Chapter 150 Small Building Listens to the Rain 11

Men lose to length, women lose to height. - Zhang Deshuai's Quotation

Rain on Thursday, August 11, 2011

The next day, the sky was bright, and Xiaolou listened to the rain and returned to Misheng's house again.

When Mi Sheng opened the door and saw the small building listening to the rain, his eyes couldn't help but feel a trace of panic. But the panic in Misheng's eyes flashed away. Despite this, Xiaolou was still aware of the rain. This made Xiaolou listen to the rain more firmly his initial conjecture.

Misheng was blocked at the door and didn't want the small building to listen to the rain. He asked Xiaolou Tingyu, "Who are you?"

"My surname is Bei and my name is Renqi. Excuse me, who are you? Xiaolou asked back when he heard the rain.

"Mixunsheng is my father." Mi Sheng answered at the door.

After listening to Misheng's answer, Xiao Lou suddenly had an idea in his heart. However, the idea flashed away, which made her a little unable to grasp it. What the idea is? Xiaolou listened to Yu desperately trying to catch him, but it was in vain.

When the small building listened to the rain desperately grasp the thoughts in his heart, Mi Sheng looked at the small building and listened to the rain, which made him very strange. Mi Sheng hurriedly asked Xiao Lou to listen to the rain: "What's wrong with you? Is everything okay?"

Xiaolou shook his head at the rain. Perhaps this shaking of her head made her completely awake. She suddenly caught the idea that had just flashed from her heart - her father. In this era, few people still call their dead fathers and fathers. Thinking of these, Xiaolou Tingyu felt that there must be some secret hidden in Misheng.

"What's the matter with you looking for me?" Mi Sheng asked Xiaolou to listen to the rain, "However, you may be useless. Because he was buried yesterday. After saying that, a burst of sadness surged up on Misheng's face.

Looking at the sadness on Misheng's face, Xiaolou couldn't help thinking of it when he heard the rain. This kind of thing looks very strange. A man is still alive, but he says he is dead. Not to mention that, he insisted on saying that he was his father, which made Xiaolou Tingyu have an unclear idea in his heart. Because this relationship looks very messy.

"My condolences." Xiaolou also said a word of comfort to Misheng. However, Xiaolou didn't think so when he heard the rain.

"I'm really sorry, it's impossible for you to find me." Mi Sheng began to say again.

Xiaolou couldn't help laughing when she heard the rain. She raised her head and stared at Mi Sheng tightly. This made Misheng very uncomfortable and turned his head aside.

"Actually, it's nothing. Talking to your father is the same thing as talking to you!" Xiaolou looked at Misheng and said with a smile.

Hearing Xiaolou hear Yu's words, Mi Sheng paused. After a while, he asked, "Do I owe you money?"

Xiaolou shook his head at the rain and pointed to the inside. It means to go in and talk about it later.

As soon as Mi Sheng moved, Xiaolou immediately dodged in when he heard the rain. Mi Sheng carefully closed the door of the courtyard, and then the small building came to the house after hearing the rain.

The small building listened to the rain and looked carefully at the house. On the wall of the living room, there were still photos of Mi Sheng hanging. Misheng in the photo, with a wrinkled face, stared at everything found in the room. And standing in front of the posthumous photo, it was full of vitality.

The small building couldn't help looking at the photos on the wall, and then looking at Misheng, who was standing in the room. She looked back and forth like this, looking very interested.

Mi Sheng, looking back and forth from the small building, was a little impatient. He asked Xiaolou Tingyu loudly, "What do you want from me?"

Xiao Lou pointed to the photo on the wall and then pointed to Mi Sheng: "Don't you think you look like your old man?"

Misheng was obviously a little annoyed by the question of Xiaolou listening to the rain. He stared at the small building and listened to the rain and shouted harshly, "My son looks like the old man. What's wrong with this? Isn't it strange that it doesn't look like it?"

"Do you think you two look too similar?" Xiaolou heard the rain turn around and stared at Misheng carefully. There was a mysterious smile on her face.

At this time, Mi Sheng was angered by Xiao Lou's words. He came over quickly, looked down at the small building and listened to the rain, and shouted, "Go! Hurry up!"

