On a certain day in A.D., next to a house near a busy street.

"Xiao Rong'er, what are you doing here alone? Where's your mother? Mu Beichen, who was dressed in ancient clothes, slowly walked out of the shadows, handsome as he was.

"Huh? How do you know my name? Who are you? ”

“……”

Well, Xiao Rong'er is a little embarrassed by this question, to say it or not to say it?

Mu Beichen fell into a tangle. You can't bully Xiao Rong'er, and it's even more impossible to tell Xiao Rong'er the truth! So what the hell... To say or not to say?

"Uncle? Why don't you speak? ”

Mu Beichen: Let's not talk about it.

"Uncle?"

Mu Jiurong looked at this person who appeared in front of him out of thin air. Well? Uncle, I feel that he is so strange, a little inexplicable.

"Xiao Rong'er, it's not an uncle, you should call me brother."

It's obviously my own soft and cute sister.,It's just that I've just experienced a catastrophe.,I don't know myself.,It's a stranger to yourself.,Forget it.,I actually call myself uncle.,This generation... What a generation gap!

"However, Rong'er doesn't have an older brother like you, Rong'er is only ten years old this year."

Age! Xiao Rong'er is disgusted with her age! Forget it, don't care. After all, this is also for a reason, and it seems that I should be almost 800 years old this year.

Compared with ten-year-old Xiao Rong'er, the age gap is indeed quite large. If it's really by generation... Shouldn't she be glad that she didn't call her grandfather?

If Xiao Rong'er calls herself grandfather, then fantasize about it.

"Grandpa, grandpa, Grandpa Beichen......"

Shaking his body, Mu Beichen felt creepy.

"Forget it, Xiao Rong'er, you still call me uncle, um... Uncle is very nice, very good. "It's weird!

Mu Jiurong: "Okay, uncle." ”

It's really a 'strange Shuli' Mu Jiurong said secretly in his heart.

Greeting and talking to myself for no reason, and all over the clothes are black, dressed like a, well... Like what?

"Quack...... Quack ......"

Outside the window, a small black bird happened to stop on the branch, which happened to be seen by Mu Jiurong.

Well...?

Crow? Crow!

"That's right!" As if he had suddenly realized something, Mu Jiurong slapped his forehead vigorously and sighed loudly.

What happened to Xiao Rong'er?

"Uncle, do you know what you look like? Rong'er can tell you. The child's innocent, melodious voice sounded, a picture of you begging me, and I will tell you.

Is it a delusion? Rong'er is so black-bellied now, who taught her? Clenching the muscles and bones in his sleeves, Mu Beichen was a little puzzled.

"Uncle, why don't you speak?"

...... "It's not that you're angry!"

"Actually, uncle, you don't have to be inferior, you're just a little bit darker, really, just a little bit! Rong'er doesn't lie to you! ”

The voice is frank, but is this the rhythm of 'there are no silver taels here'?

Mu Jiurong: "Moreover, my uncle is just like a crow... Well, like an oversized crow! ”

Rong'er is joking, but this joke is not funny at all! Is it the nature of children? Forget it, since that's the case, let's have fun with Rong'er. Letting go of the tangled expression, the pampering in Mu Beichen's eyes was even better.

"It looks like a crow." Mu Beichen touched his lips, a little distracted.

"Xiao Rong'er, actually, I ......"

"Uncle, it's just that Rong'er doesn't know now, is your family well... Blacker than you? ”

Mu Jiurong said to himself that his voice was getting smaller and smaller, as if he was afraid of his uncle, and he felt inferior after hearing it, so he deliberately did it.

It turns out that her words have not been finished yet.

"Uncle, in fact, you don't have to be inferior. And Brother Ziyang also said: Inferiority is to use other people's strengths to destroy yourself. ”

"What Rong'er said is true." There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in the voice.

A certain blackbird: "Quack...... Quack ......"

Mu Beichen: "..."

Mu Jiurong: "Haha... Hahaha......"

Mu Beichen: "..."

Looking at Mu Jiurong's expression, Mu Beichen gently felt sorry for this passerby in his heart, um... The raven mourned in silence.

"Go home quickly, don't let your mother worry about you." Easing his emotions, Mu Beichen said softly.

Mu Jiurong was silent for a long time.

Looking at the man in black in front of him, Mu Jiurong suddenly found that this uncle not only looked strange, but also said strange things!

Rong'er said... I don't understand!

However, Rong'er is a good baby! Otherwise, Brother Ziyang, who is usually serious, would not have said with a smile that Rong'er was a "little cute girl" when Rong'er was crying.

"Hee-hee, huh! Well! Uncle, Rong'er is very well-behaved, it's just... Now Rong'er is thirsty, so she is waiting for Brother Ziyang. ”

"Brother Ziyang?"

"Yes, uncle. Brother Ziyang, he just left to buy water for Rong'er. Therefore, Rong'er is now waiting for Brother Ziyang! ”

Mu Jiurong's voice was sweet, and his eyes blinked, like an elf that had strayed into the mortal world, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

"Ziyang? Mu Ziyang? Muyang! He...... Or is it coming? Mu Beichen looked down at Mu Jiurong, his handsome eyebrows were pressed together, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Mu Jiurong's voice was hurried.

"It's okay, let Xiao Rong'er worry." What's wrong with you?

If you don't believe it, uncle he must be angry now!

"Uncle, don't be angry, okay? Rong'er, Rong'er, huh...... Then Rong'er gave you her favorite bracelet, okay? Mu Jiurong looked expectant.

"Uncle, Rong'er is for your good. After all, it hurts a lot! Moreover, tolerance is the only way to be friendly; Deep roots, only then will the leaves be thick. ”

Mu Jiurong's serious appearance and serious tone are unbelievable, she is only ten years old.

I don't know why, when I saw that this uncle was silent and didn't speak, I felt depressed and uncomfortable.

"......" whew

Alas, Mu Beichen, Mu Beichen, how can you forget that Xiao Rong'er is still just a child!

By the way, I took a closer look at her eyebrows just now, and suddenly found that Xiao Rong'er was in her junior grade, and she was so beautiful and delicious!

The hour is so stunning, and when he grows up, what kind of elegance should he be, he has to start first.

I have to say that Mu Beichen was very prescient at this time and made an extremely correct decision.