Chapter 57: Ridiculous Difficult Brothers

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There was a thunder in the blue sky, and the old horse's nose was like this, in this simple but not simple horse pen, the old horse's nose was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, very loud. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But nothing happened.

The yellowed grass in the stall was still unpalatable, and the young man who was about to leave was still ready to leave, walking in front of the dilapidated carriage.

There were a few hints of gray in the black paint, which was the original color of the carriage.

It was a very old wagon, found from the small grocery store behind the bun shop, and like this one, it was also a very old grocery store.

There was a lot of dust piled up in it, and there were many, many things that didn't come in handy.

The owner of the grocery store is a rigid old woman. Like Erzhuzi's steamed bun shop, it is also the only grocery store in Giethoorn that sells thrift goods.

In fact, many things are unique in Giethoorn Town, such as the steamed bun shop in the north of the city, such as the grocery store behind the steamed bun shop, and the courtyard in the north corner of the city, which is also the only courtyard and the only place that belongs to Yinhuai.

Now, the only dilapidated carriage in Giethoorn Town has also left Giethoorn Town with Yin Huai, and there is no carriage and no Yin Huai in Giethoorn Town.

As for the following, maybe a new carriage will pull into Giethoorn, maybe not.

Yin Huai looked at the dilapidated carriage and couldn't say anything.

Perhaps he could only go back, with his dilapidated carriage, with his baggage.

It's just that......

Yin Huai glanced back at the old horse that did not belong to him in the dappled sunlight of the horse pen.

Since there is no way to leave, you can only travel in simple clothes.

Yin Huai got into the carriage, and a few gusts of fresh wind came out from the dappled sunlight, blowing the gray and white curtain in front of the black carriage, revealing Yin Huai's busy figure.

Then a burst of aroma spreads, some sour, some dull.

There is also a little sweetness of the bean paste.

Yin Huai eats a bean paste bun.

Eating is very serious, like deciding to leave after eating, or decisively.

One bite at a time.

The bean paste buns that have been left for a few days are not delicious, and the wind with the smell of fermentation in early summer has been blowing for several days, and it is a little sour, and it is even more sour in the mouth.

The old horse smelled the unhidden sourness in the fragrant bean paste, and the disdain in his eyes became even stronger.

Let's chirp, chirp.

The old horse chewed the withered yellow grass in his mouth very loudly, and seemed to eat it very deliciously.

Let's chirp, chirp.

Yin Huai chewed the moon-yellow and slightly sour buns in his mouth very loudly, and he really ate it very deliciously.

The old horse didn't know what was delicious about those sour broken steamed buns, and he could still smack his lips, and then he thought that the withered grass in his mouth was really unpalatable, so he was even more uncomfortable, and then the old horse was even more disdainful.

But soon, the old horse's grass was gone.

The chirp kept coming from behind the gray, and it seemed to be endless.

The old horse became more and more uncomfortable, and he didn't even have anything to eat in the unpalatable forage, and the little broken boy still had buns to eat.

The buns are still those sour buns, but the old horse has become an old horse without forage.

The air was still filled with the smell of sour buns.

Lao Ma vaguely remembered that a few days ago, in that small town, before he was caught by those rough hands, he seemed to be eating steamed buns, as if they were also bean paste buns.

And the hand that grabbed himself was also stained with the sweetness of bean paste.

It remembered the sweetness of the bean paste, so it forgot for a moment the sourness hidden in the sweetness.

Seeing that Yin Huai ate very fragrantly, he also wanted to eat it a little.

Wanting to eat the bean paste buns, it slowly walked out from behind the stall and slowly approached the carriage that was still chirping.

Yin Huai has been eating bean paste buns seriously, and has been seriously thinking about how to go, and the road in the forest is a little dim. He wanted to be careful, or he wanted to get back to Giethoorn as soon as possible.

Because I was thinking about it very seriously, I was so serious that I didn't care about whether the bean paste bag in my hand was sour and smelly, and I didn't notice that the old horse was slowly approaching.

The old horse walked very slowly, like a graceful old lady pacing, with a noble look, as if her arrival was a kind of grace.

It's just that the old horse is really too old, the old one is really not graceful, and the thin body can't see the wealth of those small-footed old ladies, as for the nobility, the old horse tries his best to make himself look like he is not begging.

It's in ...... Ask for it.

Yes, that's right, just ask for it.

I am a horse who has eaten the freshest grass in the world, so I am naturally qualified to eat some bean paste buns, so I am asking for it, but the bean paste buns happen to be in your hands, and in your hands, it does not mean that you have them completely.

So, I ask for it, and you are going to give it to me.

This is what Lao Ma thinks, he thinks very realistically, and it is really suitable for putting on an expression that does not take everything in his eyes, so Lao Ma also put on a proud expression, which seems to be unstoppable.

It's just that the expression on the old horse's face, and the expression on the horse's face that is a little hairless, the corners of the mouth are still very unnaturally hooked, so the old face looks very ridiculous.

Sometimes ridiculous can be considered cute. For example, Xia Xiaolian insisted on staying in order to see her brother, which is ridiculous, but it is also very cute.

Sometimes ridiculous is ridiculous, and it won't become cute, for example, now Lao Ma obviously wants to eat bean paste buns but pretends not to care, this is really ridiculous, and for example, a brother who can't help but be secretly angry because his sister fell in love, this is also extremely ridiculous.

And the current Yin Huai is also very ridiculous.

It's neither cute and ridiculous, nor really ridiculous, just some distressing ridiculousness.

If it's ridiculous, someone should laugh, the old horse put on that look, Yin Huai couldn't see it, so he didn't laugh, Yin Huai's pretended to be lonely or really lonely, the old horse saw it, and replaced the laugh with disdain, at least it was a response.

As for Xia Xiaolian's ridiculousness, no one will regard that kind of ridiculousness as ridiculous, that is called naivety.

As for Xia He's ridiculousness, it is also not ridiculous, that is human nature.

So the really ridiculous ones are all in the horse pen now, one is seriously eating bean paste buns, and the other is seriously wanting to eat bean paste buns.

It's just a bean paste bun, it's just ridiculous.

Who hasn't made people laugh yet?

The old horse thought so, but in its eyes it was ridiculous only that the guy who hid in the carriage and secretly ate alone was ridiculous, and it thought this way only because it had enough reason to get close to that ridiculous fellow.

Since everyone has ridiculous times, it shouldn't be considered to be worse for him to get close to him and grab his bean paste buns to eat.

Ridiculous is a ridiculous thing in itself.

The old horse no longer dwelled on whether it was ridiculous or not, and took a quick step towards the carriage.

You eat slowly, I want it too!

If the old horse could talk.

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