The Reborn Liar Is Hard to Defend

Wearing a warm yellow jacket, a little man with a bun on his head was waving a single knife fiercely under the willow tree.The thin blade brushed, shaking off the remaining snow on the bare willow branches, like fine salt sprinkled down one after another, not greasy to the touch, and suddenly melted into the air.In the air, there is the astringent smell of green buds and the coolness of melting spring snow.

Rong Xingjie clasped his index finger with his thumb, and his two white and tender little fingers formed a circle. With a "clang", it bounced on the blade.The knife trembled again in the wind, but suddenly it was thrown out of his hand and plunged into the soil at his feet.An earthworm that was digging into the soil was cut off at the middle, and the two parts of the body continued to wriggle tenaciously.The corner of the child's mouth curled into a mischievous smile.

He thought he had adapted to his childhood body.

If it weren't for the little golden lock hanging around his neck when he woke up, and the unforgettable memory that made his forehead ache every time he thought about it, he would almost suspect that those 20 years were just four or five hours when he fell asleep. in a dream.

A person's name was engraved on the small golden lock: Fan Moxuan.

Ten years ago, when the man hung the golden lock on himself, he smiled and said, "In this world, there are only two locks like this. One for you and one for me."

When he said this, a smile seeped into his eyes.Rong Xingjie had never seen him smile so beautifully before, he stared blankly into his eyes, as if his soul had been sucked in, as if he had been locked up for the rest of his life.

It was only later that I learned that some people smirked, and the smile covered a layer of skin; some people smirked, and the smile stayed at the corners of their mouths;

When he knew this, Rong Xingjie also smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.He knew that his smile was fake, but he didn't know if there was a hint of a smile in his eyes at that time.

Rebirth is not a good luck that everyone can get.Rong Xingjie knew that when he went back to the moment 20 years ago, what he was thinking was: I have been deceived all my life, so it's not even a joke from God.

Very good, the self 20 years ago was only eight years old.The two met for the first time in their previous lives.The ten years in between can give Rong Xingjie a good preparation.In this life, Rong Xingjie will take good care of the debts of the ten-year scam.

Lifting one foot wearing the big red cotton boots embroidered with little tigers, kicking away the knife that had been inserted crookedly into the mud, holding up half of the earthworm with two fingers and holding it in front of his eyes.One end of the earthworm stubbornly twisted in the air, trying to break free from Rong Xingjie's grip.Rong Xingjie grinned his mouth missing his front teeth, rubbed his two fingers back and forth a few times, and then threw it forward.

hit the target.Half of the earthworm got into Rongcangshuo's back collar.

Rong Cangshuo shrank his neck, and immediately turned his head to stare at Rong Xingjie.Rong Xingjie was so stared at that he dropped the half-picked knife and ran away.But the two lotus-root-like calves are no match for his father's two-step sprint.Rong Cangshuo grabbed Rong Xingjie's soaring bun in one fell swoop, lifted it and greeted his ass: "Well, you little bastard, I won't teach you a lesson, and I will stop treating me like I am!"

Rong Xingjie's legs kicked wildly in the air, once and twice on Rong Cangshuo's chest.

Rong Cangshuo yelled twice, and put the little bastard on the ground.Rong Xingjie patted his buttocks, slipped to hide behind senior brother Zou Tong, poked his head out quietly to see Rong Cangshuo blowing his beard and staring in anger, and rubbed the mud on Zou Tong's clothes with a smirk .

Borrowing the child's body, he can also laugh and laugh without knowing the heights of the sky and the earth, and he seems to be able to temporarily forget the memory of being deceived.He could be just eight years old, hadn't met Fan Moxuan, and stayed in their Shimen escort agency with his old and unscrupulous father and his senior brother who didn't talk much but protected him.

Zou Tong was an apprentice that Rongcangshuo took in before he took over the Escort.At that time, Rong Cangshuo was still focused on Rong Xingjie's mother, walking around all day long.Later, the two got married, took over the escort agency, and devoted themselves to the escort agency.After Rong Xingjie was born, his mother died of dystocia, and Rong Cangshuo devoted all his heart to this little bastard.He yelled "little bastard" non-stop, but never dared to say a serious word.

Zou Tong, who never got Rongcangshuo to concentrate on teaching martial arts, has developed a temperament of being silent in everything, thinking about martial arts alone, and taking care of big and small things alone.Taking advantage of the master's absence, he sneaked into the house and pinched the sleeping little guy's face, and covered his mouth after pinching and crying.

Perhaps it was because he felt a little sorry for bullying the infant Rong Xingjie, since Rong Xingjie could cause trouble, Zou Tong just silently protected him.Rong Cangshuo was so angry that he hummed, and turned his head to let the two little guys play happily.

Rong Xingjie pulled two handfuls of straw and stuffed it into Rong Cangshuo's bed, lying on the ground in the yard, let out a long breath, smacked his mouth, and went to see Duke Zhou with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, with a "meow", Rong Xingjie raised the eye that was close to the source of the sound.A tabby cat with yellow stripes was lazily walking towards him.Rong Xingjie stretched out his small arms to catch the cat and rubbed its belly in his arms: "Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua, what did you steal to be so happy?"

Xiao Hua ignored him, stretched out her paw to lick it, and then wiped it on her face.Rong Xingjie lay flat again, and put the little flower on his stomach. Luck made his belly tremble rapidly. He shook the little flower down and picked it up again to continue trembling.

Xiaohua has suffered a lot, how can she let him torment herself again.Immediately, he fluttered, jumped to the ground, and walked away arrogantly wagging his tail slowly.

