Grass!Don't call me brother!

Uncle gave it!The painting was drawn by Genko!Genko never lies! "

Seeing Yuanzi's sincere and earnest expression, do you dare to think that such a thing happened to hit Lin Yaoming's side?A mentally handicapped child is a talented painter? !This is fucking too much.But who is the "uncle" that the little fool said?

"What uncle?"

"Uh... that uncle gave Yuanko a long, long time ago! That bad guy who beat up my brother! Bro! Don't be afraid, Yuanko won't want gifts from that bad guy in the future! Yuanko protect brother!"

"Go away..." Lin Yaoming suddenly felt that he had accepted too many unbelievable things at once. Leaving aside the fact that the kid in front of him has a talent for painting, when did his father become so careful?Traveling all the way to see a little idiot in the midst of his busy schedule, and give the little idiot a bunch of picture books? !This is too inconsistent with his father's style of doing things, right? !And after coming to Fuguitun, Dad became very strange. What's wrong, Lin Yaoming really couldn't tell for a while.

"Do you like Yuanzi's paintings? Yuanzi will give you all!", Yuanzi snatched the book and wanted to tear it off and give it to Lin Yaoming.

Lin Yaoming was taken aback by this move, "Don't move!! Don't tear it up!!", Lin Yaoming thought in his heart that when he returned to the city, he would show the painting to a friend he knew for proper appraisal, and the little fool would grow up later. Maybe I can still rely on this to eat.

After hearing my brother's instructions, Genko didn't tear up anymore, and stayed by my brother's side obediently.

Lin Yaoming rubbed his chin and still felt weird, why did his father care so much about the little fool, and from what the little fool said, his father's over-concern seemed to last for more than a day or two.My right hand suddenly felt a little prickly, and I suddenly realized that it was time to shave my beard.Thinking of this, I got up and went to find the automatic razor in my bag.Just when I got up, I accidentally touched the little gold lock on the bottom drawer of the small desk, and glanced at the little fool, "What is this? It's still locked?".

Suddenly Yuanzi's face turned red, and she was very shy, "Uh... important things...".

"Cut, there are more important things."

Not interested at all, Lin Yaoming squatted down and started looking for a razor in his bag, but he couldn't take it out after searching for a long time, "Eh? That's strange, I brought it with me..." Yuanzi stood beside him curiously and honestly look at brother.

"What are you looking for? Yuanzi help you..."

"Need not..."

"Yuanzi knows that there are many treasures at home! What do you want? Yuanzi help find it!"

"...", glanced at Genko who was sure and full of ambition, "I'm looking for a razor! Do you have it?!", and continued to look through it carefully, still wondering...

"What is that for?"

"Shave...", it should be right here, obviously I put it in this bag.

"Ah!" Lin Yaoming said "Ah!" when he heard Yuanzi, and then Yuanzi disappeared.Lin Yaoming didn't bother to talk to him, and dumped out all the luggage. He seriously suspected that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he had to find out what he couldn't find, otherwise he would feel unhappy!

After looking for it, he suddenly felt a chilly wind behind him, Lin Yaoming turned his head and looked at it, "I'm stupid! What are you doing?!".

"Brother use this to shave your beard!" He said and held out his hand.

A sickle glowing with silver light, yes, Lin Yaoming felt that he was absolutely right, it was indeed a genuine sickle!

Village 021

"Give me the sickle first!"

"Huh?" Yuanzi looked at Lin Yaoming who was nervous, and then at the sickle in his hand, "Brother, here!!!"

Before blinking his eyes, with a click, the white sickle was handed to Lin Yaoming's eyes, and he swallowed. Lin Yaoming carefully walked around the sharp blade, held the handle firmly, and continued like offering to his ancestors. He held the sickle and threw it into the pot bottom pit in the outhouse.

Exhaling, he turned around and was about to teach Yuanzi a lesson, when he found that the little fool was already looking at him with a smile.Lin Yaoming grabbed Yuanzi by the collar and walked towards the inner room. Before he had walked a few steps, he heard a particularly disharmonious sound of clothes being torn, followed by Yuanzi's horrific scream.

"Ah!! Brother! The clothes, the clothes are torn!!!"

He let go and glared at Yuanzi with dissatisfaction, "Do you know how dangerous it was just now?!"

"But, but the clothes...the clothes are torn...torn..." with an aggrieved look on his face.

"Forget about the rags! Did you hear what I just said?! How dangerous is it to hold a scythe? Do you think it's a joke?!" Lin Yaoming actually didn't know that Yuanzi had been running around madly with a scythe I'm used to it, so I almost didn't sleep with it. It's the same reason as telling a person who eats that eating is in danger of choking to death with such a scythe expert.But then again, Lin Yaoming has no such concept at all.

