Chapter 22: Strange Old Man

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Therefore, at that time, Zhao Haikun did not have any suspicions about this strange old man who suddenly appeared, although he couldn't understand why when this old man followed him, his steps were light and almost silent, as if he didn't exist.

After knowing the old man's intention, Zhao Haikun waved his hand and told the old man: "Coincidentally, I also live in Zhao's house, let's go the same way!" and then beckoned him to go back together.

During the whole process, Zhao Haikun first asked the old man a few dispensable questions, and then the two of them started a silent journey one after the other.

At first, they walked very calmly, but as they walked, Zhao Haikun felt that something was not quite right with the old man.

Because under the light of the moon, he found that the old man's eyes always radiated a blue light that seemed to be absent, and his body became more and more rickety, as if it were ...... Getting smaller?!

Seeing these weirdness, Zhao Haikun really didn't understand, and was even a little scared at this time, but at that time, Brother Zhao was relatively simple, so he didn't think about these complicated places.

After that, Zhao Haikun couldn't stand it anymore, so he used a very simple method to solve these questions.

He stopped, then turned straight to the old man and asked the old man why his eyes were blue and his size was getting smaller.

Listening to Zhao Haikun's words, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly, telling him that he did not get smaller, but because his stomach did not eat, he was uncomfortable with hunger, and his waist was not straight.

As he spoke, the old man deliberately stood up straight, and gestured to Zhao Haikun, indicating that he was fine.

After reading this, most of the doubts in Zhao Haikun's heart were neutralized, and then he looked at the old man pitiful, so he gave him the elm bark and elm money in his hand, so that he could eat his stomach and hurry up.

Lao Zhao handed the elm leaf bark to the old man, which made a trace of surprise and gratitude pass through the man's eyes.

But when the old man took the elm bark leaves. After smelling it, he handed it back to Zhao Haikun.

The man shook his head and explained to Zhao Haikun: "Little brother, I understand your kindness, but I can't eat these things, can you give me something soft and hot to eat?"

The old man's words, Zhao Haikun was very unhappy when he heard it.

After all, not to mention how difficult it was back then, how scarce the material was, let's just say that in this great wilderness, mountains and mountains, where there is something hot to eat, you can't eat it either.

Therefore, the old man's request was a bit excessive.

Even so, Zhao Haikun, who had a good heart, still said curiously to the old man: "You have a lot of things, this tree leaf is wood food, and when you are in a panic in spring, you can't find it with a lantern!"

Listening to Zhao Haikun's words, the old man waved his hand and said very humbly: "That's your food, old man, I'...... When I'm at home, I can only eat something that is tender, juicy, and hot!"

After listening to the old man's words, Zhao Haikun, who thought that there was nothing to do, remembered something again, and then put his hand into his arms, and then took out something!

After showing the thing in his hand to the strange old man, Zhao Haikun further said: "This thing is soft, juicy and warm, you can always eat it, right?"

Zhao Haikun's sudden words made the old man with blue light in his eyes also feel curious, so he immediately looked into Zhao Haikun's palm.

Later, he found that in the child's hands were five or six wild plum fruits that were not too big or too small.

This kind of wild plum is black, and the inside is ripe and transparent, because it is very close to Zhao Haikun's chest, so it carries human body temperature when it is taken out, but it is not as the old man said, soft, juicy, and warm?

After Zhao Haikun handed over the plums to the old man, he added with some anxiety: "Cut elm trees during the day, pick them from the side, since you need them, they will be yours!

Listening to Zhao Haikun's words, the old man was embarrassed for a while, then accepted the food with a smile, and then swallowed the plums into his mouth.

After chewing this meal, the old man was not so hungry, and Zhao Haikun continued to take him on the road, but Brother Zhao at that time didn't quite understand why this old thing didn't spit out the kernel when he ate the fruit, and the teeth in his mouth were so white that he said that his teeth were not good, but he was in a hurry to go home, and he didn't think about these clues.

In this way, after the two of them carried the moonlight on their backs and walked a few hundred meters, the old man had another problem!

After a while, Zhao Haikun suddenly found that the old man was following him more and more slowly, as if he was ...... Deliberately shrank into Zhao Haikun's shadow.

After discovering the strange behavior of this old thing, Zhao Haikun was very puzzled.

The old man's actions were due to hunger, but what was he doing this time?

At this moment, his surprise rose to alertness, but Zhao Haikun still used his simplicity and straightforwardness as always.

He turned back and asked the old man why he had slowed down and was still trying to drill into his shadow.

Listening to Zhao Haikun's question, the old man smiled helplessly and awkwardly.

Then he pointed to his feet and said, "My shoes are not good, I really can't keep up with your speed!!"

Following the old man's words, Zhao Haikun walked over again and inspected the old man's shoes.

At this time, Zhao Haikun found that the old man's shoes were really dirty and broken, and the soles of the shoes were transparent and white, and he looked like he wanted to wear them.

Looking at such shoes, Zhao Haikun was very embarrassed, and then he scratched his head, saying that he couldn't think of any good way.

In this regard, the old man suddenly said: "Little brother, can you put shoes on me! I am old, and my feet are injured, and I really can't walk, can you be pitiful, have pity on me!"

Listening to the old man's pleading, the young and simple Zhao Haikun was moved by compassion, so under the tenet of "respecting the old and loving the young", he gave his shoes to the little old man and continued to walk barefoot.

Then the two of them followed each other for dozens of steps, and after that, the old man stopped Zhao Haikun again.

Zhao Haikun, who stopped again, was a little annoyed, and he asked loudly what happened to the old man, why he didn't move forward again.

To this, the old man replied very embarrassedly: "After walking a few steps, your shoes are too small!

Seeing that such a dilemma had appeared again, Zhao Haikun frowned.

I don't know if it was out of enthusiasm to help people, or in the helplessness of wanting to get home sooner, he finally took the initiative to ask: "In this case, I'll carry you for a ride, let's go faster!"

Zhao Haikun's words made the old man look surprised and moved again, and then he agreed with a thousand thanks, and immediately got on Zhao Haikun's shoulder.

In this way, the young Zhao Haikun gritted his teeth and carried this inexplicable appearance, asking the thin old man of Cheeduo to walk in the direction of Zhaojialou Village along the way.