The black steed set out again, but this time it was not his master on his back, but a scrawny child.

The saddle was quite large, and the child was lying on it, as if Xu Yongzheng was carrying a rag and walking out.

Xu Yongzheng led the horse to the river and carefully moved the child down.

patted the child's cheek gently, and the child suddenly woke up from the dream, and when he saw Xu Yongzheng, a stranger, he curled up in a ball.

Xu Yongzheng spread his hands and signaled the child not to be nervous, and then he took out a big steamed bun from the baggage, broke it in half directly with his hand, and handed over half of it.

The boy sat down on the wetland by the river and did not get up.

He slowly stretched out one hand to the steamed bun, and when he was halfway there, he shrank again. After repeating this three or four times, he finally got the half of the steamed bun.

The steamed buns were not delicious, but he chewed them so much that his mouth was as big as a small ball.

The steamed buns were already cold and not easy to swallow, so the child stuffed the last small piece of steamed buns in his hand into his mouth and found that he couldn't swallow them.

Xu Yongzheng handed over some more water, but the child didn't pay attention to it, but climbed to the side of the river and drank it regardless of it.

In this way, the steamed bun swallowed smoothly, and the child was lying by the river as if no one was around, with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Xu Yongzheng handed over the remaining half of the steamed buns, and the child also took it with both hands, still stuffing his mouth, and finally drank a lot of river water before swallowing.

"Look at this kid, he's a complete fool. Dementia. Words won't be spoken. Xu Yongzheng said in the sea of knowledge.

Xu Yongzheng laughed and didn't take it to heart.

"It's over, you see this kid as the you were back then, and you can't help it. He covered his head and sighed.

After that, Xu Yongzheng took out another steamed bun, broke it in half as usual, and handed it to the child one by one. The child was stupid and stupid, and he still didn't know how to swallow it, so he took advantage of the river water to eat smoothly.

"It's good, I didn't eat a few steamed buns, but the river was full. ”

Feeling Xu Yongzheng's fluctuations in the sea of knowledge, Wei finally surrendered and said, "Okay, I won't say it." ”

When the boy had eaten his fill, he did not rest, but took a random stick from the river, and took it to pour out the mud.

There were a lot of ants by the river, and they climbed on the child's body, but the child didn't know that until he had an itch on his body, he scratched on his feet and put those ants in his mouth one by one.

Xu Yongzheng took out a short dagger from his baggage and walked in front of the child.

The child didn't know what the dagger was, but he saw it shining silver, and he reached out to grab it.

Xu Yongzheng pinched the child's hand and pulled him to the river. The child was thin and weak, and did not have much strength to resist.

Xu Yongzheng first pulled him to the shallow part of the river and helped him wet himself with water.

The child felt a chill and shrank again.

Xu Yongzheng washed the child with an unknown surname several times, dyed half of the river black, and still did not wash him.

Still, cutting his fluffy hair a little shorter, the child's face still glowed dark.

In the end, Xu Yongzheng changed into a wide robe for him, which he processed with a dagger on a whim.

The child was smirking, and the corners of his mouth were long and sloppy.

"Now I'll take you to dinner. ”

The kid didn't say a word, and Xu Yongzheng sent him to the saddle again.

After a while, the child swayed in the saddle and fell to the ground.

This time, there was still no word coming out, like a baby crying.

There was no way, Xu Yongzheng put the child between the saddles, and then jumped again, got on the horse and left.

There are many inns in the town, but the child keeps crying and seems restless, Xu Yongzheng thinks that it is because this child has not seen so many people.

Therefore, Xu Yongzheng had no choice but to pack some food and drive back to the broken courtyard.

As soon as he returned to the ruined courtyard, the child really stopped crying and became quiet.

Xu Yongzheng still didn't know the child's age, let alone the child's name.

However, he looked at the child's gobbling up food, and after getting along for a long time, the child showed him a hint of a smile, and he was also comforted.

