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There is a widow in Nanshan, whose hands are like catkins, skin like creamy fat, collar like grub, teeth like gourd rhinoceros, gnat head and moth eyebrows, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes.

There is a loli at the foot of the mountain, as strong as a cow.

To the east of sunrise, the widow rolled up the door curtain, holding a bamboo plate woven with willow and rattan in her slender hands. On the khaki bamboo plate was soft tofu like white jade. Although the tofu was tender, the widow’s hands were tenderer than the tofu. Picking up the tofu, the tofu is as cute as a monkey in the palm of a Buddha in her palm.Not bad at all.

The widow earns her living by selling tofu. She is beautiful, and no matter how silent she is, someone will always provoke her.

Pi Hunzi is one of them. This Hunzi is famous in Nanshan. Because of his thick skin, he is called a Hunzi by everyone. He has nothing to do every day.

One day, the naughty bastard walked up to the widow's tofu shop shamelessly, and said with a playful smile, "Sister-in-law." He rubbed his hands together as he spoke, and said, "Is the business good today?"

"It's also a way of life." The widow picked up two pieces of dried tofu, tied them with vines and handed them to the skinny boy, saying, "Go back and feed them to you." The widow is not a stupid person either, how can you be stupid if you can run a business by a woman alone? Instead of waiting for Pi Hunzi to destroy her stall, it is better to show weakness from the beginning, and then mention the nanny who raised Pi Hunzi since childhood. For the sake of the nanny, Pi Hunzi dare not be presumptuous.

Sure enough, after taking two pieces of dried tofu, Pi Hunzi laughed and left. Although his face was so unwilling, two pieces of dried tofu obviously couldn't satisfy him.

Seeing that Pi Hunzi was a few meters away from the path, the widow continued to shop around the shop. After a few seconds, an accident happened, and Pi Hunzi's screams came from far away from the path.

The widow was so frightened that she took two steps back, her tender little face was bloodless, and she called out cautiously: "Hey, are you okay?"

……

No one answered.

The widow didn't dare to go forward, she stood at the stall, remained silent for a while, and finally walked forward in small steps.

The place where the widow lives is at the border of Nanshan Mountain. There are not many people, but she has to pass through the mountain. She wants to call someone, but there is no one to call. She has always been kind to her. In order to repay the kindness of the naughty nanny, the widow had to go up.

With a rustle, blue embroidered shoes stepped on the dark green lawn, and there was a person lying on the ground, that is, a punk.

Pi Hunzi's eyes were closed tightly, and no injuries could be seen on his body. The widow whispered, "Tianqing, are you okay?"

Pi Hunzi has a nice name, Tian Qing, which was given to him by his nanny, and usually no one calls him except the nanny, who calls him like a widow.

Maybe the widow's cry disturbed something, the grass not far from the pimp made a rustling sound, the sound made the widow feel cold all over, the sixth sense told her that there was danger!

The widow has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. When she stares at people, she will make people confused. When she looks into the grass, she only sees a pair of dark eyes.

How to describe these eyes.

The widow thought for a long time before she remembered that these eyes were the same as those of the wild wolf she met when she was a child, bottomless and sharp.