Old state

Dr. Wei didn't believe his nonsense at all, but there was nothing he could do about this scoundrel.

The old man sighed: "You, it's better to be careful, so as not to kill your opponent unconsciously."

Yang Zigui shook his fan and smiled: "Okay, Doctor Wei, I know, today is New Year's Eve, Doctor Wei should eat in the humble house."

Old man Wei gave him a squinting look: "What kind of house is it? If you are a humble house, then the old man will be a ruined temple."

Yang Zigui put away his fan: "Come on, old man, this way please~~" He deliberately imitated the tone of the younger brother in the inn, which made the old man Wei smile, and turned his head and walked forward.

On New Year's Eve, every family will have a reunion, but this Dr. Wei refused to go home for some reason.

Yang Zigui didn't ask any questions, he just has such a temperament, Dr. Wei seems to be very familiar with him now, but perhaps something happened in the family, but we met by chance, so there is no need to investigate too much.

And they don't know each other well, this child seems to be very secretive, if he really meets some bad guy, he might kill the child,

After all, this is his master's master's master.

Yang Zigui waved his fan, went to the kitchen and asked the cook to make a table.

On New Year's Eve, always eat something good.

The Demon Cult is very particular about festivals.

In the past, on New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve, dozens of tables would be lined up in the back mountain of the Devil's Cult, and everyone would eat lively and get drunk, that's called a festival.

Now, just three people.

If it wasn't for Dr. Wei, just him and the child, how could there be any festive atmosphere?

The three of them ate a feast, went out and set off some fireworks, and then sent the blushing child back to the house.

He asked the servants to boil the hot water earlier, Yang Zigui stripped the child naked and stuffed it into the bathtub, his face was gentle and his hands were rude, the child knew that he wanted to be gentle, but he had no choice but because the martial arts he learned was too rigid, so he did it. These meticulous tasks are always impossible to do, nor can they be done well.

This is the most he can do.

The child knew, so he gritted his teeth and kept silent.

But Yang Zigui saw it.

The child's skin has already been marked by him.

He discovered that this child's skin is particularly sensitive, and there will be marks when touched lightly, and sometimes even a large bruise.

It may be that he has suffered too many injuries, so the skin has changed.

Yang Zigui secretly speculated.

He was thinking about things in his mind, but he relaxed his hand.

The child felt lighter, looked up at the gentle man in Tsing Yi, and smiled slightly.

Yang Zigui pretended to be serious and patted his head, but couldn't help laughing.

After washing, he picked up a dry and loose cloth towel to dry off the water on the child, and then quickly stuffed him into the quilt.

It was a rare sunny day today, and Mammy helped to dry the quilts of the two of them.

The quilt, which had been in the sun for a day, carried the warmth of the sun and the coldness of winter, combined with the cold fragrance of Yang Zigui's body, which made him slightly lost his mind.

Yang Zigui didn't know what this precocious child was thinking, he only cared about warming the child's bed, wiping the child's wet hair, using a dry cloth to absorb water first, and then drying him with internal force.

The majestic leader of the Demon Cult turned out to be a child's servant.

And he is very proficient, even a little happy.

After finishing his work, he only quit after coaxing the child to sleep.

Smiling wryly at the cold moonlight of Xiaoye.

Could it be that God let him go back in time just to make him a servant?Take good care of this young master?

Forget it, when he was young, he didn't know how to take care of his master carefully, and he didn't know how to follow the old man's wishes with gentle words. Instead, he escaped his willfulness and often made his master angry.When he grows up and understands the ways of the world, benevolence, righteousness and shame, and knows how to be filial and take care of his master, the master is no longer there.

Now it's time to take care of Master.

If his master knows that this little bastard has this awareness now, he doesn't know whether it is joy or sorrow.

It’s like this in the past few days before the new year, and the child is like a real child, running around with a smile every day, quickly becoming familiar with the children in the neighborhood, and running out to play every day.

Yang Zigui knew that he wasn't really playing, he was testing him.

This ghost spirit!

The New Year's Eve is also celebrated in the same way. Old man Wei came again, and Yang Zigui called the cook and servants to the table again, and had a meal together.

The New Year's Eve dinner must be lively and lively.

The old man also opened the precepts, and the doctor, who was full of the seven precepts of health preservation, opened a pot of Nuuhong with great interest. It wasn't just where Yang Zigui got the authentic Nuuhong, it tasted really unusual.

The old man drank several cups and was so drunk that he hugged the jar and cried loudly.

Yang Zigui fanned his fan unhurriedly, drinking a few glasses of wine now and then.

He is not a person who likes to eat, he can live a day with a sip of wine, and his internal strength is still there, so it is fine to not eat or drink for a few days.

This is the wine, I can't live without it.

He has a great capacity for drinking, and he will not get drunk after a thousand glasses, but the child seems to be drinking for the first time, pouring down a glass, and the whole banquet is sleeping upside down on the table.

And Yang Zigui could hear clearly what the old man said while holding the jar.

It is said that the child died, and his wife died of a serious illness, and passed away, leaving him alone in the family.He is the only one in a family in his seventies and eighties, and spends New Year's Eve alone every year, and now he finally has a place to have a New Year's Eve dinner together

The old man was too wordy, Yang Zigui's eyes flickered, and he sent several people into the room, and he left in a blink of an eye.