CHAPTER XXXIV

"Ouch, junior sister, what are you doing with the old pig!"

Wakaba with a black thread: "...... (I just want to shoot how to drop?) ）”

The pig's head was teary-eyed, and when he saw that Wakaba was silent, a brick was raised high again, and he couldn't help but be shocked, covering the big bag on the door of his head, and screaming miserably and throwing a girl out of the door. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Wow, master, help, kill the pig!"

Wakaba was speechless.

What a pig!

……

The pig's head is just barking casually, and I don't want to call it.

Immediately after that, there was a sonorous sound outside the house.

"Zhu Tou, there is a loud noise above the temple, what kind of system is it?!"

When the pig head heard this voice, he shuddered, quickly stood up straight, and bowed to the tall figure who strode into the small courtyard: "Apprentice to meet the master!" ”

This tall figure is a middle-aged man with a black beard, his eyes are calm, he is seven feet tall, his face is like a silver basin, and he is carrying a seven-star long sword behind his back, with a green coat and a crown of roads, red lips and white teeth, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a square face of Chinese characters, and a gesture, giving people a majestic feeling!

Well...... I insist on a visual analogy, just like the very old-fashioned and rigorous high school homeroom teacher in Wakaba's previous life!

Wakaba (confused): "......"

said that this tall middle-aged man walked into the small courtyard, held the dust in his hand, gently knocked the back of the pig's head parallel to the ground, and said calmly: "Don't take it as an example, you can go!" ”

"Thank you, Master!" With two big bags on his head, the pig's head was full of cold sweat, and he hurriedly turned around and continued to go to the bricks, and when he passed by Wakaba, he didn't forget to whisper: "Senior sister, don't be disrespectful to the master!" The old pig is gone! ”

Wakaba: "......"

……

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In the small courtyard, the sun is shining at noon.

Whoa......

The middle-aged man sat on a stone pier, poured the tea from the pot into a slightly rough porcelain bowl, drank it all with his head up, and then held the scroll in one hand, and the other elbow rested on the stone table and stroked the not very long black beard. (People here who seem to have beards like to brush their beards)

The dynamic set behind him is the figure of the pig's head "hey, hey, hey" working hard to move bricks (bridge piers).

In front of him, Wakaba, who had stood in a military posture for nearly two hours.

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At that time, the middle-aged man walked up to Wakaba, looked at Wakaba slightly, and when his eyes fell on the [brick] in Wakaba's hand, he paused slightly, without sadness or joy, but said undoubtedly: "You come with me!" ”

After all, Wakaba was a thief, so he let out a small "oh" and followed.

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So, now such a scene has been formed, Wakaba looked at the [head teacher] who didn't care about her at all and looked confused!

Looking at his own shadow, it was from eight o'clock in the morning to two o'clock in the afternoon, nearly three hours and six hours. Why is this [head teacher] even smaller than the old class in his previous life?!

Didn't you just shoot your apprentice with a brick? It's a big deal, just shoot it back!

Of course, these words Ruoye can only think about in his heart, under the majestic aura of the middle-aged man, Ruoye is more obedient like a grandson, and he doesn't dare to say a word.

In the afternoon, at about three or four o'clock, the pig's head [well-behaved] came out of a smoke-filled room with a tray and walked next to the middle-aged man.

A plate of shallots mixed with tofu, a plate of pickled vegetables and five steamed buns, and the small tray is stuffed to the brim.

The pig's head carefully put the tray on the stone table, and said respectfully: "Master, it's time to eat!" ”

The middle-aged man, who was still reading, closed the scroll and said, "Well, you can also go and eat with the teacher!" ”

"Yes, master!" The pig's head agreed, raised his head, glanced at Wakaba, who was a little pale and still standing on the pile, and then looked at the middle-aged man who was sitting there who had already picked up chopsticks and had a full head, opened his mouth, and stopped talking. Silently turned around and walked into the room again.

