How to explain this, Ma Du smiled bitterly, "My grandfather is not an immortal, he is a flesh-and-blood person like me. Airplanes are not chickens, well, you can understand as flying carriages. “

"A flying carriage?! Mother said there were flying carriages! Zhu Wenying's eyes widened in disbelief, but he thought about how this guy would fall from the sky if there was no flying carriage.

Ma Dajia has no mind to care about the carriage at this time, and shouted wildly in his heart, "His surname is Ma, and he is also surnamed Ma!" She pressed the excitement in her heart, and hurriedly asked: "I don't know, how old is the little gentleman?" “

Ma Du recalled the immature face he saw in the bronze mirror, "I am about fifteen years old. ”

Zhu Wenying leaned over and sat aside, and gestured Ma Du's head to his shoulder, "It doesn't look like it, when I was fifteen years old, I was almost as tall as I am now." ”

Madu was embarrassed, it was a long time ago to be compared like this. Due to personal physical reasons, his puberty was indeed relatively late.

He didn't feel the need to explain to this annoying guy that people who grew up late were tall, and he wanted to sit in the first row when he was in his first year of high school, and he would be in the last row in his third year of high school.

Ma Dajia stretched out his hand and slapped Zhu Wenying, "Be honest, don't be noisy." Then he asked Zhu Wenying to make amends to Ma Du, "This kid is quite sensible on weekdays, but I don't know what happened today, Mr. Xiao should not blame." “

"It's okay, I won't take care of some small things." It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for three years, and the person who compared Lao Tzu back then, Lao Tzu has come back, not worse than this one.

Ma Du was actually more entangled in whether he had shrunk or rejuvenated at first, and he was not relieved until he saw the still immature finches when he urinated.

Ma Dajia continued to ask: "I listened to the meaning of Mr. Xiao's words just now, and I don't seem to know my exact birthdate. Her focus is obviously different from Zhu Wenying's.

Ma Du groaned, "This matter is a long story, I heard my grandfather say that more than ten years ago he traveled in Jianghuai, and happened to meet a group of scattered Yuan soldiers who were slaughtering a small group of displaced people, so he stepped in to stop it, and saw a dying woman with a crying baby in her arms, it was me." The day my grandfather adopted me, it was considered my birthday. ”

Ma Dajia sighed for a while when he heard this, "If your parents know that you have been raised by your benefactor, you will be dumbfounded." When she comforted Ma Du, her heart was like a knife, and she still had a bad conjecture in her heart.

She forcibly asked, "Dare to ask your grandfather's name, where is he now, so that I can join you." ”

"This ......" Ma Du hesitated, not knowing whether to tell the other party that the fairy-like character he created just now was called Ma Jianguo, and this sense of disobedience was too strong.

Ma Dajiao said: "It's the concubine who lost her words, and the name of the master shouldn't be asked." ”

"Mrs. misunderstood, in fact, I didn't know my grandfather's name when I asked, and I always called my grandfather. When an old friend visited, he was called Liuru layman, and his grandfather often called himself the owner of the Peach Blossom Nunnery. ”

Masters always have to have a name, Ma Du couldn't remember it for a while, so he had to use someone else's, I'm sorry Tang Bohu, you will be called the master of the chrysanthemum nunnery and the Baru monk in the future.

"Master of Peach Blossom Temple? Six such as laymen? Ma Dajia muttered in his heart, but he had never heard of it, but the world is so big, and the other party has lived overseas for a long time, so it is not surprising that he does not know.

"I don't know where Grandpa is now. On the way, my grandfather's old illness recurred, and I wanted to rest, but I encountered a thundercloud, and my grandfather couldn't bear to be blown into powder by thunder and lightning, so he tied me to a parachute and threw me off the plane. Before I fell unconscious, I saw that the plane was swallowed up by thunderclouds and disappeared, and I was afraid that it would be ......"

That's right, it was his grandfather and uncle who threw him off the plane, and life was even more painful than death, thinking that he had been separated from his grandfather for six or seven hundred years, and he was afraid that he would not have a chance to see him again in this life, and he couldn't help but choke up a little more between his words.

"Don't cry, the old man is watching you from the sky!" Ma Dajiao was teary-eyed, and he reached out to pat Ma Du's back to comfort him.

It's just that Ma Du didn't cry, he had cried enough yesterday, but the other four people in the room all had red eyes, and this sympathy was too overflowing.

How did Ma Du know that the four of them had their own sadness, such as Zhu Wenzheng, who lost his father since he was a child, followed his mother back to his parents' house, and was fed up with white eyes; Deng Yu followed his father and brother against the Yuan when he was a teenager, and after his father and brother died, he fought in the rain of guns and arrows when he was more than ten years old; Zhu Wenying's parents died early, lonely and helpless, if Lao Zhu hadn't accepted him as his godson, I am afraid that he would have starved to death long ago; Ma Dajia lost his mother at a young age, and was separated from his family and had to be sent to the fence.

