Fushangshen Parenting Collection

"Candlestick said that drinking too much will hurt your health, it's not good." Liu Xing looked at the wine bottles in the cabinet and asked, "Why do you like wine so much?"

"Why... There seems to be no special reason, just because it tastes good?" Jiro Tachi put his slender index finger against his lower lip, and his gestures had a charming temperament that Liu Xing had never seen before, which made him stunned.

"Aroma, texture, taste, and the slight drunkenness after drinking... These are all things that cannot be given by other things!" Jiro Tachi drank the wine glass intoxicatedly.

Although Taro Tachi also likes wine, but he is not an alcoholic. After careful recollection, he said: "Both Jiro and I are enshrined in the shrine, and there are often some good wines in the offerings, so... I don't remember why. I like wine, probably out of habit."

"Haha! Alcohol is a good thing, eh!" The Japanese hiccupped and hugged Liu Xing's shoulders. The smell of alcohol made Liu Xing uncomfortable, and he leaned back, "Drink it when it's cold, to keep out the cold." !Use it when you are hurt! Remove blood stasis! Drinking on weekdays is also good for your body! And...it can make people fearless!"

Liu Xing blinked in surprise: "No... nothing to be afraid of..."

"That's right... If you're scared, drink it! If you're nervous, drink it! If you shrink back, drink it! Drink it, drink it! Drink it, and when your head heats up, you can do anything! Say anything!" Hahaha...haha...ha..." After laughing, the Japanese hiccupped again, hit his head on the bar with a 'bang', and fell unconscious.

"...wine...wine is so powerful..." Liu Xing muttered to himself.

Shan Baqie decisively picked up Liu Xing who was still in a daze, and said with a frown, "Please don't teach the child badly!"

"Hahaha...Master Liu Xing, don't believe this guy talking nonsense when he's drunk," Jiro Tachi resolutely punched the drunk Nippon Kai, "Drunk people don't It's logical...and it needs to be taken care of."

Taro Tachi put down his glass and stood up: "Let me help, today is almost over."

"Eh? It's over so early... Ha, I really want to have more drinking buddies..." Jiro Tachi sighed.

One strike, and two strokes of the Otachi, the height of the three of them far exceeds the average level of Honmaru Fusangshin, Liu Xing is very tired every time he talks to them, if they are close, I want to see their expressions, You almost have to hold your head up to the sky.

Fortunately, with Yamabasaki in his arms, Liu Xing's field of vision suddenly increased a lot. He stared blankly at Jiro Tachi and Taro Tachi together, holding the Japanese number on the left and right.

"Master Liu Xing, please go to bed early, we will retreat first." Taro Tachi said.

"Good night, Master Liu Xing!" Jiro Tachi leaned over and gave Liu Xing a kiss reeking of alcohol.

"Ah!" Liu Xing was startled, clutching her kissed cheek and watching the three of them go away, even forgot to say good night.

Liu Xing was taken back to the room by Yamabukiri, after meticulously washing his face and brushing his teeth, he huddled under the quilt and said to Yamabukiri, "Jiro Tachi is so beautiful!"

Liu Xing has not met many people, so it is difficult for him to distinguish the facial features. All along, Liu Xing thinks that the scenery is beautiful and the flowers are delicate, but he doesn't think anyone is particularly good-looking.But maybe Liu Xing's aesthetics has been cultivated by the painting in the past six months, or it may be that Liu Xing has gradually been able to distinguish the difference between everyone as he has seen more people recently, and he has become more and more aware of what humans say to describe someone as "good-looking". Based on what.

For example, Candlestick Kiri is handsome, and Jiro Tachi is beautiful.

"The previous owner of Jiro Tachi was a kabuki performer, so Jiro Tachi also likes the gorgeous decoration of women." Yamabachiri explained.

Liu Xing stared at Yamabugiri's face which was mostly covered by the sheet, and felt that Yamabugiri was also pretty.

The golden hair is like the wheat waves harvested in autumn.And the green eyes are like the vast green field before the wheat waves mature.

So lovely.Liu Xing thought.It must look better in the sun.

