Regarding the aftermath of Ji Laotie, the people in the town also held a small meeting, and in the end, everyone raised money and finished his funeral according to the normal procedure.

Kolo's whereabouts seem to have been overlooked. Ji Laotie's aftermath is temporary, but Keluo is a long-term matter to be taken care of, not only to eat and wear, but also to go to school, this money has to be spent constantly.

There is also a taboo, that is, Luo was bought by thistle iron, why can he buy it, of course, it is sold by someone. In other words, Luo's biological family must be poor, or his biological parents are no longer there, so they were sold, and after being sold to Ji Iron, Ji Iron's iron is also yellow.

What does this mean?

Everyone chose to keep silent, looking at the fact that this is a good person for the sake of thistle striking iron, everyone is smiling at Luo is face, and everyone dares to say something.

"Luo'er, are you hungry? Come, go home with Aunt Wu for dinner. "The most difficult thing is the fifth aunt, she usually receives the most favor from thistle iron, if she leaves it alone at this time and makes Luo a little beggar, then she must be the first to be seriously injured by gossip.

She also wanted to raise Luo well, thinking that when Luo grew up for a few more years, she could go up the mountain to chop firewood, and then she would be able to support herself. But she was afraid, afraid that she could not do anything.

"Hehe, Xiao Luo, your father is dead, come to our house for dinner, right? ”

As soon as Luo followed the fifth aunt into the house, he ran into the fifth uncle who came back from gambling outside, he was carrying a rope and five catties of pork belly in his hand, as well as a bottle of old sauce liquor, and threw it on the table with a bang.

"Stinky, hurry up and get good food for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu won money today, and it is cheap for you group of money-losing goods. ”

The fifth uncle and Ge You lay down, and then looked at Luo who was waiting for a meal with amusement.

Originally, the fifth aunt's family had already cooked rice, although it was coarse tea and light rice, but there was no problem with being full. Who knew that his husband would come back and make such a show.

"Be quiet, don't scare the child. The fifth aunt took out the dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen and signaled to his husband not to shout so much.

At the same time, he asked Luo to sit down and served him a small half bowl of rice: "Luo, you are hungry, you can eat some first, wait for the fifth aunt to make something delicious, and then eat to your heart's content, okay?"

"Auntie, I'm okay, let's wait for everyone to eat together. Luo's throat bone slid quietly, then looked at the fifth uncle and said timidly.

"This kid is really sensible!" the fifth aunt touched Luo's head, took the meat to the kitchen, and started to.

"Little ghost, where does your father usually hide his money? Let's go to your house to look for it after we have eaten enough, and if we find it, we won't have to go hungry in the future." ”

The fifth uncle suddenly came over, pulled Luo to him, and asked him in a low voice.

"I, I'm ......" Luo choked up, not knowing how to speak.

"You don't have to be in a hurry, think slowly, you know, your dead ghost dad must have hidden a lot of money, think about it, uncle is waiting for you." ”

The fifth uncle moved Luo's rice to himself, grabbed a small handful with his hand, put it in his mouth and chewed it zimbly, "Your fifth aunt, although she looks ugly, she cooks quite well, isn't it?"

He put the remaining grains of rice to Lowe's mouth, as if feeding a quail.

Gurgling! Luo tried his best to hold back, and kept his face calm, but his stomach still rang uncontrollably.

The crotch of his pants on the side seemed to have been hit, and he made a sharp cry.

"I'll your stinky dog! I haven't eaten yet, I want to die!"

The fifth uncle suddenly flew up and kicked the crotch of his pants hard, and the whole body of the crotch hit the door beam, twisting and screaming on the ground as if he were muffled.

"Crotch, let's go. ”

Luo suddenly came to his senses, picked up his crotch and ran outside.

"Luo, where are you going? Do you remember where your dead ghost father's money is hidden?" The fifth uncle chased a few feet away, saw that Luo did not stop at all, and then scolded and went back to the house.

Luo seemed to have run a long way, without any strength in his body, hungry and hungry, and suddenly sat down on the ground, put down the crotch of his pants, only to find that he had run back to "home", obviously, this place was already in ruins.

There was silence all around, and the sound of striking iron would never appear again, only the chirping of some passing birds.

The rain began to hit Luo unscrupulously. The crotch of his pants was hidden next to Luo's legs, looking at him helplessly, and then slowly sticking out his tongue, licking his hands, licking his legs, trying to lick the rain off his body.

"Crotch, no need. Lowe patted his crotch on the head to stop it from doing so naively.

"Hey, little ghost, let me ask you, where is the thistle iron?"

Luo looked up and saw a man dressed in a cloak and a hat, his hat was pressed very low, but looking up from below, Luo could still see his chin and the bridge of his nose, a few drops of water that had been drilled through the hole, and a few drops of water that had been drilled down the beard of his chin.

