Chapter Thirty-Five: The Habits of the Brahman!
Luo Wenmio rarely eats with Zhou Xiao, firstly, because he is too busy and rarely eats at home, and secondly, his eating rules are different from those of humans, basically he eats when he is hungry, and sometimes he can only drink water and not eat for several days in a row, and the cook in the villa is considered to be invited for Bai Qi.
Most of the three meals are eaten by Bai Qi with Zhou Xiao, and if Luo Wenmio is at home, he usually takes Zhou Xiao to eat outside, so the number of meals with Zhou Xiao at home is very rare.
Although the future of the void and the present world is still anxious, for now, it can finally breathe a sigh of relief, Luo Wenmio no longer has to travel frequently to deal with those human powers, although he always receives frequent calls from Minister Zheng and others in the villa, and he can finally have a relatively concentrated time to train Zhou Xiao well.
Luo Wenmio wants to use these ten years to train Zhou Xiao to be a strong man who can deter the Void, just like the fear of the entire Void back then, of course, only in terms of strength, if Zhou Xiao's growth deviates from his preset track, he will not be merciful and leave a curse.
Zhou Xiao had a birthday, Luo Wenmio didn't think anything, after all, the birthday on Zhou Xiao's account was filled in casually by him back then, which was not accurate at all, and he didn't like to do this, but Bai Qi, who was a good thing, had to hold a so-called human party for Zhou Xiao to celebrate.
Zhou Xiao felt that Luo Wenmio was not interested, so he also rejected Bai Qi's proposal, in fact, he had never had a so-called birthday since he was a child, if it weren't for his birth date written on his household registration, he would have almost forgotten which month and day he was born.
Zhou Xiao proposed to have a meal together, and Luo Wenmio agreed.
It is the season of heavy snowfall, and the neon city of Anbei is particularly white at this time.
Zhou Xiao and Bai Qi were wearing thick down jackets, wrapped like rice dumplings, sitting in Luo Wenmio's car, Luo Wenmio drove the car intently, and when he felt the snow outside the car window become smaller, he lowered the window half to blow the wind.
Luo Wenmio likes natural temperatures, so whether he is driving or at home, he never likes to use air conditioning, and his body can withstand extremely high and low temperatures, but the young Zhou Xiao and Bai Qi, who think they are very delicate, cannot.
A few wisps of cold air rolled into Zhou Xiao's collar, Zhou Xiao shuddered, he saw Luo Wenmio's side face facing the cold wind and seemed to be enjoying it, so he swallowed back the words that asked Luo Wenmio to close the car window.
In everything, Zhou Xiao always habitually puts Luo Wenmio's habits first.
Several people came to a hot pot restaurant, and Luo Wenmio opened a private room.
When the shabu was opened, Luo Wenmio and Bai Qi chatted about some official matters, but Zhou Xiao couldn't understand it, so he only concentrated on the meat, half of it was put on his own plate, and half of it was sandwiched between Luo Wenmio's plate.
"Stinky boy, what about mine?" Bai Qi couldn't help but say, "Lao Tzu is also half of your master." β
Zhou Xiao grinned twice at Bai Qi, lowered his head and continued to eat meat.
"You really raised a good son who is filial." Bai Qidao, "The old man has something to rely on, oh I almost forgot, Qinghu will not be old, you..."
Luo Wenmio's face sank, and Bai Qi's voice stopped abruptly.
"Phew, eat the vegetables."
Bai Qi smiled and was confused, but Zhou Xiao still heard the two words Qinghu that Bai Qi said, because he heard the story about Qinghu from Luo Wenmio, so he was a little sensitive to these two words, but because he ate too seriously, he only heard the word Qinghu clearly.
"Qinghu? What Qinghu? Zhou Xiao looked at Bai Qi and turned his head to look at Luo Wenmio.
"Your seventh uncle is joking." Luo Wenmio said lightly, sandwiching the crab sticks in the spicy soup pot onto Zhou Xiao's plate, "Try this, it tastes very fresh." β
Zhou Xiao nodded, lowered his head and continued to eat, Luo Wenmio frowned coldly at Bai Qi, Bai Qi immediately lowered his eyebrows, lowered his head and obediently ate the fish without speaking.
When Luo Wenmio put the balls in the pot on Zhou Xiao's plate, he suddenly found that Zhou Xiao was holding chopsticks with his left hand.
Luo Wen Mio was stunned! Although he did not deliberately observe Zhou Xiao's habit of holding chopsticks all the time, and he ate at the same table with Zhou Xiao very rarely, his memory will not be wrong, the day he just picked up Zhou Xiao and came back, and the last time he ate hot pot here with Zhou Xiao, Zhou Xiao took the tableware with his right hand.
Zhou Xiao couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Luo Wenmio staring at his hand, "Master, what's wrong?" β
"Which hand do you use to eat?"
Luo Wenmio's voice was unexpectedly a little cold, and Zhou Xiao and Bai Qi were stunned when they heard it.
Bai Qi turned his head to look at Zhou Xiao's left hand holding chopsticks, and he was stunned for a few seconds.
"Huh? How do you hold chopsticks in your left hand? After a pause, Bai Qi said to Luo Wenmio again, "What a big deal, there are many left-handed people in this world." β
Bai Qi always felt that something was wrong with Luo Wenmio's face, and looking at his cold expression, it was obvious that he had thought of something serious.
