Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

The boy received a strange phone call.

"Hello, are you interested in learning about stock market trading?"

The little boy was dizzy.

"Hey?"

The little boy looked at the four words "scam call" displayed on the phone, lowered his head while holding the phone, nodded his head and said "um".

There was a pause on the phone for two seconds, as if distracted by the boy's voice wrapped in mints.

"Cough, then, do you know anything about stock trading? I have absolutely accurate relevant news and internal testing here. I wonder if you are interested in participating."

The little boy pouted and asked, "What are you doing stock trading?"

The person on the phone began to coax, "It's about making money, and you can make a lot of money. As long as you give me your relevant deposit information, we will take care of the other affairs for you. When you arrive Just collect the relevant funds earned..."

The man over there talked a lot, but the brat only heard two words - make money.

"Do you understand?"

The little boy nodded: "Understood..."

The joy on the other side of the phone could not be concealed, "Well, is it convenient for you to tell me your account and password now?"

The little boy frowned: "What is... a household, and a honey horse?"

On the phone: "..."

Five seconds of silence.

"How old are you?"

The little boy snapped his fingers, "A long time ago, I was three and a half years old."

Aunt Shen called him to eat, and the boy saw that the phone had been silent for so long, so he hung up the phone with a pout, and ran downstairs to eat.

The number of crows is really a lot less, but there are still one or two bold ones.But the cub never saw the one with the bald tail again.

After eating, the little boy looked out the window and suddenly felt a little bored.

After touching my butt, the pain is gone, but the hair that was pulled away has not grown back yet.

There were several calls with the word "fraud phone call", but when it came to accounts and passwords, I couldn't explain clearly at all, so that there gradually became a rhythm of collapse there.And judging from the sound, at least three people took turns to fight.

The little boy was lying on the bed and yawning, listening to the endless explanation on the phone, he was really a little sleepy.

"Hello? Are you listening?"

The little boy rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm going to sleep, can we talk about it next time?"

"Wait, wait a minute! Well, do you have any money on your phone?"

The little boy thought about what Fourth Master You told him before, and nodded, "Well, the rich ones."

"Then...how much?"

The little brat thought about what Fourth Master You said to him yesterday, and said, "It's almost [-]!"

The kid is really sleepy, if it wasn't for this scam call, he would have taken a nap long ago.

"I am going to sleep, bye!"

"... Well, we will teach you next time, bye."

After hanging up the phone, the little boy fell on the bed and couldn't help but lament how hard it is to trade stocks, and it's easier to make money by washing underwear.

When the cub was not paying attention, the fat crow flew towards the window suddenly with momentum.

But the window was closed, and the crow didn't fly in, let alone knocked him dizzy.If it weren't for those few thumps in embarrassment, maybe he just fell down like this.

The little boy was startled by such a noise.

Looking at the crow that was still on the tree, the little cub got more and more angry when he thought of his butt, so that he just climbed out of the bed, opened the window and pouted his sparse butt and started fishing for crows.

Not to mention, although the price was a bit high, after three hours, the little boy really caught five crows.

And when one is caught, the feathers off the crow's buttocks are cleaned and thrown into a pile before starting to catch the next one.

This time, not only did the cub suffer pain in his butt, but he was also pecked several times by crows on his stomach and arms, which can be regarded as a lose-lose situation.

After the little boy angrily stripped the sixth crow's butt clean, the world finally became quiet.

The sunset was falling from behind the white clouds, and the little boy looked out the window.Then he threw the crow in his hand into the pile of crows with bare buttocks, and fell asleep on his stomach.

The window was open, but no crows came to poke his ass anymore, not even the five crows huddled together in the room dared to.

Fourth Master You, who came back, looked at the miserable scene in the room, and the little cub whose body was dyed orange by the sunset, cast a glance at the six bare-bottomed crows in the room, bent down and lifted their legs through the window Throw it out.

The crows, which lost their balance because of the loss of their tails, flew up and down, like old and lonely old people, flying towards the place of the sun with old tears.

Aunt Shen cleaned the house full of doubts and went out.

Fourth Master You didn't understand through the hair before, but when the panda turned into a cub, Fourth Master You finally saw the scars on his body, which were obviously pecked by crows.

The wound was blue and had even formed a thin scab, but this time the little boy didn't cry out for pain.Instead, he felt a little honored, showing off his "medal."

After seeing you for so long, Fourth Master You also understood that his son is actually not very afraid of pain.

Crying is just a cathartic accusation, a way of getting attention.

