229 wisteria bloom

The willow silk brushed it, revealing a small earth bag below, with a wooden sign standing in the direction of this side, with the book "The Tomb of Love Cat Peach".

She walked forward silently and saw that there were still bowls and plates on both sides of the tombstone. The plates were steamed fish, and the bowl was clean water.

She couldn't help laughing, but her nose was sore. She slowly squatted down and touched the tombstone: "You are more thoughtful than I thought. I haven't brought anything to send it yet."

Qian Yumo smiled and also squatted down and took something out of his sleeve.

She took the package of oil paper and opened it...

He looked at Qian Yumo in surprise and then looked at his hand... It was a steamed fish.

No wonder she felt the smell of fish all the way.

I changed the fish on the plate and unconsciously remembered what Xiaotao looked like when he was born.

Xiaotao likes to eat steamed fish, but she eats it in a very civilized way, like a girl. Then she raised her head from time to time and looked at her "meow" as if she was saying thank you.

Thinking about it, tears fell down.

"I regret handing it over, if... I don't know if it's still alive."

"There are too many things in the world, how many will there be that people can expect?" Qian Yumo smiled and sat next to her: "Just like you met Xiaotao, I met you..."

Luo Wen'er glanced over. He knew that what she meant was, Mo Xi, can you be a little serious?

Laughter: "There are always too many unpredictable things in the world that can be controlled by human power. If so, will you sit with me now?"

Luo Wener lowered her eyes and looked at the tombstone. Her fingers rubbed the words on it intentionally or unintentionally.

Indeed, if she could control it, she would not have come to this time and space at all, and would not have met thousands of wings at all, and too many things that happened after that were completely beyond her imagination. But no matter how strange it is, it can't compare with a fierce and violent person who has disappeared for a year, but there is no news...

"For example, since we were born in this world, it was no longer under our control..."

Mo Xi's voice seemed to have infinite sighs.

"Many people envy me for being born in a rich family. However, the rich family also has the troubles of a rich family, because there are too many things to covet. Not only the people of the family are covetous, but also the neighbors. If there are too many people, it is inevitable to fight, all kinds of means, take turns to play, and sometimes you have to take your life. The elders in the family couldn't take care of them, so they simply drove all their sons out and let them live according to their own ability until they were 18 years old before returning to the family to run for head of the family.

smiled softly: "Don't think this is cruel, because without the ferocity and cunning of the wolf, the sheep will have many old, weak and sick, which will eventually be unsustainable. Is the sheep that can escape from the wolf's mouth more cunning and ferocious than the wolf?"

"Are you the more cunning and ferocious sheep than the wolf?" Luo Wener stared at him.

Qian Yumo smiled and did not answer. He just stroked the willow silk brushing on his shoulder and continued: "It's just that my sheep was quite miserable at that time... I was caught stealing and beaten; I gambled money, but I just lost, and I was planted because I found that others cheated; I learned kung fu from others, and I went crazy and almost died; even wanted to Rice and bowls can also be smashed. Every day, they can't give fixed money to the beggar's head, and they will be beaten and hungry. They will be punished to kneel in the snow and kneel all night. The next day, they will still squat on the wall, and then repeat the torture of the first day, day after day. And if you leave them, you won't be able to get a mouthful of food..."

Looking at Luo Wen'er's surprise, she gave her a wink: "Look at what I look like now, isn't it hard to imagine that I will be a person who survived the hard life?"

Luo Wener held the corners of her lips... I'm afraid Mo Xi's current temper was ground at that time.

Cynical, maybe afraid of being hurt.

He took money very seriously and did not hesitate to use any means to obtain huge profits... Let alone take the gray mouse to participate in the gathering of heroes. Last time, he carved a seal with a radish and successfully intercepted the sea salt business of another store... These are all necessary means to survive.

The reason why everything is joking is that he sees things too clearly, because he has been living in the three teachings and nine streams for too long, experiencing too many human feelings and warmth, and the world is cold.

No matter what happens, there are always positive ideas, and there are always endless ways, because if you can't deal with it in a timely and skillful manner, how can you survive in such a cannibalistic society?

For her, from the time she intends to do business to now, he has always been imperceptibly teaching her, leading her to think of ways to solve problems by herself. He didn't stand by, because he could help her when she needed it. He just wanted to tell her that if she wanted to survive and be invincible in such an environment, she must make herself strong.

She also understands these, but with his silent help and support, she has come to this day little by little.

Tianxiang Tower is brilliant and well known to everyone. How much effort does it contain?

It's not that she doesn't understand, but at this moment, the bottom of her heart is an unprecedented shock.

He has rarely talked to her so serious, always to angrily, as if this is his pleasure, but he always gives her surprise and emotion at unexpected times... He secretly bought the land deed of Tianxiang Tower; suddenly appeared in the City God Temple on the winter solstice; when he was young, he took time to accompany her. ; She was sad, and he came to her and solved her; when he had a conflict, he apologized first; and asked her what gift she wanted... Even Xiaotao's tomb was built silently. It's not how exquisite and valuable it is, just this intention...

He always seemed to guess what she was thinking, and always pretended not to care, and then helped her do everything quietly.

This person never seemed to care how others looked at him or whether he would win the gratitude of others. However, now, she looked at him and wanted to sincerely say "thank you" to him, but he raised his head slightly and closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

The corners of the lips are still hooked, but they lose the charm of the past. The tone is only soft, as if they are telling a very dreamy story.

"Once, I cheated a person's business and was chased and beaten. I ran for my life in a panic and ran to a mountain forest unconsciously. At that time, the group of people chasing me had already been thrown away, but I was still running. Even if I was still running with a knife in my back, I always thought that if they wanted to catch me for a while, it would be more difficult. So he kept running and finally lost his strength and fainted to the ground. In fact, in retrostract, I ran over when I saw a purple fog. Although I was so tired that I seemed to have lost consciousness at that time, it was so purple in the green that it was so eye-catching, like calling me..."

The corners of the lips bent: "It was spring at that time, and it was the season when wisteria was in full bloom..."