pure love tyrant

Shi Er didn't want the little brats in the family to know about becoming smaller.However, he didn't want Xun to find out that he cared about this matter.

I always feel ashamed to care about such trivial things.

It's just that, along the way, I was secretly paying attention to the pursuit of Shi Er's emotions, how could I not notice it?

The closer the distance from home, the slower Shi Er's pace became, and the air pressure was so low that the children in the same elevator did not dare to come forward to talk to him.

Everything shows that the little sky and the tyrant don't want to go home!

puff.

Xun hurriedly turned his head to hide the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but turn up.

If seen, Shi'er will definitely be black-faced.

On the way back, he was in a bad mood, so she better not make things worse.

Seeing that Shier lowered the baseball cap on his head a little bit, Xun looked up and saw that the elevator door opened, and the neighbor's wife who lived on the same floor came in.

As soon as he saw Xun, he immediately greeted him warmly: "Mrs. Fuhei, are you going on a trip again? It's really enviable."

Looking around, he asked strangely: "Hey, it's really rare that I didn't see your husband. Was there a quarrel?"

The neighbor's wife was quite impressed with the couple who had only moved here for half a year.The main reason is that the husband's size is really unforgettable, of course, handsome is also one of them.

The couple probably seldom appeared because of their work.The neighbor's wife also met several times during the weekend, and every time they met, the two of them were holding hands, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

It's just that no matter how good the relationship between husband and wife is, they will quarrel.There are too many trivial things in life, and it is easy to kill feelings.

The neighbor's wife shook her head, as if she had come here, and began to impart life experience,

"It's inevitable that there will be small things in life that you are waiting for. If you have something to say clearly, don't hide it, and don't be angry. The future is still long. We must understand and tolerate each other. Say yes, Mrs. Fuhei. "

Xun replied politely: "Thank you, Mrs. Yamada, for your concern. We didn't quarrel. It's because the husband has something to do, so he came back first."

"That's good."

At this moment, the neighbor's wife finally noticed the bean boy next to Xunleg.

"Hey, this kid——"

Xun felt very clearly that Shi Er's body next to her froze instantly.

Before the neighbor's wife finished speaking, Xun picked up Shi'er, pressed his head on his shoulders, and turned slightly sideways to block the neighbor's wife's overly curious eyes.

"Mrs. Yamada, I'm sorry, the elevator is here, I'm leaving first."

Xun quickly passed the neighbor's wife and got out of the elevator.

Then the neighbor's wife who walked out saw the child buried on Mrs. Fuhei's shoulder, with the same pair of green eyes as Fuhei's family.

The neighbor's wife instantly made up [-] words of stories about Mrs. Fuhei's shy and shy young son.

After coming out of the elevator, Shi Er's black face was successfully promoted to a bad face.

There are still more than ten days left for this kind of fucked up day when you have to face other people's strange eyes!

I'm so bored!

The small fist smashed viciously on the coffee table, the glass was not broken, and the hand hurt.

Looking at the red belly, Shi Er's expression turned cold.

The silt in the depths of the memory was forcefully dug out, stirred up, and a black, disgusting mist rose up.

After he became an adult, the man who was still called Chanyuan Shier at that time brought him the prestige of "heaven and tyrant" by virtue of his powerful body and body that surpassed the limits of human beings.

A little forward, it is the adolescent period of rapid growth and rapid growth.

The Chanyuan Shier of this period is the "transparent person" of the Zenyuan. Those who bully him can no longer defeat him, and just like everyone else, he chose to ignore him.

And in the earlier childhood, when he was thin and weak, and was unable to resist being bullied, Zenyuan Shier had more identity.

Punching bag, target for bullying, target for spell practice, and—

ashtray.

As terrible as human malice is, there are as many wounds on the body of Zenyuan Shier when he was young.

If it weren't for the resilience of Heaven and Spells, there wouldn't be a good piece of skin left on the back of his hands, the back of his neck, and his chest.

Shi'er closed his eyes, trying to suppress the dark memory and the violent emotions that arose from it.

it's already over.

Fuhesher, your weakness is temporary, and you will soon return to your former strength.

