I Deliver Candy To Men

Father Song did not live up to Meng Zian's expectations. He sank his face, looked at Song Yingying with a sullen face, and yelled, "Nonsense again!"

Song Yingying curled her lips: "What's the nonsense? Meng Shaoxia is a guest in our house now, and he always has to talk to him, so that he doesn't feel like he is excluded, right? He's going to live in our house for a while, so he's so polite. , Unfamiliar, how do you tell people to live?"

Then he looked at Mencius and asked, "Really, Meng Shaoxia?"

Seeing Father Song's tongue-tied expression, Meng Zi'an couldn't help laughing, nodded and said, "Yes, Miss Song is right."

"Dad, look, Meng Shaoxia thinks I'm warm and hospitable!" Song Yingying glanced at Father Song, then turned to look at Meng Shaoxia, "Does Meng Shaoxia think I look good with flowers on?"

Meng Zi'an's eyes moved slightly upwards, and landed on the flowers that she was holding on her ear. The lavender tidbits made her face white, fresh and pretty, and she was really a very moving girl. He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Miss Song, there are bugs on your flower."

"What?!" Song Yingying immediately put down her chopsticks, took off the flower on her head, and checked it.

She checked carefully inside and out, and finally found a very small flying insect, pouted, "Meng Shaoxia, your eyes are too sharp, you can see it."

He was always a disappointment, and she was not in the mood to wear it. She threw the flowers on the table and picked up chopsticks to eat.

Seeing that she was finally quiet, Meng Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief.

After eating, Song Yingying took the bowls and chopsticks to wash, and before leaving, she glared at Mencius: "Wait for you, this is your job!"

Mencius smiled: "Yes, I will remember it."

Father Song on the side shook his head.

He figured it out, his daughter was unforgiving, but she was reliable in her actions. It is said that when Mencius came to the house, she warmly invited him when she saw that he was covered in blood. Later, Meng Zi'an fell into a coma in the river, and she was the one who brought it back. Later, when Mencius wanted to look for the sword, she also looked for it.

It's just unforgiving. Thinking of this, Father Song was a little worried. Good eyes, bad mouth, but to suffer.

Then he said to Mencius, "Does Meng Shaoxi know how he got back in the morning?"

Mencius was stunned. He only listened to Song Yingying saying that she had rescued her from the river. Now that I think about it, the river is some distance away from here, how did she save him as a little girl?

"Appreciate further details."

Father Song said, "It was the little girl who brought you back."

Mencius was shocked: "Is that so?!"

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but that Song Yingying is just an ordinary girl with no internal skills at all. How can she hug a big man like him?

"Yes." Father Song nodded, "She was probably in a hurry, she suddenly burst out with great strength and hugged you back. After putting you down, she was surprised by her strength and wanted to hug me, but I One arm restrained her."

Because she was worried about him, she burst out with amazing strength.

Mencius felt a little moved. She was so worried about him, but said nothing.

I want to say something, but I don't know what to say, in order to meet her simple and enthusiastic kindness.

"My life-saving grace, the boy will keep it in my heart." He stood up and folded his fists and bowed down. "In the future, there is a place where the boy will be useful, and I will go through fire and water."

Father Song waved his hand with a smile: "No, no. Meng Shaoxia, don't be annoyed that she doesn't speak well."

Meng Zi'an wasn't annoyed at first, and even thought she was cute. Hearing this, he said, "Miss Song is very kind, and I understand it in my heart."

After resting for a while, Father Song went to the villagers living in the valley and asked them to help build houses.

Everyone knows that a young hero is here to recover from his injuries. Many young girls came to see him, and the children in the valley also came to see Mencius.

Mencius treated them very politely. Moreover, the manners are moderate, and there is no trace of amnesia in the slightest.

Song Yingying stood in the distance, watching him talk to the girls politely and at a distance, watching him laughing and making a fuss with the children, she felt a little admiration in her heart. He doesn't remember anything, the world is foreign to him, he doesn't know what crisis is waiting for him outside, but he is not afraid. He didn't panic about this strange world because of his memory loss.

He's bright and confident, and handles everything with ease.

At this time, he held a small stone in his hand and said to the children, "A person with deep inner strength can crush this stone with just a light grip."

"What about you? Can you do it?" the children asked him.

Mencius was injured internally, so it was inconvenient to use his internal strength, but he smiled and said, "Me? I am even more powerful. I can make it not even a grain of sand left, and it will be broken into pieces!"

"Quick! Let's see!" the children shouted.

Mencius smiled, turned his wrist, and then spread out his hand: "Look, it's broken, and there's no residue left."

The children were amazed, amazed, and looked at him in admiration.

Song Yingying laughed from a distance, what kind of internal strength is this, it is magic.

After playing with the children for a while, he told them how to do the tricks, teaching them one by one.

There were still children pestering him to learn martial arts. He also pointed out a trick and a half, and also pointed out a few children: "You guys are a bit stubborn. If you want to learn martial arts, you can go to the elementary school."

He kept his distance from the girls, but not from the children. They pushed him down, and he didn't get angry. He even threw them up one by one with his less injured hand, and had a great time.