Those who passed by the poplar forest couldn't help but wonder why so many crows today are bare buttocks?

But it didn't take long for everyone to be surprised. The next day, the land was bought by someone. A dozen or so tree-cutting workers took chainsaws to work and trekked for two long distances, looking for new poplars.

The bird's nest on the top of the poplar branch fell to the ground when the tree fell. The loggers saw that the things inside were very rare, so they wanted to collect them.

But before he could collect the bird nests, a man on a motorcycle took off his helmet in a cool way, and dropped a sack.

"Put all the bird's nests in it for me."

So Daozi rode a motorcycle to the compound with a dozen bird nests in a sack, and dumped the bird nests in front of Fourth Master You.

"Fourth Master, I brought them all back, but what do you want the bird's nest for?"

Fourth Master You picked up a crow's nest on the table, looked at the fur on the bottom of the nest, and said, "It's almost winter, pick out the fur from the bottom of the nest, spin it into thread and weave a pair of gloves for my son."

Knife also took out a bird's nest and looked at it, but couldn't tell what the tiny white hairs were, but the luster seemed more precious than silver threads.

But how did the fourth master know that there was this thing in the crow's nest, and...

"Well... Fourth Master, you bought that piece of land because you wanted to weave a pair of gloves with the things in this nest, right?"

Fourth Master You put down the crow's nest in his hand, "Can't you..."

The knife fell silent.

Knife himself was also idle, although Fourth Master You didn't tell him.But he still stayed and picked the crow's nest awkwardly with his knife-holding hand.

The little boy was lying on the table, looking at the crow's nest full of the table with his mouth pouted.

But this thing feels comfortable in the hand, and I don't know where the crows got it.But if this thing grows on a dog, how comfortable it is to pick it up.

Knife turned on the TV, and just as he was about to turn the channel, he saw an interesting piece of news.

"Recently, for some unknown reason, bald-tailed crows have been spotted several times in the city. I don't know if it's man-made or..."

Picking at the hair with the knife, he said: "Now there is really everything."

The knife turned the table around, turning it into the Pleasant Goat, which the little boy likes to watch the most, and I am quite happy to watch it.

But picking hair is really not easy. It took two hours to pick the knife and only picked half of it. My back was so sore that I couldn't stand up straight.

The boy twisted a grape and put it into the knife's mouth. The knife caught it, and he regained the spirit of work.

"Hey, what did you and fourth master do before?"

The little boy thought for a while, "Eat, sleep, and look for Youyo."

Knife: "Looking for Fourth Master? Then when did you and Fourth Master meet?"

The boy felt that what he said was not quite right.

"He's a big bird!"

Knife: "... Should you call fourth master that?"

The kid pouted.

Knife knew the answer by looking at his expression, "I shouldn't even call me, but when it comes to big birds, isn't it just a big roc, isn't there a saying that it's a few thousand miles away, it's quite airy .”

Daozi just said it casually, but the little boy kept it in his heart, while scratching the hair that was picked out, he frowned and thought about something.

When Fourth Master You came back, there were still two bird nests left unpicked. As soon as he took one of them in his hand, his cub raised his head and yelled at him...

"Dapeng!"

The knife trembled.

Thus, Fourth Master You added a domineering name - You Dapeng.

After the knife left, Fourth Master You held the cub in his arms and picked the fur from the crow's nest.

"Dapeng?" Fourth Master You ignored him.

The cub's voice grew a little louder.

"Dapeng!"

Fourth Master You moved his hands, but still ignored him with a dark face.

The little boy puffed up his cheeks and gathered strength in his throat.

"Dapeng!!"

Fourth Master You threw the crow's nest in his hand onto the table, looked down at him, "Is that enough!"

When the little boy saw that he was about to get angry, his big clear eyes were immediately covered with a layer of innocence.Then she rested her chin on Fourth Master You's chest, hugged his waist and cried pitifully.

"Dapeng..."

Fourth Master You: "...um."

The picked out panda fur was spun into thread, and when asked about the style to be woven, Fourth Master You, who had never worn gloves, picked it up and searched it, who knew he was still there? The little brat in his arms looked at the video of knitting gloves and said, "I want this one! Knit me one like this!"

On the very simple fingerless gloves, there is a small gardenia flower on the ring finger.

The style is simpler, but it looks pretty good, elegant and indifferent, very suitable for his cubs.

"Okay, I'll have this one knitted for you."

The little boy looked up at him, "I want to weave myself!"

