Chapter Twenty-Three, Descending the Mountain

didn't care about Song Zhang's language hesitation, Xiao Bing simply felt that his younger brother was living happily.

"That's... What's going on with that Chef Xiao!" Xiao Bing's curiosity, which had been hidden in his heart, suddenly popped up. He looked at his brother through the window, and the sun shone on his face, reflecting his faint tenderness.

Song Zhang's embarrassed face became surprised, and then he became weird, "This has nothing to do with me", and then his face suddenly changed, and he said a little slyly, "By the way, you are here, have you heard the story of Xiao Bing's slaughtering of a donkey..."

Xiao Bing turned his head and looked at Song Zhang strangely.

Song Zhang smiled and told the whole story, and then looked like he was sowing discord, "You'll know who told it later."

Xiao Bing was just taken aback, but didn't care.

Song Zhang saw it in his eyes and sighed heavily in his heart.

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Outside the crowd, Tiemu, who was eating, "Ah sneeze...... sneezing", that itchy nose sensation, which darkens the world... He had a bad feeling that made him stutter, "Fa, what's going on?"

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Outside the window, the owner of the lotus flower can be seen to make a few strange but very good-looking gestures, the blue light flashed, the ordinary ground where people walked, countless vines stretched out in a moment, and the vines spread away, and Xiao Ying, who escaped, was tied into a rice dumpling before he could react, and then the owner laughed strangely, looking proud and arrogant, with an angry and comfortable attitude, in short, the people who looked at him were cautious, he had a seed between his fingertips, and then Xiao Ying screamed after seeing it, "It's not me... It's not me..."

"You're a fool to me" Obviously, the owner of the lotus didn't believe Xiao Ying's words, such an attitude was a result of long-term habit, Xiao Ying said this every time he was caught, and it was instinct to not believe it for a long time.

Fingers flick the seeds to the ground, and hands change handprints. The seed took root in an instant, and in a moment it became a huge man-eating flower, and then Xiao Ying ate it in his mouth, chewed and chewed, and then poof, Xiao Ying's rotten shirt was spit out, and then continued to chew, and then poof, rotten pants were spit out... In the end, Xiao Ying, who had no clothes, wore a small flower on his head and was hung on the roof...

"It's not me..."

The owner of the lotus obviously didn't want to listen to Xiao Ying's quibbles, so he snorted and went to cry his lotus, but it turned out that today Xiao Ying had changed sex, and the lotus flower was not bitten...

Xiao Ying looked like life was worse than death, and the attitude of the lotus owner made him very sad, as if something big had happened to him.

Xiao Bing looked stupid on the sidelines... Then he asked Song Zhang beside him, "Who is that!" The person referred to in the words is the owner of the lotus.

"You are a newcomer, naturally I don't know, this is the fourth of the thirteen young Xiao, who is nicknamed Chef Liu, in charge of our food, Xiao Ying is most afraid of him. Because I offended Chef Liu, dinner was gone."

In the distance, "Wait for my brother Chef Xiao to come and make you look good", Xiao Ying was unconvinced and shouted loudly...

Chef Liu found that his lotus flower was fine, and he calmed down a lot, he patted the dust on his body, opened the kitchen door curtain and answered, "I'll wait."

Xiao Bing finally knew why he became the chef of Xiao, because Xiao Ying was afraid of starvation, and he felt that the cook was an existence that could control such a fate, and only the cook could defeat the cook, so Temu catered to his mind and made up the stories he loved to hear, and he really became the cook in his heart.

Xiao Bing didn't care about his brother's wailing, his younger brother was still so naughty, still so happy, although he screamed very badly, but Xiao Bing knew that the kid didn't care at all, because he was his brother and knew him.

Song Zhang's rough face showed a smile, his snow-white teeth were shining, and he said "It's not lively"

Xiao Bing didn't speak, just looked outside and wandered...

"Will you be able to take care of your brother in the future..."

"Huh?" Xiao Bing looked at Song Zhang in surprise.

Xiao Bing is not a fool, he understands that Song Zhang wants to stay, he wants to live with his younger brother, with his younger brother here, he feels down-to-earth and happy, and he has been watching life here for five days, life here is simple and peaceful, and he also yearns for it. But he couldn't understand why Song Zhang did this, he still remembered that Song Zhang locked himself in that uninhabited world, and still remembered how lonely he was in the silent world, how cold the winter in the silent world was, and how little hope the silent world was.

Song Zhang looked at Xiao Bing's expression, first excited, then cold, and finally very numb and cold.

Song Zhang was a little ashamed, he could feel Xiao Bing's estrangement, Xiao Bing's appearance reminded him of the person many years ago, his face was full of poisonous sores, he couldn't see his face clearly, his qualifications were not good but he was arrogant like a stone.

Song Zhang smiled self-deprecatingly, he knew that he didn't look good when he smiled, and after a long time, he said, "Go somewhere with me"

Xiao Bing looked at Song Zhang calmly, and said "Okay" without a tone.

The sea of clouds in front of him was rolling, and two steps away was the cliff, Song Zhang took two steps and sat on the edge of the cliff, Xiao Bing stood behind Song Zhang a little abruptly, Xiao Bing could push Song Zhang off the cliff as long as he stretched out his hand.

Song Zhang said to himself, "In the past few years, I like to come here to drink when I have wine, watching the world get drunk, the clouds rolling and drifting, and no matter how magnificent the mountains and rivers are, they are all good dishes to drink" Song Zhang paused and then said, "I know you hate me, anyone who is innocent and is deprived of ten years of freedom will be unhappy, I don't want you to hold back your heart, that is not pride and not happy, people should be happy to live, if you still hate me, just push me off the cliff"

The mood in Xiao Bing's eyes changed, he really hated Song Zhang, and he couldn't wait to push this bastard off the cliff and fall to his death, but ten years, his ten years in exchange for such a stupid thing? After all, Song Zhang has taken care of his younger brother for ten years, and he can't do such a thing as a bastard.

"Can I leave Zixiao Mountain?" Xiao Bing's tone was a little cold.

Song Zhang was a little disappointed, but also a little admired, disappointed that this child would not easily recognize himself, and admired that this child's heart was no longer easy to use.

"What are you going to do when you go down the mountain?"

"Go to that person, even if he is dead, the agreement is only the one who is allowed to keep it"