Chapter 597 Doll

Fortunately, in the first battle that year, he took back all the things he took out and the little snake before he fell into a coma. However, the little snake was sleeping, and the Handan clock was also included in the storage bag, and everything was slowly recovering.

His appearance, somehow, did not return to adulthood, but remained a fateful teenager. His hair was dyed black with grass juice because his father was worried that outsiders would not welcome Su Ming's appearance.

Over the past year, Su Ming has been unable to forget such warmth and has become the warmth of his life. He likes here, the sister named Clown, the father who made the straw rope doll, and the gentle mother.

But he has more important things to go. He wants to find his master, his brother, he wants to make himself stronger. Only in this way can he meet the emperor again, and let this great disaster be added to the emperor's disaster!

He can't stay here for too long, because he is likely to bring a disaster of life and death to this family, because Di Tian... may come at any time.

Although this year is very calm, Su Ming can't... eternal in this warmth.

Eating yam, looking at his sister, and looking at his parents, Su Ming came up with an idea more than once. For example, one day, he found his master and brother. If they are still safe, if all the trivial things dissipate, then he can no longer look for the future. As long as he is still here, as long as In the warmth, with this ordinary old man's life, with his sister's life, watching her grow up. Watching her get married and her children and grandchildren, how good it would be at that time...

This is a beauty. Su Ming's face showed a smile.

"Brother Dog, what are you laughing at?" The clown swallowed a large mouthful of yam, looked at Su Ming, and said crisply. Her eyes flashed and looked beautiful.

The name of Dog Left was coined by this family for Su Ming. At that time, Su Ming was seriously injured and lay there every day, as if he could die at any time. In the tribe before that woman, if the child is in poor health, he will often be given a nickname.

The name is not good, but it contains the warmth and affection of the family, which is deliberately lighter. So that children can be healthy from now on.

Dog leftovers, dog leftovers, things that even dogs don't want to eat, I don't think there will be a dead god to take them away.

"I'm thinking. The clown grew up and got married. What kind of dowry is the dog brother going to prepare for you? Su Ming touched the clown's hair and spoke softly.

"Humph. You are a few years older than me. Why do you always have such an old-fashioned tone? I'm also thinking, what gift should I prepare for my future sister-in-law when my brother grows up and marries my future sister-in-law? The clown wrinkled his nose and said in Su Ming's tone.

The clown's parents looked at the children in front of them, looked at each other, and saw the smile in each other's eyes and the warmth from their hearts.

It's the warmth of a family. No matter how cold it is, it's not cold. It's the dark clouds outside at this moment, and the rain falls, dispelling the heat. When the world is rainy and cold, it can't break into the house.

I don't know when the rain fell on the earth. This is after noon, the sky is dim, and the smoky rain seems to have a strange power. After listening for a long time, people can't help feeling sleepy.

The clown was like this. She was full of food, patted her stomach, and smiled at her parents and brother. As she was talking, she gradually doze off until she fell into Su Ming's arms and fell asleep with a sweet smile on the corners of her mouth.

Su Ming looked at his sister in his arms softly, gently picked her up and sent it to the little ** in the room. After covering her with a quilt, he looked at the sleeping clown and the clear birthmark on his face, Su Ming could feel the ridicule and isolation experienced by the child in his growth.

But she is very sensible. Even if no one plays with her, she plays by herself. Even if she is bullied outside, when she gets home, she will wipe away the tears on her face and smile, so that her parents don't mind.

She is very kind. She doesn't hate any partners who mock her. She likes them and will pay for them, but she will choose to avoid the damage in the dark.

"Brother..." At this moment, in her deep sleep, the clown muttered softly, and the smile on her face was more lovely, as if in a dream, playing with Su Ming. This is the happiest thing in her heart except with her parents.

Looking at the clown, Su Ming patted her gently on her. Gradually, after the clown fell asleep, he walked out of the room and watched the rain outside getting heavier and heavier. When there was lightning in the sky, the thunder came. The clown's father was squatting under the eaves, with a lot of different sizes beside him The grass leaves of different colors are stained with rain and are being made there.

The clown's mother was cleaning up her job. After seeing Su Ming come out, she smiled lovingly.

