"Ahh

Before Yan Murong could walk back to the house, there was a scream from the backyard that was no less than a dolphin sound, and then Su Qingwu ran back in a panic.

"What's wrong? What the hell in broad daylight? Yan Murong asked strangely.

"Little bunny, you're the ghost." Before Su Qingwu could speak, there was another "roar" from the backyard, and then, an old man appeared in the sight of several people.

The reason why he is called an old man is not because he is old, but because of his white hair in a shawl.

From the side, this old man looks very young, he looks only in his thirties, but who would have thought that he is close to seventy years old?

Dressed in a coarse cloth robe, the white hair of the shawl has not been washed for I don't know how long, and the top of the head is not much worse than the chicken coop. If he hadn't dressed neatly, Yan Murong would definitely think that he had just fled back from there.

"Old man, are you going crazy?" Yan Murong looked at the man in front of him in surprise and said with a teasing smile. "Tut-tut, this look, I estimate that if you go to Paris to participate in that international fashion week, it won't take half a day, you will definitely be red and purple."

"Little bunny, are you tickling your butt?"

"Less." Yan Murong pursed his lips and said. "You're dressed like this, and you're still afraid of what people say? Look at it, if it weren't for your style, how could it scare my wife and make people pee. ”

"Looks like I haven't beaten you for a long time." The old man glanced at Su Qingwu, his body shook suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Yan Murong's eyes, stretched out his well-maintained hand like a little white face, and grabbed Yan Murong's shoulder.

"Hey, old man, how do you say you can do it?" Yan Murong was shocked, and he didn't care about Su Qingwu's toilet, so he spread the girl and began to run away, screaming while running. "I said old man, don't chase after you, someone is here, you give me some face."

"Face? Haha, yes. The old man laughed while chasing Yan Murong in the courtyard. Come on, come on, practice a few tricks with me, and I'll give you face. ”

"Bah, don't even think about it." Yan Murong snorted, the speed under his feet became faster, and he refused to be caught by the old man if he said anything.

"Still running? Did you run? Seeing that Yan Murong was about to jump over the wall, the old man stopped chasing, stood still, sneered, picked up a clod of soil from the ground, and threw it at Yan Murong.

"Oops—"

"Bang-"

A miserable scream and a muffled sound made Su Qingwu stunned, and even Dong Wuyan, who had just run out of the house, widened his eyes in surprise, and the boss with a small mouth seemed to see aliens coming to Earth.

"Hey, hey, little bunny, let you run." The old man smiled smugly. "Okay, I'll give you face today, and I'm not going to play with you - hey, I said you don't pretend, I'm not working hard, hurry up."

"Damn—"

Yan Murong's dissatisfied voice came from outside the fence wall, and then, the courtyard door was pushed open, Yan Murong patted the dust on his body, and walked in with a depressed face.

Why were Su Qingwu and Dong Wuyan surprised? It's very simple, because they finally saw that Yan Murong, who had always refused to suffer, suffered such a big loss.

At the moment when Yan Murong escaped over the wall, the clod of soil in the old man's hand flew out and hit Yan Murong's leg accurately. And Yan Murong only felt that his calf was numb, and his body lost his balance, and then, with his head down, he planted it from the fence wall.

In the living room, the four of them sat around the wooden table, Su Qingwu and Dong Wuyan all lowered their heads, with a shy expression, which made Yan Murong look surprised. The old man looked at the two women with interest for a long time, and when he looked at it, an ambiguous smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, it seems that life outside is good." The old man said with a smile.

"It's okay." Yan Murong nodded and said. "Old man, can I ask you for something?"

"There is no urgency in the matter of curing."

"It's not a cure." Yan Murong shook his head. "I mean, can you pay attention to your image, it's not good to scare people. Don't be lazy when I'm gone, your lazy tendons hurt - look at your head, how long has it been since you washed it? People pay attention to face engineering, you are good, the clothes are very clean, the hands are so white, and the head is like a chicken nest. ”

Hearing Yan Murong's complaint, the old man actually showed an aggrieved expression, which made the two girls look amazed.

"Are you embarrassed?" The old man looked aggrieved. "You kid ran down the mountain and caused so many troubles, if I hadn't asked the little snake to help you, how could there be no one to serve?"

"Do you dare to be lazy?" Yan Murong said helplessly.

"It's not lazy." The old man raised his head, looked at Yan Murong and said seriously. "I've taught you before, the body is just a stinky skin, don't just look at the appearance, learn to look at the heart."

"If you're lazy, you'll be lazy, and you'll make excuses." Yan Murong muttered quietly.

"What did you say?" The old man was furious.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Murong waved his hand and pouted. "Anyway, it's your own head, you can toss as much as you like - let's go see the patient first, okay?"

"What's the hurry?" The old man stood up and said as he walked towards the back room. "You come in with me."

"Sit down, and I'll see what's going on with this old man." Yan Murong said to the two women, then stood up and followed the old man in.

When I walked into the back room, I saw the old man squatting down, pouting his ass and crawling under the bed, and I didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Old man, are you going to make a hole?" Yan Murong said teasingly, looking at the old man's pouting buttocks, he had a feeling of wanting to go up and kick it, but as soon as he thought of the consequences, he immediately dispelled this thought.

"Fart." The old man cursed, and got out from under the bed, still holding a black, old-looking wooden box in his hand.

"What's that?" Yan Murong asked curiously.

"Something for you." The old man handed the black wooden box to Yan Murong and said. "Since you're back this time, take it with you by the way."

"What?" Yan Murong asked strangely, and opened the box with his hand. When I saw the contents of the box, I was stunned.

"Hehe, are you satisfied with this surprise?" The old man laughed. "Didn't you always want it before? Take it now. ”

Surprise?

Looking at the contents of the box, Yan Murong wanted to throw herself on the bed and cry.

Old man, old man, you're trying to kill me.