Xiaoshan Yeyu Susili

---A few years are fleeting

At this time, in the Mantuo Mountain Villa, in the camellia flower garden surrounded by rocks and pillars

I saw a young man in Tsing Yi jumping out from among the clusters of camellias. He looked about ten years old, his face was stained with a little dust due to a careless touch, but his features were still beautiful, and his eyes were even more lively.It is very cute to see that although the face is not fully grown, it is handsome.

The young man stretched his legs back and forth unhurriedly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he approached and blew the butterfly stopped between his fingers, and he flapped his wings and flew away in shock.

"Hahaha~"

This move made him laugh out loud from the bottom of his heart.

He used his fingers as a sword and walked uninterruptedly to tease other butterflies, his whole body was graceful and agile.The sword in the hand is light and agile, and the strokes are continuous and continuous, really leisurely and unrestrained.If he grows up, he should be such a handsome young man.

"Wuji, Wuji."

Hearing this series of calls suddenly, Wuji turned his head to look with bright eyes, and when the familiar figure completely saw him, he quickly rushed to the edge of a bunch of flowers and covered his mouth.

"It's time for dinner, where did this kid go to play?"

Yin Susu yelled again and again, but she didn't respond, she walked forward a few steps, saw a corner of her clothes not far away from the corner of her eye, raised her eyebrows, and said deliberately

"Since you don't know if you're coming back, why not just feed his share to the fish."

Said to go back.

"Hey don't don't!"

Whoops, she heard this just as she finished speaking, and Wuji appeared from the flowers not far away.

"You still know it."

Wuji smiled flatteringly at her, jumped lightly to a branch, picked off a flower, walked up to her, and pinned it on the end of her hair

"Flowers should be matched with beauties, my good mother, don't feed Wuji's meal to the fish."

As he spoke, he pulled her sleeves and acted like a baby.

Every time he succumbed like this, she lost all anger, and she didn't know who inherited it.

Yin Susu looked at him amusedly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his brow

"You, you, please don't play too crazy. You can see that your face is dirty and you still have clothes. Go and change your hands and wash your hands before you come over for dinner."

"Good Le!"

Wuji knew that she was not angry anymore, he jumped up and took two steps, then fell back and kissed her on the face before running away

"I know you are the best, mother."

"...this kid"

Yin Susu touched the side of the kissed face, and shook her head helplessly.

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"Mom, eat more."

Wuji picked up a chopstick of eggplant stew and put it in her bowl, with a look of "begging for praise" that immediately made Yin Susu cute.

"Why is my son so good~"

She pulled him violently into her arms and kissed him.

The narcissistic fart with the lipstick marks on her face and her hair down reminded her suddenly of someone

...Yang Xiao

This name has always been in her heart that she dare not touch.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing her absent-minded look, Wuji waved his hand in front of her.

"It's nothing."

Yin Susu shook her head, thought for a while, and opened her mouth tentatively

"Wuji, do you miss your father?"

"father?"

Wuji was stunned for a moment, then he returned to his previous state and took a mouthful of food

"Didn't mother say that father died long before I was born? Maybe the grass on the grave is taller than me. Besides, I just want mother, grandpa and uncle to love me."

Yin Susu choked, and she said the same thing, now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, why bother with mediocrity.

"Wuji, we've lived here for a long time, mother will take you to another place to play, okay?"

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"Ma'am, you can live in this house as long as it suits you."

Yin Susu looked around, the room was not big enough for her and her son to live for a while, and there was a small courtyard outside.Wuji got impatient waiting outside the house, so he turned around and yelled at her

"Mom, I'm going to play nearby."

"Remember not to go too far."

Wuji got her mother's permission, and happily ran to the neighborhood to play around. When passing by a farmhouse, he heard the sound of arguing inside.

"You're a wild child!"

"There are mothers but no fathers!"

A sentence of irritating words came to his ears, and he couldn't help clenching his fists when he heard it. He walked a few steps closer, only to see that the curse words were all directed at a little girl.

The little girl looked young, about six or seven years old. Hearing what they said, she rushed over and punched the leading fat man.

"You are the wild child!"

As he spoke, he wrestled.

Yo, this little girl is quite straightforward.Wuji stared outside the door for a while, but was mistaken for the little girl's helper by the people inside, and then was dragged into the battle ring.

After the fight, the two of them sat on the stone steps of another alley. Wuji rolled up his sleeves and looked at the bruise on his left arm, then looked down at the torn pants, wondering if his mother would see them when he got home What will happen next...

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

The little girl looked at his frowning, thinking that those people had hurt him just now, and burst into tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, brother doesn't hurt."

Unexpectedly, the little girl cried when she posted it, and Wuji was a little dumbfounded.

"Just now my brother was punched a few times in front of Buhui. It must be very painful. I will help my brother blow it off, and it won't hurt anymore."

As he spoke, he carefully took his injured arm, pouted and blew gently.

"My brother doesn't hurt, so don't cry."

Wuji patted her little head, looked at the passing old man selling candied haws, trotted a few steps to buy a bunch, and handed it to the little girl.

"Let's eat, my brother invites you. My mother said that meeting is a fate. My name is Wuji and your name is Buhui. Our names sound like a match."

"... Wuji? No regrets?"

I don't regret not understanding the deep meaning of these two names, but I just think it's very nice to say it from my little brother's mouth, so I can't help but pursed my lips and laughed.

"It's good if you laugh, don't cry anymore, come and eat a candied haws."

Seeing her smile again, Wuji also heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but he couldn't help but regret it. In the end, the two of them ate the bunch of candied haws before going home.