The old man looked at the silent Liu Yuan and paused, and slowly turned around and walked away.

Liu Yuan looked at the old man who walked away, and he didn't say anything to keep it, so he watched the old man go away with tears in his eyes.

"Brother," Liu Yuan whispered to me in frustration: "You say, why is it so difficult for people to trust each other?" ”

I was thinking about things just now, I didn't need to pay attention to Liu Yuan's commotion at all, and I thought that he had a crisis of trust with me again, so I was shocked and hurriedly asked what happened.

After listening to Liu Yuan, while criticizing Lao Hanjia's distrust of him, he said what happened just now. I didn't know for a while whether to praise Liu Yuan for his good anti-fraud work, or to scold Liu Yuan for his stupidity in losing the watermelon because of sesame.

"So, you're going to use this dough cake as a waiting lunch?"

With a glimmer of hope, I asked Liu Yuan.

"Lunch? This bread is hard and tasteless, how to eat it? It's still better than Sichuan cuisine. ”

Liu Yuan rightfully refused to use ordinary bread as a meal.

"Since you don't eat this bread, what good is it to you?"

I still have the last shred of hope for Liu Yuan.

"It's useless, I just asked for the dough because the old man said that he wanted to exchange the dough. Why don't I want biscuits? ”

"So, you finally saved the bread that was useless to you, and rejected the old man who might save you?"

I asked incredulously:

"That's it, you are still proud, how smart you feel, let me ask you, even if you give the cake to the old man, the old man didn't save you in the end, what did you lose?"

"Noodles, bread?"

Liu Yuan still didn't seem to understand what he was wrong with.

"Far away, do you know that for you, the bread is simply something that has no value like the grass under your ass and the stone at your feet, and isn't it the most valuable thing to exchange something that has no value for you for the possibility of being released?"

I tried to explain to Liu Yuan how idiotic he was just doing.

"But the problem is that if I give the bread to that old man first, if he just runs away, won't I lose money?"

The smart Liu Yuan said it rightly.

"Yes, you're so right, so in order to reward you, this bread will be given to you for lunch."

Never reason with an idiot because he will pull you into the idiot gear and then beat you with a lot of experience. I forgot what I saw there, and I laughed at it at the time, but now I think it's so true.

"Brother, brother, don't be kidding, how to eat this, give me another bowl of mutton soup, let me use it as a steamed bun." Brother, speak. ”

I don't want to pay attention to Liu Yuan now, block his private chat, I just want to fight two man-machine to dissipate the anger.

Let's take a look at Liu Yuan, who didn't respond to me in a private chat for a long time.

Lying on the hay and pretending to sleep, turning left and right, unstable.

The last butt sat up and looked at the big bread on the ground.

The diameter is estimated to be longer than two hands, and the thickness is as thick as a child's fist, and the whole cake is three or five catties.

Liu Yuan walked over. Sit back to the haystack with the bread in your hands. Cross your knees and place the dough on your lap.

Peeling off the brown paper wrapped around the outside of the cake, he looked at the snow-white dough and fell into deep thought. After a while, I tried to pull off a piece of dough with my hand, but I couldn't pull it off at all, so I had to press the dough with one hand and tear off a small piece on the edge with the other. I put my nose down and smelled it, well, except for the smell on my body, there was nothing strange about it.

With his hand still in his mouth, he chewed, tried to swallow, failed, continued to chew, tried to swallow, and failed again. The cake is so dry that it absorbs all the moisture in your mouth as soon as it enters your mouth. Liu Yuan tried to swallow the dough in his mouth again, but the dough was still firmly in his mouth. I really couldn't swallow it, Liu Yuan was about to spit out this mouthful of bread, but he didn't dare.

Because every time I eat, I get angry when any food crumbs fall on the floor, because I really don't like to clean up some black, stinky, shiny, and crawling creatures.

Just when he couldn't get up or down, Liu Yuan suddenly remembered that there was still half a bottle of Coke left over from yesterday behind his buttocks, and he quickly turned his head to look for it, and finally swallowed that small mouthful of bread under the lubrication of a large mouthful of Coke, and almost didn't let the food kill him. Looking at the dough on his legs, Liu Yuan fell into deep thought.

"What did you just drink?"

