The well-fed and well-fed men put their hands in their pockets, paced with a somewhat god-like figure-eight step, and walked in the falling snow.

The cigarette butt at the corner of the mouth flickered and dimmed, as if it was glued to the mouth, and it couldn't be dropped no matter how much it was chattered.

In the past, there were scenes that looked like this scene in the sea.

It's just that the one who stood next to Brother Dazhi and pretended to be cool and pocket-strapped was a little kid who pretended to be an adult.

Now this little kid is taller and stronger than Brother Dazhi.

A stretch of his arm can push Brother Dazhi out of the distance, but the key is that he doesn't dare to force it.

"Dad, why are you not at home all the time?"

In the happiness of dusk after dinner, the sun is setting, and the tall big wise brother is in his pockets with both hands, which is cool and stylish.

He glanced at his son, who imitated his pocket, with a cold temperament and a very manly temperament: "Because your mother always scolds me." ”

"I told my mom to tell her not to scold you." Xiao Ruoyu plucked up the courage to say.

"You don't dare."

Brother Dazhi is like a god and is determined.

Xiao Ruoyu pouted and acquiesced.

He dared to say that his mother would scold him too.

"And what are you doing out there every day?" Xiao Ruo took a sip of strawberry-flavored lollipops and tilted her head to ask.

"Of course it's to beat the bad guys, do you still need to ask?"

Brother Dazhi took a sip of orange-flavored lollipops and said coldly: "I've told you many times, my father is great, except for your mother, my father is not afraid of anyone." ”

"I'm going to fight bad guys when I grow up." Xiao Ruoyu, who was in his pocket with both hands, clenched the marbles in his hand.

"By the time you grow up, Dad will have already beaten up the bad guys." Brother Dazhi said coldly. "Is it your turn to make a move?"

"Dad, you leave me a few bad guys." Xiao Ruoyu shouted by pulling his neck. "I'm the Monkey King, I'm amazing."

"Brother Monkey, it's time to go home and do your homework, otherwise your mother will scold me again."

Brother Dazhi patted his son's head coolly.

"I've already finished it." Xiao Ruoyu took a bite of the lollipop.

"So good?" Brother Dazhi raised his eyebrows. "Then go home and watch Journey to the West."

"I'm going to watch the episode of Havoc in the Sky." Xiao Ruoyu said.

"Of course, dad loves to watch this episode the most."

"But Mom doesn't like to watch this episode." Xiao Ruoyu said.

"She's not the Monkey King, of course she doesn't like to watch it." Brother Da Zhi put Xiao Ruoyu on his shoulders and said arrogantly. "Only our Monkey King can watch love and make trouble in the Heavenly Palace!"

Brother Dazhi, who had gray sideburns, spit out the cigarette butt that was almost burning to his mouth, and glanced at Sun Wukong beside him.

Tall, mighty, restrained, implicit but not revealing.

"Are the bad guys done?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Brother Dazhi.

"It's coming." Brother Dazhi grinned. "There are only a few fish left that have slipped through the net."

"You're already great." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.

"It's okay."

Brother Dazhi lowered his head and lit a cigarette to hide the turmoil in his heart.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

That little Ruoyu's innocent smiling face seemed like it was just yesterday.

The little Ruoyu who called himself Sun Wukong has really become Sun Wukong now.

Holding the golden hoop stick, sweep away the turbidity of the world.

Zhang Ruoyu handed Brother Dazhi a cigarette and lit it for Brother Dazhi with his own hands: "Brother Monkey, I have encountered a hurdle that I can't get over, come to Xitian to find me." ”

Brother Dazhi's smoking action trembled: "I said that we will be the Monkey King together, did you secretly run away to be the Buddha?" ”

Zhang Ruoyu threw a cigarette into his mouth and pocketed his hands: "When Brother Monkey is under too much pressure, it is Wuzhi Mountain, and it is a tight spell, and he has to be nagged every day. ”

"How good it is to be a Buddha, there is no one up there."

Brother Dazhi twitched the corners of his mouth and asked rhetorically, "Don't I like to be a Buddha?" It's not that the general environment of my club is not good, the conditions do not allow it, and I am not like you, I will stand on the tuyere when I debut. ”

"That's right."

Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly and forgave Brother Da Zhi's incompetence.

Brother Dazhi patted the wind and snow on his shoulder, a slight throbbing flashed in his eyes, and he took out two old versions of lollipops from his pocket, one strawberry flavored and one orange flavored: "Is it okay?" ”

Zhang Ruoyu was stunned, and stiffly took the strawberry-flavored lollipop: "What man can refuse the temptation of a lollipop?" ”

Brother Dazhi unpacked the package, stuffed the sugar into his mouth, and took advantage of General Zhang's unpreparedness to pick it up and carry it on his shoulder.

Then he hurried to the corner of the street covered with wind and snow.

"Bold!"

General Zhang angrily reprimanded, but did not move.

Under the street lamp on the corner of the street, Queen Ma held her mobile phone with red eyes to record the crazy scene in front of her, but her stinky mouth was not idle: "Old thing, you slow down!" Don't break the old lady's son! ”

Brother Dazhi rushed to Queen Ma quickly, and with a copy of his steady and powerful arm, he carried his daughter-in-law on his shoulder.

Brother Dazhi's shoulders as broad as the sea once carried an era.

Today, the whole world carries him.

He was happy like a fool, and ran forward like crazy, screaming loudly.