Embarrassed by the little doll's tearful eyes, the boy stopped teasing him and put on his clothes and shoes and socks very cooperatively. Walking outside, the monks had already brought hot water and food. The two guards are called Ah Da and Ah Er. Ah Da is mixing hot water, Ah Er is setting the meal, and he can start the meal immediately after washing his face.

Youshu sucked in the aroma of the food wafting in the air, only to feel hungry and empty. He hurriedly ran to the washstand, twisted a wet handkerchief, and beckoned the boy to come quickly.

Hearing the gurgling sound in the little doll's belly, the young man took the initiative to bend down to facilitate his movements. Youshu quickly wiped the boy's cheeks, ears, neck and other places, wiped his face with the remaining water, and then ran to the table to stand still, looking at the dishes in the dishes, his eyes were wide open, and he was very surprised.

"How can you have meat to eat?" He has been here for half a month, and all the time is green vegetables and turnips, and he can't smell a trace of meat.

"Shhh The boy put his index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture.

Youshu nodded, and when she saw Ah Da Ah Er leaving the door after setting up the dishes, she also reluctantly left.

"Where are you going? Come and eat. The boy spoke lightly.

"You're talking to me?" Youshu leaned against the door panel, pointed to himself for a while, and poked his head out to look at Ah Da and Ah Er outside the corridor. Happiness came so fast that he couldn't believe his ears. In the last days, it was a luxury to be able to eat fresh food, and in ancient times, although you could eat enough, you still couldn't taste the meat, unless you were reincarnated in a large family.

Therefore, Youshu was really greedy for this sumptuous table of dishes, and hated to turn into a giant beast and swallow the dishes and the table together. His eyes glowed green, and he couldn't help but look too eager, and he moved back into the room with small steps, and the corners of his mouth flashed suspiciously from time to time.

The young man put his fist to his lips, coughed slightly, and finally beckoned, "Come here, there are a lot of dishes today, and I can't finish it alone." ”

"Yes, it's a shame to waste food." Youshu sat down next to the young man, picked up bamboo chopsticks and helped the young man clip a sauce pig's trotters, urging, "Master, eat quickly." "You eat me before I can move.

"Well, you can eat it too...... Before the words fell, the young child had already picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and then waved his chopsticks to gouge rice, and the posture was like being hungry for eight lifetimes.

"Eat slowly, there's a lot more." The young man held his forehead, he was really helpless, but when he looked at it, he felt hungry. When he first arrived at Kaiyuan Temple, he was very unaccustomed to the rough food here, and he was used to the brocade clothes and jade food in the palace. He had insomnia all night long, and he often found it difficult to swallow when he picked up the bowl.

He knew that he had to cheer himself up, because he was not alone, and there were many henchmen left behind by his mother. Once he is broken, everyone will be buried with him. However, rationality returns to rationality, and it is not an overnight thing to get rid of the entanglement of sensibility. The young child was taken in to distract himself and have more fun, and now it seems that the decision was the right one.

Young children eat and sleep beautifully, as long as their stomachs are full, although they always have a face, their eyes are full of happiness and contentment, and the happy love is very infectious. I just don't know if he will be so heartless when he grows up, knows things, and learns about his life experience.

Thinking of this, the young man sighed silently.

"Youshu. Take a time to make up, ordinary words, there are a lot of beauty. That's where your name comes from? He took a piece of meat to the toddler and asked slowly.

"It means 'there is a beauty.'" Youshu doesn't like to chew words very much, and her words are very straightforward and simple.

"There's a beauty? Your facial features are a little exquisite, and you may really be able to grow into a beauty in the future. The boy pinched the young child's jaw and spun him around for a long time. The facial features are indeed exquisite, but the most brilliant thing is a pair of eyes, which are dark, bright, deep and clear, like gems, and more like stars in the sky.

"Eat more, grow more meat, and look good when you're fat." He continued to pick up vegetables, quite satisfied with raising a son.

Youshu nodded again and again, and her favorability towards the boy broke through the sky. Not only can you protect yourself, but you can also let yourself eat meat at once, where can you find a better boss than a teenager? I sold myself for five taels of silver, and I didn't lose anything, I didn't lose anything at all.

"Who got your name for you?" The teenager did not eat much, and when he was full, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and teased the young children to talk.

"I, myself." I wanted to talk about my mother, but thinking that I had been reborn, Youshu hurriedly changed her words. Even Mother Song and Bai Shao didn't know this name, they would only call him "young master", saying that they would wait for him to go to school, and let Mr. give him a name with a good meaning. Youshu didn't express her opinion at the time, but she was very unhappy in her heart. He is a sister, and he will always be a sister.

The boy shook his head and smiled, never expecting a five-year-old boy to give himself such a name. Is there a beauty? The skin is really thick.

