What a treasure trove this is.......

The boy's eyes lingered on the shelves of the great rows. Is he dreaming?

Before Aunt Qin's car was ready, he was brought to this mansion by Miss Ling from the camp in the west.

Passing through the small school field where they practiced martial arts, they passed through a delicate and ingenious garden. It took a long time to walk along the complex covered bridges and paths before arriving here.

There is no one here.

There is only this room, full of things.

Large and small tools are neatly arranged on the table in four huge multi-treasure boxes with strange shapes. There were many tools he hadn't seen before.

And looking at the multi-treasure box with this tree-shaped structure, Xuanqiu secretly said in his heart: Yes, this can maximize the space saving, but if you make a hinge at the connection, you can directly store it, which is more practical.

He couldn't help it, he stretched out his hand and pushed the level of the multi-treasure box, and he couldn't help but be very surprised in his heart - he was able to move, and the person who made this multi-treasure box had the same idea as him!

Who did all this? Whose place is this?

The smell of the room is strange and familiar, and it makes people yearn for it.

The boy looked again at the huge shelf leaning against the wall, and there were many small compartments on this shelf, like a cabinet for medicine in a pharmacy, but it didn't look like it on closer inspection.

Because the lattices fit so well with the shelves themselves, only hair-like crevices can be seen, and there is only a shallow groove in the drawer.

Wouldn't it be hard to pull out that way? Xuanqiu stretched out his hand, put it on the groove and pulled, but did not pull.

A hand came from behind and gently pushed on the lattice, and there seemed to be a "click" sound of a machine spring inside. The drawer slipped silently out of the lattice, containing countless tiny copper-colored parts, unknown for what they were used for.

Xuanqiu's heart was shocked at this time, and there was an indescribable surprise: it was so exquisite!

He turned around, and the man in front of him was several heads taller than him, with his hair tied up on top of his head, wearing a small hat, and his face was handsome and beautiful.

The man was dressed in a craftsman's garment, with tightly tied sleeves and trouser legs, and an off-white dirty apron tied to his chest. The eyes are bright and bright, and there are some fine lines at the corners of the eyes.

He had a friendly smile on his face, and looked at the boy as if he were looking at a treasure, very satisfied.

"Ahem—." The man coughed twice, and the cough made his figure a little uncomfortable, which was worrying.

Without saying a word, he turned around and reached out and pressed on the row of shelves behind him, and a grid popped out, and he took out the contents.

"Curious how this popped up on its own, huh?"

Xuanqiu looked at him timidly, and finally nodded.

"You see, I've made a golden wire spring in it. Put it on a copper tube and connect it to the ...... here. He reached out and flicked the little device, making the same "click" sound that the drawer had just made.

The young man's shyness turned into excitement, and the tips of his little face and ears were all red: "Give it to me, show me quickly." ”

The boy took the thing, and his little hands kept playing with it.

He quickly dismantled the little mechanism and put it back in its original form with lightning speed. I couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so exquisite, who would have thought of this!" ”

Sunlight streaming in through the windows spread over the two of them.

The young man's eyes lit up, he looked at the tall man, and asked cautiously and expectantly, "Is that you?" ”

Shao Yisong looked at the child with a kind expression and nodded: "It's me." ”

He stretched out his hand and patted the young man's head gently: God is willing to take care of me, so I brought this child.

Hong Ling, who was watching this scene not far from the door, had moist eyes, she was not a person who was prone to mood swings, but everything in front of her was too beautiful.

In Shao Yisong's short and repetitive life, this has never been done.

No matter how affectionate she is, Shao Yisong's life is like a fleeting firework, lonely and gorgeous, and now that he finally has inheritance and sustenance, the expression of relief on his face at that moment, Hong Ling felt sad.

And just when she came back to her senses, the young man's crisp and excited shout had already sounded inside: "Are you really willing to be my master?" That's great! …… Master! Meet the Master! ”

Then there was the sound of kowtowing, the young man's head hit the ground, Shao Yisong called him distressedly: "Slow down, slow down, don't hurt your head......." ”

After listening to the eight ringing apprenticeship salutes, Hong Ling left silently with red eyes.

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On this day, Hong Ling did not return to Yuan Qinqin's small courtyard, but as before, he uncovered the tiles on his house and secretly watched and guarded him.

The fat friend who lived not far away didn't have so much surprise, she slept well and got up early in the morning.

The next day, a loud voice sounded in Yuan Qinqin's small courtyard: "Mao Mao! Go get me a bucket of water, your brother is wetting the bed again! ”

Mao Mao whined dissatisfiedly, why do you have to do all the messy things, the bucket is so small, it has no hands, it's really troublesome to fetch water or something!

It was still an obedient leap, and he jumped from the roof into the backyard very simply, taking away a pile of tiles and falling down.

Loud voice: "Who let you walk on it?!" How many times have you said it, go out of the door~. ”

Maomao: Don't go down that dog hole, master.

Mao Mao picked up the bucket next to him, threw it down at the wellhead with great effort, pulled it up again, flew up, flew over the roof, and landed in the front yard with the bucket in a chic manner, and the flowers and plants swooped to the ground.

Yuan Qinqin then took out the wet things in the basin and prepared to start washing.

Seeing Da Maomao lying on his stomach on the side, with an expectant expression waiting for the wind to be released, he said helplessly: "Good Mao, you go and slip yourself by yourself today." I'm going to help my brother wash his things. ”

Mao Mao aggrieved his face, stood up and stretched out his big wings, a yard was half occupied, and with a coax, he flew directly over the fence and flew out.

Yuan Qinqin resigned herself to scrubbing, but the door was suddenly knocked open, and a big hairy face reached out of the door.

"Whew." Eldest brother.

Yuan Qinqin raised her head and walked over babblingly: "Ancestor, you broke the door latch, and this repair costs money." ”

"Whew." Big brother, there's a strange thing at the door.

"If you speak human words, you can't understand human words if you don't speak human words."

Mao Mao is depressed, my eldest brother actually bullied me and I can't speak!

The master was very angry.

Tsundere glanced at Yuan Qinqin, turned around and flew away, in order for humans and beasts to communicate smoothly, it also tried its best.

Yuan Qinqin pulled the latch of the door and looked at it for a long time in distress, and suddenly something "banged" into her door from the outside.

After seeing what it was, Yuan Qinqin instantly understood what Da Maomao meant, there was actually a person outside this door, and he was still an "acquaintance".

The beggar who had a relationship with each other, at this time, was dirty, but now it looks even dirtier, and his hair is even more sticky, I am afraid that the comb will not be able to comb it clearly, so it can only be cut off.

The man fell to the ground in his last place. It's foggy, and the eyes are very blurry, but the smell here is right, and the person in front of him is walking towards him, is this this person?

It seems to be more than the impression of ...... Widened a lot ....... But it doesn't matter, it's just her.

Yuan Qinqin walked over, squatted in front of him, and said to herself: Why did this beggar come to my door.

In his doubts, the beggar closed his eyes, seemed to exert all his strength, and spat out a word clearly: "Mother......." ”

"I'll go, what do you say?" Yuan Qinqin went berserk.

Do you dare to say it again, believe it or not that I killed you on the spot?