Chapter 761: Split Personality
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Ling Yang said the wrong thing for a while, but the shadow that was originally crying became happy, and climbed over happily, the tip of his nose almost touched Ling Yang's face: "Okay, let's pull the hook and make a decision, when I grow up, I will serve you like this every day, you are not allowed to cheat." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”
Ling Yang felt the gentle and hot breath of the shadow, and he couldn't wait to slap himself: "Ling Yang, you are cheap, you are embarrassed to say such things to a minor girl, and you also stole and ate others, no wonder the stone said that you are a pure sword man who does not know what shame is, I really didn't wronged you at all, you hurry up and calm me down, don't say the wrong thing!" ”
Ling Yang scolded himself secretly, resisted the urge to take the opportunity to taste a fresh and tender flower, and gritted his teeth and said with a dry smile: "I, of course I promise you, it won't be a problem, but you have to grow big enough...... Bah! You swordsman, and you don't choose to speak......"
Ying'er was in a good mood, and she didn't shy away from the suspicion of the opposite sex, her pretty face and Ling Yang's cheeks were getting closer and closer, and she giggled: "Which part of me will grow big enough?" Front or back? ”
Ling Yang sighed, only then did he remember that Ying'er had grown so big in Fengyue since he was a child, and he knew much more about that aspect than himself.
Ling Yang couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect that he had been in the pile of women for many years, and finally he was teased by a minor girl: "I mean, when you are old enough, how can you chew words so well?" Which university graduated from the Chinese Department? ”
Ying Er kissed Ling Yang's nose lightly, and said quietly: "I'm sixteen years old this year, aren't I old enough?" ”
"What? Are you sixteen? Ling Yang exclaimed, "Didn't we say that we are not allowed to deceive people?" Say you're sixteen years old, who believes! If you really have grown to the age of sixteen, not to mention the sudden and clever, you should at least be ...... Ling Yang, do you want to die! Why did you start talking nonsense shamelessly again, I'll kill you! ”
Ling Yang sadly found that he had been made schizophrenic by this little girl, and without saying a word, he had to play a completely different role and reprimand himself.
Ying Er no longer teased Ling Yang, and sat on the edge of the kang for a long time, hugging her knees with her arms: "I'm really sixteen years old, but my grandmother is afraid that I will be hurt by those guests, so she only gives me a little food every day, in order to prevent me from growing taller, she always secretly lets me carry heavy objects on my head and shoulders, and I stand for two or three hours at a time, and desperately strangle my body with a sheet, just to make my body look greener." ”
Ling Yang was miserable in his heart, but he didn't expect Caihua to destroy her daughter's body at the cost of destroying her daughter in order not to let her daughter become a plaything in the Fengyue Field. No wonder the shadow is so thin, the cheeks are shallowly collapsed into it, and it looks like a vegetable. At first, Ling Yang thought that the mother and daughter would not have enough to eat, but when he recalled that under the oil lamp last night, the colorful body and the luster of the skin did not seem to lack nutrients, and then he suddenly realized.
Ling Yang's pity rose, and he talked with Ying'er for a while, picking on some interesting things that happened in Huaguo, making Ying'er giggle.
Ling Yang talked about the mountain village where he grew up, where the children were catching fish in the mountain streams, running crazy all over the mountains, pretending to be police officers and bandits to fight in two groups, crawling on the ground and throwing yellow mud, collecting mountain red and wild sugar pears, eating so much that they didn't even dare to chew tofu.
Lingyang said that in the busy big cities of China, children are wearing beautiful clothes, carrying small school bags, sent to school by their parents, playing sandbags on the playground during recess, jumping rubber bands, playing electronic games with computers and mobile phones, and every Children's Day, they can get beautiful dolls as gifts and go to the suburbs for picnics.
Ling Yang described Huaguo as like heaven, compared to the miserable life of the shadows, for the first time, I really felt that after living in China for a long time, I always complained that the housing prices in China were too high, the boss's exploitation of the staff's bonuses, and the price of vegetables and rice was a few cents higher, but compared to the Southern Dynasty, where the people lived in dire straits, or some war-torn countries in Latin America, China in peacetime was really similar to heaven.
In the darkness, Ying'er's eyes were shining, remembering that Ling Yang had promised to take him and his grandmother to the Heavenly Empire in Huaguo, he was so happy that he almost turned over a few fights, and he was so happy that he didn't know how to express it.
Ling Yang recalled that when he was in Yizhou, he ruthlessly abandoned Ying'er's mother and daughter in order not to carry two oil bottles, and he felt sorry for himself, and secretly made up his mind that he must let Ying'er and Caihua live an ordinary life of dignity and laughter in Huaguo.
Ling Yang knew that in the country of the Southern Dynasties, there were more than 100,000 women like Caihua and Ying'er, and although Ling Yang could not act as the savior of all the suffering people of the Southern Dynasties, he could still do his best to save some miserable people within the scope of his ability.
Thinking of this, Ling Yang's eyes seemed to have appeared again in front of the innocent Southern Korean people who died at the becuzzle of his own guns. Although Ling Yang secretly killed many dead soldiers and minimized the casualties of civilians near the grain store, the blood of those people had been engraved into the depths of Ling Yang's soul like a totem, and he would never think of erasing it for the rest of his life.
Ling Yang's heart was mixed, sometimes he felt sorry for himself, sometimes he complained about the sky, for Qin Lu, the initiator who pushed himself into this bottomless fire pit, he gritted his teeth with hatred for a while, and then remembered the husband and wife kindness between him and Qin Lu, a heart was like calcining in a raging fire, and suddenly sank into the ice cellar, and his heart was extremely tortured and condemned like never before.
Ling Yang and Ying Er had their own thoughts, and they were all silent for a while. Suddenly there were the voices of several women talking in the courtyard, only to hear Caihua raise her voice and shout in the courtyard: "Cai'er, Aunt Yuya is a guest at our house, hurry up and come out to greet you!" ”
"Someone's coming."
Ling Yang was shocked, knowing that Caihua had raised her voice by an octave just to give a loud warning. Shadow suddenly panicked, and she didn't know where to hide Ling Yang.
Ling Yang tried to use the power of the power in his body, only to feel that it was extremely obscure, the power that was originally used freely was generated from the core of his chest, and it was divided into several trickles, and the sluggish swimming towards the limbs and hundreds of remains, was not as smooth as before.
At the critical moment, Ling Yang couldn't take care of it, and gently pushed Cai'er's back: "Don't worry about me, I have my own way." ”
Shadow regarded Ling Yang as an omnipotent hero, and when she heard this, she didn't have the slightest suspicion, so she turned her head to look at Ling Yang in a hurry, and walked outside with her shoes on.
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