Zhou Xiao was frightened by Luo Wenmio's face, "I... I don't know? I don't know when I became left-handed. β
"Huh?" Bai Qi looked confused, "Didn't you use your left hand before?" β
Zhou Xiao shook his head, "I wasn't left-handed before, but I'm now.... I don't know, just... It's natural to be right-handed. β
Bai Qi was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Luo Wenmio again, Luo Wenmio's face was already a few steps colder.
Luo Wenmio's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was a little terrifying in Zhou Xiao's eyes.
"The one who uses the left hand is the one who uses it." Luo Wen Mio said suddenly.
Zhou Xiao looked dazed, Bai Qi instantly understood what Luo Wenmio meant, and his face turned white in an instant.
"No... No way. Bai Qi trembled and said with a smile, "This doesn't seem to mean anything, it's just a spirit bone, and it's not the soul of Fanyu, I'm a doctor, and I have studied much more spirit bones than you, I'm sure I think too much." β
Zhou Xiao was horrified by Luo Wenmio's cannibalistic eyes, and called out very lowly, "Dad...."
Luo Wenmio retracted the fierce light in his eyes as if he was retracted, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, got up and picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and said expressionlessly, "I'm full, I'll go back first, and you can take a taxi back after you finish eating." β
After saying that, Luo Wenmio turned around and strode towards the door without looking back.
"Eh, it's your son today..."
In response to Bai Qi, there was a resolute sound of closing the door.
"Uncle Seven.. What's wrong with my master? β
Zhou Xiao was extremely embarrassed, he couldn't accept Luo Wenmio's eyes just now that he wanted to kill him, this kind of discomfort was different from the previous injuries and helplessness, like a needle piercing the heart, and the painful blood was dripping, but no one knew.
"It's okay, it's okay, I guess there's something really going on." Bai Qi patted Zhou Xiao's shoulder, looked at Zhou Xiao's wet red eyes, and couldn't help but feel distressed, he had been following Luo Wenmio for a long time, and he knew very well that Luo Wenmio was a person, he had a good heart to save the world, but it was precisely because of that kindness for the overall situation that he seemed a little selfless and ruthless in private matters.
Bai Qi has always felt that although Luo Wenmio raised Zhou Xiao and could occasionally release some fatherly love to Zhou Xiao, in fact, he did not regard Zhou Xiao as his own relatives, but more like a tool that could be used for himself.
After all, no one will put a tracking ring and a death curse on their son, saying that it is just in case, but since there is this word "prevention", naturally there is no love at all.
So in comparison, Zhou Xiao's true feelings for Luo Wenmio made Bai Qi feel a little distressed.
"Don't eat with your left hand in the future."
"Why, Uncle Seven? And what did you just tell Master about the spirit bones of the Brahman, what is going on? Does it have anything to do with me? β
Bai Qi sighed and told Zhou Xiao about the transplantation of Fanyu's spirit bones into Zhou Xiao's body.
"Your master probably thinks that your hand habit has changed from left hand to right hand, which is influenced by the spirit bone of Fan Yu, and I think he probably saw the shadow of Fan Yu from you."
β......β
"Your master has a deep hatred for Fan, so it's best not to be the slightest bit similar to Fanyu in your future behavior."
"Yes. But how do I know what habits he has? β
"Uh.... In short, you first change the habit of using chopsticks with your left hand, and I will pay attention to your behavior and habits in the future, and if there is anything wrong, I will correct you immediately. β
Zhou Xiao was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Seventh Uncle, Master, does he hate Fan Yu because Fan Yu is a bad person?" β
"Uh... You don't have to ask about this, it's all a grudge from hundreds of years ago, it's useless to know, you just need to know that your master hates Fan Yu more than ordinary void people, in short, follow your master's academics and listen to your master's words well. β
"Uncle Seven.... Am I an important person to Master? Zhou Xiao finally asked the voice in his heart.
"That has to be." Bai Qidao, "You don't know how worried your master was about you when you were injured that day, he was such a high-minded and arrogant person, he begged me at that time, and the Fanyu Spirit Bone on your body was also taken out by him, think about it, if he doesn't like you, can he take such pains to save you?" β
Zhou Xiao turned into a smile, and his wounded heart was instantly healed, "Really? β
"Of course, Luo Wenmio recognized you as a son and accepted you as an apprentice, and you have been the only one who has had this treatment for hundreds of years, I think he... Forehead.. It should just not be very good at getting along with children, but his heart for you is definitely good, the stricter he is with you, the more he loves you, if he hates you, he will change apprentices a long time ago, and he will get up so early and teach you so greedily..."
I have to say that Bai Qi is very good at comforting people, and after saying a word, Zhou Xiao is in a better mood.
"Then I'll go back and apologize to my master."
"Huh? What apologies? β
"I don't know." Zhou Xiao said, "Anyway, I will apologize if my master is unhappy, and in front of my master in the future, all mistakes will be my fault..."
Bai Qi was amused, "You..."
(Brother: It's a drop, Zhou Xiao will grow up in the next chapter, and you can %$@ηεΉ΄ηΊͺδΊ~~)