"Your sister is asleep?"

Su Ming nodded and helped clean up his job.

"You child, no need it. You can also go to sleep for a while. Looking at the sky, I'm afraid it's going to rain all night."

"It's okay, mother, I'm not tired." Su Ming shook his head with a smile.

The woman looked at Su Ming and sighed in her heart. When her daughter carried the teenager back a year ago, she was wondering which parent of such a beautiful child was willing to abandon it.

In the past year, Su Ming's diligence and the snuggling in his eyes when he looked at them made the woman see him as her own child.

Until the rain outside was a little heavier and almost became a large area, the clown seemed to be awakened by the thunder. The woman hurried over and coaxed a few words, patted the clown, and slowly fell asleep again.

Su Ming silently walked to the middle-aged man, sat down, looked at the rain outside, and felt the coldness of the rain. After a long time, he turned his head to look at his father this year. His attentive expression seemed not to know his arrival. The grass rope in his hand, as if he had life, was in his hands. Under the continuous organization, it has become the prototype of the doll.

The grass of different colors is sometimes put into the middle-aged man, making the doll look lifelike, but many of the grass is sharp on the edge, and it is usually nothing, but the concentration and action of the middle-aged man will make him ignore the pain of being cut through the palm of the grass.

Those scarred hands are obviously the traces left by the dolls he has made all his life.

Su Ming looked at the clown's father at this moment, his whole body had a breath that made Su//book fan building the fastest text update www.shumilou.com no pop-up window, no advertisement// Ming couldn't understand. He was still a mortal, but the doll made by him seemed to have been given life by him.

Such a gaze, Su Ming did not happen overnight, it was a year... From the time he woke up, when he became a member of the family, he liked to see the establishment of the clown's father.

On each completed doll, it seems that the traces of life immerse him in it, as if he has some understanding. As time goes on, he has more and more understanding, but there is still a layer of veil covering, making everything like a fog.

"What is life..." Su Ming's mind came to the words on the black wood block.

"How's your study going?" Under Su Ming's gaze, I don't know when it was a little dark. In the past, it should be dusk, but now in the dark clouds and rain, the night comes early.

The middle-aged man finally raised his head. After seeing Su Ming beside him, he smiled, put down the straw rope doll in his hand, and asked.

Su Ming hesitated for a moment, took out the villain he had compiled in the osmanthus forest in the morning from his arms and handed it to the clown's father.

"I... feel like I'm always missing something." Su Ming frowned.

"Life is missing." The clown's father took over the villain made by Su Ming and smiled kindly.

"Anything, as long as it exists, will have life, especially vegetation, and more life. Dolls made with them also need life. I don't quite understand how to express this life. That's a feeling. After all, I have been a doll for a lifetime.

There is no life in yours. The clown's father explained to Su Ming.

"How can it have life?" Su Ming asked softly.

"Compile it with your heart, imagine what you want to make, imagine the prototype of it... In my life, I can only make two dolls, both in the shape of children, the girl is a clown, and the boy is... Alas, clown's brother."

The clown has an elder brother. Su Ming heard from her that he was ten years older than her. Eight years ago... he was taken as a disciple by the Evil Spirit Sect, which was not too far away from here.

In a flash for three years, there was no news...

Su Ming was silent. After a long time, he picked up the grass beside him. When he was about to prepare it, his eyes suddenly flashed and raised his head, with a cold hidden in his eyes.

The clown's father was obviously not aware of it at all. He sighed that it was still being prepared, but a moment later, the rain outside the eaves gradually emitted a colder colder air. There were two vague figures coming slowly from the distance and from the rain curtain.

As the two of them came, the rain fell on them and immediately fell into ice. The color of the ice was even darker. If they saw it during the day, it would be shocking.

"Immortal..." Su Ming looked calm and watched the two people keep coming in the rain. Their direction was exactly the house where the clown's family was!

The plot connection, the connection between Nanchen and Donghuang, needs to be carefully considered. The third update is not an outbreak, but the third update as a rest and tiation outline, there must be very few people like this. Today's third update, let me rest my brain, sort out the follow-up plot, and continue