"I mean, you little brat, you really like us squeaky so much?"

Leng Chitong walked slowly to the door, squatted down and sat down with the fat boy on the stone steps outside the inn, and patted his little head.

The fat boy tilted his head, his little hands kept rubbing some gravel on the side of his buttocks, thought about it seriously, and nodded heavily.

"She's fierce, I've never seen anyone so fierce to me, the first time I saw her, she threw me from under such a tall tree!"

The fat boy said as he stood up excitedly, gesturing with his hands as he jumped.

"But I've been thinking about her for the past two days, and I think that my situation should be like what adults say, one, love at first sight! Hey hey ......"

The fat boy suddenly became shy and smiled innocently.

"Hey, this world is really crazy, even such a little kid has to be trapped by love, tsk tsk, tsk, people!"

Leng Chitong had words in his mouth, leaned back against the door frame, looked up at the blue sky, shook his head slightly, and there was a little puzzlement and sympathy on his face.

The fat boy didn't understand what Leng Chitong said, and he also followed his example, leaned back lazily, and asked with some resentment: "Big man, when do you think she will come back?" ”

"How do I know, I'm probably going to be back when it's time to come back."

"Do you know where she went?"

"I don't know!"

"Then do you know why she doesn't like me?"

“......”

"Am I not handsome enough?"

“......”

"That ......"

Leng Chitong frowned, only to feel that there were thousands of mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, and he sat up straight all of a sudden, and hit the fat boy's head with a "snap", directly interrupting his endless questions.

In his worldview, there is no need to endure it, no need to endure it!

"Rude! How did you beat our young master! ”

As soon as they saw that their little master was beaten, the two entourages who came with the fat boy immediately strode forward, rolled up their sleeves, and put on a posture of wanting justice for their little master.

"You two still dare to shout in front of me?"

After Leng Chitong finished speaking, he continued to maintain a leisurely expression.

Even ordinary cultivators are not Leng Chitong's opponents, how could he take these flat-headed people in his eyes.

The fat boy rubbed his somewhat red and swollen head vigorously, waved his hand at the two attendants, signaling them not to interfere, and then brought his face to the cold red pupil and grinned.

"Big man, you're Squeaky Brother?"

"Me? It's her master! ”

Hearing Leng Chitong say this, the fat boy rubbed his fingers happily at an accompanying maid, "How much did you bring?" All to him! ”

The maid walked up with understanding, took out all the purses on her body, and handed them to Leng Chitong.

Leng Chitong looked at the woman in front of him incomprehensibly, and was stunned for a moment.

The fat boy laughed and the meat was piled up together, "So she's your maid?" Childe, I bought her! ”

Leng Chitong then understood, and once again hit the fat boy's already red and swollen head with a "snap".

"Money can't buy everything, it's just a young age, and my mouth is full of money! Don't sell! ”

The fat boy looked at Leng Chitong with an innocent face, then lowered his head, bowed his head and kicked the stones on the side of the road with grievances, and muttered: "Dad lied to people, Dad lied to people!" ”

As he spoke, the fat boy suddenly sat down and began to cry out loud.

After only a short while, Leng Chitong and the fat boy were surrounded by many pedestrians watching the excitement.

Leng Chitong covered his ears with his hands, and looked at the fat boy who was crying with a gloomy face, and he couldn't do anything about him at all.

"I said, why is it so noisy downstairs, it turns out that you stinky boy bullied other people's children?"

A familiar voice was faintly heard in the cries of the fat boy.

Leng Chitong looked back and saw Qiu Rong'er and Jiao Niang walking side by side from the inn to the door.

"What's wrong with this little master? Why are you crying so sadly? ”

Jiao Niang had a loving look on her face, squatted in front of the fat boy and stroked his head, and asked softly.

The fat boy wiped the snot and tears from his face, looked up at the girl, and immediately stopped crying.

The fat boy was stunned for a moment, and said in a choked tone: "I, my father Mingming, clearly said that as long as you have money, anything, you can buy anything." However, I wanted to buy his maid, but he refused to sell it to me......"

Jiao Niang's eyes were full of suspicion, and she couldn't understand the fat boy's meaning for a while, and looked back at the cold red pupils who were rolling her eyes vigorously.

When Leng Chitong told Jiao Niang and Qiu Rong'er what happened today, they both couldn't help laughing.

The fat boy looked at Qiu Rong'er and Jiao Niang, who were chuckling, and pouted.

"Why are you smiling so happily? I'm serious about pursuing my true love! ”

"You're so small? Still pursuing true love? ”

Qiu Rong'er looked down at the little chubby dun in front of her, and asked in a strange tone, feeling more and more that he was a little funny.

The fat boy crossed his hands on his hips, looked unconvinced, and said firmly: "Why can't I pursue true love?" I'm grown up, I'm ten years old! ”

As he spoke, he was still on tiptoe, as if this would make him appear bigger, so as to prove that he was already a little adult.

Seeing the fat boy's precocious and ridiculous appearance, the people around him covered their mouths and secretly laughed, and they all felt that this child was spoiled by Master Wang.

The fat boy looked at the people around him in confusion, and he didn't know what they were laughing at, but his eyes fell on Jiao Niang's particularly gentle and loving face again, and he stared at her so directly.

Jiao Niang didn't understand why this fat boy looked at her like this.

Just when Jiao Niang was wondering, the fat boy walked over to her, blinked his innocent eyes, and asked, "Are you my mother?" ”

As soon as Leng Chitong heard the fat boy ask this, he almost squirted out with a "poof".

