There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

The first chapter of the fortieth piece: (four)

"What did you say to grandma?"

The girl asked curiously while washing the dishes. Linglong leaned on the kitchen door frame to watch her wash. She didn't say that she meant to help her. She only thought in her heart that she should not forget to install a dishwasher in the new house. He really hates doing these housework, and occasionally it's okay for fun, but he really wants to be the first one he doesn't agree to every day.

"Said that I will be great in the future, and you must cherish it."

Han Shuanglu washed the last bowl and put it away, then glanced back at him, um, um, very perfunctory. Linglong tutted: "You don't believe me?"

"I believe it! I especially believe it!" Han Shuanglu emphasized that he really believed him very much, "Then should we check the answer?"

"What's so good about that? Come to my house after a nap later."

"What are you doing."

"Cut my hair!" Linglong tugged at the amazing long bangs on her forehead, "I feel like I put a rag on top of my head, covering my eyes, and it is inconvenient to do anything." I had to shake my head without a word. Because it's too long, it's too uncomfortable, not to mention how uncomfortable, anyway, Linglong can't understand how the messy Mu Jian can maintain such a shape for several years.

"But... I haven't cut anyone's hair."

Linglong: "Just cut it short, the others are not important."

After he finished speaking, he waved to her and left. Han Shuanglu forgot to ask him why he was in the kitchen during the whole process.

When she washed her hands and left the kitchen, only grandma was left in the living room. She smiled and asked, "Grandma, you should take a nap, why are you still sitting here? Did Mu Jian go back?"

Grandma Han said, "That kid is left in your eyes, right? I think you are too much than before. Why can't you leave people for a second? How about you tie him up? Are you afraid? He ran away?"

"Grandma!" Han Shuanglu stomped, "What are you talking about! Go to bed! I'm going too! I'll be okay when I get up later!"

Grandma Han watched her granddaughter’s back disappear instantly. She didn’t do anything else with this old bone. She just looked at someone and she said that Mu Jian’s bones were broken, and she couldn’t learn well again, and she didn’t believe it. , Always catching up with Xi Han to ask warmth, but when did Mu Jian's kid receive love? What else did you do besides asking for money to go to Internet cafes again? Grandma Han felt that she was a cold-hearted person and didn't want to let her granddaughter get too close to him.

It’s not too far since we met last time. Why does this make people feel completely different? As soon as Linglong entered the door, Grandma Han could see that although she was still very thin and not tall, she walked with a straight body, unlike in the past, she always hunched back and bowed her waist and looked timid and timid. To say that this manner is too important for people. Grandma Han’s sons and daughters-in-law are all police officers, all of them are tall and straight, even if they wear casual clothes, they are different from ordinary people when they walk. .

That's why she wondered, is this Mujian still the original Mujian? How can a person be reborn in such a short time? This is incredible!

The old woman has lived to this age and has never seen a person with a fixed character can change.

In any case, Grandma Han decided to observe first. If there is something wrong with Mu Jian, or if there is something wrong with their family, she will definitely not agree!

The elderly have a fixed lunch break every day. Sitting in the living room and thinking for a while, the energy is not enough. He got up and went back to the room to take a nap. When he woke up from the afternoon, he opened the door of the granddaughter's room.

At this moment, Han Shuanglu was standing in the living room of Linglong's house, stunned in disbelief: "...Is this your house?"

"Ah, otherwise?"

No one knows how sloppy Mu Jian is better than Han Shuanglu. If she doesn’t come and clean him up once a week, he can sleep in the living room full of garbage and bowls of instant noodles. Fire, something dirty is like.

But at the moment this living room, not to mention that it is the same as the new one, is that the windows are clean and dust-free, and all the messy things are handled cleanly. There is even a vase on the table. Although the plastic flowers are inserted in it, it is still There really is a literary style. The sofa cover that was dirty and invisible in the original color was also washed. In short, everything was different from before, and Han Shuanglu couldn't recognize it anymore.

Oh, Mu Jian is still the same, thin and short, with long hair covering his face.

"I'll make it clear to you first, if you don't cut it well, you can't blame me."

Linglong blew her bangs: "Don't blame you, I've washed them all, come and cut them quickly, this broken hair is annoying me!"

Because he wanted to cut his hair, Han Shuanglu brought a big newspaper from home, cut a hole in the middle, and put it around Linglong's neck. Her fingers were soft and cold, and they were gentle and gentle when they touched him.

But Linglong felt that the price of the newspaper was too low.

She patted the back of his head: "Where can I find you a professional hair cutting tool? If you have it, you still dislike it! Don't talk, I'm nervous when you talk, and I'll give it to you later. Don't blame me for cutting a piece of baldness."

