After entering the house, Hei Jiu beckoned Bai Haoxing to sit on the sofa.

"What to drink?"

"Master, I love to drink Coke."

"What kind of cola do children drink, cola is a carbonated drink, drinking more stimulates the stomach and intestines, causes osteoporosis, contains a lot of additives, sugar ......"

"Uh, that master, then I'll drink fruit juice, orange juice is the best." The child sat on the sofa, because he was small and couldn't lean on his back, the fat man threw him a pillow, Bai Haoxing obediently put the pillow aside, and sat straight with his back upright.

"Orange juice? That thing also has additives, I don't know if I washed it when I squeezed it, I'm afraid that there are a lot of pesticides left, and then change it. ”

The little machine gun talking expert was blocked aggrieved, "Then, what is there to drink?" ”

"Boiled water, boiling water drank hygienic ......"

"And you're asking me what to drink?" No matter how good Bai Haoxing's cultivation was, he almost jumped up and scolded his mother, he only dared to complain in a whisper and vent his grievances.

The fat man held back a smile on the side, this kid really came to the right place today, he was tortured repeatedly, I am afraid that even if he was not treated by his father and brother at home, he was also a rare genius in the family.

Usually, he and Hei Yuan are controlled by Hei Jiu, but now there is an extra qi bag, and as soon as the fat man's mood is beautiful, he gets a little carried away, and he can't help but take out a handful of melon seeds and taste them fragrant.

"Xiao Huofan, eating melon seeds is hot, drink more water. Why did you spit out the melon seed skin to the ground again, how many times have you said it? Go get a broom and clean ......."

"Okay." The fat man was most afraid of Grandpa Jiu's chatter, he didn't know if Hei Jiu's combat power was terrifying, but this verbal effort made him and Hei Yuan complain.

However, all this fell in the eyes of the little boy Bai Haoxing, and it became a rare scene to get along with family and friends. A mist appeared in his eyes.

"Why didn't Shigong let my father come to see you all these years? Don't let him contact you? ”

Hei Jiu poured a glass of steaming water for each of the three children.

Seeing that Shigong refused to answer, Bai Haoxing said again: "Father, he misses you very much, Shigong." ”

After all, a child is a child, no matter how mature his heart is, no matter how high his IQ is, how can he remain calm when he is facing a teacher who is respected by his father?

Hei Jiu didn't answer, he got up directly from the sofa and followed behind him, behaving like a puppy.

"What do you little doll know?" Hei Jiu didn't turn around, he continued to be busy with something, it was almost dawn, and he was going to make some hearty breakfast for the three babies.

Hei Yuan heard that Grandpa Jiu's words were a little choked, he didn't say anything, rolled up his sleeves and began to help Grandpa Jiu reconcile.

"I'm not young, I'm 10 years old this year."

Hei Jiu smiled and asked him: "You are only 10 years old, you were not born when your father and I walked the rivers and lakes, what do you know?" Go wash your hands and make you dumplings to eat in a while. ”

Hearing the word dumplings, Bai Haoxing's eyes widened, and he was excited to help.

"Xiao Erha, come here, don't stand in the way of Grandpa Jiu and Hei Yuan."

"Erha? Who is Erha? Bai Haoxing turned around, and the fat man really summoned himself like a dog, "You are the dog, your whole family is a dog." ”

"Yo yo yo, I'm still angry, where was the bearing just now? How can I see that our ninth grandfather has become like a child. ”

"Come on, do you know how to make dumplings? Don't get in the way there! ”

The fat man stuffed a handful of melon seeds into Bai Haoxing's hand, and said with a smile: "Tell you, Grandpa Jiu's skill in making dumplings is a must." The skin is thin and the meat is rich and delicious. Hiss, drooling just thinking about it. ”

The little boy swallowed his saliva violently and replied, "My family didn't let me eat dumplings, and I said that my breath was heavy." Not in line with gentlemanliness. ”

"Tut-tut, how boring is your life, what do you usually eat?"

"Western food." Bai Haoxing looked at the melon seeds in his hand and felt a little difficult, he never ate nut food with skin, it was the maid who provided him with ready-made meals, and the melons and fruits were peeled without shells, and it was the first time he wanted to eat them himself.

He was a little unsure of what the taste was, how to eat it to get the melon seeds out, and stared at the fat man's movements with wide eyes. The fat man had already discovered that this kid was pretending to be cowardly, and instead of exposing him, he slowed down the movements in his hands and taught him to look carefully.

"Delicious!" The melon seeds are crispy and melt in the mouth, leaving a fragrant taste on the lips and teeth, and the taste is great. Bai Haoxing's eyes were bright, like a kitten guarding food and nesting a handful of melon seeds in the palm of his hand.

"You fat brother I still have it here, eat slowly." The fat man's backpack contained a large bag of all kinds of melon seeds and nuts.

Soon, there was a burst of aroma from the kitchen, and the fat man had long been attracted by the smell, lying on the kitchen door and guarding. In the end, even Bai Haoxing's small body was lying on the other side.

"It smells so good."

"Wash your hands, Xiao Huofan, and Erha children, go wash your hands. Remember to sing the birthday song three times. Hei Jiu came out with a pot of dumplings in his left and right hands and put them on the dining table.

"I'm not Erha." The little boy Bai Haoxing argued vigorously, and his little face was red with anxiety.