I don't feel like I'm usually busy, but I suddenly calmed down and listened to Ma Du arranging such a half-truth and half-false sad story, and I couldn't help but think of my own suffering. If I knew that most of Madu's stories were false, I would probably be able to eat him alive.

Ma Dajia wiped his tears and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, "It's not early, don't disturb Mr. Xiao's quiet." “

Ma Du is not afraid of interruptions, he has been quiet and scared these days, and he is busy saying: "Madam, do I want to go out for a walk?" And can you give me back my things. ”

Ma Dajia looked at Zhu Wenzheng, and when he saw him nodding, he said, "Yes, but I have to come back early for dinner." ”

"Wenying, you can go with him." Ma Dajia gave an order, and Zhu and Deng left.

Ma Du asked Zhu Wenying, "Hey, your name is Zhu Wenying, and do you have any clothes that fit?" He figured he wouldn't be able to wear his camouflage uniform.

"You don't have ready-made!" Zhu Wenying pointed to Jia Baoyu's suit at the head of the bed.

"It's not good-looking, the bells and whistles are dressed like Jia Baoyu. As long as you wear it, it's all you need. Ma Du pointed to the clothes on Zhu Wenying's body, it was an arrow-sleeved robe, which was quite energetic to wear, and it was a cotton and linen fabric, which was more breathable and suitable for spring wear.

"Hehe...... Zhu Wenying smiled, "I brought a few, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold up." “

I wiped it, and I made fun of Lao Tzu's height, this guy always can't get along with me.

Seeing that Ma Du's face was not good, Zhu Wenying hurriedly said: "Don't worry, let's go to the street together later, and go to the ready-to-wear store to buy you a dress." Don't let your mother know, or she'll be busy making you clothes, and she's tired for the past two days. ”

Several soldiers carried a heavy iron box into the room, and when they opened it, they saw that their equipment was inside.

Madu turned out the telescope and hung it around his neck, "Let's go, what are you nervous about?" ”

Zhu Wenying's head was raised, "Who is nervous, which eye of yours sees that I am nervous." ”

When I went out, I saw the second goods and the veteran oil in the gatehouse, and when I saw Ma Du respectfully saluting, the second goods also showed a very bright smile at Ma Du, but Ma Du felt that he was smiling so fakely.

Out of the courtyard gate, Ma Du was startled, this small courtyard was surrounded by airtight, Ma Du roughly counted, I am afraid that there are no less than two hundred soldiers.

When I thought of the fishing nets above the yard, I knew that I was obviously afraid that I would run away, and I was really overestimating me, and two people could see it to death.

Zhu Wenying called a few more people dressed as men to follow, but Ma Du could see that these were all battle-hardened soldiers, and there should be broken blades hidden in their sleeves.

first went to the nearest ready-to-wear store to buy two sets of clothes, and after a sale, Ma Du knew that Zhu Wenying was a stingy ghost, so he spent a small piece of broken silver on him, so he didn't want it to hurt his flesh, and kept complaining along the way.

Madu didn't bother to bother with him, he walked from street to alley, like a headless fly, stumbling around the city of Hongdu, studying whatever he saw for a long time, expecting to find a flaw, even if it was a thumbtack, it was enough for him to puncture the illusory bubble and wake himself up from his dream.

After disassembling the wheels of an ox cart and not finding the bearings he was looking for, Madu got up stupidly. Ignoring Zhu Wenying's painful expression, he took out a piece of broken silver from the money bag around his waist and handed it to the old man who was driving the car, "Uncle has caused you trouble!" “

"Childe likes my wheels, so you don't need to give ......money," the old man didn't dare to answer, and waved his hand again and again. Madu saw the longing in his eyes, and gave the silver to the old man, ignoring the thousand thanks behind him, and walked towards the city gate.

Zhu Wenying dodged and stopped in front of Ma Du, "It's not safe outside, don't go out of the city." ”

"Can I go to the top of the city wall and see?" Madu retreated to the next best.

Zhu Wenying nodded, "Okay, but you are not allowed to spend my money anymore, I still have a lot of use in keeping it!" “

Stingy! Ma Du shook his head and sighed, if his expectations were not bad, this will be a big tyrant in the future, so he will take this bit of silver to heart.

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, I went up the city wall along the road to the city, opened the lid of the telescope and looked out of the city, there were no concrete roads, no cars, no telephone poles and signal towers, and there was an endless stream of boats on the wide lake, but none of them could smoke.

As far as the eye can see, it is enough to penetrate all camouflage, and those who shoot costume TV series in later generations will inevitably let cement roads, tractors, telephone poles and other unfashionable things enter the camera. This is not Truman's world, and no one can dress up such a big set.

There are still traces of fire on the mottled city wall, and old blood stains can be seen in the brick cracks, and the more direct evidence is this smaller body, but he doesn't want to believe it, he is finally convinced: he has crossed it!

He had not carefully studied Stephen Hawking's "A Brief History of Time", and wondered if there was a four-dimensional or five-dimensional space in that strange cloud, and how it changed time and space and airdropped itself here more than 600 years ago. How do I go back? Or will you never go back?!