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In April, a small event happened in Night City, an old man came to Night City, covered in golden light, and definitely looked like a rich man. His hair was as gray as silver, and he walked tremblingly faster than a tortoise. Beside him was supported by an old woman who was also covered in golden light, and although the old woman's steps were a little shaky, her steps were much steater than that of the old man. The two just supported each other, walking on the streets of the night city and looking very affectionate.

Behind them were the number 100 people, all carrying knives and swords, walking neatly, and everyone was in good spirits. It is clear that this is an army, just in civilian clothes.

Oh, it looks like a big guy, that old man.

In this way, the big man took these people to Uncle Yexi in the north of the city.

Uncle Yexi is a very handsome person, and I really don't want to say much about men who are more handsome than me, but if I have to find something to describe it, it is: all the major green buildings in Night City have offered half-price discounts to Uncle Yexi. However, Uncle Yexi, that melancholy man likes to sell his buns somewhere in the east of the city (although I guess the reason Uncle Yexi doesn't go is because he doesn't have any money in his pocket).

Seeing that there were two people in front of his bun shop, Uncle Yexi stopped what he was doing, moved a chair and put it in the sun, and then lay down, looking very rude. He seemed to have guessed the identity of the person who came.

"Son! I am your father! The big man let out a grieving wail, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Holy! Twenty-five years ago you didn't realize this problem. Uncle Yexi said "exclamation", and then tilted his head to the side impatiently, not having a good impression of this father who suddenly appeared.

"Today I know wrong! I'm here to pick you up. The big man cried bitterly, not too loudly, but the guards around him began to cry.

Isn't it touching? Sorry, at least I didn't hear that.

"Sorry! You're late, I've been waiting for you for too long, and I don't want to wait any longer. Uncle Yexi said impatiently, probably thinking that you didn't show up after waiting for you for more than ten years when you were a child, but now that you have a family business and live so chic and comfortable, you appeared! What the is going on?

"Forgive your father, son! He had no choice but to do it back then! The old woman next to the big man cried bitterly, how could the big man let people know that he had women and children outside in the battle for the throne back then.

"It's done now?" Uncle Yexi asked, his voice was very soft, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

"I'm pregnant with you in October!" The old woman cried out, and she couldn't hold back her grief and began to cry along.

"To put it bluntly, ten months of eating and drinking for nothing! If you want me back, come to me, and I'll take care of you for ten months. Uncle Yexi said shamelessly, lying in bed as lazy as you want, the disdainful expression on his face, and his heartless charm are quite Uncle Song's style.

"How can you do that?" The big man roared, extremely sad, extremely angry, and at the same time extremely self-blaming, after all, he was the one who left Uncle Yexi in the first place, and he was the one who did the wrong thing back then.

"What's wrong? How's it going? You couldn't want me in the battle for the throne back then, and if you couldn't want it, don't give birth? Can't you play with any woman? What can't you have to give birth to? The battle for the throne? You fought for the throne more than ten years ago! Are you coming to pick me up? You don't! Why? It's not because you want to save face, because you can't let those ministers know that their emperor has a wild seed outside. You have had countless opportunities to come to me in the past ten years, have you looked for it? No, not even a letter!

And then what? You're old like this, and you're coming to me? Why? It's not because of the prince of your white country that they all died! It's not because if you can't find a prince again, you won't even know if you live and die in the hands of that minister! Now you're coming to me? The emperor is amazing, isn't he? The emperor can ignore the feelings of others, huh?

You haven't done half of your mother's duty to me for so many years, but today you are asking me to give you a pension! Lao Tzu tells you the truth, Lao Tzu doesn't do it!

Your mouth is full of yourself, have you ever thought of my feelings. I grew up in a green building, and I had to come out and find something to do when I was seven or eight years old! Then I learned that I had such a father. So I waited, dreaming that one day you would come and pick me up and let me live a life without worrying about eating and drinking. Every time, when another slightly better dressed person passed me, I couldn't resist running up to him and calling him. And then what? I was laughed at. But I don't care, I still always believe that you will come, and then wait for more than ten years! Later, I couldn't come out and find something to do. I don't plan to wait for the past few years, with a bun shop, with money, life is free? There you are!

What are you here for? Destroy my life?

If you're the emperor, you can't care about everyone's feelings, right? You can throw me away when you don't want me, right? Come and shout when you want me, and I'll have to support you, right?

Fuck you white country! Fuck you emperor! Fuck you! Lao Tzu would rather have a bun shop in the night city than go to the white country to be a prince! ……”

Uncle Yexi scolded, scolding louder and louder, scolding more and more ugly, and finally even yelled at the big man in a roaring tone!

The big man's head was always lowered, and he never dared to raise it to look directly into Uncle Yexi's eyes.