After the two of them had breakfast, a cloth shopkeeper came to meet them with a lot of fabric. Youshu thought that the teenager was going to make new clothes, but he didn't expect the other party to push him forward and ask the shopkeeper to measure the size.

"Except for white, I want everything else. He is more naughty, likes to roll around in the snow, and his white color is really intolerant of dirt. The boy picked out the white cloth and continued, "Make a few more sets of obscene clothes and pants out of silk cloth." By the way, try to make the robe as thick as possible, the winter in Liangzhou seems to be colder than in Shangjing. ”

The shopkeeper nodded in agreement.

Youshu touched the fabric that fell from the tabletop, and her heart was very happy. Mother Song and Bai Shao are women's generation after all, not only to raise the young master, but also to send him to study and learn calligraphy, so that he will not waste his future, and the amount of money needed is incalculable, so life is very poor. Youshu can only wear new clothes during the New Year, and even picks up Bai Shao's old clothes to wear on weekdays, and people who don't know each other in the village still treat him as a little girl.

"Make me clothes?" He looked up and looked at the boy blankly, afraid that this was just his own delusion.

"Well, since you follow me, I naturally won't treat you badly." The boy patted the top of his hair and spoke in a very gentle tone.

Youshu was instantly surrounded by a sense of happiness. To be honest, after he came to ancient times, his living conditions were not much better than in his previous life, he was also not well fed and clothed, and there was a terrible ghost who always wanted his own life, and the danger was higher than staying in the last days. It was only after coming to the boy that these situations improved.

What is life? It's life when you're with your boss! He sighed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth, which were always straight, finally curled, and two deep dimples were squeezed out.

It was the first time for the boy to see the young child's expression other than "expressionless", so he couldn't help but step forward, poked the small pit on his left cheek, and chuckled, "I just found out now that Youshu actually has two small dimples." ”

The corners of Youshu's upturned lips slowly flattened, rubbed her cheeks and said, "Thank you, master, in the future, Youshu will definitely go to the soup for the master!" Perhaps for the young man, the qiē he gave was nothing, but for Youshu from the last days, food, clothes, and a place to live were the most precious gifts he received. If the young man is in trouble in the future, Youshu will help even if he risks his life.

Seeing the gratitude and persistence in the eyes of the young child, the young man was quite touched in his heart. He was used to making friends with a purpose, and he was also used to having a set of faces and a set behind his back, but when he used his means to deal with the little white doll in front of him, he felt extremely ashamed. But people will always grow up and change, who can always maintain their original intention? If the little doll is always as sincere as he is now, he doesn't know if he can continue to use him.

It's too early to think about that, so we'll see later. Thinking of this, the young man bent down and stroked Youshu's cold cheeks gently-

The two guards found that the master had been much more cheerful recently, and he had also contracted the vice of teasing Youshu. He knew that Youshu was greedy, and ordered them to buy a lot of food and put it on the table, but he didn't let Youshu touch it, so Youshu was staring and drooling, and finally handed a piece of pastry over with great mercy, but he stood up straight and let Youshu jump up and grab it.

Youshu is also a fool, every time she will be fooled, even if she jumps and sweats profusely, she will not give up, and finally climb on all fours on the master, climb up like a little monkey, and vow to eat the pastries into her stomach before she will give up. Only then would the master chuckle and tear off the little monkey on his body, break the pastry and feed it with his own hands.

Such a childlike and energetic master, the two guards had never seen it, and their hearts were quite shocked and at the same time they felt very relieved. It seems that the master has come out of the haze of exile.

On this day, the young man stayed in the study to read and learn words. Youshu stood on a stool to help him grind the ink, and after grinding, he stood with his hands in his hands, waiting for the next errand with a stern expression. The boy took the time to glance at the toddler and said softly, "How tired are you standing?" Go over there and sit on the fire, and look at you, you have frostbite on your ears. ”

Youshu hurriedly covered her ears, but accidentally exposed the back of her red and swollen hand.

"I've even grown a few on my hands." The boy sighed as he took out a box of ointment from the drawer, applied it evenly to the back of the child's hands and ears, and waved his sleeve at the end, "Let's go, go and stay." ”

Youshu glanced at the young man gratefully, and then jumped off the stool and walked to the stove to warm his hands. He didn't want to say thank you anymore, because no amount of thanks could be offset by the boy's care for him. He can only keep this kindness in his heart and do his best to repay it in the future. If he hadn't been a teenager, he knew he wouldn't be able to live to this point. Although there are no zombies in this world, invisible ghosts are far more terrifying than zombies.

Thinking of ghosts, Youshu's relaxed heartstrings immediately tensed. Pinching his fingers, the ghost has disappeared for eight or nine days, and I don't know how many people have been killed in these eight or nine days, and how much yang energy has been inhaled. Every time he disappears, the next time he reappears, he will be much stronger, so that Youshu does not dare to relax his vigilance for a moment.