He couldn't help but reach out and grab the old quilt hanging by the side of his face.

Being caught by the body, Yamaba asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Liu Xing said: "I have many, many hats!"

Yamabachi was a little puzzled: "...um, yes?"

"Half for you!" Liu Xing, who is keen on sharing, thought about doing it, and was held down by Yamabachi just as he got up from the bed.

"...No, I don't need a hat."

"However, a hat is more convenient than a sheet!" Liu Xing said earnestly, "It won't be scratched by branches! It won't be dragged on the ground, it won't be stepped on, it won't be hot, and it won't get dirty easily!"

"...It's a cloak." Yamabuchi denied that it was a sheet, "a cloak."

Liu Xing let out a "Oh" in a daze.

To him there was little difference between a sheet and a cloak.

Shanbachi was silent for a while, and said, "Why...don't you ask me?"

Liu Xing didn't understand: "Ask what?"

"Ask me why you always wear a cloak."

Ever since he became a valet, he has been waiting for Liu Xing to ask this question.

However, Liu Xing has been indifferent, and now he even proposes to give him a hat... This is something that makes Yamabuchi very puzzled.

After all, children don't understand his origin, and seeing him always wearing a tattered cloak, it's common sense to ask questions out of curiosity.

Liu Xing thought for a while and said, "I don't like being asked, why do I hate seeing my face... You must not like it either."

Liu Xing was taken care of by the Government of Time for a period of time before, only a few days, but almost everyone asked him why he didn't show his face, why he didn't speak, why he kept avoiding, and why he was so gloomy.

At that time, Liu Xing was still very afraid of human beings, and could not speak fluently, so no matter what was asked, he would not say a word, which naturally resulted in more impatience and disgust... But Fu Sangshen didn't ask anything.

Don't ask about his scars; don't ask about his family; don't ask about his past; don't ask all the questions that might make him sad.

"Everyone didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just waited quietly for me to speak... I'm very happy!" Liu Xing was a little shy, and pulled up the quilt to cover half of his faintly hot face, "I think ...I want to become a gentle person like you..."

Liu Xing suddenly asked in a low voice: "Will you listen to me?"

"……Yes."

"My eyes...my eyes are very displeasing to my mother...she said it was a sign of shame, a curse, a devil...that I was a monster," Liu Xing blinked slightly, "my mother said again, as long as If you sincerely pray to the gods and do good deeds, even monsters will be forgiven and redeemed."

"So... my mother took me to do 'good deeds'. I, I have healed many people, but I can only heal the wounds, not the pain, and...many people don't believe me."

How could a high-ranking official trust the nonsense of a strange woman.

"So... Mom let them experiment on me."

At first it was just a cigarette butt or a slight cut, but when they found that the healing technique was really effective, those people became excited—the scars on Liu Xing's body were most likely the work of strangers.

The only good thing is that Liu Xing's mother, as a senior god judge, has a time-space conversion device, which can be used immediately after each transaction, so that Liu Xing will not be caught by people with ulterior motives as a convenient tool.

Liu Xing said sullenly: "It hurts to be hurt... It hurts to use the healing technique... I have been working very hard to do 'good deeds', but my mother still said that I have not been redeemed by the gods... My eyes It's still empty." Like a monster.

"But I know that I have not been abandoned by the Lord God!" Liu Xing said seriously, "Because my healing technique is a gift from the Lord God! Even if it hurts when I use it! But it was given to me by the Lord God of!"

Liu Xing let go of the blanket on Yamabukiri's body, and took Yamabuakiri's hand instead, "Then... I met the gods!"

"Candlestick cut, Gexian, Hasebe, Sanriyue... so many gods! Before I met you, my eyes were sick, and the things I could see were only a little bit the size of a house! But..."

"I can see a lot of things now, mountains, rivers, fields, and gods! Now, I am no longer afraid of being seen in my eyes! Because," Liu Xing put Yamabuakiri's hand on his eyes , "This place is no longer empty!"