"Hey! What's your expression! I told you to be safe, did you hear me?!"

Yuanko was really upset this time, with her head lowered, her little hand was still gently touching the torn place, muttering softly, "...bad...brother...bad...".

Hey? !The sun rises in the west? !Does this sow dare to climb a treetop? !This unlucky kid actually called himself bad? !I must have heard it wrong, "What did you say?! Say it again!"

Hearing his brother's roar, Yuanzi was very unhappy. This blue plaid shirt has been his treasure for a long time. Although it has been in the closet for a long time, he has never been willing to wear it, or he has never been able to wear it.Minato waited a long time to realize that she could wear it as a top instead of a skirt as before.But, but, he was torn apart by his brother.

Yuanzi didn't look up at Lin Yaoming, but frowned and raised her voice, "Brother is bad! Brother is a big villain!"

This time Lin Yaoming heard clearly, the little fool actually started to lose his temper, saying he was broken? !Lin Yaoming first crossed his hands in front of his chest, grinned, then changed into an akimbo position, and finally touched his forehead in embarrassment, "I'm bad, right?! You say I'm bad, right?! Don't expect Follow me again!" After speaking, he slammed the door and went to the courtyard.

This time he made a mistake, because Yuanzi didn't follow at all, and didn't apologize to himself.

"Hehe", why did I suddenly feel stupid? !Angry with an idiot? !Just as he was about to laugh at himself again, he heard the phone in his pocket rang and found that it belonged to his father.

"Hey, Dad...", obviously frustrated and upset.

"Hello? Yaoming, how are you doing recently?! Are you and Yuanzi and your Uncle Lin doing well? Are you getting enough oxygen there? Hey, Fuguitun is good, the air is clean, The food is organic, it's not like the city is foggy with Resident Evil every day. Hahaha."

Lin Guangzong felt that his joke was very amused, but, "...then you come here to inhale oxygen, and I'll go back to play Resident Evil..."

Hearing his son's displeased tone, Lin Guangzong quickly withdrew the cold joke, and turned to a warm route, "What's the matter? Are you not used to life? Or are you having trouble with Uncle Lin?"

"...It's nothing, I can solve it...", Lin Yaoming glanced at the door of the small black room with the tip of his eyes, wondering what that little fool was doing?

"Hey, tell Dad. Dad is from here, and he came from Fugui Village. He knows how to communicate with the people there. Come, talk to Dad."

"...", I don't know when my father became so gossip, "...it's nothing, it's just that little fool...uh, that Yuanzi...".

"What's wrong with Yuanzi?!" Before Lin Yaoming finished speaking, Lin Guangzong on the other end of the phone had already left violently.

"Uh, he's fine! He accidentally tore his clothes and was sulking in the room."

"Oh...the clothes are rotten, it's a small matter. What clothes? Genko is so precious?"

I don’t know if it’s his own illusion, but Lin Yaoming always feels that when he mentions the little fool, his father’s interest will go up, “It’s just a blue plaid shirt, the one I saw him wearing for the first time So old, it’s like protecting a baby, cut.” Thinking of Yuanzi’s angry expression just now, and the first time he said that he was bad, Lin Yaoming felt unreasonable.

"Oh, that one, it was originally yours...", Lin Guangzong's voice became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

But Lin Yaoming heard correctly, "The clothes are mine?!".

"Ah, haha, that is the old clothes you wore before. When I came to the village when I was free, I picked them up and gave them to Yuanzi. Yaoming, Yuanzi has the IQ of a 7,8 or [-]-year-old child. You have to Let him more, coax him more. You are an adult, don't you still care about a little baby?!"

"Well, I see, I will deal with it..." Lin Yaoming always felt that his father's reaction was very nervous just now, and the next few sentences seemed to be a bit of a deliberate diversion of the topic.what is going on?What is the relationship between Dad, Yuanzi, and Lin Bo? !

"Dad, I'm too embarrassed to ask Uncle Lin, did Yuanzi live with Uncle Lin since he was a child? Why did his mother die?"

Hearing the question, there was a sudden silence on the phone for a long time, "Well, for the past 15 years, he has lived with Lin Bo almost all of them. He... his mother passed away when he was born...".

"Genko is 15 years old?! He told me he was only 12 years old!"

"Heh, that silly boy, he always thought he could go to a new school where no one bullied him at the age of 12, so he kept yelling that he was 12 years old..."

"Um, so...", normal 12-year-olds start