032 Addressing the Question
A certain Uncle Baozi walked away from Tang Anqing with his head held high with his head held high, and the tail behind him was also cocked, and there was a proud 'hum' in Tang Anqing's mind, Uncle Baozi, you are arrogant, Tang Anqing thought with a smile, followed him to the stone table, and sat next to the man.
Puyu was still playing the game of you lose me with her father, and when she saw the bun coming, she smashed the rattan ball in her hand at the bun, and the bun quickly dodged away, grabbed the ball with her two front paws and threw it at Puyu, and a child and a bun started the game of you throw me and I dump you.
Tang Anqing picked the wick of the kerosene lamp, and the faint light instantly lit up again, shining on the cheeks of the two people next to him, dimly yellow. Tang Anqing supported one arm and leaned over to look at the child playing with the ball and the bun. Where is the cheerful little appearance of the bun and the pitiful little appearance just now.
Turning his head, he glanced at the man, the man sat neatly, one hand on the stone table, slender and slender fingers on the smooth stone table, trimmed round fingertips, inexplicably Tang Anqing remembered the brief momentary touch this morning, his eyes flashed, he sat up slightly uncomfortably, and put his hands on his lap, "Uncle, how are you at Sister Xiuyun's house today?" Do you want to go tomorrow? ”
At this time, the night is as cool as water, the breeze is swaying, the shadows of the trees are mottled, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the silver frost is sprinkled on the ground.
The man listened to Tang Anqing's words, and the fingers on the stone table moved slightly, if it weren't for Tang Anqing's good eyesight and kept looking at the man's slender and knotted hands, he would naturally not have found it. The man also seemed to notice Tang Anqing's gaze, turned his head to meet Tang Anqing's gaze, and his eyes met, if it weren't for the voice of the child on the side, Tang Anqing would almost drown in the man's deep bottomless black eyes, turn his head in disguise, pick up a handkerchief to cover his mouth, and cough slightly, this man is too sexy more than a little.
The man sat up straight, lifted the robe on his legs, and a voice like a string sounded in the cool night, "I'm going." The voice seemed to be a little happy, and when Tang Anqing wanted to find out again, the man had stopped talking, and the atmosphere of silence was circulating between the two people.
Tang Anqing didn't speak again, raised his head slightly and looked at the moon in the sky, the cool night breeze blew, brushed his cheeks, his eyes brushed over the man's clothes, Tang Anqing opened his lips, "Uncle, I have already prepared your dirty clothes for you, right at the head of the bed, do you want to take a bath, I'll help you prepare hot water?" ”
The man stood up, covering the light in front of Tang Anqing, a faint shadow brushed Tang Anqing's cheeks, Tang Anqing raised his head to look at him, but the man left Tang Anqing with only a back, and the sentence 'no' that seemed to come with the wind. The man went back to the hall, Tang Anqing sighed slightly, put his arm on the stone table, his delicate chin rested on his arm, the bun jumped on the stone table, the child looked at this side, the rattan ball in his hand was suddenly thrown over, Tang Anqing heard the voice, suddenly raised his body, leaned back, and before he could react, his hands were on the ground, and his buttocks had already touched the ground, fortunately, the stone bench was not high, and there was still some Microsoft yellow earth under him, otherwise he would definitely fall clearly.
Before he could get up, his little ancestor suddenly fell into Tang Anqing's arms from the past, dragging Tang Anqing's clothes, and his big elk-like eyes flashed and flashed in the slightly dim night, "Mother... Hurt? ”
Baozi also stood on the stone bench, blinking at her with bright blue eyes, Tang Anqing sighed, helped the child up, stood up slowly, patted the dust on his buttocks, and wiped the soil on his hands with a handkerchief, the child encountered such a thing for the first time, and he was a little at a loss, grabbing Tang Anqing's calf and not letting go, Baozi meowed a few times, "Qingqing, are you okay?" ”
Tang Anqing picked up the child holding his thighs and nodded his forehead, "I really owe you in my last life, okay, it's not early today, is Yu'er sleepy?" Ay? Uncle, it's so late, where are you going? ”
The man didn't stop, and seemed to be holding something in his hand, "Riverside, bath." ”
"Uncle, is your wound healed? The river is a little cold, last time it was in the afternoon, this time it's evening, if you have a wound open, I won't bandage you. With some indignation in his tone, he said to the man who walked out of the door, but the sound of closing the door isolated the man from the door, Tang Anqing looked at the tall figure under the moonlight, and snorted coldly, I don't know the hearts of good people, I don't care about you.
The child pointed in the direction of his father and looked at his mother, "Daddy?" Mother.."
