"......" The little boy bowed his head and said nothing, waved his fingers, and finally made up his mind for a while: "Give it away." ”

King Bian Cheng smiled lightly: "Childhood sweetheart? ”

"Uncle, don't get me wrong." The little boy waved his hand again and again, looking very anxious, and his little face was red: "It's for my sister, she's ...... She ......"

"Don't worry, it's okay if you don't say it, since it's for my sister, then my uncle will carve it to you now."

"No hurry, no hurry." The little boy waved his hand: "Tomorrow morning, someone will come to pick it up, I have to leave here tonight, my sister is not well, I ...... I was a little relieved. ”

King Bian Cheng frowned, his blue eyes were clear like a pool of autumn water, at this moment, the boy's face showed a maturity that did not match his age, as if there was some story: "You want to leave?" What's wrong? Is something happening in your home? If it's convenient, you might as well tell your uncle. ”

"It's not a big deal." The little boy smiled, looking at the uncle in front of him, he didn't seem to be an ordinary person, his temperament was very similar to his father's, his eyes were blue, which made the little boy feel particularly fresh: "I tell you, you are not allowed to tell others, pull the hook." ”

King Bian Cheng smiled, looked at the child in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was so close to the human race, and the touch and smile of the human being made him feel alive, looking at the little boy with a serious face and stretched out his finger, King Bian Cheng paused, and followed his example, and also stretched out his finger.

The little boy pulled the hook and hooked like a heavy responsibility: "I have been separated from my sister since I was a child, and I begged my father to ...... him"

The little boy suddenly stopped, he felt that he shouldn't have said his identity, he was a little stunned, you know, this kind of identity goes out, as his father said, I don't know how many wolf ministers and thieves will take advantage of this to take his life.

"If you pull the hook, you will not break your word."

The little boy looked at King Bian Cheng, his calm face was not as surprised as he imagined, knowing his identity, there was no wave, which gave him a reassuring pill and continued:

"I begged my father to go out of the palace to visit my sister, he said nothing and refused, so, I ran out secretly, a few days have passed in a blink of an eye, my sister has been blind since she woke up, and her body is good and bad, today my sister suddenly said that she wanted to see me, so, I ......"

"Hahaha...... King Bian Cheng looked at the little boy with his head lowered and laughed: "What's so difficult about this, uncle will carve it for you." ”

"Yes, thank you, uncle." The little boy quickly took out a certain amount of silver from his bosom, put it on the table, and got up to leave: "I have to go, I have to rush back to the palace before dark tonight, and if I have time, I will come to talk to you later." ”

King Bian Cheng nodded, watched his back disappear into the sedan chair in front of the door, turned his eyes to look at the silver, picked it up, and looked at it seriously.

This thing seemed to be useless to him, but he could feel that it was the reins that maintained the vitality and prosperity of mankind, and a faint smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and threw it in the drawer, recalling the appearance of the little boy, and carved it.

Unconsciously, at sunset, King Bian Cheng got up, held an oil lamp, turned around and took out the silver from the drawer, behind one hand, walked out of the store, early winter, people came and went on the street, close to the twilight of the day, the light snow came with the night one after another, fluttering and sprinkling, the street lamps reflected, like a handful of broken silver sprinkled in the sky, crystal ethereal.

The restaurant on the side of the road is brightly lit, and the night snack shop has also begun to prepare, steaming, making people look warm and anxious.

"A pot of good wine." Walking to the wine shop diagonally opposite, King Bian Cheng put the silver on the counter.

