"..." Old Lady Liu and Ashiu were dumbfounded.
Especially when facing the horrified eyes of the children turning to worship.
Ah Xiu subconsciously ordered Liu Yusheng's words to be forbidden. She said she wanted to hug, so he broke away from the old lady Liu and hugged the little baby.
"Lift high."
Lift.
"Ride a horse."
ride.
"fly."
He didn't fly, because Ashiu didn't know how to present the verb to fly.
This does not prevent the children who are gradually surrounding them from sighing and envious.
"Will ghosts be like this?" Riding on Ah Xiu's neck, Liu Yusheng was condescending, his eyes full of vigor.
The children shook their heads, "No."
"Look at what scared you just now, crying, tears and snot, are you embarrassed? Let the little children in other villages know that they can laugh at you to death."
"... 囡囡, Brother Ashiu is so good, can he let him also take us to play in the future?" Shame to another village? Certainly not! A child stumbled and asked.
"Okay, we are usually at home, you can come to my house to play with us if you have time."
"That's OK, I can't go back. Like Big Brother, he never takes us to play."
"The words count, wait for you to come." Liu Yusheng patted her little chest to make sure, then she patted Ashiu's head with her little hand, "Brother Ashiu, go home!"
Humanoid Malaysia started immediately.
Looking at the back of the three of them leaving, the child envied him, "The girl is really amazing, Brother Ashiu listens to her..."
"I want to have a brother like this too..."
The old lady Liu, who had walked far away, slowly laughed, and finally laughed a little bit awkwardly, almost out of breath.
"Oh, I didn't expect our daughters and daughters to have this set, to train the group of children to be submissive."
"What I said is the truth. Brother Ash is already good and capable."
"Yes, yes, no wonder your neighbors say that you are the king of children." The villagers dote on the nuns, and the nuns are worthy of everyone's pampering.
Especially Ah Xiu, he obeyed Nun Nun's words, said to ride a horse, so she kept riding, "Okay, there is still some way to go from home, Nun Nun, you should come down first. As Axiu is still a child, he is so supportive. The bones won’t grow taller."
"Grandma, I am not heavy." Liu Yusheng was speechless, she was really not heavy.
"You're afraid of being tired, grandma hugs you."
Without waiting for Liu Yusheng to speak this time, Ah Xiu dodges the old woman's outstretched hand, and instantly jumped far away, for fear that the little baby sitting on his neck would be robbed.
Old Lady Liu, "..." laughed again.
She was really worried just now that the children's unintentional words would hurt Ash, and she was also worried that Ash would be rejected and mocked by the children in the village.
It now appears that the child has not been affected in any way, and the daughter has solved the matter quite satisfactorily, doing better than the adults.
She can rest assured.
The young boy in front of him carried the little baby, walked easily and calmly, and was in a good mood.
The shengsheng smells good, without the smell of fireworks, and it is fragrant and sweet, like... the steamed buns that I ate in the morning.
Back home, the old woman went to the kitchen room to work for lunch.
Liu Yusheng led Ashiu to sit in the main room, and then took out a small cup of spiritual spring from the space under the pretext of going back to the room, diluted it and returned to the main room.
Lingquan water has the effect of removing decay and growing muscles, and it can also perfectly remove scars.
It's just that some things can't be too eye-catching, and they need to be gradual. Too frightening to the world, it will bring disaster to the family.
Back in the hall, the boy still sat on the stool obediently, looking at her quietly.
She tied his hair with her help, and combed it together with the bangs on his forehead, which also revealed the scars on half of his face.
Approaching and standing in front of the boy, Liu Yusheng looked at the boy's face, an extreme combination of half an angel and half a devil.
The scar is on the right face, from the bottom of the eye to the corner of the mouth and then to the base of the ear.
Rugged and uneven, granulation knots, with reddish stains, it looks ugly and hideous.
No wonder those little babies are scared.
Liu Yusheng's heart twisted slightly, bluntly pained, "Brother Ashiu, I'll apply some medicine to you, and you will be obedient. This is for treating the scars on your face. Believe me, I will definitely treat you. Heal it and become the same as before."
Ash blinked his eyes, but didn't respond.
There is no disturbance.
Dip a clean cotton ball with Lingquan water, and smear it on the scar little by little, Liu Yusheng's movements are gentle and meticulous.
Although the effect of Lingquan diminishes after dilution, stick to it, and these ugly scars can be eliminated within a few months at most.
She wanted to restore him to his original condition in three or two days, but if she did that, once things passed out, the entire Liu family and even Xinghua Village would not be at peace again.
Lingquan, will attract countless people to snatch, in the time and space of the supremacy of the emperor, she does not even have the power to resist and fight back.
As the spirit spring soaked into the skin, there was a refreshing coolness, and the boy narrowed his eyes comfortably, revealing a look of enjoyment.
When the coolness no longer lasted, the young man became dissatisfied, opened his eyes, clasped the little baby's hand to his cheek, and signaled her to continue.
Liu Yusheng was so angry and funny, his little hand pinched the other side of the boy's cheek, "You treat this as fun, don't make trouble."
After pinching, watching the young man's grievances, the corners of his lips were pursed, and he softly rubbed his hair.
Ashiu immediately became obedient.
Pour the leftover spring water to the vegetable field behind the house, Liu Yusheng set a small square table in the yard again, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a three-character classic on the paper.
The young man followed her all the way, curious about her every move.
"These are what you taught me before. I don't know if you still remember them." Thinking of the day when the teenager taught her to recite Chinese characters, Liu Yusheng smiled, with nostalgia in his eyes, "At that time we all used branches in the sand. Practice writing on the ground."
Later, when the conditions were better, he disappeared when he practiced handwriting with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Thinking of it, she seemed to have never seen him write with a brush, and she didn't know if it was the same as the one written on the sand, strong, clear and elegant.
"Brother Ashiu, come and try." Put the brush into the boy's hand and teach him the correct posture of the pen. This is what taught me."
The young man was startled, a little stunned, his eyes fell on the white paper, seeming to be puzzled by the black graphics on it.
The fingers holding the brush repeatedly, relax and pinch.
But he couldn't write anything, he didn't know what to do.
But Shengsheng was looking at him, she hoped that he could write, her face was full of expectation.
Ah Xiu became anxious, his face getting paler, fine beads of sweat leaked from his forehead, and his hands began to tremble.
No, he won't. He wants to smash the pen, tear up all the paper in front of him, and throw the entire table out!
He doesn't want to see these things!