For the sake of her beauty, Linglong shut up immediately. Han Shuanglu was very serious and was extremely cautious about every cut. For safety, she cut the back hair first. Fortunately, it was not difficult. She usually doesn't. At the barber shop, grandma will fix her hair tips. As for grandma, she has maintained short hair with ears long ago and she does not need to cut her hair, so she is really inexperienced.

After cutting to the front, the long bangs landed, finally revealing the face hidden behind the long thick hair. Han Shuanglu didn't recognize who this person was in front of her. She was holding scissors in her hand. The small mouth is so round that you can put an egg in it: "You, who are you?!"

Linglong held her uncut head and slanted her eyes: "Your father."

She immediately patted him on the head, "Nonsense!"

But when he was so gagging, Han Shuanglu also recovered from the shock. She found that she was under more pressure. If Mu Jian was ugly, it would be fine, but he is so good-looking, if the cut is broken, then she is really sinful!

The more you cut, the more careful you cut, the more careful you cut, and the last cut was over, Han Shuanglu straightened up and punched his shoulder: "Ah...finally it's finished."

Then he complained: "Why do you look better than me?!"

Linglong sat on the spot and asked her to deal with the big newspaper on her neck. Han Shuanglu wiped the broken hair on his neck, chin, ears and other places with a wet towel. He couldn't help being surprised. Without him, the hair was fresh and refreshing. Mu Jian is so good-looking!

It’s totally different from her. Han Shuanglu is as exquisite and beautiful as a girl, and the exquisite features are equally exquisite, but without losing the heroic spirit. He will never be mistaken for a girl. Han Shuanglu even thinks that he has his own beauty filter. Mirror! How else could it be so perfect? !

She couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, carefully poking here and squeezing there, not daring to believe: "This face is real... Why did you suddenly change? It's not the same as when you were a kid!"

Linglong patted her hand away: "Otherwise, why do you have such long hair? It's not to hide this proud beauty."

Han Shuanglu:...

She couldn't hold back, and poked his face again, soft QQ, really super handsome!

Linglong held her hand to stop her from poking, and in turn poked her: "Why are you, such a face is something you can blaspheme? Just stay with me and don’t do anything. Are you responsible if it breaks?"

Her little face was poked into a ball: "I hate..."

Linglong let go of her hand and returned to the chair to sit down, "Again, come here again, I have something to tell you."

He only called her when he was very young and couldn't even speak clearly. Later, he always called her by first name and last name. He had never been so intimate. He sat there, his background was very simple, and he was not tall, but he had a strong momentum that drove Han Shuanglu to obediently. This sound was so nice again, and she felt that the roots of her ears were hot.

"what did you say."

Linglong glanced at the surrounding environment. He is a dragon who loves leisure and is eager to enjoy. He must not allow himself to live in such a ruined house, nor can he tolerate the enjoyment without luxury and depravity. "Do you remember what I told you the other day?"

She tilted her head.

"I bought a new house. Go back and persuade grandma to move in with me, okay?"

Han Shuanglu blinked: "No, you, are you serious? I thought you were bragging!"

Linglong knocked her a violent chestnut: "You don't need to pack anything, there are everything there, you just need to bring your book, and I will call a car to pick it up later."

Han Shuanglu hesitated: "I don't know if grandma is willing to..."

"How about you? Are you willing?"

She raised her head and stared at Linglong. Her watery Xing had hesitation and anxiety in her eyes. She had been in poverty for more than ten years, and she had been used to it. Suddenly one day she said that she didn't need to go on, but it was difficult for her to accept it immediately.

Linglong said: "The new house is very close to the school, and it is only a five-minute walk. The community is safe and convenient. It is a bus stop when you leave the community. There are also food courts and shopping malls nearby. People are safe and comfortable at night. Is there anything wrong? Is it worse than living here? Next semester, I will be in the third year of high school. Every day upstairs quarreling with children downstairs every day, you can’t rest well, and grandma can’t rest well. She is so old. ."

He is too confusing, and every sentence comes to the point, but Han Shuanglu is still hesitant: "But...that's the money you made, how am I as embarrassed as grandma and I—huh!"

Her eyes widened, her chin was pinched, and her lips were exquisitely cold and soft. Han Shuanglu didn't know how to react. She saw him like a fishy cat stealing her lips. He licked his lips. She grinned, and her amazing face was so beautiful that she could see her heart beating. "Is that embarrassing?"

"Eh?"

"As the future grandson-in-law, isn't it natural to take care of grandma?" He leaned over and nudged her soft little face. "No one can say anything about taking care of my future wife, right? The two grandma didn't do anything when we were young. Always saying that we want to order a baby kiss for us?"