Tang Anqing stroked the child's arm, hugged the child and carried the kerosene lamp into the house, and the bun naturally followed, "Your father, go to take a bath, we don't care about him." ”
The child didn't know if he understood, and looked at the door, Tang Anqing put him down, closed the door, and covered the cold silver-white moonlight outside the door. The child tugged at Tang Anqing's clothes, and Tang Anqing held a kerosene lamp to illuminate the surroundings, "Yu'er, come with my mother." ”
Baozi jumped towards the big bed, lying on the bed, rolling and rolling, Tang Anqing put the kerosene lamp aside, and the remaining plants were put in the basket on the side. Put the child on the bed, take off the shoes and socks for the child, revealing the white and tender little feet, the child learned the appearance of the bun and suddenly lay on the soft quilt, fortunately the bun flashed fast, otherwise it would be pressed by Puyu, rolled to Tang Anqing's face, and hid behind Tang Anqing's back. The child didn't mean it, he kicked the white and tender little feet, stood up against the wall, stepped on the blue sheets, walked to the end of the bed, squatted down and touched it, Tang Anqing looked over, the bun shrank back, and after a while the child stood up, still holding an apple in his hand, red, the child laughed, bent his eyebrows, and held it towards Tang Anqing.
"Qingqing, I really didn't hide it, I was angry just now, didn't I, so I ate all the rest, this is too big, I didn't eat it." The bun meowed a few times, with a little flattery on his face, and shrunk his round little belly.
"You've eaten so many fruits, you're really not afraid of hurting your stomach." Tang Anqing helped the child to her side, sat down, the child held the apple alone, and held it to Tang Anqing, "Mother.. Eat the fruit .."
Tang Anqing took the apple and put it on the side against the wall, "Yu'er, we have eaten enough today, will we eat tomorrow, will my mother tell you the story?" ”
took off the child's coat, the bun lay down in the quilt with a very eye-catching look, revealing the fluffy little head, Tang Anqing stuffed the child in, sat at the head of the bed, the child still had big eyes, looked at the apple with some reluctance, picked it up and put it next to his face, so he didn't hum, blinked and looked at Tang Anqing, and so did the bun. Tang Anqing covered them with a quilt and patted the quilt gently, "It is said that a long, long time ago, it is said that when Nuwa mended the sky, she accidentally left a colorful stone to the nether, and this fairy stone absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon year after year, and finally one day this fairy stone exploded, everyone is strange?" What's in this fairy stone? ,,,,,," The hand patting the quilt gradually stopped, and the sound became quieter and quieter, and the child played for a while after eating, and now it was time to go to bed and soon fell asleep.
Baozi stared at Tang Anqing with sparkling eyes, and meowed softly, "Qingqing, then, what are the monkeys doing leading a large group of monkeys to the Water Curtain Cave?" ”
"Predict what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown. Okay, Baozi, you should go to bed early, and I'll tell you this story tomorrow. Tang Anqing carefully took out the apple and put it at the end of the bed, and put the child's exposed little hands into the quilt.
Baozi pursed his lips helplessly, pulled the pillow and was reluctant to go in to sleep, and unwillingly pulled Tang Anqing's clothes, "Qingqing, do you say that I am good or that monkey leaves, I will go to drill the water curtain hole tomorrow..." Tang Anqing comforted Master Baozi, who was still struggling with who was more powerful, touched his fluffy little head, Baozi got into the quilt, curled up beside Puyu, closed his eyes, and thought about the waterfall in the space, and whined a few times.
Tang Anqing picked out the wick, took the pajamas made for Puyu, picked out a few colored threads, and was about to embroider, when he heard the sound of the door opening, although the sound was small, but Tang Anqing still heard it, put down the needle and thread in his hand, and stared in the direction of the door of the hall.
Tang Baiyu stopped before entering the door, the place on his abdomen had healed quickly in the past few days, and now it had scabbed, and even if the injury was not healed, he didn't pay attention to the ice water, but he was said by the little woman twice. The shirt stained with his own blood no longer exists, and now he has completely said goodbye to the past, he is just Tang Baiyu.
Gently pushed the door open, fastened the door, turned around and saw the little woman looking at him, the peach apricot-like bright cheeks and the smart eyes, those eyes are like a pool of clear water, looking forward to it, there is a bright and beautiful temperament, as if it can suck people deep into it at once. Inexplicably, I felt a little thirsty, no longer looked directly at Tang Anqing, looked around, and saw the few herbs placed in the basket, and there were some emotions in my eyes that I didn't know very well.
Tang Anqing followed the man's gaze, smiled, and said softly: "Uncle, is this an herb for treating bruises?" ”
Uncle and uncle? Isn't this little woman affectionately calling everyone a brother? Why is he so old? Walking in front of the little woman, he was satisfied to see her slightly stunned look, lowered his head to look at her, and lightly opened his thin lips, "Ayu." ”
Hey, what's wrong? What's going on? Tang Anqing was slightly puzzled, thought about what he had just said, thought about the man's words, lowered his head and laughed sullenly, finally stopped laughing, and then raised his head to look at the handsome man in front of him, "Uncle is a very intimate name in us, but if you want me to call you Ayu, it's not a problem." "Everyone says that the uncle is good, and the mature forbearance is easy to push down. Everyone says that the uncle is wonderful, and he has a taste after the vicissitudes of life. Tang Anqing would never say that he was an invisible uncle and Zhengtai Kong, after glancing at the man, he rolled his eyes, "Does Ah Yu want me to call you Brother Yu?" ”