Chapter Twenty-Eight: On the Eve of the Prayer for Rain
"Ah......h
When he was reprimanded, the child looked dazed and innocent, "Didn't you ask me to dismantle it casually, Uncle Hai?"
"I asked you to dismantle it?"
Hainan Hua made him angry, "I'll let you dismantle it casually, then you should put it back?"
"I'll put it back. ”
When he said this, his mouth was curled, and his expression and tone were full of grievances.
Hainan Hua only then knew that Madara just didn't put his share back.
Hainan Hua was so angry that he shook the folding fan, as if he wanted to shake the folding fan in his hand.
When Hainan Hua found Dong Wusheng, who was feeding the cat, and talked about it, the child squatted on the side, rarely showing some nervous expression.
"Oh, Alena already told me about this," Dong Wusheng's reaction was almost cold.
"Neither what I dismantled, nor what I dismantled...... What's my business?"
Dong Wusheng shrugged his shoulders and replied.
Hainan Hua: "......"
So Dong Wusheng learned from Hainan Hua that her things had not been dismantled, but they were just dismantled and put back together.
Dong Wusheng: "......"
"It's the same as when you put it back!"
Madara hurriedly explained.
Dong Wusheng raised his eyebrows and nodded expressionlessly, not looking like he was going to settle the matter.
Seeing this scene, Hainan Hua shook the folding fan and left satisfied.
"I didn't mean to ......"
The child walked up to Dong Wusheng in frustration and admitted his mistake.
"You don't like Hainan Hua?"
As soon as Madara lowered his head, his fluffy curly hair dangled in front of Dong Wusheng's eyes, Dong Wusheng stared at a knot on the top of his hair for a while, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand to give him a cut.
"No ......"
Madara shook his head a little frustratedly, paused, and nodded slightly, "A little bit ......"
"But I really didn't mean to......"
Madara raised his head, looked at Dong Wusheng and replied very seriously: "At first, I really just accidentally broke it, but I put it back as it was, Uncle Hai saw it, I saw that he seemed to be very happy, and told me to dismantle it casually, I thought he wanted me to continue to dismantle it......"
"So you always dismantle things in Hainan?"
Looking at Madara nodding, Dong Wusheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling that the child's thinking was really incomprehensible.
"Then why did you remove the wall clock at my door?"
She continued.
"I didn't see it going that day......"
Madara pursed his lips a little nervously, "I've been dismantling it for a few hours, and I thought I might be able to fix it, so I gave it a try...... It's okay now. ”
Dong Wusheng raised his eyebrows and nodded.
She accepted this reason......
However, this child stays at home every day, and it seems that he is indeed idle......
Gotta find something for him to do.
Dong Wusheng looked Madara up and down, took out a booklet from the Qiankun bag, beckoned to him, and when he approached, handed the booklet to him.
"What is this?"
"Gun score, you can see for yourself first. ”
Ban Yiyan opened the gun spectrum in his hand.
Looking at the villains with different postures on it, as well as a few unfamiliar words, Madara was confused at first glance, and when he looked at the picture carefully, he found that the coherent movements naturally appeared in his mind, Madara was stunned for a moment, looked at the action twice, and nodded to Dong Wusheng, "I think I understand." ”
"Try it," Dong Wusheng took out another spear and threw it to him, leaning back in his chair and looking at him.
"Good. ”
Madara hurriedly caught the spear that Dong Wusheng threw over, and tried to do the movements on the gun score.
The spear slammed into the air in front of him, and Madara could clearly feel that his muscles were working naturally and smoothly during such movements, and the tip of the spear was carrying much heavier force than he had estimated.
"Not bad. ”
The corners of Dong Wusheng's mouth went up, revealing a smile.
This kid is so trouble-free.
Dong Wusheng was very satisfied with this.
"Wait a minute. ”
Dong Wusheng took a little time to sort out all the gun scores he had collected before, put them in a Qiankun bag, and handed them over to Madara with a few spears from her collection.
"In the future, you can practice this when you have nothing to do at home, and when I come back in the evening, tell me what you have learned in a day...... And don't fall behind in your daily practice. ”
After Dong Wusheng finished speaking, he thought about it, and added, "If you really want to dismantle things...... Go to dismantle Hainan Hua, don't let me know. ”
Madara took the Qiankun bag handed over by Dong Wusheng, looked up at her and blinked, and nodded a little happily, "I know." ”
After speaking, he looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand, took out a different Qiankun bag from his pocket, and put the two together in front of Dong Wusheng, "It's all Qiankun bags, why does Uncle Hai give me look different from what you gave me?"
Dong Wusheng looked at the two Qiankun bags in the child's hand, which were at least three thousand years apart, was silent for a moment, and replied expressionlessly: "This one of mine is relatively rare. ”
Madara nodded understandingly, and put away the two Qiankun bags with a smile.
From this day on, half a month later is the rain festival in Shazhou Country, and during this half month, Madara's daily life is spent in reading and practicing, and Dong Wusheng is still difficult to see, and he doesn't know what he is busy with.
During this half month, another army stationed in Shazhou Country had an unusually peaceful life.
"Boss, we've been in the desert for almost half a month, and we don't do anything every day, and we're almost getting hairy. ”
Bai Qing took a skewer of roasted snake meat from the bonfire and handed it to Bai Zhuo with a glass of wine, "How long are we going to wait here?"
Bai Zhuo took the wine and meat, took a sip each, and sighed happily after eating, "You don't care how long you wait for it, I don't want to do this job well anyway." ”
Bai Qing was a little surprised when she heard this, "Isn't it, boss?
"I'm just slacking off, what can they do?"
Bai Zhuo raised his hand and slapped Bai Qing's head, "What does it matter to us whether the Rakshasa is dead or alive?
"Anyway, what are you supposed to do these days, when the news from Hathaway comes, we'll go through the motions, it doesn't matter if you catch it or not. ”
Bai Zhuo touched Bai Qing's wine glass, "Do you understand, stinky boy?"
"Understood, understood!"
Bai Qing nodded like pounding garlic.
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Approaching the Prayer for Rain Festival, Dong Wusheng did not go out for several days, slept until three poles on the morning every day, and then sat in the yard to watch the spots and practice.
Unlike Madara's joy, Hainan Hua knew at a glance that it was estimated that things were almost ready, so he found an opportunity to ask Dong Wusheng.
"Well, I'm almost ready, and I'm going to take advantage of the rain prayer festival. ”
Dong Wusheng slumped on the recliner and said lazily.
"Pray for rain?"
Hainan Hua raised his eyebrows, "Wouldn't it be too blatant?"
"It's a little bit. ”
Dong Wusheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "But there's no better time than this, I won't do anything if she wants to lure me out, and it's even harder to find when she plans to hide from me." ”
At this point, Hainan Hua didn't say anything more, "Okay, you can do it yourself." ”
The two of them stood and lay down, just watching Madara practice in the yard.
Madara didn't seem to care about the two of them, his eyes fixed on the tip of his spear, preoccupied.
After a while, when it was time for dinner, Madara ran over to the two of them, and the first thing he said was to ask Dong Wusheng if he could go to see the rain prayer ceremony of the Rain Prayer Festival.
"Sister, if you have something, I can also ask Alanna to take me there. ”
Madara looked at Dong Wusheng with blinking, and seemed to be looking forward to Dong Wusheng taking him to see it himself.
“......”
"No, I have a spiritual task for you that day, and you have to complete it at home. ”
Dong Wusheng was silent for a moment, and replied like this, without any emotion on his face.
Madara pursed his lips, looking a little disappointed, but obediently agreed.
"Oh......"