How is he!?

Why did he appear in Mistshadow Mountain?

Why is it in Xizizhou again!?

What shocked Qiu Cunmo the most was about her birth!

He once said that when she was born, he delivered the baby, and replaced the Moyun Heavenly Bone with the Purple Yun Heavenly Bone!!

But......

How old is he!?

He looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, not much older than her.

So, how old is he?

Old?!

At this moment, Qiu Cunmo's whole body was cold and trembling, his palms were numb, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

"What, angry? I'm just joking with you. Zong Rin noticed Qiu Cunmo's abnormality, but he didn't think too much, pulled out a knife flower with one hand, and returned the knife to her.

"I've helped you anyway, and I'm a friend, and a knife is a thing to treat enemies, isn't it right that you use it to deal with friends?"

Qiu Cunmo's eyes were trembling, and he didn't even have the courage to take back the God Slashing Knife, for fear that Zong Rin would see her surging thoughts, so he lowered his head and grabbed his shirt, quickly walked back to the room, and slammed the door shut.

Zong Rin was stunned, and looked at the God Slashing Sword with a slight brow: "You won't be really angry, right?" ”

However, if you are really angry, it will be even more frivolous!

Instead of a little hedgehog to bite, into a obedient little white rabbit.

"Autumn Girl......"

"Bang!"

The door of the house was opened heavily, Qiu Cunmo scattered his hair, and his drunken pupils were full of doubts, pointing to the carved wooden bed.

"Did you really crawl out of there?"

“……”

"And where did your wheelchair come from?!"

That place can only be used by one person, isn't this guy with bad legs?

How did the wheelchair come out?!

Before Zong Rin could speak, he suddenly heard a knock on the door: "Sister, are you sleeping?" ”

It's autumn.

Qiu Cunmo looked at Zong Rin, Zong Rin knowingly hid behind the door, covered his mouth with his right hand, and motioned for Qiu Cunmo to open the door.

Qiu Yan was much better than just now, and although he still needed to borrow crutches to walk, his breath had obviously changed.

"Brother, why don't you rest?"

"I want to go out for a walk, can I? It's been years, I've been trapped for years, so if I want to go out for a walk, don't worry, I won't go far, just stand at the door and look at the outside world. ”

When a person can get out of the cage, he can't hold back the mania and wildness in his heart, and wants to release the depression of the years.

"Brother, you wait for me, I'll sort it out, and accompany you out!" Qiu Cunmo smiled warmly and gently, and quickly closed the door.

Turning around again, there was no trace of Zong Rin in the room, and the God Slashing Knife was placed on the pillow.

"This guy is running pretty fast! Wait for me to come back and see how I clean you up!! ”

There must be a mechanism in the room that she doesn't know about, so I'll search slowly when I get back.

She simply pulled her hair in a bun, put a coral red hairpin on the hairpin, changed into a blue and red long skirt, and clumsily accompanied Qiu Yan out of the house, Sun Han wanted to follow, but she refused.

"I just accompany my brother out to breathe fresh air, and I don't have to follow anyone."

Early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians on the road.

Qiu Yan looked at the high threshold, on crutches, and walked over with difficulty and care, looking at the busy passers-by with emotion.

"Sister, you know what? I've wondered countless times if I'll wait until I'm dead before I can walk out of the door with dignity! ”

"Brother, don't worry, with me, you will not only be able to walk out of the house in a dignified manner in the future, but I will also help you get out of Xizizhou!"

Qiu Yan smiled and stroked her hair: "I'm very happy to be able to walk out of the house, you don't have to worry about other things for me!" ”

How easy is it to get out of Xizizhou!?

"Mutton buns, hot mutton buns, haggis soup, delicious haggis soup......"

The hawker's cries suddenly evoked Qiu Cunmo's memories.

"Brother, mutton bun mutton soup, do you remember?" Qiu Cunmo happily hooked his brother's arm: "When I was a child, I ate steamed buns and you drank soup." ”

Qiu Yan's memory also came to life: "Of course I remember, you took away all the meat in my bowl, and only the messy sheep blood and haggis were left for me......"

