Chapter 103: The Old Man Here (1)

"Blind in the eyes and lame in the legs, it is indeed a waste for the average person. But since they can still fight and stay in this place, it is not a waste. Zhang Zhi turned his head to look at Zhao Zhuo, who suddenly became a little strange, and protested softly.

The boy smiled and shook his head, meaningfully not speaking. Instead, he turned his head to look at the quiet corridor on the right, and suddenly asked, "Those two people...... Which room to stay in. ”

"The most and the last." Zhang Zhi shrugged and replied.

"It hasn't changed......" Shaking his head and sighing like a waning old man, the boy got up from the sand and walked towards the corridor with his hands behind his back.

Then he stopped in front of the first room in the corridor facing north, stretched out his palm, and tapped the door very unreasonably.

"The door is unlocked." When the voice came from the room, the boy had already touched the doorknob, pushed open the door and walked in.

At the end of the entrance, Zhao Zhuo was stopped by two boys with resolute faces who stretched out their little hands. The boy was only five or six years old, with a thin, undernourished face and a slender palm like a young branch that had lost its nutrients. Standing in front of Zhao Zhuo, the height can only reach the position above the knees and below the thighs of the young man, just looking at their tight little faces, the little adults are similar.

Looking down at the two children, Zhao Zhuo's eyes raised slightly, and looked towards the living room: in the huge living room, with the coffee table as the dividing line, there were two rows of young people standing in each row, with a straight javelin-like posture, a strict face like an ice stone, and a calm mountain-like look, all of which made these two rows of teenagers look particularly dazzling and unique. From their bodies, Zhao Zhuo even vaguely saw the shadow of the federal soldiers.

And on the sand, in the middle of the two rows of young soldiers, an old man with a straight dress and a gray head was being made.

The old man sat on the sand, his hands slowly folded in front of him, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the TV on the wall opposite him with sharp eyes like an eagle, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face was as cold as water.

Following the old man's gaze towards the TV, Zhao Zhuo was not surprised that the other party was not watching the live broadcast of the 20-40-draw gambling game, but a TV station with the LBTV1 mark. On this television station, federal news was being broadcast at this time.

Zhao Zhuo's arrival did not attract the attention of the old man in the hall, he was blocked by two little baby soldiers on the side of the entrance, and he could not advance. And the two baby soldiers didn't seem to have the slightest intention of helping to report. The small branch-like hand stood hard and straight, just not letting Zhao Zhuo pass.

The kitchen was filled with the sound of "hissing" stir-frying, and bursts of aroma slowly filled the room. Zhao Zhuo glanced over there and vaguely saw a busy woman's figure. In the bedroom on the other side, he also faintly heard the sobbing of several babies, and there was also a woman sitting faintly next to the bed.

"I remember you used to not accept female tenants." Now that the other party didn't pay attention to what he meant, the young man took a deep breath and said so.

The old man's gaze stayed on the federal news on the TV, and he did not stare at the other party politely because he heard Zhao Zhuo's voice. He has very few wrinkles on his face, only a few fishtails near the corners of his eyes, which looks very slender.

"Because women are not suitable for the army. In this place of iron and fire, only men can survive. The thin lips that were tightly pursed opened, and the old man's calm and gentle voice sounded in the living room: "But a woman can take care of people, especially children. ”

Zhao Zhuo's gaze slowly scanned the soldiers-like teenagers in the hall, then fell on the two baby soldiers who were blocking him, and finally looked at the baby swaddling clothes that were faintly visible in the bedroom, nodded and said, "That's right." It seems that you really listened to my uncle's opinion. ”

The young man used "my uncle" instead of "Uncle Xiu" when he opened his mouth this time, because he knew that the other party must understand his words and must be able to guess who he is.

Sure enough, the old man, who had been watching the federal news without moving his gaze, finally withdrew his gaze, his gaze swept across the space and fell on Zhao Zhuo's body, and after a few deep glances, he slowly spoke: "You are...... Zhuo doll? ”

Hearing this infuriating title, Zhao Zhuo rolled his eyes angrily: "I'm not a doll anymore." Shouldn't you change your name? ”

The old man's gaze moved twice over him and the two baby soldiers, and then he nodded slowly: "Indeed." You're an adult now. Then I'll call you Zova. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "There is only one word missing?" ”

"You're not over twenty years old, I'll take that word away when I'm done." A faint smile appeared on the old man's resolute face, and then quickly retreated, as if even the stern face could not adapt to such a warm movement.

However, he still didn't let Zhao Zhuo in, but asked casually, "What are you doing here with me?" ”

"I've heard that there is a lame man and a blind man living here. I just want to see if my old friend is really alive. Like a dog. When he said this, for the first time, the boy's eyes unceremoniously showed contempt, ridicule, provocation, and everything that could make people angry.

The two rows of teenagers who had been standing in the hall immediately turned their heads suddenly and glared at Zhao Zhuo with murderous anger. Even the two baby soldiers who were blocking Zhao Zhuo suddenly clenched their small fists and glared at him fiercely with eyes that wanted to kill people.

"You are a little doll, what qualifications do you have to be friends with me?" The old man looked at Zhao Zhuo quietly, and there was not a trace of affection on his usually strict face.

Zhao Zhuo snorted coldly, still provocatively: "I said this for my uncle." I won't talk about friends with you two wastes, who are as hungry as a dog, greedy for life and afraid of death like a mouse, such a person can't be friends. ”

"So he said it." Nodding slowly, the old man looked at Zhao Zhuo slightly, "I really can't imagine that you still remember his teachings all these years." Anyway, how long has that guy been dead, ten years. Compared to the two of us, who are like dogs and rats, he can only be like a ghost now. ”

In terms of nourishing qi, holding his breath and concentrating on anger, Zhao Zhuo was naturally inferior to this old man who didn't know whether he was three or four rounds older than him, and when he heard this, his face immediately turned red, and he said angrily: "Old lame, you are still as shameless as before!" ”

"Don't you also disrespect the old as you used to?" The old man looked at the young man with a sneer and said calmly.

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