Song Yingying couldn't help feeling a little sad when she heard his hearty laughter.

What a cheerful man he was!

Thinking of the red-clothed boy she saw for the first time, there were many blood spots on her face, and her expression was cruel and desperate. Even after taking a bath and letting go of her hatred, her expression was gloomy and tired. Unlike now, bright and bright.

She couldn't help scolding Yan Yumo in her heart: "Shameless! Despicable!"

Stealing someone's fiancee and using that despicable method is simply disgusting!

There is also the heroine, who is simply irresponsible, and she does not speak clearly, so she walks away, leaving behind Meng Zi'an, who has a heart, who can't figure it out by herself, and becomes black.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and her toes ran over the small pit on the ground. She looked unhappy, and was seen by Mencius who glanced over inadvertently. He was a little surprised, pushed the children away, and walked towards this side.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Song Yingying raised her head and looked at his handsome face. His eyebrows are clear and comfortable, his expression bright and warm.

He is much more pleasing to the eye than the blackened one.

She couldn't say that she was more happy, or more sad. She snorted softly and said, "You are within ten steps of me, you are a pig."

Kindly came to see her, but she was scolded as a pig. Mencius Anzhi was angry and funny, he said, "Yes, Miss Song is talking to pigs now."

Talk to pigs? Except the fool is the same kind of pig.

Song Yingying was scolded by him and glared at him: "You are so annoying!"

Seeing that she was in a better mood, Meng Zi'an felt a little relieved. He always felt that such a lively and innocent girl should be happy and not worry and worry.

"I'm going to become a human." He said, and took a few steps back, intending to stay ten steps away from her.

But Song Yingying stopped him: "Hey! Wait a minute!" He hesitated, "You, will you become a bad person?"

Mencius said in surprise, "Why does Miss Song ask such a question?"

Song Yingying didn't know what to say.

He is always amnesia, and it is not a solution. And, he always remembers it. Even if he can't remember, when he is healed, he will go back to the teacher's door and find out about those things, and maybe he will turn black.

She wanted to persuade him to strengthen his beliefs and not to be distorted by anger and hatred.

But she didn't know how to speak. I always feel that no matter what I say, I look light and light, and I don't have back pain when I stand and talk.

"I want to ask you. A very good person, if he was betrayed, very angry and hated, turned into a different appearance, and also wanted to be a bad person, to hurt and betray others, what do you think..."

She paused at this point and looked up at him.

Meng Zi'an frowned: "This person is not very confident. A person should stick to his original intention at all times."

After he finished speaking, he looked at her unusually soft eyes, and there was a trace of strangeness in his heart.

She wouldn't tell him this for no reason.

He couldn't help thinking of the scene that crossed his mind when he was looking for the sword. On the surface of the river, a ferocious and ruthless face was reflected, it was a face full of hatred, his face.

Unconsciously, he tightened his body, raised his heart, pursed his lips, and asked her, "What do you know?"

He intuitively knew what she knew.

Yingying hesitated and did not speak immediately.

"What do you know!" This time, Mencius said in a positive tone, "How much do you know?"

Yingying still didn't answer. She knows everything, but she can't say it, because there are some things that a village girl should not know.

"You know a lot!" Mencius said again.

He is really sharp.

And she doesn't know how to hide.

This time, Yingying was not silent, she nodded lightly: "Well. I know a little bit. I just don't know how to tell you."

The two walked out of the yard and found a secluded place to talk.

"Why?" he asked her.

Song Yingying was struggling. On the one hand, he feels that he has forgotten everything now, those emotions are not in his heart, and she tells him these things, it is the best, he can think rationally without emotion; on the other hand, he is worried that if he is stimulated, he will put everything Remember what to do? Then he turned black again.

She lowered her head, pulled a piece of grass fiercely, and shook it twice. Blame Yan Yumo and Ye Ning for bullying a good person like this.

Seeing that she was so embarrassed, Meng Zi'an couldn't help but soften his heart. Although something very bad happened to him, there was still someone who really cared about him. Slowing down his voice, he comforted: "You can say whatever you want, it doesn't matter."

Song Yingying looked up at him.

"Really, it doesn't matter." He said again, seeing her pouting and looking very annoyed, he couldn't help laughing again, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, it's not too late if you want to say it another day."

Song Yingying's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"

Then she won't say it!

Meng Zi'an laughed: "If you are hanging on my appetite, if you don't feel uneasy, don't talk about it."

Song Yingying snorted at him: "I'm fine! Absolutely every day is safe and secure! Then I won't talk about it!"

Turned and ran away.

Seeing that she really ran away, he really didn't tell him, Mencius didn't know what to say. Some are helpless, some are angry, and some are slightly relieved.

After heaving a sigh of relief, his body relaxed slightly, only to realize that he had clenched his fists unknowingly. As soon as he released it, the affected wound suddenly started to hurt.

He lowered his eyes and didn't move for a long time.

The author has something to say: Mencius:

(steps forward) I'm a pig.

(steps back) I am human.

Yeah! so fun!