The Celestial Master of Time Traveling

Half a month passed peacefully like this.

Zhuang Xian goes out to exercise every morning.

After running, he practiced Tai Chi in the open space of the community to cultivate his body and mind.

"Xiao Zhuang, you are good at Tai Chi."

Aunt Guo, who was not far away, came over.

"I was shopping for vegetables this morning, and by the way I bought a pear to moisten the lungs and reduce dryness and heat.

It's not easy for you, a young man, if you don't have anyone to take care of you. "

After speaking, he handed Zhuang Xian a pear.

"Thank you."

Zhuang Xian also helped Aunt Guo carry the gas tank before. They are neighbors and take care of each other.

Therefore, Zhuang Xian will not be particularly polite.

"Really tasty.

I boiled donkey-hide gelatin water in the morning, I will bring you a bowl later. "

"Good boy."

Aunt Guo smiled lovingly.

"The guy in my family is still out with his son. It would be great if my son was willing to go home."

"Everyone has his own ambition." Zhuang Xian smiled. "Auntie, you are really too, if you have loquats, don't give them to me."

"Almost forgot, the girl upstairs is coughing." Aunt Guo frowned slightly.

"I promised her parents."

"That girl lives on the top floor."

Zhuang Xian was just joking, and he wasn't serious about asking people to eat loquats.

"Your legs are inconvenient.

Otherwise, after you have boiled the loquat paste, call me.

I turned around and took the loquat paste and sent it to her.

Yoyo is well-behaved and obedient, and his grades are good, so he can't delay the child's study. "

"That's great."

Aunt Guo's face was full of relief.

"Xiaozhuang, in our community, since you came here, the relationship between neighbors has improved a lot.

You are the lucky star of our happy community. "

However, she also knew that a son like Zhuang Xian would return to his original place sooner or later.

What a boy.

I really don't understand, such a good child, how could it be the kind of thing that was broken up on Baidu?

It must be a rumor.

"You're right, I'm even embarrassed."

Zhuang Xian walked over and helped Aunt Guo to sit on a chair beside her.

"Xiaozhuang, morning!"

A thin old man on a bicycle greeted Zhuang Xian.

"Are you free for a while?

The air conditioner is broken, I would like to trouble you. "

"fine."

Zhuang Xian smiled.

"Hands up."

"Thank you very much." The old man smiled, "I asked my wife to buy a big watermelon yesterday, sweet."

"They're all neighbors in the neighborhood, it should be, Uncle Zhao."

"You kid, I'm angry when you don't see me."

Uncle Zhao put away the bicycle and casually found a bunch of grapes from the basket.

"The weather is getting hotter and hotter, eat more fruit."

He glanced at Aunt Guo again.

"Sister Guo, you should also try it, Beauty Pointer.

See if it is the same flavor as the one your son bought that day. "

"Then I'm welcome."

Aunt Guo smiled, took the grapes, and washed the water pipe beside it.

By the way, I also took out the loquat and pears, washed a few, and brought them over.

"Brother Zhao, Xiaozhuang, you're welcome."

In the evening, Aunt Guo boiled the loquat paste, and Zhuang Xian brought her up to the seventh floor.

"long."

Zhuang Xian knocked on the door several times, but Yoyo didn't open the door.

The little girl is very well-behaved, and she will not be unresponsive.

"It's me, brother Zhuang, who came to see you."

Still no one opened the door.

"It's just that the child is at home alone, so nothing will happen, right?"

His current level is not high enough to visit from a distance, so he can only knock on the door hard.

Still no one responded to him.

"Something must have happened!"

Zhuang Xian could only try to kick the door.

The neighbor next door heard the movement and rushed out.

"Is something wrong? Xiao Zhuang?"

He believes in Zhuang Xian's character, of course he only understands it as caring about the left-behind child Yoyo.

"I'll help you." He found a hammer and smashed the door open.

Yoyo is very capable of taking care of herself, and the room is kept clean.

At this time, it was a mess.