I hung up the phone, but I was still worried. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info call was answered by the third master, one by one, and Ah Mu went crazy somewhere. Huang Biao can now determine that the old guy in the driver's mouth has no one else except Uncle Liu and Uncle Du.

Yuan Yu's kid was telling the truth, the seventh child was in Qinling, so he didn't have to think that he was going to find Uncle Liu and them.

Throwing five cents to the small shopkeeper of the grocery store, Huang Biao turned and left.

The seven-year-old child didn't sleep well, lying on the breakfast stall stuffed with buns and fighting up and down without delaying his eyelids. By the time he walked up to him, the kid had already eaten half a steamed bun and drank most of the bowl of spicy soup.

I bought two more tea eggs, sat down and ordered two steamed buns again, and I was hungry.

Seeing that the black bag was thrown away by Yuan Yu on the table, Huang Biao took it with a heavy mind, and there was nothing else in it except a white quill pen.

Perhaps seeing that he was looking at the brush again, Yuan Yu took off half of the bun in his mouth with one hand and pointed at the brush vaguely, with a little uneasiness in his eyes: "Brother Biaozi, this thing is not good!" ”

"Eat your stuff, you're not very old, talk nonsense all day long, eat well, and talk about your own business when you're full. I don't know what happened to your family! ”

"I'm not talking gibberish!"

"Then you say this thing is not good, why is it not good? You make it clear! ”

Yuan Yu smoothed his neck and drank a mouthful of soup, the little guy was choked and rolled his eyes, even so, he still said angrily: "I look uncomfortable, the strange smell on your body is what this thing stained you!" ”

Putting down the brush and ignoring the kid, Huang Biao peeled an egg and handed it to Yuan Yu, and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Naughty boy, I'll buy you a ticket later, you wait at the station by yourself, and I'll ask the old man at home to send you back. If you don't learn well, you can't learn well! Although I was a bit of a bastard when I was a child, I haven't done anything like you running out of the province, and I don't let my family worry about death! You don't know if you ask for your home phone, what happened on the road, you have no place to cry! ”

"My family is poor, my dad always drinks, and if he drinks too much, he doesn't care. My mom cries all day and can't afford a phone! Brother Biaozi, where are you going? Yuan Yu snorted, as if he was talking about something unrelated.

Huang Biao sighed, the poor boy was in charge early. Since I was a child, my life was too good, so I was sensible later. Touching Yuan Yu's head and smiling: "No matter how bad the family is, at least someone takes care of your food and clothing, and there is a place for you to sleep well, you always have to go back!" If I send you away, you will go to Qinling and find my brother! ”

Yuan Yu's eyes lit up: "Your brother is Leng Qi, you told me last night, my grandfather really didn't lie to me, you also have to go to Qinling, then Leng Qi is really in Qinling, look, I didn't lie to you!" ”

After that, Yuan Yu said a little dejectedly: "I won't go back, I told my grandfather that I must hand it over to Leng Qi in person!" ”

Huang Biao's slap slapped him again, "Why do you kid have a tendon, that barren mountains and mountains can go to a person like you?" Go back, I have to send you home if you say anything, you did such a bastard thing for Lao Qi, I can't let anything happen to you! Give me something, you can always trust me, I'll send it for you! ”

When Yuan Yu heard this, he didn't eat the buns anymore, and covered the small cloth bag on his body: "Brother Biaozi invited me to eat buns, you are a good person, I believe in you!" ”

"That's it, give me something!" Huang Biao was very satisfied with the child's words.

"Don't give! Grandpa asked me to hand it over to Leng Qi personally! ”

"Hey, you bear kid." Huang Biao jumped to his feet in a hurry.

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The two didn't fight for a result, Yuan Yu said that he was not useless, Huang Biao naturally scoffed, and in the end, Yuan Yu finished eating the eggs in two bites and walked over to a well-dressed person next to him.

Huang Biao didn't know what this kid was going to make trouble again, so he looked at it curiously.

The man was an elderly man in his fifties, and when he saw Yuan Yu standing in front of him, he was stunned, and then picked up two fritters with a smile: "Hungry?" Come on, come on, sit down and eat, grandpa will pay for you! ”

Yuan Yu wiped the corners of his mouth, and didn't go over, "Grandpa, have you been having a bad time lately!" I'm telling you that the mountain in your house is broken! ”

"The mountain is broken? Little doll, I don't have a mountain at home! ”

"There are mountains, I'm talking about the mountains where people are buried! Grandpa, is there no money in your family, and you are still dead? Yuan Yu said very firmly.

The old man's face suddenly froze, and Huang Biao's heart tightened, where he cursed the dead when he saw a person's face, wouldn't he curse a white-haired person to send a black-haired person at such an old age. I was about to step forward and pull Yuan Yu back, but I saw that the old man's face was a little gloomy.

"The mountain that buries people! It is...... It's just burying people, grandpa, really, there's something wrong with the mountain where you bury people in your house! Seeing that his words were not heard clearly, Yuan Yu scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

The old man was still confused, but he didn't want to sell breakfast, and the boss pointed with a smile: "Uncle, this baby is talking about your ancestral grave!" ”

Yuan Yu's face was happy, and he nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Huang Biao has already stood up, and this kid has even carried the ancestral grave.

Unexpectedly, the old man's face changed, his lips trembled, and he pulled Yuan Yu's little hand: "Child, you tell the old man a good story!" ”

"Grandpa, are there two puddles on the side of the buried people in your house?" Yuan Yu scratched his head and thought for a while, and said.

The old man lived for such an age, and when he worshiped his ancestors, he was naturally clear, but he was shocked at the moment, his voice was a little astringent, and he held Yuan Yu's hand tighter: "Little doll, do you recognize me?" ”

Yuan Yu shook his head innocently, "I don't know!" ”

"Then how do you know that there are two puddles on my ancestral mountain, one left and one right!" The old man's voice trembled.

Seeing this, Huang Biao sighed lightly, the boss who sold breakfast forgot to throw the kneaded noodles into the oil pot, wiped his hands on his apron, and looked at the big and small in front of him like watching a play.

"Grandpa said that if water has a root, this prosperity will be long, wood has roots, and the roots are big. The heavenly pond is clear and rippling, and the shade is sandwiched between the ridges, which is full but not overflowing. If the dragon is born two pools of water, the shade is beautiful, the shade and the ancestral industry, there is a warehouse and grain, the children and grandchildren are safe, and the years are rich, if the pond water suddenly dries up, it will be a disaster! ”

Yuan Yu shook his head and closed his eyes to recite Tang poems, Huang Biao knew that this kid didn't know a few big characters. Attracted the amazement of others.

After reading it, ignoring the stunned old man, Yuan Yu said crisply: "Grandpa, your pond is dry!" ”

The old man was still half-idiot, until the hawker who bought the breakfast said: "Uncle, Tong Yan is unscrupulous, just call and ask if you know what's going on!" ”

The old man woke up from a big dream as if he had received an electric shock, opened a suitcase in a panic, took out a big brother from it, pulled out the antenna, and dialed it out.