"You little chubby, is it possible that you are poor and have money left? Just now I was clamoring to buy a daughter-in-law, this will, what? Want to buy a mother to go home again? ”

Leng Chitong had a look of shame on his face, and after finishing speaking, he pinched the fat boy's fleshy little face.

Jiao Niang felt a little coke when she heard it, she didn't have the slightest anger, her voice was soft and soft, still like a spring breeze, "Little boy, I'm not your mother, what about your own mother?" ”

As soon as he heard Jiao Niang's denial, the fat boy's eyes suddenly moistened again, "I, I don't know where my mother is, I haven't seen her, my father told me that my mother is the most gentle person in the world, and she is also the most beautiful woman...... However, my dad said she went far, far away and never came back......"

As he spoke, the little boy wiped the tears that were almost dripping, sniffed, and said suspiciously: "Madam, are you really not my mother?" Or do you think about it again? ”

At this moment, everyone suddenly quieted down, and looked at the fat boy with some distress, because everyone knew that Master Wang's wife had died of blood on the day she gave birth to a child ten years ago.

It's just that because Master Wang is afraid that the child will be sad, he has been hiding it.

Although Jiao Niang didn't know the cause and effect of the incident, she also knew in her heart that the child's mother must be gone.

"No, I'm not your mother. Although your mother hasn't come back yet, you still have your father......"

A little pity flashed in Jiao Niang's eyes, and she patted the fat boy's immature little shoulder comfortingly.

"My dad? He always had a lot of things going on, and I rarely saw him...... These people accompany me every day. ”

As soon as she heard Jiao Niang mention her father, the fat boy's heart was sour again.

"It's okay, since you're not my mother, madam, then I'll ask others later, and one day I'll be able to find my mother!"

As he spoke, the fat boy's dirty fat face reappeared with the previous vitality, replaced by a silly smile and a silly appearance, as if the haze in his heart suddenly dissipated.

At this time, the fat boy seemed to suddenly think of something, and trotted into the Tongfu Inn with a cigarette.

"Shopkeeper, this young master lives in the hotel! Come to two great rooms! ”

The fat boy shouted at the shopkeeper with confidence in his immature voice.

The shopkeeper recognized at a glance that the fat boy was the little seedling of Master Wang's family, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he waited carefully in a good voice.

As soon as Leng Chitong and the others saw the fat boy's move, they understood that this was to stay here......

"Squeak, you've got a tough little kid......"

Leng Chitong looked at the fat boy who was walking upstairs to the inn, muttering to himself.

It's just that at this time, he likes this little chubby dun a little.

"Rong'er, your face ...... today"

Jiao Niang frowned slightly, and there was a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

Qiu Rong'er touched her face and said a little apprehensively, "What? What happened to my face? ”

Leng Chitong withdrew his gaze and glanced at Qiu Rong'er, only then did he notice something unusual.

"Cockfighting, isn't that right...... Why do you look so much better today? ”

Leng Chitong asked, looking Qiu Rong'er up and down curiously.

Jiao Niang hurriedly put her hand on Qiu Rong'er's vein, and her face suddenly changed greatly.

"How is this possible?"

Jiao Niang snorted in disbelief.

"Rong'er, the cold poison in your body...... How did you resolve it? ”

Qiu Rong'er was asked like this, and suddenly squirmed and pinched, and refused to tell the truth for a long time.

"Mother, could it be that you are mistaken? Is the cold poison in her body really resolved? So, she won't have to suffer from this cold poison in the future? ”

Leng Chitong was very happy when he heard the good news.

However, Jiao Niang's face suddenly sank, her brows were sad, and she stopped talking.

Seeing this strange expression on Jiao Niang's face inexplicably, Qiu Rong'er and Leng Chitong suddenly became nervous.

"Auntie? What the hell is going on? ”

Qiu Rong'er held Jiao Niang's hand, and felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Jiao Niang hesitated for a long time, and patted the back of Qiu Rong'er's plain white hand, "Rong'er, although this cold poison in your body has been dissolved, it's still too late......"

Hearing Jiao Niang say this, the atmosphere between these people suddenly fell silent.

"Mother, what do you mean by this, is she ......?"

Leng Chitong suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Auntie, what's wrong with me? Didn't you say that the cold poison in my body has been dissolved? ”

Qiu Rong'er just breathed a sigh of relief, but when she heard Jiao Niang say this, she suddenly became nervous.

"After all, this kind of cold poison in you is unparalleled in the world, just now after I checked your pulse, I found that the essence in your body has been damaged by this cold poison, I am afraid that you will fall into a cold disease in the future......"

As she spoke, Jiao Niang looked at Qiu Rong'er worriedly.

"Cold? What will happen? ”

Leng Chi's pupils suddenly became serious and abnormal.

"If you fall into the cold, even in summer, your whole body is still cold."

"Is there no cure?"

Leng Chitong was a little anxious, he didn't want Qiu Rong'er's life to be left with only cold winter from now on.

Jiao Niang suddenly fell silent, frowning and thinking deeply, trying to remember all the methods related to the treatment of cold.

Senior Brother Xu, are we still destined to be inseparable after all?

A trace of frustration suddenly appeared in Qiu Rong'er's eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh that providence made people.

"Heaven ~ Fire ~ City!"

The three of them turned around and saw Wang Yun standing by the door of the inn in a serious manner, and Xu had already heard the conversation between the three of them.