God doesn't grow old, and if there is a day when gray hair grows and wrinkles grow, it's just a bad taste for them.

The reason why God, who has lived for an unknown number of years, chose to hide in the gods is nothing more than that his life is boring and he wants to live in a different way.

Maybe today, the old man and the old lady who are still dependent on each other in the ordinary cottage will occupy the mountain and become a bandit in a certain place tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, people may come to a role-play, selling their bodies to bury their "father" and "mother" in the bazaar......

You don't have to guess what God thinks, especially this kind of god who can't even remember how many years he has lived. It's not that you can't guess, it's that it's not necessary. This kind of god is hidden from the world, and his state of mind has long reached the realm of no desire and no thoughts.

When you're in a good mood, people will be happy to play with you, but usually, even if there is a lot of trouble outside, you won't get in on the action.

Some time ago, Bai Xi "disappeared", and the news of Qingqiu's change of ownership spread loudly, and I didn't see these two people in front of me go to Qingqiu to show the pain of "losing a child".

Although Bai Chu was a little curious about his parents, who had never seen him, he was somewhat estranged in his heart.

Eating at the same table, Van Gogh took a bite of a "father-in-law" and a mouthful of "mother-in-law", and he didn't know how kind Lu Dao was, as if he had known each other for many years. And Bai Chu looked at the three of them coldly, and couldn't raise half of the interest.

"What's wrong with the girl, the food is not to your liking?" asked the old woman as she sandwiched a little of every dish on the table and put it in Bai Chu's bowl, "It will be appetizing if you taste it a few more times." ”

"......" Bai Chu glanced at the bowl that was piled up in an instant, and frowned.

The old man on the side handed her a bowl of soup, "Girl, you eloped out, how can you continue to run away if you don't eat enough?"

Van Gogh choked on this.

"Elopement?" Bai Chu looked at the old man with wide eyes.

The old man smiled slightly, "Both of them are injured by heaven, and they don't take care of them at home at this time, but they come and go around the world, what is it that is not elopement?"

Bai Chu's eyes lit up.

She and Van Gogh had never talked about the injuries on their bodies since they came in, but the old man had already seen it.

There was a crisp sound in his ears, and his eyes squinted, only to see the old and thin five fingers tapping on the table one after another.

One by one, the rhythm is clear. Bai Chu looked up along this finger, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the wrinkles beside his eyes were stacked together, lining the eyes with a deep sharpness: "You don't eat the dishes that your aunt gave you?"

There is still a smile in the voice, and it is still warm and warm, but it sounds inexplicably cold.

The finger tapped down on the table, Bai Chu was no stranger to such gestures. She suddenly remembered that if she had caused any trouble in the past, when she tried to perfunctorily and vaguely blame others in front of her brother, her brother would also make the same gesture.

Bai Chu pursed his lips, reluctantly picked up the chopsticks, and put the dishes in the bowl into his mouth.

"Where's the soup?" said the old man's voice, smiling.

Bai Chu put down his chopsticks and angrily picked up the bowl of soup and drank it all.

The old man stroked her head affectionately, "The girl is so good." ”

As her calloused hand touched the top of her head, a stream of clarity descended along her heavenly spirit. The wound on his back that had been whipped by the Heavenly Punishment healed quickly, and there was no more pain in an instant.

Bai Chu was stunned at first, but then there was a hint of brightness in his eyes, "To Van Gogh also-"

Halfway through the conversation, he bumped into the old man's leisurely gaze, and Bai Chu was silenced for no reason.

"Girl, your son-in-law is much more up-to-date than you. ”

Looking at Van Gogh again, there was no paleness on his face, his spirit was clear, his expression was free, where did he still look like he had been seriously injured?

The frowning brows eased slightly, and Bai Chu pulled his lips, "Thank you." ”

"Family, you're welcome. The old woman waved her hand, took a fish ball from Bai Chu's bowl and put it in the Van Gogh bowl, her face was very enthusiastic, "The last fish ball is the last one, eat the little millet quickly." ”

...... You're welcome.

Van Gogh, known as "Little Grain", ate the fish balls without disgust, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Mother-in-law's craftsmanship is really good." ”

"Really? I think so too. The old woman smiled modestly.

Before seeing her parents, Bai Chu had a very beautiful vision and imagination of her parents, and after seeing the real person, she could only describe it in one sentence:

it!

What a doom!

The courtyard was covered with snow, and the branches of a few trees not far from the dining table that were half covered with snow had changed slightly.

The buds under the snow bloom lightly, and the white and green places reveal a little bright red, and the wind blows, and the faint fragrance enters the nose with the wind, and the heart is relaxed.

"May is going to open. The old man followed Bai Chu's gaze to the plum tree, and turned around, "The plum is about to bloom, girl, don't you call me Dad?"

What does the two have to do with each other?!

Bai Chu looked at the plum branch that was about to open, and then looked at the old man in front of him who was smiling like a spring breeze, endured it, and said two words: "Father." Then he bowed to the old woman next to him, "Mother Goddess." ”

It's so well-behaved that I can't be more well-behaved!