After a while, he walked out with a basin stuffed with steamed buns and an old bowl of pickles.

Wakaba, who had been standing for most of the day, saw this, and his depressed spirit was shocked, and it was much clearer, but he was speechless.

What the hell is this Gao Laozhuang's sense of déjà vu?!

The pig's head put the basin and chopsticks on the stone table, wiped his hands vigorously with his apron, sat down gently, picked up a steamed bun and opened his mouth to bite, suddenly stagnated, and put the steamed bun back into the basin.

"Zhu Tou, why don't you eat it?!"

The pig's head secretly glanced at Wakaba, swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously: "Master Hui, senior sister she ......"

The pig's head didn't go any further, because he saw the middle-aged man's slightly furrowed brow.

The middle-aged man pondered for a while, looked at the pig's head, looked at the sky, nodded his head, and said loudly: "You can also come over and eat something together!" ”

Wakaba, who stared at the pig's head with a bowl of steamed buns: "......"

"Wakaba ~~~!"

“……”

"Senior sister~~~!"

“……”

Whew! A gust of wind sounded, and a black shadow grew bigger and bigger in front of him, gently smashing on Wakaba's white head.

"Yikes!"

If Ye suddenly came back to his senses, he subconsciously reached out to catch it, it was a steamed bun with a somewhat hard skin!

"Senior sister!"

"Huh?!"

"What are you doing there, the master has allowed you to sit down and eat!"

"Oh!"

Wakaba Zhan Keke walked to a stone pier in front of the stone table, looked at the middle-aged man, and then at the pig's head, and didn't dare to sit down.

The middle-aged man's eyes opened slightly, and he said: "If you are allowed to sit, you can sit down, what are you still thinking?" ”

"Yes......"

"From now on, you will be my second apprentice!"

"Yes...... Master! ”

Wakaba Zhan Keke sat on the stone pier, only then did he realize how sore his legs were, how sore his waist was, picked up a steamed bun, took a bite, and then realized how hungry he was.

The steamed buns are very soft, and I suddenly remembered that Bai'er used to make steamed buns a lot! However, it is completely different from the steamed buns made by his childhood sweetheart Baier in his previous life. The steamed buns made by Bai'er can knock out your teeth!

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Bai'er (gentle): "Wakaba, this is the vegetable cake I made for you, come, taste it!" ”

Wakaba (scary): "Don't! ”

Bai'er (begging): "Just taste it, okay!" ”

Wakaba (complaining): "Not good! I said Bai'er, don't you make steamed buns anymore! ”

Bai'er (sneering): "Oh, don't say that, this time it must be delicious!" ”

Wakaba (surprised): "Then why don't you eat it!" ”

Bai'er (blushing): "Because I want you to take the first bite first!" ”

Wakaba (who would rather die than give in): "I don't want it, unless you eat it first." ”

Finally, in the entanglement, the still warm vegetable bun fell from the torn plastic bag to the ground. Then, Bai'er instantly turned into a Super Saiyan, rolled up his sleeves and roared to chase Wakaba, who saw that the situation was not good and ran away......

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Let's da, let's ......

Wakaba looked at the droplets of water on the back of his hand and was stunned.

Huh?!

Hurriedly wiped his eyes with his hands.

Huh?!

However, instead of suppressing the tears in his eyes, they fell like a river bursting its banks.

Why am I crying?!

Why am I crying?!

What the hell am I ...... What's going on?!

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The steamed buns are very soft and delicious, they don't hit the teeth, they have a hint of sweetness, they are tearful, salty and sweet, and finally melt into bitterness and flow down the esophagus and melt on the stomach wall, which is very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, the two big men beside him were at a loss for a while, even the middle-aged man who had never changed his face and had seen the big world was at a loss. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't say anything.

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That day, I finally understood one thing, one thing that I once understood and confused:

I...... I've come to a different world......

…… To be continued......