[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

Ji Lan was startled, and retorted a little weakly: "Of course I know, but I really can't learn this."

He shrank himself in the seat: "Although I know that my talent is very strong, I can't force things that I can't learn!"

Duan Li closed his eyes and didn't speak anymore. He didn't need to point fingers at other people's lives, and his own set of methods probably only he could understand.

Anyway, not everyone sees through it as early as he does. The care and love of their parents is enough for them to stay in the carefully woven flower net and fall into the black net of society when they feel the safest.

The water flow by the Zhangcheng River sometimes rushes and sometimes eases. With the sunshine, it exudes sparkling luster. Many people sit under the bridge with fishing rods and horses, fishing and playing leisurely.

"Hey, kids go over there to play, you scared all my fish away!" The old man knocked on the ground with his crutches, stood up and ran a few steps forward to scare them, and the children ran away immediately.

As a result, before the old man could sit down, the children who had already run away sneaked and hid behind the stone, poking their heads like kittens stealing fish.

"Brother, I left my shells there. The teacher asked us to pick them up and wear them into a bracelet for homework." The slightly shorter little girl squinted her mouth aggrievedly, looking at the shells not far away.

The little boy rubbed her head and swore: "Be good, brother will bring it back for you."

"We just picked up a shell and didn't speak loudly, obviously it was his own voice that scared the fish away, and it's our fault!"

"That's right, you blame us even if you can't catch fish yourself, it's shameless to bully children!"

"Okay, don't talk about it." The little boy whispered: "I run fast and it's not easy to be caught up. You guys go up first, and I will get the shells by myself."

The little boy saw the gap and rushed out to pick up the shells scattered on the ground. When he was about to run back, he tripped over a stone under his feet and was caught by the old man.

"Hey! Why are you so disobedient, kid? Didn't you see that I was fishing here? I have no education at all!" The old fishing man threw his pole and came over cursingly, pulled up the little boy and threw him into the nearby bridge hole.

"We were just picking up shells quietly by the side, but you blamed us kids even though you couldn't catch any fish yourself!" The little boy retorted loudly, stubborn like a puppy who was irritated, and looked back vigilantly. Withdrew.

Although the river was lively, there were also a lot of people, so they simply found a quiet place to pick up shells, so there was no one around here.

Moreover, there was a huge disparity in strength between an adult and a child, and the little boy felt fear in his heart.

No matter how mature he is, he is still only a half-grown child, and he has never encountered such a situation.

"Why are you crying! There's a man-eating vagabond living in this bridge hole, and the one he likes the most is your skinny and tender children. Be careful to wake him up!" The old man pretended to scare him, from which Get a secret pleasure.

At the same time, the person hidden in the depths of the bridge cave moved according to the situation, and the dizzy head made Shixia gasp, almost fainted by the smell on his body.

"It's so noisy...what's going on outside?"

[It seems like you are bullying a child?Does the host feel uncomfortable now? 】Zero Seven asked uncertainly.

Compulsive extraction and release have certain risks, and it is more likely that it will not match the host body. It is very likely that the release will become a fool, but the host seems to be fine now.

The little boy's sneezing didn't stop, he hiccupped a few times along with the crying, shivering and shivering: "You lied! My mother said that there is obviously a street performer living here, and he will be gone in a few days." Let’s go, I’ve heard him sing before!”

The old man snorted and said as if it meant something: "Tch, you also know that he is not from here. I often fish here and know better than you. He will catch children in the middle of the night and drag them in to eat them, and then take them the next day." Feed the bones to stray dogs!"

Shi Xia who was about to come out: "..."

The little boy cried louder, obviously frightened.

The old man wanted to say something at first, but he met the person who came out of the bridge hole, and a cold air shot up from behind, making him shiver abruptly.

The young man suddenly closed his eyes as if he hadn't seen the light for a long time, his messy long hair covered half of his face, and he could only see the unshaven chin and the clothes he hadn't changed for a long time.

Shi Xia took out his mobile phone and shook it at him: "Slandering constitutes a crime, be careful and I will sue you."

The old man who is over half a century old must not be able to compete with the strong young man. He took his fishing rod and Maza and left cursing, leaving behind a tearful little Douding.

"Wow... I don't eat well, I just... hiccup, picking up shells with my sister, I didn't mean to disturb you." The little boy cried very sadly, curled up in a small corner and wiped his tears.

In the end, I was tired from crying and didn't hear any movement nearby. The palms covering my eyes were exposed and I looked out quietly, and saw that person washing his face by the river.

The water in autumn was cold, and Shixia washed his face expressionlessly, revealing a pretty face, heaved a sigh of relief, and tied up his half-length hair behind with a rubber band.

Fortunately, the original owner's appearance is not bad, otherwise, let alone what Mr. Xiao has in mind, Shixia himself would lose his appetite for a while.

"Don't cry anymore?" Shixia said lazily to the little boy who was rubbing beside him, handed him the cleaned shells by the way, and slid across the water with calloused fingertips.

"How do you know I'm here!" The little boy tentatively took the clean shell in his hand with his big red eyes open from crying, seeing his clean face, his heart immediately moved. Lost all defenses.

"Uncle looks so good-looking!"

Children still have a certain affinity for good-looking people, not to mention that the strange uncle in front of him didn't hurt him as the man said just now, and even washed him shells.

The corners of Shi Xia's mouth twitched when he surpassed his elder brother to become an uncle, so there is some truth in saying that some people don't like children.

He pinched the little boy's cheeks and pulled them on both sides, his brows were lazy but not annoying: "Brother."

The little boy slurred his speech when he pulled him: "Obviously it's Shushu! Mom said that everyone with beards is Shushu!"

Tokia: "..."

"Do you know how to get to the city center?" He pressed the power button of the phone. Unfortunately, the battery should have been turned off long ago. As for taking out the phone just now, it was of course a scare.

The little boy said a location, at least a few kilometers away from this place, Tokia rubbed his head, stood up and led them to the bridge together.

"Brother!" The little girl who was waiting on the bridge threw herself into the boy's arms like a small cannonball. There were tears in her beautiful eyes, but she still held back her tears.

"Why are you alone?"

"They said they were going home very late, so I'll wait for you here by myself." The little girl answered obediently. After the two children finished talking, the little boy remembered the strange uncle. There were only the two of them left on the surface.

The city at night is far more lively than during the day. If there are workers who shuttle around the city during the day, then the night is a paradise for them after a hard day.

Duan Li was sitting at the window looking out the door, none of the lights in the room were turned on, only the street lamps by the side of the road illuminated his face flickering on and off, making the already remote path even more gloomy.

The ringing of the phone broke the silence in this remote corner, Duan Li's eyes became turbulent when he heard the voice outside.

"Mr. Xiao, have you returned to Zhangcheng? Do you want to come to Zhongyuan Road Square to pick up your housekeeper?"

Shi Xia's smiling voice came from the phone, fresh and real, it seemed like a dream to Duan Li for a while.