But the old man was not happy.

The unhappy old man, the corner of his lips was a deeper smile: "Call Dad." ”

“......”

At no time in Bai Chu's life did he feel so awkward. Dad is her father, her mother is her mother, even if she has never seen her before, but she clearly knows that these two in front of her are her parents.

It's just that she has never had parents for more than 100,000 years, and the words "father" and "mother" are about to be shouted out by her, and she feels uncomfortable no matter what.

Moreover, they are still two faces that are so old that she is disillusioned......

Bai Chu looked at Van Gogh as if asking for help, Van Gogh turned her head one step ahead of her, took the leftover food and leaned down to feed the dog......

The old man stared at her and thought for a while, "Don't you feel this face?"

"So, what about that?"

In an instant, the voice changed.

Bai Chu, who was about to lower his head and pretend to be distracted, was moved by this sudden and pleasant voice, and looked sideways.

At first glance, she almost fell off the stool in fright. A surprised voice blurted out: "Brother?!"

Before the smile of the "Bai Xin" on the opposite side was halfway revealed, he was twisted by the hand stretched out next to him: "What are you messing about!"

"Bai Xin" confessed and begged for mercy with a painful look, "I don't want my daughter to think that I look close and familiar!"

The old woman withdrew her hand and looked at Bai Chu, "Ah Chu, your father is such a reckless character, don't pay attention to him when he goes crazy." ”

When the words fell, the old woman was no longer the same as a woman. Wrinkles are no longer there, the skin is as translucent as agar, the hair is like ink, the eyebrows are like dai, the lips are like vermilion, and the body is exquisite.

This is a stunning face, and the facial features are five or six points similar to Bai Chu.

looked at the "Bai Xin" on the side again, and changed his face in an instant.

People are more handsome and flawless than flowers. A face carved out like a meticulous carving, just one glance, makes people unable to take their eyes off it. The ink eyes are deep, a pair of sword eyebrows fly obliquely into the temples, the nose is like a hanging gall, and the thin lips are like Zhu.

The tail of the raised eyes smiled, and the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, as if the world had become gorgeous.

The voice is mellow, clear and warm, with a slight low and micro-magnetic, as if it has been hidden for tens of thousands of years of sweet and mellow wine, floating in the air, instantly intoxicating:

"Ah Chu, call Daddy to listen. ”

This sentence of eight words quickly drilled into Bai Chu's ears. Bai Chu looked at the delicate face in front of him, and a layer of redness quickly appeared on his face, burning like a fire.

She was stunned for a moment, and when she realized that the person in front of her was her father instead of her brother, she hurriedly covered her face with her hands.

It's so hot, even the roots of my ears are hot.

She was definitely not bewitched by her father's beauty!

In a flustered heart, Bai Chu swallowed his saliva. Sneaking a glance at Van Gogh, Van Gogh was still teasing the dog, not noticing that something was wrong with her, Bai Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

Tilting his head, his father squinted at her and smiled, the expression in his eyes was very meaningful.

Shen Ze gently operated in his body for a week, Bai Chumo calmed down and gathered his mind: "Can you ...... Do you want to change your appearance again?"

My father nodded very understandingly: "No." ”

“......”

Bai Chu finally understood the very depressed look on her nephew's face every time he called her "auntie".

In front of a face that looked about the same age as her own brother, let her call her dad - this, how, what, do, got, to?!

Tens of thousands of divine beasts roared through their hearts......

Meowed, Bai Chu endured it again and again, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Dad." ”

"Good girl. ”

My father touched her head kindly again, no longer a thin old man's hands, with slender fingers and a fine skin like jade. Gently stroked the top of her head, and then, with a big palm, ruffled her hair......

The sky opened and the earth was split!

My brother's little fetish for messing with her hair turned out to be genetic!!

"Dad" has been called, and then calling "Niang" is obviously not as uncomfortable as calling "Dad" before.

The interest is contaminated with the relationship of the gods.,The red plum in this courtyard blooms very quickly.,It was still a bud before.,Blooming flowers in the blink of an eye.。

The red color is open on the snow, and the contrast between red and white is particularly pleasant.

The air was faintly filled with the pleasant fragrance of plum blossoms, accompanied by a slight cold breath in the snow, and the two noble ancient gods in the world teased Bai Chu like children for a while, and they became old men and old ladies again very happily.

Why did you become an old man and an old woman?

Bai Chu's father's official statement is that the two of them quarreled twenty years ago, and in order to deal with the other party, it became like this......

Bai Chu's mother's statement is different from her father's, saying that her father recruited bees and butterflies twenty years ago, and her mother forced him to make an old man in a fit of anger......

The specific reason is naturally only understood by the two of them.

The two of them became old men and old empress dowagers again, and they should have put on an old and frail appearance, and instructed Bai Chu Van Gogh to move the table to wash dishes and buy vegetables by the way......

It's obviously not familiar yet!!

Bai Chu angrily carried the vegetable basket and went out with Van Gogh, and as soon as he turned a street, he saw a familiar figure slipping quickly from the corner of the street.