"Fuck you, let's go, early in the morning, don't bother me with my business." At the end, Uncle Yexi said such a sentence!

The big man finally left in grief, leaving behind a crystal clear white jade pendant.

Uncle Yexi's steamed bun shop opened again, and acquaintances came here to eat steamed buns as usual, as if nothing had happened.

This is the calmness peculiar to the people of Night City!

That's the kind of story that Night City often has.

When Uncle Yexi's incident happened, Uncle Song and I were next to Uncle Yexi. Uncle Song still had a bad look on his face, but my jaw dropped in shock.

"That's a lot to say!" Uncle Song said that he and Uncle Yexi were friends. The concept of friends has a wide range, you can give two copper coins less after eating a bun, and you can count as friends, and the two have killed people together, and one saved the other is also a friend.

Although they are both friends, the amount is obviously different. I don't know which one Uncle Song and Uncle Yexi are, they've known each other since I can remember.

"After accumulating for more than ten years, I typed four or five drafts and memorized them two or three times! Can it not be much? Damn, all I want is to scold him all these words to his face. "Uncle Yexi doesn't care about the tunnel.

"Evil animal, he's your father." Uncle Song scolded with a smile.

"I know, and I didn't say I didn't leave him alone. It's just that I haven't had enough of my free life, and in another two or three years, when he is almost old, I will go to Baiguo to take over his class. Uncle Yexi said, looking at the direction of the departure of the big man in the distance with melancholy eyes. Maybe it's really a bit of a father-son relationship.

In this place of Night City, the last thing I understand is a thing called family affection, we used all kinds of methods and methods to replace it, and finally found that we have always lacked such a thing in our hearts.

I looked at the melancholy Uncle Yexi while eating the steamed buns, and looked at his tearful eyes into the distance. Didn't look back! Didn't look back!

I nervously looked at Uncle Yexi's unturned head and secretly stuffed buns into my clothes.

"Night City, I can see it." Uncle Yexi said, he still looked into the distance sadly, his eyes were still melancholy, his face was numb, and he didn't move.

it! How did he see it?

"Uncle Yexi, your eyes are so good." I couldn't help but compliment, and then took the bun out.

"After so many years of vicissitudes, I got used to it. Alas, the years have changed the innocent boy at the beginning, let him ......" Uncle Yexi said in depth.

"It's all the prince, can't you give it for free?" Uncle Song said angrily, unceremoniously picked up the bun and ate it. Looking at the petty theft, I said, "What do you steal, you grow up, you have to learn to rob, you know?" ”

"Got it." I nodded seriously, how can I still steal when I grow up? Learn to rob. What Uncle Song said is the truth.

"Don't talk nonsense, you have to give money to eat steamed buns. This is the greatest truth of the world for me. Uncle Yexi said, then turned around and collected the money for the buns from the guests who walked out. Each copper plate must be counted carefully before letting people go. No politeness!

I looked at Uncle Yexi, who was "short of money", and I couldn't understand why he refused such a father when he was so wealthy. "Uncle Yexi, why do you want to refuse?" I asked, naturally, a somewhat naïve question.

"****** this is not nonsense! If a strange old man appears in front of you one day and says that he is your father, can you ****** agree? Uncle Yexi said righteously, as if what had just happened was really like this.

"Definitely won't agree!" I insisted, how could this possibly agree?

"That's right." Uncle Yexi spread his hands.

"But if he wants to say that it is my father, then I will definitely agree." I said more firmly, how could I disagree?

"Really? But people like me wouldn't agree. Uncle Yexi said stubbornly.

"Uncle Yexi, you are a person with a story." I said, and then resolutely implemented Uncle Song's thoughts, and began to pick it up directly and blatantly.

"It's useless to pat yourself on the back, I said, you have to pay for eating steamed buns." Uncle Yexi said, looking at my bulging belly like a pregnancy, and snatched all the buns back.

"Your story must be a tragedy!" I said angrily, and then took out the money and gave it all to Uncle Yexi.

Uncle Song and I were about to leave, but Uncle Yexi looked at my departing back and suddenly said in the back: "Night City, you are an unprincipled person. It feels cheap, but it's cute. There was a clear smile in his voice.

"Uncle Yexi, Uncle Song said that this is not called cheap, this is called growth." I replied loudly, and the figures of Uncle Song and I suddenly grew up under the rays of the morning sun. One big and one small, the two of them were eating the buns that Uncle Song secretly hid in his clothes, while walking towards the bustling streets of the night city.

This is what happened in April. Is it fun?

(Is this possible, Your Majesty?) A steamed bun seller who doesn't want to be an emperor? ）

(I just like the look I think people are surprised by anything big.) Don't be surprised, in that place in Night City, there is the treatment of the emperor, but there is no trouble of the emperor. Now that I think about it, Night City is such a great place. It's just that I don't remember a little bit clearly. ）