Chapter Eighty-fifth of the main text volume of Molin Well, maybe the face is still natural, but the body is actually ready for various stresses.
The blind man sighed,
Looking at the finely crumbled noodle pancakes that he just tore into the bowl, he hesitated as he wanted the boss to reheat the soup in the bowl.
It seems that if he continues to sit like this downstairs at this time, it may be more dangerous later, but he is still a little bit reluctant to part with his "achievements".
The blind man is not a person who likes to cause trouble, and he doesn't like to watch the excitement, so he finally picked up the bowl, stood up, walked to the counter, found the waiter, and gave him a piece of silver:
"Add soup, sprinkle some green onion and coriander, and send it to my house."
"Okay, lord, just wait, it will be delivered later."
The blind man clapped his hands in satisfaction and walked up the stairs.
And at this time, the man below who called out "wild species" laughed loudly after hearing that the swordsman holding the child actually admitted that he was a wild species:
"Brother, you wear this hat really well. Could it be that the mother-in-law ran away with someone and left a seed that wasn't yours for you to think about?"
The swordsman didn't agree anymore, because the crying of the child in his arms was already a little hoarse.
The swordsman said to the little boy beside him:
"Is there goat's milk?"
"Hey, guest officer, the small shop doesn't have this kind of preparation. If you go further east, you might have one. It is said that there was a war there just now. My good guy, I have stolen a lot of cattle and sheep from the snow field."
The swordsman shook his head helplessly,
And said:
"Is there any rice soup?"
"Be objective, wait a moment, I'll tell the back kitchen to cook."
"Hey, why bother, can't you just call a big girl from the red tent to feed the baby?" The man shouted again.
Someone at the next table said:
"There's no milk in that field."
"It's okay, I will plant the land first, and then come to nurse this child, hahahaha"
The kid who just went up the stairs to the second floor shook his head slightly. This kind of provocative level is a bit embarrassing. He forced hatred for the sake of attracting hatred, low level.
The work of people in the rivers and lakes is still too rough.
The blind man couldn't help but focus on the group of people who were standing by the railing on the second floor as if they were "releasing the wind".
It was the swordsman who was holding the child and looking for food for the child. The blind man had some expectations for him inexplicably.
It doesn't matter to the blind if the child is not a child. The blind man doesn't care much about what it is. He is just a spectator, a blind spectator.
Down below, the swordsman is still clumsily coaxing the child. It can be seen that the swordsman has never raised a child, and his posture in holding the child is not right. For this child, he is quite caring.
The blind man yawned, it seems that because the swordsman stopped fighting, the big man who made trouble couldn't continue, so the plot below fell into a certain stagnation.
But soon, the original man left his dining table, walked over, and shouted:
"Cry, cry, cry, cry until my forehead hurts, get out of here!"
Speaking,
The man reached out to grab the child.
?The blind man shook his head, sighed, ruined, ruined, since he just tore his face off, why did he take off his pants and fart before?
At this time, the blind man clearly noticed that the hands of the people beside him were silently put into their sleeves.
have to,
The blind man turned around, pushed open the door of his guest room, and walked in.
Then across the door,
Learn more about "watching a play".
The man's hand grabbed the baby and took it directly from the swordsman's hand.
A little rude and reckless, but the strange thing is that after the child fell into the hands of the man, he stopped crying.
The swordsman was slightly surprised,
Immediately there was some anger again,
After coaxing him for so long, the child is still in constant distress. How could someone else stop crying?
It's also hard for you to say whether the child simply doesn't like this swordsman, or justBy the side, the store sent the rice porridge over.
Upstairs,
After the old man drank two cups by himself,
There was a faint blush on the cheeks,
squinting at the blind man,
road:
"Your lord, do you know that there is no peace here today?"
The blind man shook his head and said:
"not my business."
"Hey, you didn't drink the old man's wine. After all, the old man owes you a little favor. Let's do this. If something happens later, the old man can protect you."
It is very worthwhile to exchange a small half bowl of steamed buns for a life, but the blind man said:
"Old man, just sit here and don't go anywhere. I still have some oranges here. You can peel and eat them slowly. If you don't come out of this guest room, I can keep you safe."
The old man frowned slightly, and for a moment he couldn't hold the "blind man" in front of him, whether he was joking or really meant something.
In the rivers and lakes, there is a mixture of good and bad, there are heretics who rely on one mouth to make a living, and there are also ruthless people who hide in the real white dragon fish suit.
On the contrary, it was a young girl, who just ate something, woke up, and shouted to the blind man:
"Hey, blind man, do you know who my grandfather is?"
The blind man was already lying on the bed and replied:
"Superb."
The girl was choked.
Originally, introducing the identity of my grandfather was my favorite thing to do, and it was so pleasant to watch the other person's eyes become surprised and flatter, but the blind man in front of him didn't help him build the ladder at all and climbed up first!
"well."
The old man sighed,
road:
"My lord, the little old man is also a man who can't help himself in the rivers and lakes."
The blind man stopped talking, didn't bother to talk, turned his body to one side, ready to sleep, and didn't care if the young and old hadn't left his room yet.
At this moment,
The calm below was broken,
The man was holding the child, and several companions around him got up together. They didn't even intend to feed the rice porridge, and they were about to leave the inn.
Unexpectedly, suddenly a tall woman stood up, patted her chest and said:
"I have milk, and after all, I have to let the child eat a little before I can go on the road. If such a small doll is hungry, something big will happen."
The man holding the doll scolded directly:
"Go back and nurse your man!"
As he spoke, he wanted to leave.
"Shua!"
In an instant,
A group of people around the woman drew their weapons and surrounded her directly.
The man hugged the child, looked around, not afraid, but snorted coldly, and said:
"Hehe, don't you want to fight, come on, grandpa didn't get scared too much!"
In the guest room on the second floor, the girl shouted to the blind man who seemed to be asleep;
"Hey, blind man, it's getting lively down there, won't you listen?"
The blind man waved his hand, indicating that he was too lazy to listen, but in fact he had been "watching".
The girl didn't want to give up, and said:
"Do you know who the man who is shouting is? Heroic man of Jin Dynasty, Ding Heng with a guillotined sword, a fifth-rank martial artist, he can perform superbly with a big sword."
The blind man rolled his eyes in his heart, what the hell name.
"Do you know the woman who said she wanted to help nurse the child, her name is Cui Linfeng, the second head of Naixi Water Village, she is good at using mother-child flying knives, and is also good at giving birth to children. It is said that she already has eight children."
"You know"
The blind man is bored,
directly said:
"Then do you know who the one below who came in with the baby earlier?"
As soon as this remark came out,
Not only the girl's eyes widened,
Even the old man immediately looked at the blind man, with surprise in his eyes;
In the guest room, a needle can be heard for a while.