"Hey, come on, come on......" The shopkeeper is a man over thirty years old, honest-looking, shouting, and said to the chattering little guy next to him: "Baby, while playing, Dad wants to go business." ”

The baby was six or seven years old, looking like a tiger, wearing a cotton gown, wearing a sky-high braid, casually raising his sleeve and rubbing his nose, and looked at King Bian Cheng in a daze: "Uncle, why are your eyes blue?" ”

"Baby, don't talk nonsense." The shopkeeper scolded, this kind of thing, I don't know if people mind, no matter whether it's good or bad, it can't be pointed out in front of him, with his experience in business for more than ten years, this person is magnificent, giving people a sense of coercion, and turned to hand the beaten wine to Bian Cheng Wang with a smile on his face: "The child is not sensible, the little brother should not be surprised, I will give you a pot of home-brewed plum wine." ”

"It doesn't matter." King Bian Cheng's face was serious, which really made people feel terrified.

As soon as these words came out, the shopkeeper was relieved after all, turned around and stuffed the intact ingot of silver to King Bian Cheng, and handed a pot of clay sealed wine jar to King Bian Cheng and said: "This is home-brewed plum wine, you and I are neighbors, this wine, I don't charge a penny, I will give it to you, and in the future, I can take care of each other." ”

King Bian Cheng nodded, the silver ingots he earned with his own hands couldn't even be spent, carrying two pots of wine, crossing the street, and returning to his own shop.

On the edge of the carving table, a bonfire was lit, the flame was crimson, but there was no firewood, Jun Mo learned from the human appearance, raised his hand to play on the flame, it can be regarded as a fire to bake into winter, in the face of all the magic, he is very helpless, there is no place here, but the fire is very good.

"If you have nothing to do, go back to Chilian Island, don't come back to disturb me again."

King Bian Cheng casually put two pots of wine on the case, but before he landed, Jun Mo snatched a pot of wine glasses, and King Bian Cheng raised his hand and pressed it on the lid of plum wine, but he didn't give Jun Mo a drink.

"Don't be so stingy, just take a sip." Jun Mo raised his other hand, brushed aside Bian Chengwang's hand, and opened the mud-sealed lid, and suddenly the smell of plums was mixed with the mellow fragrance, diffuse, and Jun Mo raised his head and poured a big mouthful.

This sip is absolutely cost-effective, King Bian Cheng raised his hand and grabbed the wine jar, if there is another three breaths in the evening, it is estimated that this wine jar will be empty.

"Ah...... Wine. Jun Mo was still unfinished, smacked his lips, licked a trace of qiongjiu accidentally dripping from the corner of his mouth into his mouth, and praised it: "It's the so-called good day wine, it's boring to drink alone, come to ......"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to take it.

King Bian Cheng avoided Jun Mo's hand: "Buy it with silver yourself." ”

"......" Jun Mo was dumbfounded, looking at King Bian Cheng sitting on the chair, raising his head and pouring a big mouthful, the mellow aroma permeated his teeth, and he waited in the abdomen, swaying back to his intestines, looking intoxicated, Jun Mo frowned, he had no silver.

"Uncle, uncle...... Daddy asked me to bring you wine beans, and the fruit wine with these wine beans is delicious. ”

An elegant voice came from the door, the baby was holding something in his arms, and ran in quickly, while running, he shook his little hand, and when he came closer, he was about to open the oil-paper wrapped thing in his arms, and when he saw Junmo's appearance, he was so frightened that he slowly retreated.

Jun Mo frowned, seeing that the baby was about to turn around and run, he picked up the back of the baby and lifted him up: "Boy, what is delicious?" Run away when you see Uncle Ben? Give it to him to eat or not for my uncle? Fruit wine is also your family's? ”

"Let go of me, it's my home, so I won't give it to you." The baby's legs are like grasshoppers, struggling desperately.

"Jun Mo ......," King Bian Cheng said coldly.

"Just kidding, just kidding." Jun Mo put the baby down, with a malicious smile, stroked the baby's pigtails, gritted his teeth, and said with a smile: "Say, do you want to give it to the uncle?" ”

As soon as the baby landed, he stumbled and ran into the arms of King Bian Cheng: "Uncle......"

King Bian Cheng suddenly felt very warm, the body of the little thing was fleshy, lying in his arms, this feeling, he was very unfamiliar, but he had imagined it thousands of times in his mind, if Xiaoyu was still there, he would also have such a day.