It's not that the Qiu family can't afford to drink two bowls of mutton soup, but they prefer the feeling of brother and sister messing around together.

Many years have passed, and when I saw the mutton shop again, Qiu Cunmo's eyes instantly moistened a lot.

"Shopkeeper, a bowl of mutton soup and two steamed buns......"

"Eh, Master Qiu, your distinguished guest, please inside." The shopkeeper warmly invited the two into the room to wait for a seat, and soon brought a bowl of mutton soup and two steamed buns.

Qiu Cunmo skillfully dragged the bun in front of him, took a small plate and poured it with aged vinegar.

She eats meat buns, and she just likes to dip them in vinegar.

The shopkeeper's expression froze, and he looked at Qiu Cunmo's movements in a daze, and his eyes glanced at her face from time to time.

Qiu Cunmo noticed something unusual: "Shopkeeper, why do you look at me like this?" You don't want to collect money before you eat, do you? ”

"No, no, no, no, I, I am, the guest officer uses it slowly, uses it slowly." The shopkeeper's face was very ugly, so he quickly lowered his head and accepted the words, and turned to leave.

After taking two steps, I couldn't help but look back.

Qiu Cunmo was half-lying on the table, using chopsticks to scoop up mutton slices in Qiu's cold soup bowl, and picked them up into his own dishes one by one.

The shopkeeper's face changed drastically, and his breathing became thicker.

"Shopkeeper, you don't have a good face," the man saw that the shopkeeper's expression was wrong.

The shopkeeper immediately withdrew his eyes, and the horror revealed incredible: "I saw a ghost in broad daylight, and it was strange that my face was good!" ”

Xiao Er didn't know why, so he hurriedly dragged him aside and lowered his voice: "Shopkeeper, don't say that, the eldest son of the Qiu family hasn't come to drink soup for two years, but you can't say that you've seen a ghost!" ”

"You know a fart, I saw a ...... next to him"

"That...... Female ghosts?! ”

“……”

The shopkeeper didn't speak, and couldn't help but peek at Qiu Cunmo twice: "Like, too similar, the habit of eating, the posture of squatting there, and the length of her chopsticks...... It's so much like that! ”

The second lady of the Qiu family likes to eat the mutton buns he made the most, and Qiu Daye dotes on his daughter, so he rents a house for him, so that he can sell steamed buns near the Qiu family's mansion with peace of mind.

There are 365 days a year, and the second lady has to come to the shop for more than 200 days to eat steamed buns and drink soup.

And every time I come over, I must be accompanied by Qiu Yan, the brother and sister order a bowl of soup, and then the second lady scoops up the meat and dips it in vinegar to eat.

Later, he made money and bought the house, and the second lady also came back from outside.

After coming back, the second lady once came to Qiu Yan, but she ate steamed buns without dipping them in vinegar, saying that jealousy was not good for her teeth, and she didn't fish the meat in Qiu Yan's bowl, saying that the mutton was fishy, and she quit.

Since then, the siblings have not visited his shop.

Now, a strange little girl suddenly appeared, and it was the way the second miss of the Qiu family ate when she was a child, how could she not shock him?!

Thinking of something, he immediately turned around and fished out a pickle from the pickle urn, cut it into shreds, poured it with the secret sauce, and served it to Qiu Cunmo.

"Eldest son, girl, try our family's pickles, pickle them yourself, I guarantee that the girl has never eaten them!"

Qiu Cunmo picked up a shredded vegetable and frowned: "Why did you put sesame oil?" ”

She likes to eat their pickles, but she doesn't like to drizzle sesame oil, which can mask the flavor of the sauce in the pickles.

The shopkeeper's hand trembled, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Second Miss still doesn't eat sesame oil?!" ”

Qiu Yan raised his head suddenly, his pupils trembled, and he looked at Qiu Cunmo nervously.

Qiu Cunmo smiled: "Old shopkeeper, I haven't seen you for many years, do you still remember my taste!?" ”