Although the road is dark, fortunately, the slope is not steep. It's a smooth run. In fact, in this plain, this is already a steep slope. Liu Yong's later life lived in the mountains, and such steep slopes were just flat for him.

It's just that the night is dark, and the heavy rain is coming, I can't help but be anxious, and it is inevitable that there will be some garlic under my feet. Because it is a long way to Meizhou City, there are no carriages and horses to sit on. He was afraid that Yingying would get sick in the rain, and there would be no doctor to see on the road, not to mention that his life would be in danger if he didn't get it, and he would have to delay the trip, you must know that he only had six months to find a way to make money to rescue Li Xinniang and Yun'er.

When the road was broken, the raindrops became heavy, Liu Yong stopped, looked up at the dark sky, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the boat broke and encountered the head wind." He took a breath of relief and continued to run forward.

But what made Liu Yong feel strange was that he ran uphill and downhill for at least four or five miles, and he didn't feel tired at this time. And the more you run, the more powerful you get. This made him feel like he was practicing long-distance running in middle school, when he was the long-distance running champion in the whole school, and he had sports genes in him. It is only when he stands on the podium that he feels full of pride. It was only then that the girl standing below had to look at him passively. Even with admiring eyes, there was nothing but admiration for his ability to run.

The current body is naturally not as good as his later life, but life lies in movement, and he has movement genes in his subconscious. Therefore, at this time, the original weak body seems to have recovered most of it.

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in front of him, the earth was instantly extinguished, and then there was a thunderclap, and the frightened Xiao Yingying screamed, and a pair of fleshy arms tightly wrapped around Liu Yong's neck.

This is the first spring thunder of the year, and Liu Yong feels that this is a good omen. It seems that winter can no longer stop the pace of spring. Just like no matter how difficult this journey is, it can't stop Liu Yong's footsteps. The Cotai Strip, where business is all over the world, began in Liu Yong's run.

It was raining heavily, and Liu Yong was afraid that Yingying would catch a cold, so he quickly took off his robe and wrapped it around her small body, and continued to move forward on her back. At this time, how much he wanted to meet a family, even if it was a ruined temple or something, he often saw it in costume TV series. I don't ask for anything else, just to be able to shelter from the rain.

After running for five or six hundred meters, I faintly saw that there was really a house squatting in black not far from the roadside, which looked gloomy and a little scary in this rainy night.

Liu Yong couldn't care so much, so he left the road with Yingying on his back and went straight to the house.

It turned out to be a ruined temple.

Liu Yong casually touched a handful of hay on the ground, lit it, and looked around. More than forty square meters, a fairy in the middle collapsed half of his body. The offering table fell off one leg and leaned on the pedestal of the idol behind it. A yellow curtain in strips hung from one side of the wall. The house is quite dry, and compared to the bleak wind and cold rain outside, it is already warm here. But it's still cold.

Then there was some hay on the floor and some broken wooden stools, which were just right for a campfire.

Liu Yong quickly lit a fire and let Yingying roast it. The red light of the fire danced on Yingying's immature and lovely little face, warm and warm. Yingying likes this fire very much, and can't help but bring her warmth and safety, and children are afraid of the dark.

Liu Yong looked around the temple house and found that there was a big hole in the corner of the wall behind him, which could easily get into a person. There is rain seeping in. After looking at the wall foundation and roof beams, he felt that there was no danger of collapse, and then returned to Yingying's side.

When Yingying saw him coming, she threw herself into Liu Yong's arms with a smile, and she was very coquettish. Although Liu Yong in later generations is almost thirty years old, some of his classmates' children can make soy sauce, but he doesn't even have a girlfriend. Whenever he is on the side of the road, in the park, he will catch his attention when he sees the young couple walking with their children holding their children's hands. At that time, he didn't think how nice it would be to have a wife. Instead, I was thinking, if I had a child of this size, then I could spoil him every day.

Once, when his sister found out about his thoughts, she laughed at him and said, "A bachelor doesn't want to find a woman, but likes children first." ”

Now his wish has come true, although Yingying is not his biological daughter, but he is close to him, and now that the little girl's father is dead, he will be his father from then on. Thinking like this, he asked casually: "Yingying, is it okay for uncle to be your father?" ”

"Dad? What is that? Yingying asked.

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment and thought: "By the way, the word dad was rarely used in ancient times, and Yingying didn't understand." He said, "Oh, that's what Daddy meant." ”

Yingying was also stunned, but then she smiled, and she smiled brightly, but she didn't say a word, just looked at Liu Yong. Is it a default? Liu Yong didn't know why this ghostly little guy was smiling and silent, so he had to look at her in a daze.

Suddenly, Yingying threw herself into his arms again and cried.

"Yingying, why are you crying?" Liu Yong asked.

"My daddy is dead, my daddy is dead. Woohoo......"

Liu Yong sighed and thought, "It turned out that it reminded her of her father." Also, although her father is not good, but after all, the blood is connected. It seems that Yingying's child is still very filial. ”

"Yingying, don't cry, everyone will die." In fact, Liu Yong would not coax the child at all, and she would not understand these things when she told her at this time.

