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The morning sun shines through the window, and the earth is already white, and the silvery dawn gradually shows a red color, and the glow is reflected on the green and crystal leaves, reflecting a dazzling colored light.

There was a hint of coldness in the air, the morning mist creeping slowly through the trees, and the sun finally rose and dyed the branches of the trees golden.

Su Changqing sat behind the roaring tricycle, and his body was swung in the air by the car from time to time, because there were a lot of stones on the road, so the car was very bumpy on the road.

Immediately afterward, a large autumn breeze rushed to his cheeks, and then blew through his hair, bringing a burst of noise.

The little monk shrunk his neck and sat next to him with a chair, his cheeks were red from the wind, and the whole person was like a trembling leaf in the wind.

“...... Little master, come here. ”

Su Changqing pulled his hat, shrunk his entire face into a scarf, only revealing a pair of eyes, and beckoned to him.

The little monk blinked, although he didn't know why, but he still walked over obediently, but because the tricycle had been very bumpy, when the little monk walked, he swayed and looked very funny.

"Reach out ......"

Su Changqing's eyebrows were smiling, and he was full of smiles when he watched the little monk stretch out his hand.

He lowered his head, then dug into his pocket for a moment, took out a pair of gray knitted gloves, and handed them to him.

The little monk was startled, and his hands holding gloves shook unconsciously.

"Lord Su Shi...... No, no, no. ”

He returned the gloves to Su Changqing, and his head shook like a rattle.

"These days...... You clean your room every day...... It's hard work, too. ”

Su Changqing smiled, put the gloves back into his arms, and patted his hands again.

"It's just a pair of gloves, you can take it......"

He touched the red hands of the little monk, and his thoughts drifted into the distance unconsciously, thinking of Su Sheng's appearance when he was a child.

At that time, he was still young, and he looked innocent and cute...... will also raise his hand to let him hold it in a milky voice, calling him grandpa, grandpa.

Even when walking, he is unusually unsteady and staggering.

Thinking of this, he looked at the little monk's red face, and smiled at him as if reminiscing, "...... If only you were my grandson......"

The little monk was stunned, and looked at him stupidly without speaking.

Su Changqing saw his stupid appearance, but quickly laughed, "Forget it, take the gloves well, I'll be angry if I excuse myself." ”

Yijing raised his head and glanced at the young monk who was driving in front of him, and then looked at the white-haired old man who was smiling in front of him, biting his lip and not knowing what to do.

Su Changqing didn't care about him, just patted his round head with his hand, and then put the gloves on him.

"Isn't that just right? ”

A smile welled up in his eyes, and then he pulled down his hat and turned his head to look ahead.

Yuanguang, who was sitting in front of the tricycle, was still rumbling and driving for a while, and then he entered the town, and then he vaguely saw the shadow of the teahouse.

"Master Su, it's here!"

The young monk's voice was very calm, and after he finished speaking, he walked down from the car, and then hugged Su Changqing down with one hand.

Su Changqing was held in the arms of this little monk, his face was also slightly embarrassed, he turned his head to look at his resolute face, and he was speechless in his heart, not knowing what to say.

When Su Changqing's feet touched the ground, the little monk jumped out of the car.

......

After sending Su Changqing to the teahouse, the two little monks waved at him and left.

Occasionally, when the weather is fine, Yuan Guang will come to the town with the little monk and start to make money.

Although I can't make much money, those two pieces are still money in the final analysis.

As for why he made money, Su Changqing also knew.

Is it the payment of the room charge......

Although he never asked the two little monks to ask for room fees, every morning, he could pick up dozens of yuan at the door.

Su Changqing also talked to this little monk of Yuanguang, but as soon as the other party saw him talking about this, he would keep his eyes open and look at him, and then he didn't speak.

Over time, he became accustomed to going to the door of his room every morning and picking up dozens of yuan.

......

"Master Su...... You're here. ”

Boss Bai in the teahouse sat on a chair, holding a teacup, gently closed his eyes, and smiled at Su Changqing.

"yes......"

Su Changqing rubbed his hands that were already frozen and stiff, and then put his hands in his pockets.

"It's been too cold lately...... It's still warm here for you. ”

He exhaled softly, watching as the mist slowly came out of his mouth and then disappeared in midair.

Because it has been getting colder and colder recently, I don't know when, the heating in the teahouse was turned on, which made the business in the teahouse a lot better, after all, some people came here because of the heating here.

Besides, business is good on weekdays, so he can occasionally get a tip.

Boss Bai smiled at him, raised the teacup in his hand and shook it at him.

"Master Su, how is it?

"No, no. ”

Su Changqing shook his head, "I still like to drink boiling water." ”

"Boiling water in the kitchen there. ”

Boss Bai raised his head slightly, nodded lightly in the direction of the kitchen, and motioned for him to go to the kitchen to pour water.

Su Changqing smiled at him, took a cup, held his waist, and limped into the kitchen.

After pouring the water, he stepped out of it, looked around, and sat down by the window.

Just as he was holding his cup and about to drink, a man sat down next to him, and then a large shadow appeared above him.

Su Changqing glanced over with his spare eyes, but when he saw the other party's appearance clearly, his heart suddenly pounded.

This is...... That Taoist priest?

As if sensing his gaze, the Taoist priest turned his head with a polite expression on his face.

"Good morning, sir. ”

Hearing this, Su Changqing's eyebrows jumped, but he nodded quietly on his face.

"yes...... Good morning, little master. ”

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I've seen you. ”

The Taoist priest took out a bottle of beer from his bag and looked at Su Changqing with a grin.

Of course we met last night......

Su Changqing muttered in his heart, but he said it.

"Yesterday, little master, you also sat next to me. ”

The Taoist priest patted his head at this time, looking stunned, and the expression on his face was a little suddenly realized, "Yes, how about it, do you want to drink?"

"No, no. ”