Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

Jiang Huai bent down and picked up the butterfly that fell at his feet. The butterfly was made of bamboo and pasted with colored glazed paper. delicate.

It's just that one corner of the wing was trampled, missing a side.

"Brother, Fu Die." Xiao Li Wenzhao stood on tiptoe and opened his small hand, trying to bring the broken butterfly over.

"If you step on it, brother will give you a new one, okay?" Jiang Huai knelt down, looked at the little man in front of him, and gave him the butterfly in his palm.

Xiao Li Wenzhao took the butterfly, looked down, and carefully pulled the glazed paper towards the gap, trying to cover the gap, but failed.

Jiang Huai knelt down, trying to put his hands behind his head to comfort him, but Xiao Li Wenzhao subconsciously stepped back and raised his eyes to look at him.

The four eyes met, Jiang Huai saw the glazed paper under the light, like water ripples, swaying to Xiao Li Wenzhao's eyebrows, changing on his face, making his eyes as clear and translucent as lake water.

He blinked at Jiang Huai, then lowered his head again, without speaking.

There were people coming and going around, and their figures intertwined. Jiang Huai was afraid that he would squeeze him, so he pulled him to a side, only then did he see that his mouth was pursed, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and he was about to cry sign.

Jiang Huai patted his head, and asked softly, "Where did you buy this? Brother, can I buy you another one?"

"This is not for buying," Xiao Li Wenzhao's voice was too soft and nasal, and his speech became vague, "Daddy made it for Zhao Zhao... Daddy just made it today."

As he said, he put the butterfly into his arms seriously, caring for it like a baby.

"Brother apologizes to you, I'm sorry," Jiang Huai felt sorry, and coaxed him again, "Brother will make you another one, what do you think? Or, I will go with you to make an apology to your father."

Xiao Li Wenzhao didn't speak, just shook his head, hugged the trampled butterfly, and ran away.

His figure was too small, stuck in the crowd, and disappeared if he didn't pay attention, Jiang Huai had lingering fears, worried that the child would be in danger, so he quietly followed.

I don't know what day I walked in. The ten-mile-long street is full of lights, and the lanterns hanging on both sides of the road illuminate the crow-blue sky as bright as day. Countless bright lights and fire lights intertwine, and the fireworks are brilliant, falling down layer by layer. , Let the evening wind be filled with a touch of nitrous gas.

Jiang Huai's eyes slipped, and he glanced at the back of the child, and saw the vendors on both sides of the road. He didn't notice anything unusual, so he turned his gaze back.

Next to the ear, 007's voice suddenly sounded: 【Don't look around, pay attention, don't lose sight of Li Wenzhao. 】

Jiang Huai was startled by the sudden voice, and asked, "How did you come in? What are you doing here?"

[Of course I came to help you,] 007 replied solemnly, [You entered Li Wenzhao's nightmare, his spiritual world is the most unstable existence, if he collapses, your life will have to be accounted for here. 】

"It's just a child, how can there be any serious danger?" Jiang Huai and the people next to him passed each other, "I have my own sense of proportion."

007's tone didn't sound like a joke: [You won't feel that way when the time comes. 】

Jiang Huai stopped paying attention to it, passed through the bustling crowd, and followed little Li Wenzhao all the time. Only a three-year-old little man ran fast, his steps were unstable, and he wobbled when he ran. The white jade around his waist The bell made a crisp sound.

He ran around for a long time, and finally came to a stall, and stood there for a while.

Jiang Huai was afraid of being discovered if he got too close, so he stopped and hid in the crowd.

Through the hidden gap, he saw that the stall where Little Li Wenzhao was standing was a small stall selling toys. On the stall were dragonflies, rabbits, lions and other gadgets made of bamboo.

This stall owner must be a handy one.Jiang Huai thought so, thinking that Li Wenzhao wanted the stall owner to fix that butterfly for him.

"Daddy, Daddy." Little Li Wenzhao ran up to the stall owner, grabbed the hem of the man's clothes, and called softly.

Jiang Huai raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, never thought that he would see Li Wenzhao's father in such a situation one day.

[Wow, host, your father-in-law,] 007 teased him, [I won't see you again, why don't you go up and say hello? 】

Jiang Huai: "Don't make trouble, now is not the time to joke."

007: [Tsk, men love duplicity. 】

Jiang Huai: "..." This little thing is getting more and more eloquent.

He pushed 007 aside, kept a certain distance from it, and turned his gaze back to the booth over there.

In other words, the stall owner was wearing an indigo robe, tall and tall, and his complexion was like that of jade. He stood out among a crowd of people. He kept leaning slightly, although Jiang Huai couldn't see his face clearly Although his face is not clean, he can also feel that his temperament is gentle and gentle, and he should be a refined and easy-going literati.

"Daddy, Fu Die is broken." Little Li Wenzhao stood on tiptoe, raised his little hand high, and wanted to show the butterfly to his father.

Hearing the sound, the man squatted down halfway in an accommodating gesture, and asked warmly, "What's wrong? Did you fall while playing? Show Dad, are you injured?"

"Zhaozhao didn't fall," Little Li Wenzhao shook his head, holding the butterfly in his hand, and said aggrievedly, "I'm sorry, Daddy."

"Why do you say I'm sorry?" The man spoke softly, with a low and soft voice.