The little girl's face was so red that she didn't look like it. She covered her face and refused to show it to him, and almost ran away: "I, I, I, I will go now!"

Linglong is not in a hurry: "Remember to tell grandma well, she will promise you everything if she loves you!"

She didn't even want to listen to him!

Linglong stretched her waist, got up and looked in the mirror, and sneered: "What kind of craft, the hair is cut like a dog, so I can withstand this face."

He stroked it with his hand very smartly, messing up his hair, which was messy and good-looking. By the way, he thought about going out another day for a perm and dyeing--but Han Shuanglu’s little housekeeper must have babbled that the school prohibits hair dyeing and perming. He moved.

He has nothing to clean up. He bought all new ones. He didn’t want to touch Mu Jian’s dog-like things. He sent Han Shuanglu home these days. He slept on the sofa. Who’s called Mu Jian is so disgusting, in the bedroom. It's just like a garbage dump, it's not a place where dragons live at all.

As for the game number of Mu Jian, although he has a lot of krypton, his level of training is not good, and no one buys it when he hangs it out. After Linglong takes over, he will be responsible for upgrading and making equipment for him to fight ghosts. After a while, he can shoot. I took out my phone and looked at the few stocks I bought-making money in the human world is too easy for the dragon. It’s not a matter of getting rich overnight. I must thank the gangsters that night and thank them for providing him. The first pot of gold.

About fifteen minutes later, Han Shuanglu sent him a message, saying that grandma had agreed. Linglong knocked on the door immediately. It was Han Shuanglu who opened the door. She asked incomprehensibly, "Why are you here?"

"I'm afraid your clumsy cleaning is too slow, come and help you."

"I won't. I started doing housework when I was very young!" She was very unconvinced. "Have you forgotten, after Grandma Mu passed away, who took care of you?"

"It's you, it's you, it's you, right? You want to bring this too?"

Han Shuanglu was packing up other things, but when he turned around, he found Linglong squatting in front of her small box, and a finger hooked up her girl's underwear - immediately flushed, snatched it off, and stuffed it into the innermost: " Why are you ruining people's stuff!"

"You opened here by yourself, how can I mess around?" Linglong looked down, sighed, and turned her head away.

Han Shuanglu:? ? ?

She gritted her teeth: "You are too nasty! I don't think you are short!"

Height is a pain point for Linglong. You can't poke. He can increase to 1.8 meters overnight, but isn't that scary? He gritted his teeth grimly: "That's OK, I don't think you are against A."

She rushed over to hit him angrily, but he avoided him flexibly, and the two of them chased in the living room. Somehow, they were clearly right in front of them, and they could reach them as soon as they reached out, but she just couldn't catch them! Only tired myself out of breath.

Grandma Han had a panoramic view of everything, her face couldn't help but a smile appeared on her face, maybe it was the old woman who was blessed by the spirit of heaven, Mu Jian was really getting better.

To be honest, Grandma Han also felt that Mu Jian was bragging. When she told her that Mu Jian took them to a big house and it was safe to stay close to the school, the little girl thought she was unhappy, and her emotions were all on her face. It's on, but how could Granny Han be unhappy? She didn't want to live here long ago. I don’t care about my old bones. I have to go to school and have to do housework and take care of Mu Jian’s boy. It’s really hard work. School is far away from home. The girl can only sleep for five hours a day. How can a grandma not feel bad?

Linglong has said that they can only take documents, books, albums and other irreplaceable things, but whether grandma Han or Han Shuanglu, both grandparents and grandchildren are used to thrifty, and nostalgic. They wear it for many years and they have been washed white. The clothes should also be taken away, which made Linglong quite speechless. In the end, he suppressed the resistance of the old and the young with force. No pots and pans wrapped in clothes were allowed!

Although she wanted to leave a long time ago, she was really reluctant to leave. Grandma Han lived in this family building from the time she got married until her son and daughter-in-law sacrificed for their duties, and her granddaughter grew up like a flower from a young age. The eldest girl... the child is old, she is also old, the old woman next door has left long ago, and she will be left alone.

Sometimes lying in this dark and damp old house, listening to the quarrels upstairs, the crying of the children downstairs, the screaming and beatings, Grandma Han feels that as long as she closes her eyes, she may never wake up again. .

But she can't die yet, and she's still young, she has to watch her.

Linglong helped her downstairs. The packed luggage was picked up by someone. The old man moved down slowly. The lights on the stairway had been broken for several years. Every time she saw the dark stairway, Grandma Han felt like she was watching. To the monster's throat, it was dangerous and dark.

She turned her head, one left and the other, the two children supported her, and smiled softly: "Human looks."

