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In the early years of the Republic of China, Tianjin.

Lively night, lively drizzle, neon tubes entwined with the outlines of happy places, not only reflecting the neighbors, but also projecting on the uneven puddles on the road.At the same time, an angry baby face was reflected in the puddle.

The owner of this baby face is called Shen Rong.

At this time, he was staring quietly at the annoying drizzle and the annoying night in a daze. He couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out why he had fallen to this point?

A month ago, Shen Rongxin's father died.His father did not accumulate virtue during his lifetime, and he was coaxed out of his family property by playing with men and women. There were a lot of men and women in the family, and they had nothing else to do.It was like this before life, and there will be endless debts after life.When the bustards found their home, the house had already been moved, and only 14-year-old Shen Rong was still instructing an old woman to make him sweet-scented osmanthus root.

So these even less virtuous, bad people with liver and lungs occupied the ancestral house of the Shen family, forced the children to make calligraphy and painting deposits, sold the house and land, divided them up, and then dispersed as birds and beasts.

Among them, there is a worse person named Nie Yanqiu.He glanced at the young master of the Shen family, rolled his eyes, and thought of a bastard idea of ​​having a son without sex.

This Nie Yanqiutu is not a thing, he chased away the last old lady of the Shen family, took a few strong men with sacks, carried young master Shen, and sent him to the northbound train.

This train is going to Tianjin Wei, and he, Nie Yanqiu, is a speculative charlatan, who only sells children and fairies to people, and he will not do any bad things.

This is how there is now, this little young master Shen who is looking out of the window with angry eyes.

Now, he is no longer the only son of the Shen family, Young Master Shen. He has a new name, Ling Xiao.This is what the people in this hall call him.

At least Shen Rongsheng, who has studied for two days, is not a good metaphor since ancient times. Ling Xiao, who is attached to others, is not a good metaphor. When he falls here, people call him Ling Xiao, and they want him to be like that contrived flower, dressed coyly, Do those shameless things.

As for being shameless, he said something to Shen Rong, because his family's family style was not good since he was a child, and he was also used to watching his father make love to some male concubines.So, what is the difference between a man and a woman, or a man and a man, and a woman and a woman?Isn't it that kind of thing!

Shen Rong's father never gave Shen Rong any serious view of the world. His mother died early, and he grew up with his own eyes watching and listening to all directions.

Regardless of these, he thought back to the men his father raised, most of them followed Master Shen's preferences, except when he didn't see them on the bed, they also dressed like decent people at other times, and they all seemed to be serious. Sven scholar.It's not like here, everyone is wearing red and green, competing for red and beauty, like a bunch of live goblins, it's so vulgar!

In addition, what he hates is the sex here.

The daily practice made Young Master Shen feel deeply tired and unwilling.He didn't understand, such a shitty place, it's already done the best of humanity by washing it, why bother to stuff all kinds of messy things into it, it's really full.

And that day, the turtle slave who licked him really stunned him.Shen Rong never knew how his father played with his aunts and girls, but he just found it novel: I'm afraid there are still places that haven't been cleaned, so he just wanted to lick them clean?What would happen if I farted right now... So Shen Rong really farted, and sprayed the face of the **** who fucked him, but the man was not angry, but licked it even more beautifully.

Surprised, Shen Rong was really speechless.

These things didn't make Shen Rong feel any happiness, and he didn't want to do those things with a feminine voice.Just because of his special cooperative attitude, the old bustard here looked at him with admiration, and he intuitively knew that this son would become a great weapon in the future, and he would definitely occupy one side.

So, when all the young masters who were still training were still crowded in the Datong shop behind the kitchen on the first floor, Young Master Shen already had his own wing room on the second floor.He also asked the turtle slave for some flower seeds, and he grew lotus in the big porcelain jar at the door.It seems that there is a posture of wanting to live here forever.

This made the old bustard happy. Looking at Ling Xiao, he felt that he was full of flair and elegance, wasn't he just a bit of coquettishness?Now the big officials are the most like this!I really found a treasure this time!Thinking about it, after this year, on the first day of junior high school, I hung up Ling Xiao's signboard, let him pick up customers early, become popular early, and overwhelm the next door early, so as to give myself a sigh of relief.

That's what the bustard thinks, but the other oirans don't think so.

On this day, Ling Xiao asked the bustard again for two goldfishes, saying that they wanted to keep them in a lotus tank. go.

A man in five colors saw it from the corridor on the second floor opposite, spat and said, "Little bastard with uneven hair, he will ask for money before he earns a big one." 'Mom' You don't care, but you are still used to him? Why don't you give me two big boys too?" Then he said to the turtle slave: "Go! Buy me two bottles of orange-flavored foreign soda to moisturize Moisturize your throat!"

"What's the matter? Jingdie..." Mom said: "I'm burning you again? I'm happy to give money to brother Xiao! In the future, brother Xiao will be well-off, and he will respect me..." That's all, and he said to Man The courtyard said: "Don't get red-eye disease every day if you eat too much! Take a good look at the old customers in your hand. How did you offend someone and give up your hot kang head? Don't think about it all day long." Useless!"

Jingdie in colorful clothes raised her head when she heard the words, stared fiercely at the closed wing opposite for a while, and then slammed the door of her own room with a bang.

downstairs.

The old bustard snorted coldly, patted Ling Xiao's head, and said, "Don't pay attention to him."

Ling Xiao intuitively felt that the level of these people was far inferior to those of his father's male aunts, and they croaked like shrews in broad daylight.The aunts raised by my father often played chess together in twos and twos. Some of them played and watched, and they complained, but they just made a few words on the chessboard.If his father appeared at this time and said "Watch the chess without saying a word", they would be smiling and friendly again.

Although after his father died, they divided their luggage and walked their things better than anyone else, but Ling Xiao stubbornly believed that they were decent.Looking back at myself now, although I have ended up in the same fate as them, I must also be the most decent young lady, so that I can think highly of myself, this is the Shen family!

Without saying anything, Ling Xiao turned his back on everyone in disgust, and went up to the second floor, the southernmost wing.

At this time, a wooden window in the west room was opened with a "squeak" sound, revealing a thin and white half side face, and a pair of eyes that looked like two deep pools with no bottom.He stared at Ling Xiao's back and watched him go up to the second floor bit by bit...

Ling Xiao seemed to feel this gaze, and there was a cold war under the sun.

I turned around and looked around, but there was nothing.When he was about to turn around, he couldn't help but cast a puzzled look at the west chamber, facing those deep pool-like eyes.

Immediately froze.

He has never, never seen such a pair of eyes...