The owner of the bun shop was a man in his thirties, tall and large, and spoke with a rough taste.

"This Daoist, you're from the south, right?" the boss said enthusiastically to Xuan Wei.

"The poor road comes from Suzhou and Hangzhou. Xuanwei replied.

The boss smiled, and then said, "I don't look like a southerner when I hear your accent." But how did you come to a place like ours, Daoist?"

Across the river from Goryeo, it can be said to be one of the most border areas in the country, and at the end of the year, there are not even as many southerners as there are people smuggling across the river.

"Let's be lost!" Xuan Wei replied a little helplessly.

When the boss heard this, he was secretly speechless in his heart, how kind of idiot must he have to get lost here? If he hadn't come to the town, would this Taoist priest have crossed the river directly, crossed the guard line, and entered the land of Goryeo?

After all, it is the Northeast master, and the boss is quite enthusiastic to solve the problem for Xuanwei: "There is a shuttle bus to the city in our town, and you can take the train back to the south from the big city after a little transfer." ”

Afraid that Xuanwei would get lost again, the boss also deliberately pointed out the direction of the station for Xuanwei and described the walking route in detail.

With the help of the technique of listening to the sound and identifying the position, although Xuanwei can't see the direction pointed by the boss with his eyes, he can hear the general direction of the finger by listening.

Besides, it's really not good, and Ash is in charge of leading the way!

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, thank you for your advice!" Xuan Wei thanked.

Just as the boss was about to say something, a boy hurriedly ran over, pulled the boss's clothes, and said urgently with a crying voice: "Dad, Mom, she's sick!"

"Congcong, don't cry in a hurry, say slowly, what's going on?" the boss picked up the boy, his face full of doting.

The boy named Cong Cong sobbed a few times, then stopped crying, choked up and replied: "Mom was washing clothes at home, and suddenly fainted, the eldest sister touched Mom's forehead, saying that Mom has a high fever, let me call you home quickly." ”

"I was fine when I went out in the morning, why didn't I have a high fever?" the boss twisted his eyebrows, as if talking to himself.

After a pause, the boss touched the head of his son in his arms very distressedly, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter with your sisters, why did you let you come out to me alone? What if you meet a bad person and are abducted?"

"The eldest sister and the second sister were busy using wet towels to apply their mother's forehead and wipe their bodies, and the third sister was looking for antipyretic medicine at home, but they couldn't pull out. The boy explained.

The boss put down the boy and said in pieces while packing up his things: "Tsk!

The boy pursed his lips, looked like he wanted to say something, and silently helped the boss clean up.

After a while, the boss cleaned up the stall and beckoned the boy to get on his tricycle.

"Dao Chief, there is a bit of a rush at home, I'm sorry!" the boss kicked into the car and apologized to Xuanwei.

"Lay man hurry home, the patient is important!" Xuan Wei waved his hand.

After the boss pedaled three wheels away, Xuan Wei couldn't help but shake his head.

There is no doubt that the boss is a very enthusiastic Northeast man, but his attitude towards his wife and daughter really makes people feel a little patriarchal.

Especially under the foil of his doting look in his mouth when he looked at his son, which highlighted his contempt for his wife and daughter.

To be reasonable, are you worried that your son will encounter bad people and be abducted, but you won't be co-authored with your daughter?

After hearing that his wife fainted with a fever, his first reaction was not to go home immediately, but to clean up the stall first?

Obviously, in the brains of the boss, the feudal idea of male superiority and inferiority of women is still deeply rooted.

In today's society, aside from some machismo straight male cancers and some feminist with feminism, most people are willing to accept and pursue the principle of equality between men and women.

If the words and deeds of the owner of the bun shop are photographed and posted on the Internet, it will definitely attract accusations and scolding.

Some sick feminist fighters are not allowed to come up and bite like mad dogs?

At best, they persuade people to divorce, women should be self-reliant, and at worst, they vigorously criticize the danger of women's rights in China, and how to get the moon round in foreign countries.

Abandoning quality to talk about human rights, and using gender to talk about things, whether male or female, is playing hooliganism!

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came to an open place and sat down, Xuanwei took out the meat bun he had just bought and fed it to Xiao Ash and Erha, while he picked up the vegetable bun and ate it.

The size of the bun is quite big, and the filling is also very real, Xuanwei is full after eating two fruit wine.

It's Erha, a foodie, who swallows a big meat bag in three or two bites, and destroys a bag of meat in the blink of an eye.

In the end, even the remaining vegetable buns went into Erha's bottomless pit.

"You two goods, you can really eat!" Xuan scolded with a smile.

"Huh~~~" Erha arched Gong Xuanwei's legs and flattered him obediently.

Xuan Wei somewhat understood why Erha's appetite had increased greatly, and it could indeed absorb energy by absorbing the two turbidity qi now, but the lack of spiritual energy in this place was far inferior to the big mountain village in the mountains, and there was not much turbidity qi to absorb, and the energy it could provide was quite limited.

In order to meet physiological needs, and in order to accumulate energy and continuously develop the power of the bloodline, Erha had to absorb energy as much as possible by eating.

"It's good to take you away from Dashan Village, otherwise if you are allowed to eat with an open stomach, Dashan Village will not give you food!" Xuan Wei said with a chuckle.

To make up for it, the villagers of Dashan Village, who finally had a chance to get rid of poverty, were actually miserable because of the unspeakable hardship of supporting Erha, and the road to prosperity was ruined by the heavy burden of "dog food".

When Erha heard Xuanwei mention Dashan Village, he thought of his little brother Goudan when he landed, and he was stunned for a while.

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, don't have a taste in your heart!

In this situation, Erha instantly sang a lot, and when he raised his head, he wanted to sing a song to express his longing for the dog.

Just as Erha opened his voice and opened his mouth to hum, a motorcycle drove by quickly, and at the same time, an iron ring suddenly fell around its neck.

The special iron ring suddenly tightened, strangled Erha's neck deeply, and dragged its body along.

Stupid!

Erha didn't react for a while, what is the situation? I was brewing emotions, why was I caught in the neck with an iron ring? I was kidnapped?

Soon, Erha's mood turned from stunned to angry.

Lao Tie, this iron ring is strangled around the neck, a little uncomfortable!

Who gave you the courage to drag the latte around your neck when the king was about to show off his singing voice?

A trace of red blood flashed in his eyes, and the power of the blood in Erha's body burst out, and his limbs violently exerted force, as if they were rooted on the ground.

The iron ring was constantly tightened, and he couldn't get into even an inch of Erha's flesh and skin.

Boom~~~

In the crisp sound, the live buckle of the iron ring was actually collapsed!