Xiaolou listened to the rain and didn't want to move her body. Instead, she picked up a chair in the living room and sat down by herself. At this time, Xiaolou listened to the rain and said, "Do you want to hear the reason why I came to you?"

Misheng's face has turned red due to anger. He quickly came to Xiaolou to listen to the rain: "Listen to your string, you climb quickly!"

After saying that, Mi Sheng came over to talk about the rain pulling up from the chair. But no matter how hard Misheng tried, Xiaolou sat well in the chair as if he had taken root in the rain.

When Misheng saw this scene, he knew that he could not drive away the small building to listen to the rain. He sighed and gave up continuing to pull the small building to listen to the rain. Mi Sheng straightened up and looked at Xiaolou and asked, "What do you think?"

"Do you know how it feels for a person to look at his posthumous photos?" Xiaolou heard Yu first let out a terrible laugh. Suddenly, she raised her voice and asked Misheng.

The problem of Xiaolou listening to the rain shocked Misheng's body. He hurried back a few steps and said in a series, "I don't understand what you're talking about? I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"You understand. If it's someone else's words, I may not understand. But you, Misheng, will definitely understand. Xiaolou stared at Mi Sheng carefully and did not let go of any slight expression on his face.

"I'm not Mi Sheng, I'm his child, and Mi is still the same." Mi Sheng shook his head and said with a surprised face.

"Still?" Xiaolou listened to Yu and repeated the name, "Do you still believe in it?"

"What do you mean by that?" Mi Sheng stared at the small building and listened to the rain.

Xiaolou suddenly stood up from the chair when she heard the rain. She pointed to Misheng and laughed. When Xiaolou heard the rain laugh enough, she said word by word, "Golden cicada is out of shell!"

Mi Sheng still looked blankly at the small building and listened to the rain.

Xiao Lou looked back at Misheng and said, "Do you want me to tell you?"

Mi Sheng nodded.

"Whether you are Misheng or Mi, it may be that you were Mi before. Sorry, I don't remember the names in your family tree very well. Xiaolou sat back in the chair and said with a smile, "However, you all have a common characteristic."

"What is it?" Mi Sheng stared at the small building and listened to the rain.

"One, your hairline is relatively high. Second, there is a mole hidden in your hair. Right here!" The small building listened to the rain scratching on its head.

When Xiaolou finished listening to the rain, he saw a trace of paleness on Misheng's face. This paleness made the small building very satisfied with the rain. She knew that she was uncovering a secret, a secret that had been silent for thousands of years.

"Your observation is good enough!" Mi Sheng said with a smile, "But what does this mean? This is at most caused by heredity. As you know, if the old man is bald, the baby is also prone to be bald. This is all caused by heredity."

Looking at Misheng's smile, Xiaolou knew that Misheng would not be able to laugh at the next words.

"I've seen Misheng's tomb!" Xiaolou said coldly to the rain.

Really, when Mi Sheng heard Xiaolou listening to the rain, his face immediately turned pale. Mi Sheng's lips trembled. He pointed to the small building to listen to the rain and asked harshly, "Do you know that you are stealing graves and digging tombs? This is illegal, do you know?

Xiaolou looked at Misheng's almost twisted face and said calmly, "I don't know if I'm breaking the law here. However, if I tell you about it, you may be the most interested. At that time, you will be treated like mice by them and full of pipes. There are all kinds of people scratching around you every day. Maybe one day, when they are happy, they will open the top of your head and scoop something out of you with a spoon. Have you ever heard of monkey brain? Hearing Yubian's words, Xiaolou also exaggeratedly did all kinds of actions.

When Mi Sheng heard Xiaolou hear Yu say this, he calmed down. When Misheng calmed down, he asked Xiaolou to listen to the rain: "What do you know?"

"Who are you?" Xiaolou suddenly raised his voice when he heard the rain and asked Misheng.

"I'm still the same." Mi Sheng answered calmly.

"No, you are Mi Sheng."

"Well, I'll be called Mi Sheng!" Mi Sheng sighed and said slowly.