Fourth Master You rubbed his head, "Good boy, if you can't weave it, don't ruin it."

The little boy pouted, not happy.

Fourth Master You: "..."

Finally, the spun thread was sent to the courtyard, and Aunt Shen also brought embroidery needles for knitting gloves.

Knowing that his cub was just curious and wanted to play, I was afraid that he would spoil the little thread and send it back to weave a pair of gloves.

On this day, after washing Fourth Master You's underwear and asking Fourth Master You to transfer the money to him, the little boy began to watch the video on the phone over and over again, picking up the lint in his hand.

In the end, the little boy was discouraged and threw away the thread and embroidery needle together, humming angrily.

Fourth Master You picked up the things, and made a phone call with a look of "knowing that you can't do it", intending to ask Aunt Shen to take the things over.But the little brat snatched the phone from him, pouted and said, "You teach me..."

Fourth Master You: "..."

Fourth Master You originally wanted to say that he would not come, but the words fell silent.

It was because of the vanity of maintaining a perfect image, Fourth Master You agreed.

Wrapping the little boy in his arms, Fourth Master You held the embroidery needle in both hands, and awkwardly found a way to hold the needle.

"Cough! Check it out, that's it."

The little boy nodded seriously.

The needle and thread didn't listen at all in his hand, Fourth Master You maintained his composure while poking the needle into the seam of the thread, but the thread became frizzy after a while.

The little boy looked at Fourth Master You, who straightened his head with a straight face.

In the end, the little boy was so sleepy in his arms that Fourth Master You knit three crooked circles of different tightness on the embroidery needle.

The 2-minute video has been looped forty times.

Fourth Master You laid the sleeping cub on the bed, and began to compete with the video over and over again.

At daybreak, the glove is halfway up the palm.Although it is not generally ugly, it can be regarded as a small achievement.

When the cub got up, Fourth Master You took him into his arms, and explained the weaving skills to the cub who was rubbing his sleepy eyes in his arms "with ease".But the little boy yawned a lot and said, "Knit it for me."

Fourth Master You: "..."

So, I already knew that this brat was a three-pointer, so why did I take it seriously.

The wind was cool before, but it can be said to be cold recently.

Winter is really coming.

The first time he met the little cub who was still a milk baby was in winter. He remembered that this cub liked winter the most, because he could roll in the snow.

Fourth Master You hugged him and kissed him.

"There should be snow in a month or two, are you happy?"

The little boy shook his head.

Fourth Master You frowned slightly, and asked, "Why?"

The little boy pouted, "It's so cold when it snows." As he said that, the little boy began to urge Fourth Master You to knit gloves for him.

Fourth Master You looked at him with dark eyes, and after a long time, he lowered his head and kissed his soft hair.

"This winter won't be cold."

Aunt Shen who came to get the thread was sent back by Fourth Master You. Before leaving, Aunt Shen looked at Fourth Master You who was fiddling with needle and thread, her mind was as if filled with lead.

Fourth master really likes him, or to say that he likes him is an understatement.

When the boy's cell phone rang, Fourth Master You just glanced at the words "scam call" on it and hung up casually.

After a glove is knitted, holding it in the hand is really a bit...messy and beautiful.

Putting the glove on the boy's hand, Fourth Master You asked him, "Do you like it?"

The little boy moved his fingers.

"ugly……"

Fourth Master You: "..."

The little boy pouted. "No flowers yet."

Fourth Master You coughed, "Gloves are good for keeping warm, and they are useless if they are so beautiful. As for the flowers... this one is the right hand after weaving it, can we weave it when we weave the other one?"

The little boy nodded.

Now that it is woven, the other one will not be difficult, but the gardenia...

Two days later, Fourth Master You handed another glove with "Gardenia" to the cub's hand.

Little brat: "You said you would knit me a flowered one!"

Fourth Master You pointed to the lump of "flower" protruding from the ring finger of the glove, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Isn't this what it is?"

Little boy: "..."

No matter how wrinkled the little boy's face is, the thread is used up, so that's the only way to go.

After holding a pair of gloves in his hand and looking at it for a long time, the little boy finally fell on the bed and buried his face in the quilt for a long time.

On Fourth Master You's hanging hand, the index finger was rubbed red by the needle, he naturally wouldn't hide this hard work, picked up the little boy, and Fourth Master You intentionally put his finger in front of his eyes.

The little boy took his hand and kissed his index finger, his little face was still wrinkled.

Fourth Master You: "Keep your gloves well kept."

Little boy: "Hmm..."

