What are these words, the pheasant stared.

Qixing just smiled, and glanced at Gao Xiaoliu again, it seemed that he was really comparing again.

"Young, no matter how good-looking." She laughs.

This is to praise him for his good looks, Gao Xiaoliu smiled, and watched Qixing bow his head and eat the food on the table.

Eat seriously and uprightly.

"You've been asked to eat these since you were a child." He said, "Actually, you don't have to be so harsh, you come to our Xianlou today as a guest, and the guests can order whatever they want and eat something good." ”

Qixing looked at the food in front of him and said, "It's okay, in fact, I eat the same thing." ”

Poor child, Gao Xiaoliu's eyes were pitiful, and his sense of taste was dull, and he just wanted to persuade again, but Qixing spoke first.

"Is your father still there?" She asked.

Sure enough, he knew his father, Gao Xiaoliu sighed: "My father is still there, but he was seriously injured, unconscious, and couldn't see anyone." ”

He was a little apologetic.

Although they are from the same family, because the identity of the father is very important, even the son cannot bring people over at will without asking for instructions in advance.

But promises can still be promised.

"There has always been a doctor to treat me, and my father will definitely get better." Gao Xiaoliu said, "You can see him then." ”

This is a half-truth, but it will definitely come true, and when my father wakes up, as soon as he says it, my father will definitely see him.

The pheasant looked at him with some disdain, a little sympathy, pity the children of the world, and hoped that his parents would get better.

But it's only a little, Miss is the most pitiful, and the parents and relatives will not get better no matter how much they look forward to it.

Here, Gao Xiaoliu has already begun to ask again.

"You saw my father when you were a child? When did you meet? Why didn't I pay attention to you, how old were you then? It shouldn't be, I'm older than you, and I can't remember it if you remember it. ”

“.... After so many years, we young people and elders have nothing to reminisce. ”

Speaking of this, Gao Xiaoliu pouted again.

"My father is an old stubborn, and when I see him, be careful, he will tell you a bunch of principles and rules, which is very annoying."

Qixing smiled and told him, "I saw that your father wanted to ask about some things in the past, and since he didn't wake up, I would wait." ”

Ask about the past? What's up? Gao Xiaoliu was more curious, but the girl didn't take the initiative to say, and he didn't ask anymore.

"Okay, wait, I'm sure my father will wake up." He patted his chest and said.

Seven Stars smiled and nodded.

"I don't know if it's convenient to ask, where do you live in the capital and what are you doing?" Gao Xiaoliu asked, patting his chest again, "I am in charge here in the capital, what do you have to tell me." ”

"I'm working for people." Qixing said, stretching out his hand and shaking it, "You know. ”

Ah, yes, they are old acquaintances, Gao Xiaoliu smiled and nodded again and again, pinching the dice and spinning.

"You don't have to worry about eating and drinking where you live." Seven Stars continued, "But I do need help with my coming today. ”

Gao Xiaoliu stretched out his hand to please: "Please speak." ”

Seven Stars said, "I need a cast iron shop. ”

.......

.......

Gao Xiaoliu leaned against the window and looked out, this time he didn't scatter petals, lest the petals affect his vision, but despite this, there were too many people on the street, and the girl couldn't see it in the blink of an eye.

Zhike also looked out: "It's really a hurry, why don't you stay longer, it's in vain that our son has been waiting for so long." ”

Gao Xiaoliu rolled his eyes at him, withdrew his gaze, and sat against the window, grinning on his face.

"Where's the people? How old is it? Where to stay? Who else is in the family? Zhike asked.

"Who asks these questions?" Gao Xiaoliu glared at him.

It is enough to know what her name is, that she has come to him, that she has become acquainted with him.

Speaking of which, he pulled the acquaintance again.

"She knows my father." His eyes lit up and he asked, "Have you seen her?" ”

Zhike looked out again: "Really? Speaking of this, he was annoyed, "It's all to blame Gongzi for stopping me and not letting me take a closer look at what she looks like." ”

"What are you pretending, you think I don't know you're peeking." Gao Xiaoliu sneered, "Your fiery eyes, just look at people." ”

Zhike smiled again and shook his head: "No impression, I don't pay much attention to children, not to mention that most of the time I am in the capital, not to follow the master all the time, I may not have seen the people the master has seen." ”

Gao Xiaoliu also knew, nodded, and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter if you see it or not, I didn't know it before, but I know it now." As he spoke, he stood up, "Quick, I'm going to pick a good shop for her." ”

Zhike asked: "What does this ruler want to do in the cast iron shop?" Why don't you want a carpenter's shop? ”

Gao Xiaoliu turned his head and booed him: "What are you shouting, what ruler, people are called Qixing." ”

He raised his hand and pointed upward.

"Stars in the sky."

......

......

It turned out that the ink man who saved Gao Xiaoliu was the seven stars in Xitang.

Xitang, that Seven Stars is a woman?

This is really a bit surprising, and even more surprising.....

"Know me?"

After listening to Zhike's relay, the rich man was also a little surprised.

Zhike smiled and said: "It's not surprising, master, you are an elder after all, and like the head of the family, everyone knows it, and children are no exception." ”

The rich man sat up and thought thoughtfully: "But everyone knows that the elders are dead, how can she, a young man from other places, open her mouth directly to see me, why does she know that I am not dead?" ”

"What else did she say? Ask me about the past? ”

"For such a young girl, what is she going to ask me about the past?"

"Unless ....."

He looked at Zhike.

"She knows something."

Zhike was thoughtful and asked in a low voice, "Then do you want to meet her, master?" ”

The rich man leaned against the bed and muttered, "I can see her first." ”

......

......

A blacksmith's shop is completely different from a smith's shop.

It's like another world.

Because the fire burns non-stop, it seems that the day and night are chaotic.

Although Gao Xiaoliu looked strange and spoke, he was okay to do things, so he sent the news the next day and chose a blacksmith shop.

When night fell, Seven Stars took the pheasant to the blacksmith's shop.

The pheasant only stood for a while, and then couldn't help fanning the wind with his hands: "It's so hot, miss, if you work here in winter, it will be very comfortable." ”

The sleeves of the Seven Stars were tied, and a towel was wrapped around her head, and the firelight danced on her face, staining her always fair face with a flush.

"It's not comfortable in winter." She said, "It's smoky, there's no time to be comfortable." ”

As he spoke, he took out a red-hot iron bar from the fire with an iron drill with one hand, put it on the iron pier, picked up the hammer with the other hand and smashed it, and sparks splashed everywhere.

The pheasant hurriedly stepped back, striking iron was more terrifying than carpenters and embroiderers, and at this moment, the young lady was holding a red iron bar in one hand and a hammer in the other, and the whole person burned like fire.

Looking at the girl standing in front of the fire, with a small body, but wielding a hammer easily, a pair of eyes behind the pane on the side widened slightly, and narrowed slightly.

"Isn't it ..... It's her. ”

The rich man withdrew his gaze, and the lattice window was gently closed, isolating the scorching wind and fire, and also the sound.

Master, do you really know each other? Zhike asked curiously: "Who is it?" ”

The rich man looked back at the closed peeping window, and dug out a name from his dusty memory.

"She should be." He said, "Little girl." ”

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