Snow Float

The little hand in his hand suddenly scratched his palm, Fu Shaotang said flatly: "Don't make trouble."

But the little child, as if he didn't hear, scratched his palm again, until he finally lowered his head, and then whispered: "Brother Shaotang, you came out to buy candied haws today, are you going to buy it for that brother?"

Fu Shaotang nodded.

"Oh, brother Shaotang, you wake up so early." The little guy pouted and sighed enviously, "You really like him!"

Fu Shaotang's face froze, and he almost threw his hand away.

After a while, he returned to normal, and said coldly, "What did you say?"

Bai Canghe didn't know, so he was a little puzzled: "Isn't it?" He pouted, and finally sighed in great distress: "...Hey, I also think that every morning, someone gets up to buy me candied haws! Buy hawthorns, oranges if you want them, red bean paste today, sesame seeds tomorrow, change one every day, and you don’t have to repeat the same thing!”

There was a look of envy in his eyes, obviously longing for such a day, and as if thinking of something, he dragged his chin with his empty hand, and sighed again: "It's a pity, Brother Qingming never knows how to do it." about this."

Fu Shaotang thought to himself, of course, Xie Qingming's innate spirit is in his hands, and both hands are holding a sword. If he is holding a lot of children's snacks every day, it will be fine!If he pampered Bai Canghe like this, wouldn't he poke a hole in the sky!He also remembered that he was also a sword learner, but he ran out early in the morning to buy snacks. Wouldn't it mean that he was involved too.Immediately, his face turned dark.

But Bai Canghe was still muttering: "Brother Shaotang, I really envy him, this way, when he wakes up, he can eat candied haws!"

I can't eat you to death!

He snorted coldly, never wanting to talk to this naughty boy again.

Bai Canghe was still young, although he pretended to be old-fashioned when speaking, but after a while he regained the lively nature of a child.At this moment, Fu Shaotang only felt that the child's brain was completely filled with candied haws, and he was afraid that his little head would be ruined by honey.

So he didn't pay attention to what the little boy said before, but the old god was watching the peddler get started, tidy up all the raw materials, and pour hot syrup on the fruit.

The two of them had already followed the peddler to his home. Previously, Bai Canghe had selected all kinds of fruits, finely pressed red bean paste and jujube paste, and wrapped them in the hollowed out fruits.At this time, Bai Canghe was staring at the peddler's hands pouring syrup, his eyes only followed his movements.

Fu Shaotang was amused by his greedy cat attitude, so he couldn't help but rewarded him with a big chestnut, which made Bai Canghe touch his head, with teary eyes, and didn't look at the candied haws. He just turned his little head around and complained loudly: "Sir Brother Tang, you bullied me!"

Fu Shaotang nodded when he heard the words, as if he wanted to bully him, and hit the child again.Bai Canghe pouted for a moment, his eyes were red, he brushed his hair, showing a posture of not daring to speak out.

"My lord, you two brothers have such a good relationship!" The peddler caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile on the side.

"Yes! Ah!" The resentment of being uttered in just two words was extremely high, Bai Canghe sprinted, and ran far away in an instant, hiding on the other side of the table.

Fu Shaotang laughed suddenly, raised his eyes and turned to Bai Canghe, saying: "Young brother is naughty and neglects to discipline, you will laugh at me."

Seeing his smile, Bai Canghe trembled, his whole body began to tremble.For some reason, Fu Shaotang was not too bad to him, nor was he violent, and the two met only twice, but Bai Canghe subconsciously put him on the same level as Xie Qingming.At this moment, just looking at his smiling eyes, immediately Bai Canghe drooped his head and walked back to him in a listless manner.

Not long after, the candied haws were all ready. Thin glutinous rice paper was wrapped on the outer shell of sugar syrup. There are so many strings.

Bai Canghe shook his head, and looked back at Fu Shaotang eagerly, the meaning of which was self-evident, nine out of ten he was afraid that he would repent at this time and not allow him to take these candied haws.

Fu Shaotang looked amused, shook his head and sighed, and finally paid the peddler a gold leaf, and asked Bai Canghe to bring all the dozen bunches of candied haws with him.

Bai Canghe froze, turned his mouth away, his eyes were about to shed two lines of tears, and finally held back forcefully, and carried the pile of candied haws into his fat hands with great difficulty.

Just when he got them all, he staggered and almost planted a dog with the candied haws.

Bai Canghe regretted it to the extreme. At that time, in order not to carry the straw pile, he wanted to eat fresh ones.But right now, even this fresh candied haws, he himself can't handle half of it.

The young man's voice was faint, but with a faint smile: "Take as much as you take, and leave what you can't take away here."

The peddler didn't dare to intervene, so he saw that Xueyu's cute little boy drew a huge circle, took all the sticks of candied haws in his hands with great difficulty, and then climbed up with great difficulty, using the candied haws as a crutch, on the ground.

"Ouch, young master, this can't be done! The lower layer of paper is very thin, and a hole will be opened soon!"

Bai Canghe paused for a moment, not knowing what to do with the pile of candied haws in his hand, and finally he could only look at Fu Shaotang as if asking for help.

The descendant of Yuanshan had seen enough of the good show, and finally walked over and bent slightly, hugging the little greedy cat, including the person and the candy, in his arms.

"Let's go."

He thanked the peddler, then walked out of the house with Bai Canghe in his arms.It's been a long time since I've been lingering here, and at that moment, there was already a drizzle outside the house.

"Ah, it's raining, Brother Shaotang, we don't have an umbrella." Bai Canghe looked outside with bleary eyes, and restlessly grabbed the rain with his hands, "If we go back like this, we will be drowned!"

Fu Shaotang shook his head, and was about to use his true energy to force Yusi away, when he heard someone calling him.

The peddler chased him out from the house, and seeing that the two of them hadn't left, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and handed over the things in his hand: "My lord, it's raining, take an umbrella first!"

The peddler saw that he seemed to want to refuse, so he couldn't help but put the umbrella into his hand. Fu Shaotang was just startled, and the handle of the umbrella was already in his hands.

"You don't think about yourself, you always think about this young master, besides, the candied haws get wet when it rains!"

"Thank you."

With a word of thanks, he opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked away.The long clothes danced fiercely in the breeze, the peddler stood there and watched, and saw that he was just taking a normal step, but the raindrops in the sky did not pass the oil-paper umbrella at all, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier, and the inside of the umbrella People and the world outside the umbrella are isolated in two worlds.

"Hey, this must be Xiu's family..." He kept stretching out his hand to pinch his arm, until he pinched two black marks, still unbelievable.

In the muttering, the person holding the umbrella has already gone far.