"Uncle, will you die too?" Yingying wiped her tears and asked.

Liu Yong nodded, but Yingying cried again, and hugged Liu Yong's waist tightly, crying: "No, uncle, Yingying won't let you die, won't let you die." ”

"Uh, ah, I, I'm not going to die now." Liu Yong didn't know how to fill the pit he dug himself.

"In the future, Yingying will not let her uncle die."

"Well, my uncle won't die in the future. Is it okay to accompany Yingying forever? Liu Yong explained for a long time, and Ying Ying stopped crying. For a child her size, a lie will be taken seriously.

Liu Yong didn't ask Yingying to do her father's business, untied the grilled fish hanging from her waist, and heated it on the fire, one per person was considered dinner.

Yingying eats deliciously, sometimes with a small mouth, and enjoys it very much.

On this difficult road, carrying a child, although it is a bit burdensome, at least does not make the traveler feel lonely. When people are lonely, what they hope for most is to have an equally lonely heart to comfort each other. At this moment, Liu Yong and Yingying are two lonely minds colliding in one place. They are interdependent, dependent on each other, and feel each other's love.

Liu Yong ate the last bite of the grilled fish, let out a long breath, looking at Yingying, who was still chewing slowly, but thinking about the future in his mind.

Thinking about it, when he arrived in Meizhou City, he saw Yingying's aunt, settled Yingying to her, and then borrowed some money from her to do business. It looks like it's only a small deal. The thought of the six-month deadline made my heart shrink.

In the dream of Red Mansions, it is said that a poor person can live for a year with twenty taels of silver. In modern times, the minimum standard of living for a poor family of three is 20,000 yuan. Although modern and ancient times are not the same, those twenty taels of silver are not worth 20,000 yuan, but in terms of value, they can also top 10,000 yuan, at least a few thousand yuan. Think about it, what a lot of five hundred taels of silver must be. If you take 20 taels of silver and 6,000 yuan, one tael is equivalent to 300 yuan, and the more than 500 taels of silver is almost 150,000 yuan. In other words, Liu Yong has to earn 150,000 yuan in half a year. Especially since he was penniless, it was undoubtedly an impossible task.

Liu Yong's heart sank a little, and he felt a trace of panic, after all, the fate of the two big living people was in his own hands. He began to wonder if he had made such a hasty decision. But after thinking about it, such a decision was made by him at that time according to a thought in his mind. Thinking about it now, even though I knew why I had made the choice of a six-month deadline at the time, it is strange that I didn't think about it at the time.

Is it the mind of the man who spoke to me?

Ah, Liu Yong couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, how could he forget this stubble? At this point he remembered when he was dying that he had heard his idol speak to him. At that time, he was so dazed that he had forgotten it, and wondered who was talking to him.

"The blood is fused, the divine will is connected, and my consciousness is all for you...... Could it be that everything in the idol's mind has now entered my mind? If I have the mind of an idol, am I not ...... Ha ha. This is not only a magical event, but also a great joy, Liu Yong couldn't help but say it out loud.

"Uncle, what do you say?" Yingying heard it and asked curiously.

"Oh." Liu Yong smiled, "I didn't say anything, Yingying went to sleep, my uncle just hugged you to sleep." His words were light, but his heart could not hold back the ecstasy. You know, his idol is known as the top businessman of our time. It can be said that he is a businessman who combines the excellent qualities and character of all businessmen and has almost no shortcomings. He is an entrepreneurial role model and idol for the public, especially young people. Everywhere he went, he drew a large number of admirers. Liu Yong is one of them.

"Well, uncle, that Yingying will sleep." Yingying said very obediently.

Liu Yong smiled at her, seeing Yingying's tired and tired expression and those big eyes that slowly closed, he suddenly felt that he had an extra happy burden on his shoulders. Instead, a sense of pride arose. This pride comes from the need that your loved ones have for you.

In later generations, Liu Yong lived with his parents, and it can be said that he still lives under the wings of his parents. I don't realize what it's like to have the burden of happiness on my shoulders.

At this time, the calm firelight reflected the smile on the corner of his mouth, so gentle, so sweet. He looked at Xiao Yingying, who was sleeping innocently, and her snow-white face was still painted with sinuous sweat marks. I couldn't help but feel a wave of pity in my heart, and I couldn't help but kiss it on that snow-white face.

He thought: "From now on, Yingying will be my Liu Yong's child, and I must let her live the best life." I want to make her the happiest girl in the world. ”

In the firelight, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his handsome face became resolute again. His eyes were firmly fixed on the dancing flames, and his eyes were full of yearning for a better life in the future and a demonstration of standing tall in the face of difficulties.

The sound of drizzling wipers outside, the slow dancing of the bonfire in the house, and the occasional crackling sound of crackling wood. Everything seemed so peaceful. Liu Yong hugged Yingying and leaned under the broken offering table, a little drowsy.

Suddenly, a messy footsteps outside the house made Liu Yong's drowsiness disappear in an instant, and his heart was mentioned, and he saw a person stumbling into the temple gate.

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