A fellow member of the dragon clan, messing around and becoming a dragon

Bang, bang, the afternoon sun is still a bit strong. In this autumn, which symbolizes fertility, a group of shirtless men are braving the scorching sun, harvesting new wheat and talking loudly about this year's autumn festival.

An old man held up the golden ears of wheat and grinned, showing his jagged yellow teeth. "Hey, have you heard that this year's sacrifice is a woman from the East, with black eyes and black pearls?" Like, so beautiful!”

Another dark-skinned old man coughed lightly and signaled to keep his voice quiet so that the children beside him could not hear, "Oh~ this child is also unlucky and was tricked into being here."

The big man was obviously silent. Almost all the adults in the town knew what could happen to a child from a foreign country. They could only blame her for coming at the wrong time. They enjoyed the blessing of the gods, so they should pay tribute to the gods, but how could anyone You want your children to be tortured like that?

"Al! Al! Aren't you coming to play with us?" A little girl in a pink dress opened her blue eyes and looked expectantly at the little blond boy who sat on the stone without moving for a while.

He was still a seven or eight-year-old boy with a straight face and completely ignored the other party's intentions. His cute face, which should have been a little baby fat, was stretched like a little adult. Boys of the same age didn't like him and thought he was old. They were pretending to be cool and isolating him behind his back. In fact, it was mainly because he alone dominated the hearts of almost all the women in the town. It really took all the young and old.

"Nomi, don't talk to this wooden man. Have you ever seen him play with us? Others are different from us. They are young masters who have read books!" This is one of the reasons why the boys in the town don't like him. In a poor town that relies on textiles for a living, there are very few people who can go to the city to study, and he is one of the few talented people.

"I really don't know how her sister paid such a high tuition fee. I'm afraid she didn't do something shameful." Seeing that Al didn't say anything, Nomi's face turned a little red. As a licking dog, The boy with the pockmarked face opened his mouth and didn't even see Al's face suddenly darken.

Bang. The boy with the pockmarked face suddenly came into close contact with the earth. "If you dare to say anything bad about my sister again, you won't be able to walk back today." Little Al was squatting in front of him, his fingers making a clicking sound, and he was ready to punch her again. The frightened boy with a pockmarked face quickly begged for mercy. "I don't dare anymore... I don't dare anymore"

A group of children around were also frightened. "It's bleeding!" A tall boy exclaimed, and everyone came to their senses and saw two lines of nosebleeds on the pockmarked boy's face. Wiping off the blood on his hands, his pockmarked face went crazy. His parents had never let him bleed, but he did!

After the pockmarked boy was stunned for a moment, he rushed forward like a mad dog and struggled with Al. The other boys also rushed forward when they saw it. The situation was beyond control for a while. Nomi hurriedly called the adults, and with the joint efforts of several adults, they finally separated the people who were struggling together.

Several boys were all disgraced, and Al was also in a mess, his hair was messy, and his face was also disgraced, which surprised Nomi. With a pockmarked face, he cried, "I want to tell my mother..." He didn't know where he got the strength to throw away the person holding him, and ran away with all his strength, and soon he disappeared.

"Oh, Aiwazi..." The big men beside him knew what happened without saying anything. This child is usually a quiet person, and no one can get close to him. The only reason for him to hit people is his sister. "Hey, you go back first. Don't be so impulsive next time. Mrs. Parson is not a vegetarian. I'm afraid your sister will be in some trouble."

Little Al just stood there quietly, with his head lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was indeed impulsive this time. He should find a time when no one was around and hit the other person with a stone. This way, sister There will be no trouble. Others never know what will happen to the seemingly well-behaved Al once he meets his sister.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the sound of the autumn wind blowing through the branches and leaves is heard, the sun sets, the birds return with their branches in their mouths, the fiery red sky, the golden sunflowers build a golden dreamland, the golden curly hair flutters in the wind, the light gold, white and green The skirt and the earth complement each other.

"Sister, let's go. It's time to go home. Food is ready." A familiar young man called from behind. Paris paused for a moment, ah, another day has passed. Time flies so fast. He picked up the newly folded sunflower, turned around and saw Al's obviously uncomfortable figure. He smiled fondly and shook his head, "Again." Got into a fight?"

"Next time, remember to apply ice to your eyes." Little Al's face turned red and he turned his face slightly, "Sister, I won't do it next time."

"Well, well, let's go." Unexpectedly, his sister came to him and touched his head gently. Looking up, her hand is holding a bouquet of sunflowers forever, and she will always stay in this sunflower field. He actually wanted to ask a long time ago, why do he still stay here when he can obviously stay away from this town? Just for this sunflower field?

Walking through the wheat fields, crossing the stream, and walking along the path towards home. Pedestrians on the road are busy. There was smoke from the houses he passed, and families were happy. There were also many people greeting his sister. Al hated their eyes, which were obviously full of malice, disdain, and greed. He still pretended to be a good person on his face.

Before he even entered the familiar red brick building, there was a sound of yelling and cursing coming from the front. The noise...is annoying. I want that person to be speechless forever, so that I can go home happily with my sister.

"Paris! How do you discipline your brother? Do you know that your good brother made my precious son bleed today! If you don't give me an explanation today, we won't be finished."