I was the heir in ancient times

Looking at this scene, Gu Baozhen felt his nose sore. He squatted down and squatted beside Lan Jiumu's child. Although he was still afraid of these dead bodies, he resisted the trembling in his voice and said to Lan Jiumu: "You need Can I help?"

The seven-year-old Lan Jiumu is actually not as fragile as Gu Baozhen thinks, nor is there any sentimentality, and there are no tears in his eyes. Apart from the calmness in his eyes, they are just a small reflection of Gu Baozhen.

Lan Jiumu probably also knows how many mothers-in-law Gu's seven dogs are.

He knew the seven dogs of the Gu family, who they were, what their names were, and what they liked to do.

Like the eldest and second child of the Gu family, Lan Jiumu is said to be an extremely powerful figure. He followed the lord Buddha outside to block and kill Buddha, and people blocked and killed people.The third child of the Gu family likes to fish, and his appearance follows Gu Yang's, but he has a unique temperament and is very worthy of beating.

The fourth child of the Gu family is taciturn, and the fifth child of the Gu family has no brains. In private, it is rumored that the two conjoined twins back then. Less strings.

The sixth child of the Gu family is a gloomy ugly monster, and the seventh child of the Gu family is the baby of the Gu family. Everyone likes him, as if there is no heart in the world that cannot be illuminated by him.

But Lan Jiumu hated their family, headed by the sixth child.

That ugly monster, poked among the real children of the Gu family, looks like a fake, and it's really impossible for people not to bully it.

Thinking of this, Lan Jiumu said firmly and coldly again: "Don't think that when you come to me, you just gave me medicine oil and apologized casually, and I will apologize to you and your ugly sixth brother .”

When Gu Baozhen heard this, he murmured dissatisfied and said, "You are ugly, you are ugly, if everyone calls you a nickname, won't you feel bad?"

Lan Jiumu sneered and said: "I, Lan Jiumu, am not afraid of anything, but a few nicknames?! It's nothing more than those, those who have parents but not mothers, eat rice, and are just little bastards. Tell me, what else? Nickname? Tell me, let me see if I feel uncomfortable?"

Gu Baozhen looked at Lan Jiumu in surprise, even if he couldn't see a trace of sadness in Lan Jiumu's eyes, normal people would not do this.Gu Baozhen knew that many people were in great pain before they began to blackmail themselves. They only started to uncover their scars to ridicule themselves first in order to adapt to society and become more popular with everyone, so as to tell everyone that they are very humorous. I can make jokes very well, the purpose of those Laozi you said don't care.

It is true that these people are very powerful, but Gu Baozhen will never be able to do it.

He couldn't make fun of the pain in other people's hearts, and he couldn't look at Lan Jiumu here and pretend he didn't care about anything.

What a mouthful of nonsense, obviously very gentle to apply medicine to the corpse of a loved one, obviously you can be sad, you can cry at a time like this, why are you still being brave?You are only seven years old.

Gu Baozhen really couldn't stand how precocious and strong the ancient children were. His eyes were hot, and he said for a long time, "If I want, I can give you ten thousand vicious nicknames, but I don't want to say it. I don't want to be like you, a person who hurts others and makes people feel worse."

Lan Jiumu sneered, and said: "Just talk big, I'm too lazy to talk to a little guy like you who has been loved by everyone since childhood, and you don't understand anything, go back quickly, lest your nephew still have That stick player is coming to look for you again, and I won't show mercy when the time comes, I'll beat them all to the ground!"

"What about you?" Gu Baozhen really admired Lan Jiumu's bragging skills, and he didn't have any temper. "Do you sleep with them at night?"

"What? No way?" Lan Jiumu's eyes were a little cold, and he looked at Gu Baozhen like a threat, as if he could stand up and kick Gu Baozhen immediately if he said a wrong word!Kick Gu Baoyu out of his home!

—Oh, by the way, this is not actually his home.

