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¡¾Jiaoshan¡¿Stroll on a poor road

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    Fast forward two years.

    Two years later in the autumn, Xu Shuanglin was lying on the roof of the Confucianism Gate Hall, squinting his eyes at the red clouds in the sky, with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

    Few people would go up to the top of this hall, which was originally a place for him to be alone, but at this moment, there were two people sitting beside him, one on the left and one on the right.

    One is his elder brother Nangong Liu, and the other is Master Luo who is about the same age as them.

    Xu Shuanglin felt that sometimes he was like some grinning beast, easily not allowing others to invade his territory, so he didn't know why, since when would he be willing to take these two people up to the roof, and accompany him in a daze  , Look at the clouds, watch the dragonflies fly low, and the catkins float to high places.

    "Liu'er! Xu'er! Where are you?"

    Under the corridor veranda came the father's anxious and slightly annoyed voice.

    "Really, every time I ask them to help clean the yard, they run faster than rabbits, these two little brats."

    "Ah." Nangong Liu poked his head out quietly from the corner of the eaves, showing a pair of eyes, watching his father hurrying past, and then retracted his head again, "Haha, let's go."

    "The old man is also stupid." Xu Shuanglin crossed his legs lazily, looking at us with contempt, "I never knew to look for us on the roof."

    On the contrary, Luo Fenghua was a little uneasy: "Is it not good for us to do this Sigh, otherwise, you can go down in a while, don't let the Lord worry."

    "What does it matter? Anyway, the sky is falling, and we are the two of us." Nangong Liu made a face at him, "What are you worried about, Axu, are you right?"

    Xu Shuanglin was neither right nor wrong, spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth, stretched himself, sat up straight and said, "Give me the melon seeds."

    Nangong Liu poured more than half of the melon seeds he had brought into his hands, and Xu Shuanglin kowtowed slowly while squinting his eyes, looking at Luo Fenghua anxiously with some amusement.

    He spat off a piece of melon seed skin sticking to his lips, and said with a smile, "Master, are you afraid?"

    "I just don't think it's a good idea"

    "What's not so good." Xu Shuanglin said, "If the old man blames you, I will show him face."

    Luo Fenghua: ""

    Xu Shuanglin reached out to Luo Fenghua again: "Give me an orange."

    "Don't you not like to eat"

    Xu Shuanglin frowned: "Will you give me the long-winded one? I won't lift your ankle and throw you down."

    His brother came to be a good gentleman: "Axu, don't always be so fierce when talking to Master."

    "Master, what are you telling outsiders to listen to?" Xu Shuanglin said, "How can a master sneak up on the roof with his apprentice to knock melon seeds?"

    Luo Fenghua was very embarrassed by what he said, and slowly lowered his head.

    Xu Shuanglin loved to see him like this. Every time he saw him, he felt the pleasure of a bully bullying the weak. He stared at Luo Fenghua for a while, then grinned suddenly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

    "Brother Master, is what the apprentice said right?"

    Brother Shizun is a name Xu Shuanglin invented on a whim. There is intimacy in respect and teasing in intimacy, so Luo Fenghua looks very anxious and sad: "No, don't call me that."

    "The address is just a formality. This is what Master Shizun himself said."

    Luo Fenghua: ""

    After teasing him, Xu Shuanglin stretched out his hand again, begging for nothing again: "Oranges."

    "You don't like it, I only brought one, it's for Ah Liu."

    Xu Shuanglin's eyes widened, but instead of staring at Luo Fenghua, he turned to stare at his brother.

    Nangong Liu was stuffing the pastry into his mouth, when he choked suddenly, waved his hand vaguely and said: "Well, I don't really want to eat oranges today, Master, just give it to him."

    Luo Fenghua thought for a while, and said, "One and half of you."

    As he spoke, he wiped the orange on his sleeve, then peeled off the skin, trying to break it into two halves fairly, but one side was bigger and the other side was smaller.

    So Luo Fenghua seemed a little distressed.

    Probably because of his poor and helpless background, he was always troubled by such insignificant things.

    "well¡­¡­"

    "Give me the big one." Xu Shuanglin was not polite, took the oranges with a golden knife, and made a choice for Luo Fenghua who was trying to balance the bowl of water, "Give him the small one."

    Luo Fenghua said: "Don't always bully your brother"

    Before he finished speaking, his mouth was stuffed.Tone.

    "Flowers fall in the lake at three or four o'clock, and strings sing once or twice on the shore. The youngest years are the best, with light hoofs and fast horses, you can see all the flowers in the sky"

    "Master, Master, this sounds nice. Tell me, what is it called?"

    "Youth Tour." Luo Fenghua said gently, "It's a short song in Sichuan, I think it fits the occasion."

    Nangong Liu raised his head and smiled, his smile was always overly warm and flattering, but after drinking too much wine, he became a little frank and straightforward: "Hahaha, the young man is very nice, we are not the young man Qiuma,  Are you high-spirited?"

    Xu Shuanglin folded his arms and snorted coldly: "I can't memorize a book nine times, which boy is as stupid as you."

    "Oh, everyone has their own shortcomings, and everyone has their own strengths." Nangong Liu smiled, and actually had the energy to refute her younger brother, "Although you are a genius, I may also have my own talents.  "

    "you drank too much."

    Luo Fenghua also laughed, picked up the wine cup, and said: "I hope that you will spend your whole life as a weak crown, each of you will be a gentleman for a lifetime based on your strengths."

    Nangong Liu clapped his palms and hooked his younger brother's shoulders, which made Xu Shuanglin feel uncomfortable and pushed him away. Nangong Liu didn't care, and laughed loudly: "When Master said this, I suddenly remembered that although we don't let go  He Deng, but wishes must be granted, let¡¯s all make a wish.¡±

    Xu Shuanglin twitched the corner of his mouth: "I think making a wish is disgusting."

    Luo Fenghua said: "Let's write it on paper. After finishing writing, throw it into the fire, and it will come true."

    In the end, they each wrote down their wishes.  What Luo Fenghua's is, there is no need to say more, he has already mentioned it when he just made a toast.

    Nangong Liu has dyslexia, and likes to read while writing: "I hope eat well, drink well, have great prospects, live in harmony, and reunite."

    Xu Shuanglin was extremely disgusted, but the nausea was mixed with some inexplicable subtle emotions.

    He is a bastard, and not many people at home have ever paid attention to him.

    It was after Luo Fenghua came that he had companionship. He, Nangong Liu, and Shizun, they would often play and practice together.

    Rather than saying that Luo Fenghua is his master, it is better to say that he is the first best friend in his life.

    Because of Luo Fenghua's presence, he didn't even feel so envious of his elder brother's worthlessness, but he got all the attention because of his status as the eldest son.  They get along day and night, but they can see some cuteness in Nangong Liu.

    "What did Ah Xu write?"

    Xu Shuanglin didn't answer, and casually threw the paper he rolled into the firepit.

    The wish was soon engulfed by light and heat, and the splashing sparks caught his eyes.

    "Nothing written, blank paper."

    Luo Fenghua and Nangong Liu were greatly disappointed, showing some disappointed expressions.

    Xu Shuanglin grinned grinningly, with a sinister and sweet smile, with a kind of self-satisfaction born after teasing others.

    Lied to you.

    The handwriting in the ball of paper was neat, upright, stroke by stroke, serious.  It says¡ª¡ª

    Hope, Luo Fenghua, Nangong Xu, and Nangong Liu can be relatives and friends for a lifetime, eat oranges together, share pastries together, and climb the roof together.

    From a weak crown to gray hair on the temples.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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