"I ruined the butterfly that Daddy just made. Daddy worked so hard, Zhao Zhao is ignorant." The more Xiao Li Wenzhao said, the more sad he became, the tears in his eyes fell on the paper butterfly, and he fainted. It was dyed a round dark color, and seeing that the paper was wet, he quickly used his small hands to paste off the water droplets, and then wiped away the tears with the back of his hands.

Hearing this, the man put his palms on the back of his head, and smiled softly: "It's okay, Zhao Zhao, when I get home, Daddy will make another one for you."

"It's all Zhaozhao's fault." Little Li Wenzhao cried, climbed up to his father's neck, and buried himself on his shoulder, sobbing softly.

"Okay, okay, don't cry," the man hugged him, smiling helplessly, "Zhao Zhao is a boy, a boy must be strong and brave, right? Stop crying, okay?"

Xiao Li Wenzhao nodded, and the sound of sobbing gradually weakened. He tugged at his father's sleeve, and called Daddy twice, his voice soft and waxy.

The man stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears from the child's eyes, then bent down and picked him up, hugged him in his arms, and said with a smile, "I'll go back later, Daddy will make you a bigger and more beautiful one." , don't feel bad, good boy."

Xiao Li Wenzhao put his arms around his father's neck, gave an obedient "hmm", pursed his lips, and smiled sweetly.

Jiang Huai watched from the side of the street, and suddenly felt that he had just done a heinous thing, and he didn't know how he stepped on the butterfly as soon as he walked through it, causing little master to be wronged like this.

[Isn't it just a butterfly, as for crying like this? ] 007 was stunned aside, 【It’s just that one side was broken, Xiuxiu can still be used, why do you think he cried like that, after all, who would have thought that Li Wenzhao was so soft when he was a child, but he looks like that when he grows up. How sad it would be for parents to know that he has become so bad. 】

"Shut up!" Jiang Huai couldn't bear it anymore, his bad mood broke out, "If you keep blah, I'll kick you out, how is Master, what does it have to do with you? You can't do anything other than chatter Crooked, what's your use? May I ask you to be safe?"

007 was taken aback by his sudden change of attitude, and immediately wanted to bring out the set of excuses for deducting credit points. Obviously, Jianghuai no longer accepts this set.

"Money, money, money, I'll give you as much as you want. When I get back to Jiuyi Mountain, I'll smash you to death with money." After he finished cursing, he took a step and left without waiting for 007 to speak, leaving 007 alone. That was dumbfounded.

Jiang Huai let out a long breath, and immediately felt comfortable physically and mentally. The method given by Bai Miao was really easy to use.

He went to the pastry shop and bought a few pieces of egg yolk pastries, intending to send them over to Little Li Wenzhao. If he trampled on someone else's things, he would have to pay for it. Master loves salty pastries, so the little master should love them too. Salty.

When Jiang Huai returned to the stall, Li Wenzhao's father had already started closing the stall. The man packed up all kinds of toys in an orderly manner and put them in a bamboo basket on one side. Little Li Wenzhao also squatted beside him to help, and packed the toys in the bamboo basket. Arrange neatly one by one.

Jiang Huai walked to the front of the stall that was about to be cleared, feeling a bit cramped and didn't know how to speak, and Li Wenzhao's father didn't notice that there was someone standing in front of him.

It was Xiao Li Wenzhao who noticed it. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Huai with his big black eyes blinking.

Jiang Huai felt strange in his heart, he was used to seeing Master's usual appearance, and now he looked at his childish state, his hostility faded, his eyebrows and eyes were not opened, his cheeks were bulging, and his face was very soft, not like an adult Then it is so clear.

The young Li Wenzhao was really cute.Jiang Huai couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Brother." Xiao Li Wenzhao called out, and only then did his father find a young son standing in front of the stall.

He squatted halfway, raised his face to look at Jiang Huai, and said with a slight smile, "My lord, we have already closed the stall, you should go and look elsewhere."

"I'm not here to buy anything," Jiang Huai whispered, clutching the oiled paper bag tightly in his hand, "Master—" After saying two words, he quickly changed his words, "I stepped on that butterfly, I was Come to apologize."

Li Wenzhao's father just laughed when he heard that, "Oh, it doesn't matter, that one was just for fun, if it breaks, I'll just make another one, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Jiang Huai lowered his head in trepidation, and handed over the oiled paper bag in his hand: "This is for you, it's a pastry I bought on this street, give it to him, he should like it."

Father laughed again, and said to little Li Wenzhao: "Zhaozhao, brother bought you some snacks." He was letting Li Wenzhao decide whether to accept or not.

Xiao Li Wenzhao tilted his head to look at Jiang Huai, then at the oiled paper bag in his hand, without making a sound, he turned his head to look at his father.

"That's my brother's apology for trampling on your property. If you want to eat it, then take it." Father said softly.

Little Li Wenzhao nodded, stood up, caught the oil-paper bag in Jiang Huai's hand, held his hand again, and said with a sweet smile, "Thank you, Brother Beauty."

Jiang Huai knelt down, held his little hand, and smiled softly: "What happened just now is my fault, brother, I'll say sorry to you again."

"It doesn't matter," Xiao Li Wenzhao shook his head, and suddenly said in a milky voice, "Brother, come to my house for dinner, okay, Zhao Zhao likes brother very much."

The author has something to say:

I drew a picture of my little master asking for "Fu Die", and I will post it on Weibo later. If you like it, you can go and have a look~