Liu Yuan, who was sitting on the ground staring at the cake on his lap, was almost scared out of the heart attack, looked up at the place where the sound came from, and saw that the old man didn't know when he came back secretly, and this time the old man was not like the last time he stayed away from the cell, and now the old man was almost squeezed into the prison, and the whole person was tightly attached to the cell fence. My eyes are going to pop out.

"I'm Nima, brother, no, A, you almost scared me to death, why didn't you make a sound when you walked."

Liu Yuan patted his chest and rejoiced, fortunately, he had just swallowed the bread in his mouth, otherwise he would definitely be scared to choke to death by the food in his mouth just now.

"I asked you what you just drank? Is it the holy water of the gods? ”

Old Man A ignored Liu Yuan's complaint and continued to ask.

"What? You're asking this? ”

Liu Yuan took out the Coke that he had just drunk and stuffed behind his buttocks.

"This is Coke, which is a common drink for us. It's not holy water. Isn't holy water supposed to be pure water? ”

"Often, drink?"

Old Man A muttered a repeat in his mouth.

"Yes, drinks, oh, drinks are what we usually drink to quench our thirst, just like you drink, drink."

Liu Yuan originally wanted to explain the meaning of the drink, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what the people here were drinking, tea? Coffee? Or milk tea?

"Hey, I don't know what you all drink, it's normal stuff anyway. Oh, by the way, if you don't dislike it, that's all there is left with this little bite anyway, try it? ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the little Coke that was left. Originally, it was less than half a bottle of Coke, but Liu Yuan just let him take a big sip, and now the Coke in the bottle is probably less than thirty percent. Generally, this kind of bottle with only a small amount of liquid is the most difficult to throw away, because the inertia of the liquid in the bottle is not smooth. So, not surprisingly, the Coke slammed sideways on the railing, and the bottle rolled to the middle of the cell.

After a moment of silence in embarrassment, Liu Yuan looked at the old man who stared at the Coke on the ground without blinking, and then followed the old Han Jia's gaze to the Coke on the ground that had stopped rolling. With a light cough, he put down his cake and stood up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll hand it to you now."

As he spoke, Liu Yuan walked over and bent down to pick up the Coke, walked to Old Man A and handed over the small half bottle of Coke in his hand.

Who knew that Old Man A saw Liu Yuan, who was reaching out to hand the Coke, but retreated again and again as if he was greatly frightened.

Seeing Old Man Jia's actions, Liu Yuan was unhappy and said:

"What kind of disease are you committing, forget it, don't drink and pull it down."

"Slow, slow, the old man dares to ask the little brother, is there a name?"

Liu Yuan, who was about to turn around, was stopped by A, and the old man asked Liu Yuan's name instead.

Liu Yuan found out that the people here seem to be very polite, and strangers who have just met can take the initiative to introduce their names, the yellow-haired boy Wang is like this, and so is this black and thin old man, but as a young man in a civilized society, how can he feel as if he is not very polite?

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan was ashamed for a while, and immediately said to the old man who was separated by the fence of the cell:

"Hello A, my name is Liu Yuan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Liu Yuan himself was surprised by his polite speech, it turned out that he could also say such a civilized sentence. Liu Yuan, who was moved by himself, didn't see the old man who had been muttering to himself after hearing Liu Yuan's name.

"Master, do you really want to give the old man the holy water of your gods?"

Hearing Old Man Jia's mouth, Liu Yuan looked over and found that this black and thin old man was like a different person. It used to look like a shrewd little old man, but now he suddenly became like a brainless little fresh meat fan on TV, I'm afraid that now that Liu Yuan dares to speak, the little old man can perform a five-body show to Liu Yuan.

"Huh?" Liu Yuan was completely stupid by Lao Hanjia's words and realization, he didn't know what the situation was now, and subconsciously handed over the Coke in his hand.

The old man took the Coke in Liu Yuan's hand with both respectful hands, took the Coke and turned it over and observed it for a long time, and when he turned his hand, the Coke didn't know where the old man Jia received it.

"Thanks to the master's gift, A swears that from now on A will be the slave of the distant master."

As he spoke, A threw away the hoe he was holding tightly, and the five-body throw was a few rings.

"Huh?" Liu Yuan is even more confused, in this world, half a bottle of Coke can be exchanged for a slave? So did I drink a few streets in the first half of my life?

Looking at the old man who didn't speak, didn't move, and was still kneeling on the ground, Liu Yuan hurriedly said:

"No, no, it's a drink I don't want, why are you still kneeling, if others see it, it will definitely be put on the Internet and let the people of the whole country stab me to death with their fingers."