Rong Xingjie pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, raised his two tender little palms, covered one eye, and lay down under the tall cedar in the yard.

Cedar is not a rare plant in the north.But compared to the clusters of silver cedars standing in the snow all over the ground, Rong Xingjie prefers this one in the yard of the Escort.In the memory of the previous life, there are green onions that are much taller than me, extending upward layer by layer, as if they want to penetrate straight into the sky.No matter how heavy the snow is in mid-winter, it can't cover all the needles. They are always white and green, which is really beautiful.

He was drawing the scene comfortably with his eyes closed, but suddenly he felt a chill all over his body.Opening his eyes, he saw Rong Cangshuo standing on the other side of the cedar tree, holding the trunk with his feet, while the branches and leaves were shaking, snow fell and piled on his body.Looking from a distance, you can see a thin layer of snow on the ground, but there is a small bump in the middle, like a small snowdrift.

Rong Xingjie got up in a jiffy, shook the snow scum that fell into his jacket, and threw Rong Cangshuo down with a small jump.Lying comfortably on Dad's solid chest, Rong Xingjie quietly buried his face.When he lifted it up again, Rongcang Shuo's blue skirt was indistinctly wet.Rong Xingjie squinted his eyes and smiled, then grabbed two handfuls of snow and rubbed it on his chest.

Rong Cangshuo patted his mischievous little hand, rubbed his buttocks: "Little brat, don't think about playing all day long, you will have to manage the escort agency in the future!"

Rong Xingjie quickly covered his ears when he heard the seriousness of his speech: "La la la, there is a caterpillar here. Ah, Xiao Hua, come and play, I'll give you something delicious."

Rong Cangshuo, however, was immersed in his earnest teaching to his son, and said the words that Rong Xingjie could recite: "The world is becoming more and more dangerous now. If you don't practice kung fu well, how can you send darts! Big Escort, even though our Shimen is in the north and Long Hui is in the south, Long Hui has never made you feel comfortable being in charge! Hmph! My son is so old and he only has a daughter, let's see how long he can be proud!"

After finishing speaking, he let out a heavy "hum".Lowering his head again, he saw that the little bastard had already fallen asleep lying on his stomach.The child is lethargic, practiced martial arts, and made a fuss for a long time, so he should be tired.Rong Cangshuo squinted his eyes in a good mood, and patted the little guy's back, making him sleep more peacefully.

Rong Xingjie didn't sleep deeply, and even had a dream.The story in the dream is very real, it is the scene that was reflected in his heart in his previous life, and he always takes it out from time to time to reflect on it, and then secretly laughs to himself.

It was late autumn, and it was the first time that his father asked him to be an escort.Excitedly, he ran to the entrance of the escort agency, but saw that the place where the escort carts were usually parked was a carriage carrying people.There was also a flag with black characters on a white background erected on the carriage, and the word "Shimen" on it billowed against the wind.Rong Xing stubbornly rubbed his nose with his index finger, opened the door curtain and looked inside.

Woke up here.Rong Xingjie sat up at once, only to find that someone hugged him to the bed when he was fast asleep.And on his forehead, there was a dense layer of cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, this was a nightmare.

He never liked autumn.When he explained, there were a series of reasons.In autumn, it is dry and it is easy to get water; in autumn, the leaves fall, and it is annoying; in autumn, geese fly and shit everywhere.When he met Fan Moxuan that autumn, he suddenly felt that autumn, which he had hated for 18 years, could also be beautiful.The fallen leaves are flying, the forest is dyed, and the wheels make a crisp sound when they roll over the dead leaves.

Today, autumn is a nightmare, and he still can't like it.

Rong Cangshuo went into the room and wiped his face: "Little brat, you're still lying in bed. You slept all afternoon! Go to dinner!"

Rong Xingjie smiled "hehe", squeezed out the two dimples on his plump cheeks, and at the same time covered up the lingering fear in his heart, climbed out of bed, put on his little boots, and ran out of the room stepping on his heels.As a result, he bumped into Zou Tong who was waiting at the door.

Rong Cangshuo snatched the little guy from Zou Tong's arms with a wretched smile: "If you want to run, let's see where you go!" He carried him into the dining room.

There was a table of home-cooked dishes in front of him, including Rong Xingjie's favorite tomato scrambled eggs, and the tomato scrambled eggs Rong Xingjie hated the most.He fiddled with the chopsticks on the plate twice, and pushed all the eggs in front of him.

Rong Cangshuo quickly picked up a pile of tomatoes piled high in his bowl: "Little bastard, you are so stupid, the tomatoes are only sour!"

Rong Xingjie stuck out his tongue at him and continued to eat his eggs.I still remember that when I didn't say I didn't like the sour taste, Rong Cangshuo always stretched out his chopsticks to eat eggs, but later he couldn't grab him, and when he threw his chopsticks in a fit of anger and yelled that he was bad, Rong Cangshuo suddenly changed his taste up.

Later, following Fan Moxuan, he traveled all over the world, ordering scrambled eggs with tomatoes at every meal, and the chopsticks naturally extended towards the eggs.But Fan Moxuan ate the tomatoes without saying a word.

Did he like it, or...Rong Xingjie sniffed, and continued to pick the egg in front of him, stuffing his mouth full.

A few sparse stars have lit up in the sky in one side of the yard, and it is not easy to find them in the dark night.I don't know if Fan Moxuan saw the same starry sky that night that year.

The author has something to say: It turns out that my brain is twitching... I wrote a restaurant to go in... orz

It's changed now~