Linglong knew this was about him. She raised her eyebrows at the old man and grinned, really energetic: "Aren't you handsome? She cut my hair again, and the saliva came out at that time."

Han Shuanglu immediately retorted: "I didn't!"

The two began to fight again, and finally ended in Han Shuanglu's failure. She was very unhappy because of her stubbornness. Why didn't she always talk about him?

When Granny Han got in the car, she followed along, but Linglong didn't mean to sit with them. She subconsciously took his hand and said, "Where are you going?"

"So reluctant to bear me?"

"Not at all." She retorted first, then her voice was soft, "I...a little scared."

"What's to be afraid of."

She heard the youth's clear voice say so, and then she raised her head and looked into his beautiful eyes.

He said, "I am here."

Suddenly she was no longer afraid, even because he had an indescribable courage, as if there was a sea of ​​swords and flames in front of him, she dared to make a breakthrough.

The new home is only 20 minutes away by car from here. Although they have been mentally prepared for a long time, whether it's grandma or Han Shuanglu, after getting off the car, they couldn't help but wow when they saw the brand new house in front of them.

There are other neighborhoods nearby. Because it is a school district room, the housing prices have always been amazing. They are in the villa area. Every household is a three-story small western-style building with a garden. It is exquisite and petty bourgeoisie. Of course, the housing price is also very beautiful, how many people. I can't afford to work for a lifetime.

Grandma Han couldn't hold back, and asked Linglong, "Are you...sure you didn't commit any crimes or crimes?"

Linglong is weird, doesn't he look like that kind of very powerful and powerful person? Why did the grandparents and grandson hear that he was rich, the first reaction was that he had committed a crime?

"Grandma, what are you talking about, Mu Jian wouldn't do such a thing."

Grandma Han sighed, "You know how to speak for him."

"Grandma, don't say that. People are telling the truth again."

Not only that, Linglong also hired a babysitter and two aunts. The old lady was getting older. Usually he and Han Shuanglu were not at home. How could it be done if they bumped and no one was watching? As for the two aunts, they cook and clean. In order to prevent the old lady from being too bored, Linglong bought her a puppy.

The old lady said that she didn't like cats, cats and dogs, she felt annoying, but she couldn't do what she liked, and she forgot her granddaughter after holding her for a while. Han Shuanglu felt that she had fallen out of favor!

In a small three-story building, grandma Han had inconvenient legs and feet. She lived with the nanny and aunts on the first floor, and Linglong lived on the third floor by herself. The second floor was given to Han Shuanglu. She was surprised when she learned that she lived alone on the first floor: "I live alone on such a big floor?"

"Is this big?" Linglong asked back, he thought it was too small, okay!

A dragon who likes shopping and spends money like the earth, can’t wait to buy ten sets of eight houses dedicated to his clothes, shoes and accessories. A little girl, Han Shuanglu, actually thinks that one floor is too big for one person? He has to be reasonable with her.

"I won’t talk about the cloakroom. I asked someone to connect the two rooms and put clothes for you. Do you have to ask for the study room? Do you want the playroom? Audiovisual room? Don’t you still like to sing? I’ll prepare it for you. There is a dedicated recording studio with both piano and guitar. You can do what you like when you have time. Of course, if you ask me, I will reluctantly accompany you..."

Before he finished speaking, he threw a human-shaped pillow in his arms, caught it steadily, and smiled: "Is this moved? Not so? With me in the future, there will be a better and happier future. Now Just cry, you can’t bear it."

A small hand was raised up and made into a fist, and after a few seconds, he punched him in slow motion.

Linglong laughed. Maybe he was laughing too badly. When Han Shuanglu raised his head, his eyes were red like a bunny, but there were no tears. Instead, he angrily gestured to pinch his neck, and then suddenly backed up a few steps without holding both hands. Behind him, a toe turned on the ground, raised his eyes for a while, and said quickly, "Thank you!"

Before Linglong could respond, she turned and ran away.

It looks like something is chasing behind.

Linglong thought that a beautiful soul is like this. If others show some kindness to them, they will be happy to be confused between the south, east and the north.

But it is precisely because of this that the difference between people is so clear.

Linglong moved her nose, sniffed the smell in the air, and sighed, it's so fragrant.

In the past, the two of them were struggling. They lived frugally. It has been a long time since they opened their belly to eat like this evening. Grandma Han first gave Han Shuanglu some vegetables, and after eating for a while, she pretended to inadvertently put a piece of meat into Linglong's bowl: "Look at you who are thin. You don't have two or two meats on your body. Eat more and grow taller."

Linglong wanted to tell the elderly, grandma, you are wrong, my flesh is more than two or two.