As for the Chanyuan, it has already been disabled by you, and it will never come to trouble you again, and it is no longer possible to cause you any harm.

You are living well and happy now, and you have everything you ever dreamed of...

Shir told himself over and over again.

A warm towel gently covered his nervously twitching hands.

"Mr. Shier, don't force yourself."

Xun knelt and sat on the floor, carefully massaging the boy's hands with a hot towel.Gently kneading and pulling, the convulsive nerves slowly calmed down.

After looking carefully, he made sure that his hands were no longer twitching, so he picked up these thin hands, pressed them between his palms and cheeks, and gave Shi Er a big smile.

"Rely on me a little more at this time, I will be very happy~"

Feeling Xun's concern, Shi'er's cold expression gradually melted, and he flattened his mouth very childishly, "Actually, it's nothing, just thinking about the past, I'm a little unhappy."

"Is that so..."

Xun turned his head and thought for a while, then the light bulb above his head lit up: "Yes!"

"follow me!"

Wearing slippers and home clothes, Xun picked up Shier, opened the door, and traveled through!

Outside the door is a piece of rural farmland.

Red tomatoes and green cucumbers are covered with pergolas, and yellow morning glory is scattered on the slender field ridges, and there is a paddy field in the distance.

The wind blows, bringing the taste of summer.

He casually picked a cucumber with fresh burrs, washed it in the ditch beside the field, found two pieces, and handed one of them to Shier.

"Try it."

Shi Er took it and took a bite. It was crisp and sweet, and tasted better than most fruits.

The two gnawed cucumbers one by one, and walked along the field ridge towards some old wooden houses located high in the field.

"Grandma, I'm here to see you."

A kind-looking old peasant woman with a white cloth kerchief stuck out half of her body from the wooden house, holding a pair of large black scissors in her hand.

When the old woman saw it, she was looking for it, and a smile immediately filled her wrinkled face.

"Oh, it's Xun. How are the children in your family?"

"They are all very good. Kei made a lot of new friends in the new school. Maki participated in the tennis competition and won the women's trophy. Zhenyi also won No.1 in the chemistry competition."

"Oh, oh, those little guys did a good job."

The old woman got up and carried two large boxes and scissors from the house, and walked out slowly. She was already old and her back was a little bent, but her steps were light, her complexion was ruddy, and she was very healthy.

"The vegetables in my field are all cooked. I originally planned to ask Xiaoyue and Xiaomei to help. Since you are here, it is you."

Xun took the tool very naturally, handed Shier a small one,

"Grandma, I just ate a cucumber,"

"Oh, how does it taste?"

"Sher, what do you think?"

Shi Er, who had been silently listening to the conversation with the old woman, realized that the topic suddenly came to him, and was taken aback for a moment. Under the eyes of the two, he replied a little uncomfortable,

"Hmm... it's okay, it's just... quite brittle."

The old lady's expression was full of complacency: "This is my unique secret recipe!"

"Speaking of which, Xun, who is this little guy?"

Xun replied very naturally: "My husband, but there is a small problem at the moment, and it will be fine soon."

As she gets old, the old lady who has seen all kinds of strange things is not surprised at all, and even gave her understanding: "Is it the fault of those naughty elves?"

Thinking of the pair of Shabao father and son, they agreed very much: "It's true."

The old lady looked at Shier, and smiled kindly under the boy's dodging eyes, "Young man, don't worry, the dark clouds will always clear."

"Go, help me pick the vegetables in the field, and treat you to eat watermelon later."

Xun rolled up his sleeves, serious: "We just ate the cucumber planted by my mother-in-law, so we have to work to repay it."

The black-haired boy looked at the old woman, then at the job he had started, and finally at the big black scissors in his hand.

When closed, the scissors made a clicking sound.

"it is good."

Although Shier said that he had a bad life as a child, he never did farm work.

For completely unfamiliar farm work, he did not rush to do it.Instead, he followed Xun and observed carefully.After learning how to judge whether the vegetables can be picked from the color and shape of the vegetables, and determining the stem position of the scissors each time, he also started.