"It's not impossible...Look at them..." Gu Baozhen lowered his eyes, slowly took the hand of the male corpse in front of him, put it on his cheek, and then said to Lan Jiumu, "They told me that they want to go to the ground as soon as possible , don’t want you to sleep on the ground with them.”

The kid Lan Jiumu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were like a cow's, he fisted his hands, and said loudly: "Impossible! Can you hear them?!"

Gu Baozhen’s eyes flickered for a moment, and then he answered irrelevantly: “I’m just telling you what I feel, I can feel it, they hope you don’t sleep with them, there are dirty things on them, strangers are close, and you have been in contact for a long time , will get sick."

Lan Jiumu's thin face showed momentary sadness, but he quickly lowered his head, a little nervous, but also showed disdain, and asked, "Did they really tell you that?"

"It's just a feeling, not a tell." Gu Baozhen didn't want to engage in feudal superstition, "Besides, today, my father, my elder brother and I were in the hospital and saw a lot of coughing uncles. They also have deceased relatives at home, it seems to be a custom Is that right? Back home, there are still seven days to stop, but I don’t think they can wait that long. Someone they love is sick."

The little boy Lan Jiumu bent one knee, crossed the other leg, pinched the medicated oil that Gu Baozhen sent, almost crushed it, and finally said through gritted teeth: "So what if you are sick, it is nothing more than death, and death is nothing to be afraid of." , death is nothing more than closing the eyes, you see, just like them, after death, they can’t feel anything, which is good.”

Gu Xiaoqi had heard similar rhetoric from Lan Jiumu's kid during the day, and he didn't think it was a big deal at first, but now that he heard it again, he could hear a bit of world-weariness.

Gu Xiaoqi put down the hand of the dead body, turned to grab Lan Jiumu's hand, and said, "Why isn't death terrible? What do you think they all died for?"

Lan Jiumu kept his head down, and his voice finally had the fragility that a child should have: "Why?"

"To live."

"To live?" Lan Jiumu raised his eyebrows.

"Well, to live." Gu Xiaoqi actually doesn't know the truth, but all the emperors who rose up in history, and those heroes who followed the emperor to kill the previous dynasty, did not revolt for the sake of prosperity and wealth, they all rebelled because of life. If you can't go on, you will think about fighting hard, maybe you will survive?

Lan Jiumu smiled suddenly, pulled Gu Xiaoqi away from holding his hand, and said, "You can't think of something profound in your words, and you die just to live, isn't that ridiculous?"

"It's not ridiculous at all. Wars are fought just to survive. Otherwise, why do so many people follow my father? Because my father can lead everyone to find a way to survive."

"Then why is my family all dead?!"

"This..." It can't be said that fate is bad.

"Why should I wait here for ten corpses again?! Why?! Why did they leave like this? Why didn't I even see my parents?! Why did I have to bear this?! And you The sixth son of the family can go to your house and have a new home, but he doesn't cherish it at all?!"

Lan Jiumu burst into tears, rolling down from those black and white eyes, he said hoarsely, "I hate all of you."

"I'm sorry..." Gu Baozhen also burst into tears, he really couldn't see the children crying.

"It has nothing to do with you, what do you owe?"

Gu Baozhen got up on his knees and hugged this skinny little boy. This boy from the Lan family who used to be fierce and fierce, even if he bleeds without shedding a tear, fell into a grand hug about the fragrance of milk and the fragrance of flowers.

——I heard from others that mother's embrace should be like this, fragrant.

——I vaguely remember smelling milk when I was a baby.

The little boy Lan Jiumu immediately went from crying to breaking down. He slowly threw away the medicinal oil in his hand, and his dirty and thin hands climbed onto Gu Xiaoqi's back, gradually tightening, getting tighter...

"Mom!" he cried.

Gu Xiaoqi blinked his big eyes, a little flattered and dazed, but at this time, it was really hard to ride a tiger, he responded submissively, in a low voice: "...Hey, good boy, good boy."

The author has something to say: After many years, Xiaoqi: You called my mother before~

General Lan glared fiercely: Shut up!