The movement of Luo's head is laborious, and his stomach seems to have become the most active organ in his whole body, and he wants to speak the most.

"Give!" The mysterious man didn't get angry when he saw that Luo didn't open his mouth, but was rushed by his stomach to answer, but instead took out a piece of cake from his arms and threw it at Luo.

Pie!

Luo grabbed it with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth, the rain and the flatbread, at this time, he felt that this most unpalatable cake in ordinary times, how could it be so tempting?

Luo hurriedly pulled out a small half of the cake from his mouth, he stuffed it too quickly just now, he forgot about the crotch, and when he saw the hot eyes in the crotch, Luo was embarrassed, but fortunately he hadn't chewed it all yet.

"Crotch, I'm sorry, I can't throw it up. Lowe gave a third of the bread to his crotch and touched his head.

"You little ghost, are you a beggar?"

This mysterious man was unceremonious, as if he was interested in Luo Ting, he had bread to eat, and he couldn't forget the dog next to him.

Being called a beggar, this is the first time that Luo remembers.

The word beggar, the brilliant bell, suddenly shook in his mind, so that he almost forgot to chew the bread in his mouth.

But there was only a moment, only a moment, and then he swallowed the cake cleanly.

Living, is the most important, title, can not, title, not fatal, although Luo is small, but it is also counted as a two-year school, I remember that Mr. once said, respect, are the rights of superior people.

"What are you looking for my dad to do?" For the sake of a big pie, Luo still wanted to answer his question, at least let him know that Ji Strike Iron was gone, and his father had left this world.

"Oh, you, the son of thistle? I haven't seen him for so many years, but I didn't expect his son to grow so big. ”

The mysterious man looked excited, took off his hat, and put it on Luo's head.

"Let's find a place to shelter from the rain. ”

When the mysterious man took off his hat, Luo could see him clearly, about forty years old, with a tall nose, a dense beard on his chin, and bright eyes, as if he could see Luo's inside and out in just a moment.

"What's your boy's name?"

They found a ruined temple, this uncle, according to age, Luo should be called so. The uncle immediately tore off the legs of three or four broken chairs in the temple, stacked them on top of each other, and then patted the ashes in his hands and prepared to make a fire.

"Thistle. ”

"Your dad shouldn't owe money to others, and then ran away, don't want you. ”

The uncle said in a joking tone, and at the same time, a pinch of flame suddenly rose from his fingertips, which instantly spewed into dry wood and burst into flames.

"You...... No, he was given and burned by fire. Luo Gang wanted to refute, seeing such a magical scene, this mysterious person could breathe fire with his fingertips, which really scared him a lot.

If he was angry, would he also burn himself as firewood? Luo remembered the fire, and he seemed to see his father struggling in the fire, his skin and flesh burning inch by inch, and finally turning into black coal.

"Oh, that's sorry, Ji Strike Iron can't imagine falling into this fate, speaking of which, he is still kind to me, at least, this half-bright sword is his masterpiece. ”

The mysterious uncle smiled back, as if sorry for his misunderstanding, and then pulled out a piece of the sword in his hand, which only showed three inches, and put it back into the scabbard.

"My name is Geng Zilin, you can follow me in the future, it's better than being a little beggar. ”

"Hey, boy, what about you? Come over to Lao Tzu and bake the fire. Geng Zilin turned his back to Luo, but found that Luo had been silent, neither allowed nor objected, and suddenly became a little angry, you are a little child, don't you understand any politeness, I really want to go back and teach him a lesson.

"Crotch, wake up, crotch!"

Luo hugged the wet crotch, the crotch did not move, the eyelids did not open, the tail did not shake, and the body became cold.

Geng Zilin took the dog and lifted Luo to the fire.

"You kid, everything is fine, but you're too stubborn! You won't let go even if you're dead, right?" Geng Zilin forcibly stripped off Luo's clothes, but Luo hugged the crotch of his pants, the pants were picked up, and the top was more difficult to pick, but fortunately he had great strength, lifted Luo upside down, and took off his shirt directly from below.

"Uncle Gengzi, can you help me get my crotch back, I beg you. ”

Luo seemed to suddenly think of something, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing, kneeling naked, like this, although he is a small child, but after all, he still has spicy eyes.

"What are you doing? Get up!" Geng Zilin was really angry, he didn't expect that a child could do this for a dog, and he really underestimated this Luo.

He pinched Lowe's shoulders with both hands and straightened him up. At the same time, a palm slapped on Luo's heavenly spirit cover, and a stream of true qi poured into his palm, Luo felt that a warm current washed away the chill in his body, swooping down from top to bottom, activating the meridians of his whole body.

"I can't save you from the dead, but at least I can keep you alive. Geng Zilin let go of his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, because through the pinching and touching just now, he found that Luo's bones were indeed wonderful, and if he cultivated it, his future achievements would definitely be extraordinary.

Luo slowly lowered his crotch and looked at the rain that was still falling outside.