It was a little rusty the first few times, but it became more and more proficient later on. The red tomatoes were cut off the vines neatly and put into the frame one by one.

The old lady took a look and found that the size was quite neat.

When he raised his face again to look for the fruit, Shi Er realized that there was no red on this row of pergolas.

He froze for a moment, apparently he didn't expect that he had been doing this for so long without knowing it.

Moreover, during the work just now, he didn't think about anything other than looking for tomatoes.

After the work is done, apart from the inexplicable joy, there is only peace left.

Look at the basket full of tomatoes.

Still a little satisfied.

The old woman smiled and said, "How do you feel about harvesting? It's not bad."

Bumping the juicy and fragrant tomato in his hand, the boy nodded, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ah."

Looking at Xiang Xun, she was standing by the cucumber rack opposite, and she had only picked half of it.

"Xun, your speed is too slow." The boy's crisp voice contained unconcealable satisfaction.

Xun suddenly turned his head and said in shock, "Ah? So fast!"

"Do you want me to help? Pay—"

"Let's go as you please, come on!"

Only then did the boy move his steps, walked to Xun's side, looked at her, and then pushed her aside in disgust, "I'm fine by myself, you just watch."

Xun flexed his fingers and patted the boy's forehead: "What are you so proud of, you."

Shi Er neatly cut off a cucumber and handed it to Xun: "You are too stupid."

Xun: "...then I'll snatch your watermelon later, don't tell me."

Shi Er sneered: "Let the horse come here."

The old lady sat on the edge of the field, laughing loudly: "Even if I get younger, I still care about my wife. You are a nice guy."

The time here is exactly when the sun is at its hottest in the afternoon.Shi Er's hoodie and Xing's dog home clothes were taken off a long time ago, and they were thrown on the muddy field ridge.

One is shirtless and the other is half wearing a sports bra, busy in the fields.

When the sun was setting on the eaves of the old woman's wooden house, the tomatoes and cucumbers in the field were all picked, and they were full of two big boxes.

"good."

After admiring his masterpiece, Shi Er nodded in satisfaction.

In the wooden house, the voice of the old woman came out: "The watermelon is cut!"

Sitting under the shady eaves, the old wrought-iron electric fan blew out a cool wind, and most of the heat on the body disappeared at once.

Another piece of watermelon that has been chilled with well water will completely eliminate the heat.

Xun stared at the piece of watermelon in Shier's hand, and was about to reach out to bite the most delicious piece.

Knocked on the head by the old woman,

"There are so many, what are you doing stealing from others!"

Amidst the complaining shouts of "Mother-in-law!" and Shi Er's laughter, the old woman put a plate of delicious roasted corn in front of the two of them: "Young man, look at how thin you are, eat more."

Shi'er looked down at his thin body, and smiled sincerely.

"it is good."

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——The following is a small theater that promises to be cute with Pharaoh. There is no charge, and it has nothing to do with the text——

The mysterious secret place on the top of the mountain near Curse Spring Township.

Old Wang pushed open the door: "I heard that you are missing one of the three?"

The red-haired man, the green-haired woman, and the white-haired old man sitting at the mahjong table all turned their heads: "That guy Xuanwu sleeps all year round, and he can never call others when he plays mahjong. Expelled from the beast!"

Pharaoh went to the table without hesitation and rubbed his hands together: "Let me do it, I'm not polite! Where are the things!"

The red-haired man Fenghuang took out a red stone, the blue-haired woman Qinglong took out a blue writing brush, and the white-haired old man took out a white inkstone: "This is it! It's your job to win!"

Old Wang smiled, and a gleam flashed in Amber Jin's eyes: "You look down on me? You have to pay the price!"

After a mahjong feast where the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark.

Three of the four holy beasts fell, and only Boss Wang stood proudly: "Hahahaha, you want to fight with me! You are almost there!"

The old king walked away, with a red town stone and a white inkstone stuck in his waist. On the town stone, the big seal character "Madman has become crazy" can be seen faintly. On the inkstone, there are several thin gold characters carved with "moonlight like smoke". The brush was turning between his fingers, and the words "Lezheng Nine Songs" were radiant and shining.

"They're all babies~~haha~~"