In the bamboo forest, Meishan stood blankly.

He never thought that the two robes he had always cherished were not from the hands of the person in his heart, and they were sewn by Mengjiu.

Why is that?

He clearly remembered that about 20 days before the great battle, he and the Lord had a trial outside the temple on the top of the mountain, and as a result, because he could not dodge the fireball cast by the Lord, he was burned to the corner of the white robe he wore that day.

At that time, the adults once smiled and said that they would definitely compensate him for two new white robes.

Sure enough, a few days after that, his room was filled with two new white robes with fine workmanship.

He always thought that it was an adult who did it for him......

Since ancient times, there has been an unwritten saying between men and women in the Marfa continent that if a woman likes a man, she can give him a hand-sewn shirt or a hand-made sachet, even if it is a hand-embroidered handkerchief.

If a man accepts and uses a woman's offering, he accepts the woman's courtship, and the two can discuss marriage.

He has followed the adults for many years, and although he silently admires and admires her in his heart, he also knows that the adults have always only regarded him as a sibling, and the adults have always been informal, unbound by etiquette.

What's more, at that time, the adult's heart for that person, several of them also saw it.

Although he had never had the luxury of being an adult to have feelings for him other than brotherhood, he was still extremely happy and satisfied when he saw the two sets of white robes neatly stacked in his room.

But a few days after that, the adults left. She hadn't even had a chance to see him in his newly made white robes......

For thousands of years, he would carry these two white robes with him wherever he was.

For many years, he was reluctant to wear them, for fear that they would wear out and be worn out, and the adults would not return......

But he often took them out, scrutinized them, stroked them gently, remembered and felt the time he had spent with adults.

It wasn't until later that he became more and more devastated that he sold all his valuable belongings one by one, leaving only the two robes and the painting.

These are the objects that have been with him throughout his long lonely years, and that make him feel intimate and still connected with adults.

Unexpectedly, this robe was actually sewn by Meng Jiu himself......

Thinking that she had been wearing the robe sewn by Jiu'er all these years, and then thinking of the day she reunited with Jiu'er, she kissed herself and said, "Brother Xiaoshan, I like you"......

He always thought that Jiu'er at that time was out of shape because he was drunk, could it be ......?

No, it won't!

Thinking of this, he shook his head, he has always regarded Jiu'er as his sister, and he has always regarded himself as Jiu'er's second brother......

No, it must not be what he had guessed!!" He shook his head violently again, trying to get his guess out of his head, picked up his axe, and slashed the bamboo with great force.

......

The next day, Meng Jiu really packed up the house belongings for the clinic and went out with Meishan as a wine mother-in-law.

The clinic stall is adjacent to the stall in Meishan, but the business is not very good.

There are nearly ten medical centers of all sizes in Luohua City, and several of them have long been famous, if the people have incurable diseases, they are all given priority to these reliable medical halls with fixed facades, and most of the small clinics in Mengjiu are skeptical.

Fortunately, Mengjiu's intention to go to the clinic was not to make money, and even a few people who chose her for diagnosis and treatment were exempted from the consultation fee.

She just wanted to be by Brother Xiaoshan's side all the time, and she felt satisfied.

The two new robes, she had already put them in Meishan's wing, but she had never seen him wear them.

When asked about this, Meishan just dodged his eyes and said that because he had to cut down bamboo every day, he was afraid that his new robe would be stained and torn.

Meishan's answer made Mengjiu feel happy and sweet again.

She was full of what she felt was Meishan's cherishment of her, but she didn't notice the dodging in Meishan's eyes and words.

Early this morning, Meishan met a special guest.

"Uncle Uncle, is this a dragonfly?" The fleshy little hand held a bamboo dragonfly, and his eyes flashed with surprise on the bamboo gadgets.

Meishan didn't want to pay attention to this little baby.

Because of his prejudice against Lu Yunchu, Meishan didn't like his son...... Although this little baby seems to be very cute......

Seeing that the uncle who sold the gadgets ignored him, the little fox handed the paper bag he was holding in his other hand to Xiao Wu, and the paper bag contained two hot buns.

"Uncle Uncle, did you do all this?" the little fox took a step forward, and was about to reach out and pull Meishan's robe.

Meishan hurriedly avoided his "little devil's claws" that stretched out to him, and snorted in reply.

"Wow, uncle, you're so amazing!" the little fart baby was not at all disappointed by Meishan's avoidance, and turned her head and continued to look at the gadgets in the burden with bright eyes.

"One fiat currency. Meishan made a simple offer, hoping that this little fart baby would buy something and leave quickly, and when he saw the little fart, he thought of Lu Yunchu, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

But when the little baby heard the offer, she didn't mean to buy it at all, she just looked left and right in front of his stall, not knowing what she was rubbing.

Mengjiu, who was not far away, noticed the movement here, leaned over, but exclaimed the next moment when he saw the little fox: "Whose little doll is this, so cute......"

Xiao Wu's eyes were sharp, and he recognized this mother-in-law who was grabbing wine with the boss, and immediately stood between the two before Meng Jiu was about to pounce on the little fox, protecting the little fox behind him.

The little fox poked his head out from behind Xiao Wu suspiciously, and saw the wrinkled mother-in-law: "Ah...... Aren't you the mother-in-law who snatched Daddy's wine?"

“......”

Meng Jiu's face immediately collapsed, at that time, Meng Jiu was only busy grabbing wine, how could he have noticed the other people in Ruyixuan? This little doll in front of him turned out to be the son of that Lu Yunchu? Whose son is not good, but if it is the son of that Lu Yunchu!

Meng Jiu tried his best to control his urge to rush forward and pinch the little baby, and sat back to his own office stupidly, no wonder Brother Xiaoshan avoided the little baby......

But Mengjiu, who had just sat back in his place, thought of an important question.

Before he could ask the little baby a question, the little fart spoke again.

"Uncle and uncle, your skills are so good, can you help the little fox weave two little people?"

“......”

"I won't make up villains in the next place, little baby, go play elsewhere!"

Meishan just wants to get rid of this obnoxious little fart quickly.

"But Uncle, the little dragonfly you made up is so realistic, why can't you make up a villain?"

The little baby is ready to turn on the "100,000 Whys" mode.

Meishan was choked by his question, so he had to say angrily: "No, no." ”

The little fox was about to continue to ask why, but the little five on the side looked at the wine mother-in-law vigilantly, and then looked at the extremely cold middle-aged man, pulling the little fox's sleeve and coaxing: "Little boy, don't disturb the old man to do business again, the little fifth brother will take you to the square to watch the shadow puppet show." ”