Chapter 116 (1/2)
Dong Xiaodao remembered a scene in a trance. At that time, the old rascal had not adopted him. He was still a homeless orphan. He wandered around the streets every day to see if he could find something that could fill his stomach. That day, he remembered very clearly, because of his unprecedented ”bravery”, he took half of the steamed stuffed bun from the mouth of a fierce wolf dog.
Regardless of the bleeding arm, he carried it into his arms. As usual, he passed the sugar vendor's stall, which was always surrounded by a group of chirping children and their parents.
”Dad, I want that sugar man!”
”Good, your toothache is not good, can you eat it later?”
”No, Dad, I'm going to eat it!”
A little boy in pink is stamping his feet and playing coquetry at his father. The tall and thin man was a little embarrassed. He frowned and didn't know how to make a decision. Finally, he couldn't beat his little son and asked the master to pinch a little white and fat doll out.
The little boy held on to the pole, happy to see his teeth out of his eyes.
The man sighed and said to his woman, ”he'll roll with toothache again.”
The woman comforted him and didn't worry. She picked up her own baby lumps. ”Is it delicious?”
The boy nodded hard.
”But my father is so big that he hasn't tasted it. It's really pathetic.” The woman sighed with regret. The little boy hesitated for a long time, holding sugar man's chubby hand to his father's eyes, ”that I'll give it to Dad this time. ”
”Daddy, is it sweet?”
”Well, it's sweet.”
The man turned his head and wiped his tears.
A happy ending, a happy family.
Dong Xiaodao looked at it eagerly, thinking that if he could lick that sweet thing, he would be the happiest person in the world.
He touched his arms, only half of the cold rotten bun.
I can't afford it.
He sighed.
Sweet What is it like?
Is it sweet enough to make people want to cry?
Dong Xiaodao always thinks that one day he will become very rich and rich. He will buy all the sugar man stalls and let the skilled teacher change the pattern of sugar figurine for him every day!
However, when he was really rich, he ate seafood and bird's nest shark's fin, which was much better than the sugar man that ordinary couple bought for their little son.
He even thought that these street things that only coax children were vulgar, cheap and dirty, and they might have diarrhea after eating them.
Dong Xiaodao always believed that, until she said --
”there are children in other families, so should children in my family.”
She took him by the palm of his hand and pushed the sugar man in line. She covered his hands with her hands, warm and wet with the cold back of his hands and blood.
He shivered a little, and he could hardly hold the fat doll with the red rope tied.
After entering the palace, he received many valuable gifts, some of which were given to him by Mo Xiaoyan, and some treasures that were personally delivered to him by his noble husbands who wanted to please the Lord. Dong Xiaodao was not refused, and the treasure house was full of stuff.
But no one, in this cold street, lined up a long line for him, just to buy a five Wen sugar man.
He held the doll in red, stuck out his tongue like a dog, and carefully licked the little red faced egg.
Sweetness overflows on the tip of the tongue.
”Sweet?” She touched his head.
”Sweet!” The little thing nodded without hesitation.
When he was very hungry when he was a child, he climbed to the tree and picked a bag of Osmanthus fragrans to eat. There are several families living in the alley full of osmanthus trees. Children grow up like childhood sweethearts, playing Cuju, wrists and playing all kinds of fun Children's games.
He looked from afar, listening to the laughter, chewing crisp sweet scented osmanthus in his mouth, even the air was full of sweet smell.
At that time, he decided that osmanthus must be the sweetest flower in the world.
However, there is another kind of ”sweet” in the world.
For example, her eyes reflect her own figure.
Like her hand, holding her finger.
”If it's sweet, why cry?”
Lin Lang bent down, the expression appeared a trace of helplessness. It is said that the beauty tears, and the posture of pear blossom with rain is the most provocative. But she did not find this ”good quality” in Dong Xiaodao. The kid with tears and snot on her face is the most annoying.
”Because, because, it's too sweet.” He cried red with a small face, and sobbed, pulling a wide array of cloaks and wiping it hard.
Lin Lang, a severe cleanliness addict:
Is this going to challenge her physiological limits?
Boy, do you know that your life is in danger?
Lin Lang endure and endure, her face expressionless, take off the cloak, ”pa” a, decisively cover the youth's head.It's called ”bringing disaster to the East”.
”Lord?” Dong Xiaodao only felt that the sight in front of him suddenly became dark. His cheek was close to the material, and he could vaguely feel her temperature. His face turned red in an instant.
The teenager did not realize that the cloak had been ”repeatedly ravaged” by himself, but fell into another pink delusion. The cloak, which is contaminated with the smell of Lord, smells surprisingly good. Well, he needs to take two more puffs to refresh himself.
One muscle Dong Xiaodao unknowingly has been in the direction of small abnormal development.