Chapter 58 Caused by a bean paste bag

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A scrawny old horse strode briskly towards a dilapidated carriage, as if thirsting for something, and the sweet smell and slight sourness of the bean paste buns spread from the carriage.

Naturally, no one will be interested in the already sour bean paste buns, but there is an old horse who is interested, maybe not interested, but just wants to eat it.

If you want to eat, then eat.

It's just that the old horse stood in front of the carriage, and he couldn't even see the bean paste buns, let alone eat them.

I can only smell the incense and sour that have always been there, and I can only hear the non-stop chirping.

The old horse was a little ashamed, ashamed that he had already been ashamed of the sour bean paste bun, but he couldn't even see the skin of the bean paste bun.

The embarrassed old horse snorted fiercely, purring and purring.

It's not very loud, but the whole stall can be heard.

It just didn't sound for long, and it was drowned out by the chirping.

The old horse continued to dislike, was very embarrassed, and snorted again.

It's just a pity that the gray curtain can't seem to cover Yin Huai's chirp, but it can well separate the old horse's snort, or Yin Huai eats too seriously, thinks too seriously, and can't hear anything seriously.

The old horse had no choice but to think of a way. It lifted its hooves and stepped on the carriage, and the old horse stepped on it very hard, and the carriage shook very hard.

Yin Huai was also shaken back to his senses very hard.

Yin Huai, who came back to his senses, seemed to smell the sour smell of the bean paste bag, but even if he smelled the sour smell that had been lingering in the bean paste bag, he still didn't put down the bean paste bag in his hand, and his mouth still didn't stop, and the chirping still didn't stop.

Therefore, Yin Huai puffed out his cheeks, chewed vigorously, followed the chirping sound, and then saw a horse face.

With a little disdain, with some shame, with a lot of hope.

It's amazing how much emotion can be contained on a horse's face.

But Yin Huai saw so many human emotions from that horse's face, which was even more amazing.

Yin Huai looked at the gaze cast by the old horse, his gaze fell on his face, and then turned to his hand. To be precise, it is to turn to the bean paste bun that you have received.

The bean paste bun is a very ordinary bean paste bun, although it is a little sour and smelly, but it is still a little sweet bean paste bun.

Old horses are also very ordinary horses, and people are also very ordinary people.

Ordinary, so natural.

Yin Huai naturally raised his hand, but it was the empty hand, and the palm of his hand stretched straight to a small handful of manes on the old horse's forehead. It was the only good-looking mane on the old horse's head.

In the past, the old horse has always refused to let people pull the mane, but this time, the old horse just hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, and Yin Huai was very successful in pulling the handful of hair that was sacred and inviolable for the old horse.

Although the old horse lowered his head, he thought hatefully, and when the bean paste bun was eaten, he ran away directly and ran away from the Hua family.

The horse that planned to escape was on the same carriage as the one who decided to leave.

Then, the old horse put the other hoof on the carriage, and Yin Huai stretched out another hand holding the bun.

The old horse grinned happily.

And then ...... The carriage collapsed.

It was a very old carriage, which had been used when Erzhuzi was still young, and then it was collected or abandoned in the only grocery store, and it was not until Yin Huai left that the carriage was turned over again, slightly repaired and back on the road.

It was said that the carriage should have collapsed, but the old horse's not very strong body happened to be the last straw that overwhelmed the carriage.

The old horse was a little confused, and Yin Huai was a little confused. I don't know where the bean paste bag in my hand fell, but I saw that my eyes were full of desolation and embarrassment.

In the eyes of other people, this is really a ridiculous picture, the cute kind of ridiculous, and a little pitiful.

Hua Dianhong, the owner of the flower family, is someone else, and that ridiculous, cute and pitiful picture fell in his eyes.

Hua Dianhong leaned on crutches and smiled, not thinking it was ridiculous, cute or pitiful.

Just smiled flatly, like a little thing that you inadvertently remembered on the road and forgot after laughing.

Therefore, after Hua Dianhong smiled, she no longer cared.

This is the flower family, so Hua Dianhong didn't leave, and she didn't need to leave.

The red cane in Hua Dianhong's hand hit the ground, and then the ground rolled up a gust of wind, the wind was very gentle, blowing through the corners of Yin Huai's clothes, blowing the only handful of mane on the top of the old horse's head.

The wind was also very fast, blowing fast, faster than the ordinary wind, so fast that Yin Huai didn't have time to feel the coolness of the wind, and he didn't have time to wait for the wind to blow away the heat on his face, so he disappeared.

Although the wind blows quickly, it is not unnoticeably fast.

Or rather, the wind had taken away the traces, and the sawdust was gone. Even the large pieces of wood, which had not yet been completely damaged, were gone.

It's as if the carriage never appeared.

The floor was clean, except for one bun, which was the only bean paste bun left.

The bean paste bun lay on the ground, looking clean and without any wood chips sticking to it.

Of course, Yin Huai will not pick up the bean paste bag that has fallen to the ground again, but he will not stop the old horse from running to the other side with the bean paste bag in his mouth.

He didn't do anything, just looked at the master of the flower family, the outstretched hand was already behind his back, he was no longer the boy who ate bean paste buns seriously and thought seriously about the long road ahead, he became a silent stone who didn't like to talk again.

It's like the bluestone lying outside the horse pen that has never spoken after many winds, frosts, rain and snow.

The bluestone is very silent, so that little bluestone is always forgotten, and it is not even qualified to be remembered.

However, for the master of the Hua family, this young man who is like a silent stone cannot be ignored, although he is not surnamed Xia, he is still the person brought by the little master of the Xia family after all.

Just this alone, the owner of the Hua family couldn't ignore this taciturn teenager.

"Why is Xiaoyou here?"

This sentence was a question, but the master of the Hua family had no intention of asking, and his tone was very flat, as if he didn't care if he wanted to leave at all.

It's not that he's sure that Yin Huai won't leave, but he's sure that Yin Huai won't be able to leave.

When he came here, he didn't let Yin Huai leave.

Naturally, it was to leave here, so he naturally wasn't really asking Yin Huai.

The owner of the Hua family looked at Yin Huai's silent face, looking at it very seriously, as if he wanted to see some tricks from it.

It seems that he wants to see someone or the shadow of a certain family from Yin Huai's face.

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