hu said disdainfully.
"Yes, I heard from my mother in the morning. A little girl echoed it.
"Well, I've heard that, too. "Another little boy stood behind the Yellow Lake, looking the thinnest.
"No, the bag was fine yesterday, but it got up again in the morning. Li Ping was in a hurry, but he couldn't speak clearly.
"That's what bees sting. "The Yellow Lake is the final word.
"No, no, uncle, say it quickly. Li Ping first waved his hand anxiously to a few friends, and then said excitedly at Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou looked at the red spots of different degrees on the faces of several people, nodded slightly, and said naturally, "Well, I also have the same red spots as you." ”
"How do you know the same as we do, in case you know allergies. "Huanghu is obviously a more sensible person, and directly questioned his Yuanzhou.
"The main symptoms of allergies are redness, itching, redness and swelling, small bumps or small red spots, and the main cause of skin allergies is that they are born with allergies and thin stratum corneum, and they have no resistance to external stimuli. Yuan Zhou first said the allergic reaction without panting, looked at a few children in the circle and continued.
"However, I have rough skin and thick flesh, I don't have allergies, and the important thing is that I don't have pain or itch like you. Yuan Zhou said sonorously.
"Can I touch it. Huang Hu thought for a moment and said seriously.
"Yes. Yuan Zhou held the square plate and squatted down carefully.
Huang Hu stretched out his small palm and gently touched Yuan Zhou's face, and indeed felt the small protrusion on Yuan Zhou's face, so that Huang Hu was sure that this was really the same spot as his own people.
"Could it be that you are infected? Huang Hu turned his head and asked the old man's grandson Li Ping seriously.
"No, no, no. Li Ping took a step back and hurriedly waved his hand.
"Really?" Huang Huhu looked at Li Ping suspiciously, not quite convinced.
"If I want to infect my parents and grandfather, how can I infect him. Li Ping said in a hurry.
"That's right. "Huanghu is only now determined.
"How about my brother, will we be okay in the future?" the little girl's big crystal eyes looked at Huang Hu expectantly.
"It's going to be good, and so will mine. Yuan Zhou took over the conversation and said seriously.
"Really, can a chick be cute too. The little girl looked up, and her face was covered with red spots on both sides.
"It's lovely now, too. Yuan Zhou nodded seriously, and with his serious expression, he looked particularly convincing.
"Thank you, brother. The little girl said obediently.
"Hmm. Yuan Zhou smiled on his face, nodded and left.
And these children slowly brought Yuan Zhou's words back to their families, looking at their children's expectant eyes, even the parents who were already desperate couldn't bear to say that it wasn't like this, maybe it wouldn't be good.
In the afternoon, the old man's family borrowed by Yuan Zhou, starting from the old man, all had red spots on their faces, and of course this plant was the sumac wood pulp provided by Yuan Zhou.
The little red dot is like a little love, with the initiation of Yuan Zhou, the response of the old man's family, there are children with red spots on their faces spontaneously asked Yuan Zhou to come to Su Mu Pulp, and began to dot red dots on their faces.
Suddenly there were a bunch of adults and children with red spots on their faces, and it looked like a different scenery.
Sumu is a natural plant fuel used to dye red eggs, which is safe and healthy.
There are more people with red spots on their faces in the village, and those children are no longer afraid of the children who originally had red spots, and of course they can't have friends all of a sudden, but they won't shout monsters at them anymore when they see them.
Children are the purest of demons, and they never know how sharp their unintentional words are.
When the red dot is no longer a maverick but the norm, Yuan Zhou has achieved his goal.
In the evening, Yuan Zhou rented a room.
"Thank you, lad, you still have a way. The old man was holding a leaf cigarette, and his old face with red spots of Sumu was safe.
"You're welcome, Su Mu's method has been handed over to you. Yuan Zhou said politely.
"Now that way, those kids are happy. The old man took a puff of his leaf cigarette and said with satisfaction.
"Hmm. Yuan Zhou smiled and nodded.
"It's a pity that I couldn't convince that stubborn old man to make a chicken, but there are some gold needles here, you can take it home and eat it." The old man was a little regretful, and took out a cloth bag from behind him, which was sun-dried gold needle grinding.
"Thank you, let's talk about it when we have a chance. Yuan Zhou took it with a smile, although he regretted not eating the chicken, he didn't force it.
After all, Yuan Zhou basically guessed the reason why Mr. Ma no longer cooks.
"Okay, I won't disturb your rest, and I'll play next time. The old man was very happy to see Yuan Zhou's subordinates grinding the golden needle, and turned around and left with a smile.
"Good night. Yuan Zhou nodded.
...... (To be continued.) )