Chapter 7: The Mountain Wind (7) (6)
On several occasions, he secretly returned to his hometown. This is where your foundation lies. When he was cornered, he couldn't help but want to run home.
What's more, Xingzi lives in his hometown. The constant flesh-and-blood relationship is also one of the main reasons why he always wants to run home.
However, every time he stood on the edge of the town and looked into the depths of the mountains, he mustered up the courage to go home again and again, but he let himself out again and again.
Over the years, he has returned to the town no less than five times, and he has come and gone again and again.
This time, he was able to run back bravely, on the one hand, because he was a few years old, and the idea of returning to his roots tortured him to death.
On the other hand, he was completely tired of his life, which was so headless and clueless. Although life outside is free, it is not a game in the end.
Moreover, he was thinking more and more about the apricot boy. As soon as I saw the baby cub on the road, I couldn't help but think of the apricot boy.
Even when he hears someone shouting about his child, he will think of Apricot Boy. This kind of emotional torture is the most unbearable for him.
Finally, he still stubbornly stepped into Xinghua Village, which did not have much impression and feelings. In the six months since he returned to the village, he really felt the benefits of having a home, and felt the bitterness and helplessness of wandering outside.
He slept with the full moon in his arms every night, and he felt that the previous life was not a human life. This is the sun and the moon of people.
He was grateful for the good things of the full moon, but he looked down on the stupidity of the villagers. In the past six months, he has always looked at this dilapidated village with a conceited and proud mentality, and looked at the group of narrow-minded villagers in the village who have never seen the world.
This mentality makes him always reveal a kind of superiority and conceit that cannot be concealed. There is only one thing that makes him always linger.
That is Xingzai's disapproval of himself, and Zhu'er's wariness and indifference to himself.
As for Zhu'er's vigilance and coldness, he didn't take it to heart. After all, it's not his own flesh and blood, so he can do whatever he wants, let him go.
Due to the full moon, in some details of life, he had to accommodate him. Only Xingzai's attitude makes him unable to let go at all times and can't stand it.
He thought that as long as he worked hard to hold this cub, it might be good after a long time. Mao Lin led people to petition and dismantle the table of the xylophone, but Mao Xiang didn't care at first.
Ever since he had a fight with Mao Lin, Mao Xiang has never taken him seriously. They despise his abilities and even more despise his personality.
He also told the full moon that when he saw Maolin jumping around blindly, there was an ugly day when he was ugly. When the time comes, he won't even know how to die.
However, he slowly realized that things were not as simple as he imagined. Maolin was not making trouble in the village, but coming directly to the xylophone, which was to embarrass the xylophone.
This made him angry, angry with Maolin. After all, the xylophone is his own sister-in-law. If you mess with her, you will be tantamount to making trouble with your own façade.
Of course, his lush face is not good-looking, and he is despised by outsiders in a bunch. He even felt that Mao Lin was retaliating for fighting with him.
is called to ask for an explanation for the villagers, but in fact, in order to take revenge on himself, he uses his brother and sister-in-law as a target, and his heart is extremely vicious.
An idea came to me, don't you Maolin can, don't you think that no one dares to support the xylophone, I Maoxiang is not finished with you.
If you want to communicate, I will deal with it. If you want to come to martial arts, I will accompany you. Gathering crowds to make trouble is the old business that I left behind, and you are much more tender.
[End of Chapter]