Yang Chen laid the floor and stayed awake all night.

For him, sleeping in the snow and sleeping frost used to be commonplace, and it was difficult to sleep because of what he saw and heard in Dingjiazhai, as well as the deep feelings brought to him by Erya.

The stubborn Er Ya wants to be a killer.

Really promised her? Yang Chen pondered over and over again.

After all, his decision is related to Erya's future fate, and he has to look forward.

When the rooster crowed at dawn, he made up his mind, since the little girl has her own dream, then let her pursue this dream, so that she will not regret it for the rest of her life, even if the dream is ridiculous and ridiculous, but with his Yang Chen's strength and energy on the dark side, I firmly believe that the second girl after many years must be extraordinary.

The little girl got up early to cook, and made egg noodles for Yang Chen as she wished, her little hands were rough, but her cooking skills were extremely exquisite, which could make coarse tea and light rice into delicious dishes.

Yang Chen was eating noodles, with mixed tastes in his heart, and Erya went to his mother's house with a bowl, saying that it was enough to eat a bowl with his mother, but in fact, he fed most of the bowl to his mother.

In college, a lot of men and women in their twenties take their parents' hard-earned money to slap their swollen faces and become fat, and this eleven-year-old girl has learned the responsibility of being a child, which is commendable.

If you want to stay away from your hometown and go to Yang Zige's so-called big city, Erya doesn't know what to bring, and even wants to bring pots and pans that have been used at home for I don't know how many years, and I feel that it is a pity to leave it behind.

Yang Chen saw that the big bags and small bags were all over the place, full of some so-called rags of the city people, he wanted to laugh, but he was sad, and finally told Erya to take the valuable, take the necessary documents, and take the photo of her brother's mighty figure, enough, with the help of the village name, Yang Chen took an old man and a young man to slide across the other side of the river.

He carried the old mother of the mouse on his back, pulled the thin Erya in one hand, and walked on the rugged mountain road, and the village behind him became farther and farther away.

He's just a rat's comrade-in-arms.

It is not his obligation, nor is it his responsibility.

However, the comradeship that has experienced life and death is deeper than the responsibility.

"Brother Yang, can I really be a killer?" Erya asked the same question repeatedly all the way, as if she was worried that her brother Yang Zi would regret it, for some reason, she felt that this big brother was very close, and she had never confided in her brother the secret, facing Brother Yang Zi, the bamboo tube poured out like beans, such as hiding from the whole family, and learning Wing Chun from an old man in a neighboring village for many years.

Wing Chun, one of the southern boxers.

It's also suitable for girls to practice.

Yang Chen said with a smile: "To be a killer, it's not just about boxing, there are a lot of things to learn, and the hardships are far better than ten years of hard study." ”

"I'm not afraid!"

Er Ya replied simply, and her resolute expression dispelled Yang Chen's idea of persuading her to take the right path again, the domestic environment is not suitable for cultivating a top killer, Yang Chen plans to send Er Ya abroad and hand it over to the scorpions, several old brothers who have fought with him countless times, each with their own strengths.

Erya is their apprentice, and it is difficult not to go against the sky.

Leaving the mountains and entering the county seat, Erya came into contact with the flowers of the world for the first time, Yang Chenhua took a Passat car and went to a military airport two hundred kilometers away.

Helicopters are already waiting.

Lao Wu's handwriting is really extraordinary, and it is absolutely the style of the top gentlemen in Beijing.

In the passenger seat of the Passat sedan, Yang Chen secretly sighed, in the back seat, the second girl took care of the delirious old mother, the little girl was very restrained, she didn't dare to touch it here, she didn't dare to touch it there, for fear of damaging the car, and she didn't even dare to press the soft leather seat with her buttocks.

Yang Chen subconsciously glanced back at Erya, Erya's cautious appearance fell into his eyes, he was sad again, and immediately swore silently that one day, Sensei said that this broken Passat is a luxury private jet and a luxury yacht, and Erya can enjoy it calmly.

Rushing all the way, I finally arrived in the capital.

Wu Jie arranged for Ding Hao's old mother to do a comprehensive medical examination, and contacted the best nursing home in the capital, while Yang Chen secretly contacted Scorpion to tell what happened to Erya and his thoughts, Scorpion had no objection, and the habits of these brothers abroad obeying his orders did not change in the slightest because he returned to China.

This loyalty is extremely valuable.

It was the result of Yang Chen pulling them down from the death line again and again.

After settling Ding Hao's old mother, Yang Chen and Wu Jie breathed a sigh of relief, Wu Jie was entangled in trivial matters, and the arduous task of taking Erya to visit various attractions in the capital was left to Yang Chen alone.

Yang Chen understands this, the eldest young man is not equal to eating waste waiting for death, Wu Dashao, as the backbone of the mysterious department of the General Staff, is very busy, as for the one who was in charge of the Second Department of the General Staff a few years ago, but he only knew that the absurd and foolish people who took a beautiful horse to hang around on a military plane were rare.

Ended up eating the gun.

Lao Tzu, who even protects the short, is unlucky.

This kind of waste firewood with a worrying IQ is actually quite sad in the capital compound.

Forbidden City, Qianmen Street, Jingshan Park, this is a must-see attraction for most visitors to appreciate the style of the thousand-year-old imperial capital, in fact, in addition to the cultural and historical monuments, the natural scenery of the imperial capital is really a mess, and the fun places are some characteristic alleys around Shichahai.

Capital.

For a mountain baby like Erya, it is undoubtedly a holy place in a dream.

The little girl is in high spirits every day, and even obsessed with taking the subway, at first she was very restrained, but when her peers look at her, he will bow her head, just three days, she adapted to everything in the city, when looking up at the huge steel frame structure of the main stadium of the 08 Olympic Games, the little girl didn't care about the strange eyes of others, her eyes were red, and she choked up: "Brother Yang Zi, my sister used to nag and wanted to come here, wanting to see the bird's nest." ”

The second girl choked up so much that she couldn't speak.

Yang Chen took out a tissue, bent down to wipe away the teardrops and tear stains on Erya's face, and said distressedly: "I'm here today, take a good look at your sister." ”

Erya nodded, couldn't help crying, followed Yang Chen to visit Olympic Park, looked at Yang Zige's tall back, and looked at the peers around her who were conspicuously dressed and cared for by their parents, she felt that she was an ugly duckling, so inconspicuous, so insignificant.

If it weren't for Brother Yang Zi, she would almost feel that the whole world would abandon her.

Yang Chen glanced back and smiled meaningfully, the ugly duckling may not become a swan.

At sunset, Yang Chen took the little girl to eat something casually in the Huguo Temple snack street, and walked around the night view of Shichahai on the way, bustling with people, and there was no shortage of beautiful women and handsome guys.

The little girl found that her brother Yang Zi was the most eye-catching man among them, and those fashionable or charming beautiful big sisters always liked to look at Brother Yang Zi a few more times.

The eleven-year-old little girl's heart was inexplicably sour, and her rough little hands tightly held the hand that was holding her Yang Zige, as if she was afraid of losing the last relative in her life who loved her.

She fantasized that one day she would be more glamorous and likable than these big sisters, silently guarding Brother Yang's side.