Seeing that Old Man A still didn't speak, didn't raise his head, and Liu Yuan didn't persuade him, in fact, it would be more than ten minutes later, during which Liu Yuan kept asking Jia to get up, don't kneel or anything, but the result was no result.

"Does it hurt if your leg has been kneeling on the ground, what is the use of you saying that you have been kneeling, it is better to open the prison door and let me out."

Seeing that A has always been like a sculpture, Liu Yuan was impatient and kept persuading.

"Yes, sir."

A on the ground suddenly raised his head and promised.

"What are you?"

Liu Yuan said that his eyes swept around, for fear that a filial son and virtuous grandson would pop out next to him, and he grabbed Liu Yuan and asked him to compensate the old man for his mental loss. At the same time, he slowly retreated, afraid that this old man who called himself A would reach in and scratch himself with his arm through the fence, and it would not be good if he was infected with some kind of madness.

As a result, before he could take a few steps back, he saw the old man take back his hand and grab the hoe he had just thrown on the ground, a spin, accompanied by a shout, just to hear a clang, the cell door slowly opened towards Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan looked confused, and thought: "Brother, you are so violent, what were you afraid of just now, did you open the prison door, I dare not give you bread?" You're too your force value. My mom, what should I do, I'm so scared. ”

Silently, Liu Yuan turned around and walked to the haystack, bent down to pick up the big bread that had just been placed on the ground, patted a few sticks of hay on the flour cake, tried his best to restore the kraft paper to its unopened appearance, turned around and walked towards the old man Jia, and handed it over with his outstretched hands in fear.

"Brother A, oh no, Uncle A, I just tasted your dough, I just helped you taste it, I hope you don't care."

"It's good if the old man is called the old man Jia, the old man's name is Jia. The old man is the slave of the old man, please don't say these things that make it difficult for the old man to do in the future. ”

As he spoke, Old Man A took the dough with both hands, looked at the wrapped kraft paper, turned around and tied it with a rope a few more times, and finally put the dough on his back. Said:

"This is the master's thing, and Jia will help the master carry it first."

"I'm really your lord now, and you're really my servant?"

Liu Yuan still didn't dare to accept the reality, shouldn't his servant be a beautiful young lady in a lace maid outfit? Why is he a thin old man now?

"The old man has just sworn by his own name, how can this be a joke? Moreover, the adult also gave the old man the holy water of the god of armor, such a great gift, the old man felt that it was not enough for the old man to be a slave to the adult. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?" Liu Yuan interrupted Old Man Jia's loyal speech: "You will say that you are my slave, and you will say that I gave you some holy water, but don't talk to yourself first, but explain to me what the situation is now?" ”

Hearing Liu Yuan's question, A raised his head and looked Liu Yuan up and down seriously.

"What are you doing? Why are you staring at me if you don't answer me? ”

Liu Yuan, who was seen with a chill, said.

"It seems that the master must have just come out of his own family. Hmmm......"

There was silence for a while.

"In this way, the old man will take the adult to our assembly point, it is safer there, and when he gets there, the old man will definitely answer all the questions of the adult, what do you think?"

After speaking, A looked at Liu Yuan expectantly.

Liu Yuan didn't think about it, what was there to hesitate about if he could leave this cell that had been in this cell for almost a month.

"Lead the way."

Liu Yuan said like a big man on TV.

In this way, Liu Yuan followed Old Man Jia out of the prison and left the second scene after crossing this world.

The wheels of history are rolling, and the magnificent chapter is slowly opening in front of you. I can't go on anymore ̄□ ̄||

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I was often woken up in the middle of the night, and I still don't know how I had the courage to say that I was going to write 1 million words by the end of this book. You know, I'm just a first-time bookwriter, and I've found out that I don't have the talent for what I've already written. What about effort? Jokes, write two sentences to see how far I am from the goal of 3,000 words, my face is already so indestructible, and I still have to blush to show respect for my efforts. So, after writing 70,000 words in 20 days, how dare I say in the contract that I want to finish in 100 words? This is still a mystery that puzzles us deeply, ah, this unsolved mystery hidden deep in history is really unwanted. It seems that only the rich lady can go deep into the heart of the perverted author and explore the truth of the facts (๑•̀ᄇ•́)و✧