The boy had just finished singing a short stanza when a sturdy young man roared and rushed out, "Damn it, damn acrylic, I'm telling you to stay away from my sister!" ”

The boy stuck out his tongue, threw the guitar to the ground neatly, picked up the bicycle on one side, and rode away quickly, shouting as he rode, "My dear, this is the twenty-eighth bouquet of roses I gave you!" ”

As he rode wildly, along the way, people continued to join the queue to chase him, the boy panicked, rushed into the old house that everyone feared, and with a loud bang, the boy got up from the ground, and looked at the people standing at the door in fear and made a gesture of demonstration.

The people looked at him with resentment, and suddenly their faces showed a look of horror, and they scattered, and the smug young man laughed loudly, until the tall figure behind him completely enveloped him, and cast a Y shadow on the ground.

The boy's smile froze on his face, and he slowly turned his head to meet a terrifying face like a beast, his mouth wide open, but his throat could not make a sound.

The tall man stared at him for a moment, then suddenly spoke, his voice low and hoarse: "Why are they chasing you?" ”

As soon as the young man's amber eyes rolled, the man added a threatening sentence: "If you dare to lie to me, I will break your third leg!" ”

The young man was shocked, subconsciously clamped his legs, and explained in a stack: "I took my mother's money, and my father's cigarettes, and then cheated on the guitar in Old Brown's shop, and went to Old Maya's garden to pick the best roses, and finally ran to Freya's door, played a tune for her, and offered roses——"

The man listened quietly, and when he heard this, C asked, "What is the result?" ”

The boy's voice trembled: "As a result, her brother chased him out!" ”

The man was silent for a long time, and pointed out sharply: "The people who chased you just now are more than that. ”

The young man pursed his lips and explained honestly: "And Jim's father, who was beaten by me yesterday, and the owner of the silk scarf shop who forgot to give money the day before yesterday——"

He told more than a dozen evil deeds in a row, and then he closed his mouth consciously and looked at the tall and dangerous man in front of him vigilantly.

The man's dark blue eyes stared at him unblinking, until the boy couldn't help but retreat, tripped over the weeds, and sat on the ground with a P share, the man turned around and walked towards the house. ”

The young man pursed his lips disapprovingly, and the next second, the man suddenly turned around, picked up a shotgun in his hand for some time, and with a bang, the accurate S reached between the young man's legs, and the young man looked at the man in fright, and met the man's deep blue eyes, and screamed in fright: "Okay, okay, sir!" ”

The next day, the boy appeared in front of the man's house, and rumors about the man kept echoing in his head:

"What a bad G!"

"Oh my God, poor old Jason, it's just a dead eye!"

"Didn't he go as a soldier, why didn't he die on the battlefield?!"

The man walked out, stared at the young man deeply, and pointed casually: "Clean up the garden first." ”

The young man hung his head and answered honestly, "Yes, sir." ”

The man stared at him and suddenly yelled, "Haven't you had enough to eat?" Recruit! ”

The young man subconsciously tightened his legs and stammered loudly, "Okay, okay, sergeant!" ”

The man narrowed his eyes, blue light flashed in his eyes, and he pointed to his epaulettes: "Are you blind, can't you see that I'm just a sergeant?" ”

He paused and said sharply: "Your answers, only yes, sir, no, sir and sorry, sir, three, I don't want to hear any other answer!" ”

The young man replied nervously, "Yes, yes, sergeant, no, no, sir."

”

He frowned in remorse, but the man let him go, "Alright, let's get to work, recruit!" ”

Next, the boy began a painful military life, completely polished by the man as a recruit, cleaned up the yard, and began to mend the house, paint the walls, and in the endless renovation work, the boy gradually returned to his naughty appearance, peeping into the man's life from time to time, and he found that the man was concentrating on carpentry most of the time.

It's just that he was afraid of startling the man, so every time it passed by in a flash, and he didn't know what the man did.

At the same time, in the process of renovating the house, he gradually got a clear picture of the old house, except for the locked storage room, from the keyhole, it was vaguely a big guy covered by sheets.

Finally, the whole old house was completely new, and the boy was allowed to enter the man's workshop, he looked at the rows of beautiful guitars hanging on the wall in shock, and stammered, "First, sir, did you make these with your own hands?" ”

The man didn't answer him, but gave him a piece of wood with his backhand, "Do you know how to use a saw?" ”

Jian Han suddenly felt that this conversation was unusually cordial, and it was simply too Mr. SOS's style - avoiding answering other people's questions, and then replying with rhetorical questions!

She hadn't realized it yet, and before she knew it, she was completely immersed in the plot.

The man moved carefully and slowly, showing the boy his movements step by step, and the boy clumsily imitated, and finally, four wide pillars of the same length appeared in front of the man and the boy at the same time, and a long round wooden bar, and a boxy board.

When the man assembled these into a beautiful swing in the young man's garden, the young man's eyes suddenly widened, and he could not hide his excitement: "First, sir? ”

The man pursed his mouth and gestured, "Take your share and go to Mrs. Maya's house."

”

The boy stood at a loss, quickly reacted, picked up the wood embarrassedly, and went to Mrs. Maya's house, but was beaten out by the violent Mrs. Maya, and finally in the middle of the night, he climbed into Mrs. Maya's garden while the night was dark and windy, and set up a swing in the dark.

When he passed by Mrs. Maya's house during the daytime the next day, he clearly heard Mrs. Maya and her neighbors complaining, "I don't know which bastard built such an ugly swing in my garden, my roses have been ruined, and this swing, oh my God!" ”

Her neighbor debunked her with a smile: "Since this swing is so ugly, you still sit on the swing and talk to me?" ”

The young man's heart suddenly swelled with pride, and he raised his chin and walked proudly past Mrs. Maya's house.