The reason for the trees, then there are many places with trees in the city, why is there no effect?] Ye Zhao looked at the trees and frowned in confusion.
[The tree of the city?]Nie Renyan raised his eyebrows: [The trees in the city are of course different from the trees that grow naturally here, and just looking at the height of these trees, they should be old trees for many years.]
The two were chatting when they heard the sound of the key entering the keyhole from the door, and the door opened with a soft "click" after turning.
Sure enough, those two beds were reserved on purpose.
Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan looked at each other and turned to look at the door. I saw a small old man with a childish face walk in, saw the two of them stunned for a moment, then glanced at the other sleeping people, turned around and whispered to the people behind: "Be quiet, someone is here. sleep."
The little old man looked a little strange, with a long goatee on his chin. He didn't look too cold at all in the cold weather, but his nose was a little red, I don't know if it was because Frozen outside. With one hand resting on a yellow cloth pocket hanging diagonally by his side, he stroked his beard with the other, with square steps under his feet, and his waist was straight, looking so fine, he couldn't tell how old he was.
Behind him was a boy with a round face that looked like he was only about ten years old. After he entered the door, he saw Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan smiling politely. The dimples on one side of his face made him look a little shy. Unlike the little old man who only had a cloth bag hanging all over his body, in addition to the same yellow cloth bag diagonally straddling him, he also carried a not very big cowhide bag in each hand, but it seemed to contain a lot of things, and he walked as he walked. Shaking, making a "ding ding ding ding" sound.
As soon as the little old man heard the voice, he immediately changed his stern manner, turned around and pointed his feet to the boy's nose, raised his face and whispered, "Let's light it up, this is a concert. Na!"
Being trained in the presence of outsiders, the boy blushed to the tip of his ears. He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand and scratch his head, but he forgot that he was still carrying a cowhide bag in his hand, and there was another burst of "tinkling and clanging".
Xia Zhiming and the others turned over one after another, and they tended to wake up one after another.
"You!" The little old man glanced back at them, then turned to stare at the boy, stroked his beard regretfully, and said angrily, "Why did I accept such a stupid boy!"
"Teacher, teacher, teacher, master," the boy said with a face full of I'm sorry for you, "I, I, I will make up, make up, make up IQ..."
The little old man looked miserable, sat down on the lower bunk and waved at him weakly: "Fix the fart!"
The bed creaked a few times, Luo Xiaochen and the others all sat up, Xia Zhiming rubbed his brows, looked at the two people who came out of the room, and said, "This is... have you lived together?"
Luo Xiaochen and Fang Siyuan were still a little confused. After listening to Xia Zhiming's words, they looked at the little old man and his little apprentice foolishly. It took a long time to realize that these two were going to live here with them.
When the little old man saw that everyone was awake, he no longer held back