He felt like a countryman entering the city, everything in Shigong Heijiu's house was so new to him, and the "hospitable" fat man Huo Fan not only teased him, but also gave him delicious snacks; Kurobuchi, who doesn't like to talk much, has been observing him, and although he will feel that the other party's scrutinizing gaze is a little uncomfortable, it is also a kind of concern. Needless to say, Shigong Hei Jiu warmly entertained him, made dumplings for him, and taught him to wash his hands and sing birthday songs three times.

Bai Haoxing's home is very luxurious and large, covering an area more than 10 times that of Hei Yuan's house, but the popularity here is many times better than where he lives.

"Master, these dumplings are delicious." The Erha boy buried his head in cooking, and stuffed dumplings stuffed with pork cabbage and pork leeks into his stomach.

"I told your father not to come to me." Hei Jiu finally told the truth, and his eyes were no longer the atmosphere of the market, but the sorrow and longing that were so dense that they couldn't be dissolved.

"I'll take you to a place after eating." After saying this, Hei Jiu stopped talking.

The only sound in the room was chewing and swallowing.

After breakfast, Hei Yuan obediently washed up, and the fat man went to take a shower, leaving Bai Haoxing sitting on the sofa in a daze.

After a while, the fat man came out wrapped in a bath towel and shouted, "Erha, do you want to wash?" ”

"No, no, I'm not sweating."

The Erha boy hurriedly waved his hand, he was not used to taking a bath and going to the bathroom in other people's houses.

"Okay, then it's up to you, we broadcast live for a day yesterday, and we were covered in sweat." The fat man already lives in Hei Yuan's house, and he has a change of clothes and toiletries. He is a casual temperament, unlike Erha's children, who are very restrained.

Later, it was Kurobuchi's turn to take a shower and change clothes.

A group of 4 people plus 2 dogs went out before 7 o'clock and went to the Hidden Dragon Mountain Cemetery in the west of Blue City. It took almost 2 hours to reach the destination. The winding mountain road is hidden under tall and solemn trees. At the beginning of September, only the elderly who like to exercise and climb the mountain in the morning will come here, and it is not the usual time to sweep the tomb, and the cemetery is very quiet.

Bypassing the dense cemetery in front of you, you walked for a long time before you found a secluded place. There are only two lonely tombs here.

"Hei Yuan, this is the graveyard of your father and mother."

For the first time in 25 years, Kurobuchi came here, and his feelings were complicated, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"I didn't bring you here, because I didn't want you to have anything to do with your previous identity, they have left, I will let you live like a real ordinary person." Black Nine explained in a low voice.

"I understand."

"The Ninth Eunuch removed me and your father, and the less you know, the better it will be for you, as long as you stay away from the whirlpool, you will be able to save your life."

"They wouldn't do it to an orphan who doesn't threaten their interests, that's not in line with their status."

Hei Jiu's tone was a little self-reproachful, he was afraid that Hei Yuan would blame him, blame him for not telling his parents about it, and not bringing him to sweep the graves of his parents.

Kurobuchi found that his parents' tombstones and surroundings were cleaned up, and although this place was secluded and few tourists arrived, it was evident that some people worshipped and cleaned here every year.

"Hei Eighty-Eight came to me in the 3rd year, and he wanted to take you back to Hei's house, to be honest, I was against it at first."

"The aftermath of that incident was so severe that the effects have not subsided to this day. If you go back alone, I can imagine what kind of reproach you will face. ”

"At least lose half a life, or at worst have an extra tombstone here. Your parents don't want you to follow in their footsteps. ”

Hei Yuan buried his head, his inner emotions fluctuated greatly at the moment, and he had never felt such powerlessness. What kind of behemoth are the Nine Eunuchs and the Black Family, whom even Grandpa Nine feared.

"And then how did you figure it out?"

"It's a young man, and his presence has made me understand some truth."

"Is it Kuro?" Hei Yuan has long been suspicious, Hei Eighty-Eight has never touched him, but Hei Miao is positive, seeing that he is as familiar as a long-lost relative, rewarding and joining the live broadcast group like a local tyrant, he knows more about himself than he does.

Hei Jiu smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were much more.

"I can't hide anything from you."

Hei Yuan secretly exclaimed, what is the origin of this senior brother of the treacherous group, first said that Hei Jiu, who has not been out of the mountain for more than 20 years, and successfully persuaded the Black Eighty-eight disciples of the Buddhist Department to walk the rivers and lakes to form a group. Now he is still the elder brother of the Trickster Hunting Group, and he controls the overall situation.

"Who is he?" Hei Yuan couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"His identity will be known to you when the time is right, and until then, you just need to know that he is your most trustworthy person."

"In the future, you can rest assured that a few of you dolls will form a group to participate in the clan election, and he will not harm you."

Hei Yuan looked at Hei Jiu in surprise, and was speechless for a long time, this kind of words actually came from the mouth of Hei Jiu, the Hei family instructor who was protecting the calf in front of him, how could he not shock Hei Yuan.

"That's how you trust him?"

Hei Mao is not Hei Eighty-Eight, not a disciple who Hei Jiu grew up looking at, he is just a junior in his early 20s, and the Hei family is not favored, although Hei Yuan does not value the identity and status of the other party, but the teacher's trust is terrifying and inexplicable.

If Hei Jiu is not blind and Hei Eighty-eight is not brain-dead, it can only mean that Hei Hao has some ulterior identity and secret.

Sure enough, Hei Jiu just looked at Hei Yuan and didn't open his mouth to explain.