The little boy looked at him and asked again: "Then can I have a not ugly one next year?"

Fourth Master You: "..."

Daozi doesn't want to go home at all these days, mainly Ruan Jianmin...

As soon as he came back today, Ruan Jianmin covered the phone as soon as he heard the voice.

The person on the phone: "Uncle Ruan, is the knife back?"

Ruan Jianmin: "Hmm..."

Talking on the phone is endless, avoiding him is the same as not avoiding him, the annoying knife wants to tear down the house.

Since the last time, Ruan Jianmin has become acquainted with You Qianliang.And Ruan Jianmin really thinks that You Qianliang is his boyfriend.

Knife didn't want to explain to the man in front of him in a serious manner.

Ruan Jianmin noticed that the knife was not happy, and said to the phone resentfully: "Qianliang, uncle hangs up the phone first."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Jianmin looked at Knife and asked, "Son, do you want to eat dumplings?"

Knife didn't eat, but he didn't want to eat the dumplings that Ruan Jianmin made three times a day.

As for why Ruan Jianmin returned to making dumplings, as long as it was because he couldn't make other things, and instant noodles with bubbles were not nutritious, he could only choose to make dumplings.

Moreover, Ruan Jianmin seems to have found another job these days.Although it seems to be quite busy, it is not as gray-haired and dirty-faced as before.

And the day before yesterday I even bought a suit of clothes for myself, even the kind of street stalls that looked like they were discounted on the street.

There was one thing that the knife didn't ask, and that was Ruan Jianmin's new job.

Knife knows that it is not easy for a man who has been in prison to find a job.so.Today's Ruan Jianmin can stand here with dignity, it should be You Qianling who helped him.

But Ruan Jianmin didn't say anything about it, and he didn't want to ask about it. Asking it would be no less than forcing Ruan Jianmin to go to the construction site again.

Seeing that the knife was silent, Ruan Jianmin rubbed his hands and asked, "Son, why don't Dad go outside and buy you something to eat?"

The knife ignored him, and walked past him into his room with a cold face.

Just because he doesn't lose his temper doesn't mean he doesn't bother about it—Ruan Jianmin accepted You Qianliang's love in his name, but in the end it seemed that he owed You Qianliang.

He had thought about what Ruan Jianmin would do if he came out more than once before, but he just wanted to think about it, but he didn't have any answers.

He didn't blame Ruan Jianmin for drug trafficking, he blamed...

His mother died within a year of his birth, so there was no relationship.Although it's a little bit flimsy to say that.But just looking at a photo, how can you feel any emotion?

He has no objection to his father's second marriage. After all, it is not easy for a man with a good temper to raise him until he is 12 years old without complaining.

But the woman slapped him and kept it from his dad.

When the father who used to be able to put a group of children of the same age on the ground for him unreasonably because of his old age became the man who looked at the red marks on his face without saying a word, the first time Once, he was afraid.

He didn't hate the woman with the bitter face, but he hated Ruan Jianmin to the bone.But in the next second, he will think of his good time again, so that all the hatred will be crushed.

How could a country man who didn't even know a few words think of selling drugs?

Ruan Jianmin was cheated, Daozi knew about it, but the 12-year-old Daozi didn't.

When Ruan Jianmin was arrested, the woman left without looking back. At that moment, the knife was used to relieve hatred. The 12-year-old looked at Ruan Jianmin, as if to say: "Look, this is why you let your son suffer. A stinky bitch who wants to be slapped!"

The knife lying on the bed regained consciousness and shrank his body.

A phone call came, from You Qianxuan, and the knife answered it.

"Hello." "Hmm..."

You Qianliang knocked on the door, and Ruan Jianmin opened the door to let him in.

When You Qianliang knocked on the door of the knife, two words were said inside, "Come in..."

You Qianliang pushed the door open and went in, Knife lay on the bed and looked at him, without getting up.

Sensing something wrong with the knife, You Qianliang looked at him without even the usual smile on his face.

"You said you were serious?"

"Correct."

Knife got up from the bed.

"Then you let me last time."

You Qianling's pupils shrank.

Knife looked at his expression and sneered a bit, "You are a man, and so am I. You can fuck me, but you can't accept this kind of thing yourself? If you just want to find someone to fuck, go to The duck shop can't find ducks..."

"Okay." You Qianling interrupted him, "Since we are here for marriage, we have to discuss things in bed. If you want to, then that's good. But I'm always traditional, and you fuck me up. You have to get the marriage certificate with me."