Chapter 95: The Past
Wynne, your uncle!
Niankong kept scolding Huai En in his heart, maybe Niankong's expression was too resentful, maybe his expression was too sad. So much so that Wen Nianqing really couldn't find other topics to knock on, and looked at Xiao Yuhan helplessly: What should I do? His expression!
Xiao Yuhan shook his head, also helpless: he must have been caught, it's okay, don't ask.
The two reached an agreement, Niankong also took it to the destination, adjusted his facial expressions, and gave a salute to the two, "The two donors are here to deal with the wounds, and the two donors don't have to worry about other things." ”
"Thank you, little master." Wen Nianqing helped Xiao Yuhan to make a move, so she had to nod to Niankong.
Niankong saw that she was really struggling, helped to help the person in, and handed her the person to find out, and then gave another salute before leaving.
Wynn was drinking wine in his room, looking at the package he had packed for Niankong in a daze, "Stinky boy, I'm finally leaving, no one bothers me!"
As soon as I came in, I saw a package on the table, and half of the fire disappeared in an instant, and I asked "You...... You really want me to go!"
"Don't you stinky boy want to go down the mountain every day? Now it's as you wish! Get out of here!" Wynne threw the package at him in disgust and threw him out.
"Master...... Are you serious?" Niankong took the package, hung his head, and asked softly.
"Nonsense, I'm serious, your life should be saved, and I have met your family's requirements. Your worldly fate is not over, go!" Wynne sighed and patted Niankong's shoulder in relief.
Niankong put down the package and kowtowed to Huai En a few times, "In the past few years, thank you Master for taking care of me, apprentice...... Gone!"
"There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and you and I can be regarded as fate. Your red dust fate has not been broken, and going down the mountain can be regarded as fate. Don't be sad, go quickly, stay any longer. Wynne took a sip of his wine and turned his back.
Niankong wiped his eyes and left with the package.
Wynn squinted his eyes and whispered, "Amitabha." ”
His mind went back to a few years ago, when Niankong was just a little kid, very squeamish. When I was sent to Huai'en Temple by my father, I shouted with snot and tears, and my mother didn't want to stay, thinking about how to run home all day long.
Wynne had no way to deal with him, so he could only make trouble with him, but he didn't expect his little arms and legs to run so fast that he ran to the back mountain. I don't know what kind of luck Niankong was that day, he bumped into a tiger in broad daylight, and he was so scared that he cried. It was still Wynn who was quick and fished him back.
After that day, Niankong stuck to Huai'en's side every day, and the master screamed shortly, hugging his thighs and not letting go. At night, when I was afraid of the dark, I carried a small quilt and slept with Wynne.
Niankong grows bigger and bigger, Huaien does everything himself, it is really a person who is both a father and a mother to bring up Niankong
Niankong is bigger, and he yearns for the outside world even more, and he quarrels with Huaien every day, but Huaien just won't let him go down the mountain. The relationship between the two is getting stiffer and stiffer, and Huaien is also very troubled by Niankong's quarrel, and I wish he could get out of here.
This ...... is really gone, why are you still a little reluctant to let that stinky boy go?
Wynne sighed again, smiled and shook his head, today was really the day he sighed the most. Wynne looked at the sky outside that was already white, and muttered, "What's so good outside, you stupid boy is destined to get into the turmoil of the court......"