"When I used to do good deeds, I just felt terrible and painful... But now, when I think about it, I feel lucky... It must be the accumulation of these good deeds that made me meet the gods!" Liu Xing asked with a blushing face. : "I'm not a monster now... I'm your favorite good boy, aren't I?"

It was difficult for Yamabagiri to describe the complicated feelings in his heart.

His chest was filled with anger and killing intent, yet he couldn't say a single word of denial to the child's complete innocence.

That is not a good thing.

Nor is it the accumulation of good deeds that you met us.

Your eyes are not sick.

You are not a monster.

...but you are a good boy.

Yamabachi remained silent until he felt the child's uneasy blinking under his palm, and then gave a soft "hmm".

Liu Xing smiled happily when Grandma Shan moved her hand uncomfortably: "Although I am still afraid of meeting strangers, I panic when I think of performing at the moon feast at the end of the month...but...I will Working on those shortcomings, I think... I want to be like Candlestick.”

Yamabuki had mixed feelings in his heart, and finally choked out a sentence of innocence to change the subject: "You really like Candlestick Kiri."

"Hmm! Candlestick Kiri is my favorite!" Liu Xing said happily, "Candlestick Kiri is handsome, reliable, and gentle! I...I want to be as gentle as him!"

"Where's Shanbaqie?" Liu Xing asked, "What kind of person does Shanbaqie want to become?"

What kind of person do you want to become...

"...I don't know," Yamabachi said in a low voice, "I'm an imitation knife, originally made according to someone else's appearance... This appearance does not belong to me."

Liu Xing asked him: "What is an imitation knife? It means... is it similar to another knife?"

"...yes...the one who made me imitated another sword called 'Long Captain Changyi'...but I am not a fake!"

Liu Xing couldn't understand the difference between a fake and an imitation, he cared more about other aspects: "I also want to be very similar to the candlestick cut! Very similar! Am I also an imitation knife?"

Yamabachi tugged at the quilt over his head: "...the imitation knife...that's not what it means."

"Then...then I will work hard! I will learn to be like Candlestick Cut! Can I become Candlestick Cut?"

"No, even if you learn a lot, you are not Candlestick Cut..."

Liu Xing was a little disappointed: "Oh... Then I... I'm still Liu Xing."

"Yes."

Liu Xing felt that she and Shan Baqie were in the same boat: "Then you can't become the long captain!"

Yamabashi stopped.

After a long time, he asked softly: "...Then what kind of person should I...be?"

Liu Xing thought for a while: "You can become yourself!"

Shanba was stunned: "I... myself..."

Liu Xing said: "I can't become Candlestick Kiri, because I am Liu Xing." Liu Xing seemed to take it for granted, and said awkward words, "You can't become someone else, because you are Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro!"

"...You are right." Yamabuki Kunihiro smiled wryly, "But I am his imitation sword...It is inevitable that I will be compared."

Liu Xing said in a low voice: "Candlestick Che also often compares me!"

Yamabagiri was a little surprised.

"He said, I'm healthier than I was before, I'm smarter than I was before, I'm happier than I was before... He likes to compare me to me! I think it's good, Because I don't like who I used to be...I hate cowards," he said, wrinkling his nose.

"Maybe you used to be similar to Long Captain Changyi, but it doesn't matter!" Liu Xing said, "As long as you become a better version of yourself, you won't be similar to Long Captain Changyi!"

"..." Yamabuchi suddenly chuckled, "Yes."

Become a better version of yourself...?

It is a slightly troublesome condition to achieve.

It's easy to sharpen your blade... hard to harden your mind.

But... since my lord can do it, there's no reason why I, as a subject, can't do it.

Shan Ba ​​cut touched Liu Xing's head, and said softly: "I will definitely not let you down."

I will become better, good enough to make you proud...Maybe, in the future, you will no longer yearn for Candlestick Kiri, but Yamabagiri?

After all, I am... Kunihiro's greatest masterpiece.

The author has something to say: Liu Xing has two dreams at this stage... one is to become a knife maker (this is impossible) and the other is to become a candlestick cutter (this is also impossible)

Both dreams could not be realized, and it was quite miserable.