There were still some food scum on the ground, and Xu Yongzheng didn't bother to clean it up, so he leaned on the earthen stove with the child, looking at the bright starry sky.

The child pointed his finger at the sky, clapped his hands from time to time, and laughed.

Xu Yongzheng looked at the child's stupid appearance, touched the child's head, and muttered: "You are better than me, I didn't even have a home at the beginning." ”

In the end, the child leaned against the earthen stove, lying down and falling asleep, curled up, but his feet were on Xu Yongzheng's side.

Xu Yongzheng cultivated with his eyes closed.

"Just such a fool, you really plan to take it with you. Don't forget, you're going to kill someone. ”

"I know. Xu Yongzheng's answer was only three words.

In fact, can he really take this kid with him? Who knows.

In the middle of the night, the breeze was gentle, but Xu Yongzheng heard the sound of running water.

He opened his eyes and found a foul-smelling man crouching in front of him.

The man was facing him, holding the liquor that Xu Yongzheng intended to give to the blacksmith in his left hand, and the right hand was holding the remaining half of the chicken that Xu Yongzheng had eaten.

The man couldn't see Rong's face clearly, and when he opened his mouth, a strong smell of wine came to him, and Xu Yongzheng almost threw up.

And the child also woke up, only to see him smile and grab the man's arm.

"Silly boy, come and have some drinks, too. Then the man poured the wine into the boy's mouth.

The child opened his mouth, swallowed the liquor, and rubbed his hand against his mouth.

"This is my son. The man smiled, then took another sip of his wine.

Such a strong liquor can not be consumed by a child.

After a while, the boy fell straight to the ground, and the man ignored him, but went on eating and drinking on his own.

"You're a blacksmith?"

"Where is the blacksmith, where is the blacksmith, how do I not know?" the blacksmith slumped on the ground, belched.

After that, he also chose to lie on the ground, put his feet in front of his son's head, and held a wine bag in his arms.

The inside of the mouth is even more chirping, as if reminiscing about tonight's food.

After a night without saying anything, Xu Yongzheng went to buy a few steamed buns early and came back, and when he came back, the man was still sleeping on the yellow mud, and the child sat back where he was yesterday.

Xu Yongzheng wanted to pull the child back, but found that the child was holding the broken iron pot where he was dead. It's good now, and the new clothes are black again.

The child didn't look at the complete steamed bun in Xu Yongzheng's hand, and when Xu Yongzheng broke it halfway, he opened his mouth wide and drooled.

Xu Yongzheng handed over two and a half steamed buns in turn, and the child swallowed them raw this time.

Why did the blacksmith become like this? Xu Yongzheng didn't ask last night. It's just that, in this way, it seems that he wants to take this child, which is a little impossible.

When the child saw his father's expression, Xu Yongzheng saw it really clearly. Now it seems that this stupid boy also has true feelings.

When the blacksmith woke up, the first thing he did was to pick up the wine bag in his arms and drink it.

A drunkard father and a stupid son are a perfect match.

Xu Yongzheng handed over three steamed buns, but the blacksmith ignored them, didn't look back, and continued to drink.

When the blacksmith finished drinking, he threw the wine bag and threw it away. Then, with his eyes closed, he went back to sleep.

This time, the blacksmith slept until midnight, and when he opened his eyes, he found a large jar of wine in front of him.

He drank most of the jar at one time before he was slightly satisfied, and then looked at the ground, where the stupid son was still lying at his feet.

There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and he didn't know if it was because of the wine, and his eyes were a little red.

He also had a complete roast chicken at hand, which was exactly what Xu Yongzheng left.

Gobbling it up, a roast chicken soon has only a pile of bones left.

Blacksmith Xie looked at Xu Yongzheng again, Xu Yongzheng also opened his eyes, the two looked at each other, and there was a bit of ridicule in Blacksmith Xie's eyes that Xu Yongzheng couldn't understand.