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Volume 2: Dance of the Zombies Chapter 264: Mom, uncle, what are you doing?

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    "Should I hug her and comfort her? Or just let her lean on my chest?" Chang Shan had a hard time choosing between these two ideas!

    If it were in the past life, as the innocent self without a trace of evil, Chang Shan would definitely not have the courage and courage to embrace a woman because of his shyness as a young virgin, even if he is actively embraced by a beautiful woman like now.  , even though he longs in his heart to hold the beautiful woman in front of him tightly in his arms, Chang Shan will also tremble and shudder with lust and lack of courage. His hands would rather embrace the air than dare to embrace the beauty, and be a reality.  version of Liu Xiahui!

    But after being reborn, Chang Shan is no longer the simple self he once was, not to mention he has several wives!  I have seen a lot of things and learned a lot about the world and people. A small hug with a woman is definitely an unexpected enjoyment rather than a suffering.  But for some reason, the harmonious scene between the crying woman in front of him and his daughter was firmly remembered in Chang Shan's mind, making him unable to bear to blaspheme her.

    "Hey, if you want to save face and suffer, I might as well give you a hug, just to experience the beautiful feeling of losing the hug with my mother?"

    For a long time, I felt a slight soreness and swelling in my hands that were placed high in the air, and then I looked at Tang Wanrong in my arms, who was crying endlessly without stopping at all.  , Chang Shan couldn't help but retreat from his original intention!

    But before Chang Shan could take action, a clear homonym belonging to the third person came.  Suddenly it came over, which directly killed his inner plan and became the moon in the mirror.

    "Mom, uncle, what are you doing?"

    The little girl Tingting poked her little head out from behind the curtain with a puzzled look on her face, and looked at Chang Shan and Tang Wanrong with curiosity.  But from her slightly raised mouth.  Chang Shan saw a hint of anger and a questioning tone.

    ""

    At this moment, Chang Shan is a bit mute and eats Coptis chinensis.  There is a feeling of indescribable pain!  I wanted to explain, but under the little girl's innocent gaze, everything turned into a blank.  In the end, there was only a helpless sigh.

    In this situation, what can I say?  Other little girls saw it. Not only did they see their mother hugging themselves, but they were also crying very sadly in their arms!

    ¡°If I can¡¯t explain it well, or if she says it but doesn¡¯t believe it, I¡¯m afraid that the curiosity and confusion on her little face at this moment will immediately turn into a bitter look, and another cry will be added!

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    Silence, silence.  Silence, silence, silence after silence

    After hearing her daughter¡¯s words, Tang Wanrong, who was brought back from the bitter memories, also noticed that she didn¡¯t know when she ran into the arms of the man in front of her.  She was still crying in his arms. This posture was so ambiguous, especially when her daughter Tingting tilted her little head to see this scene!

    "ah¡­¡­"

    After screaming uncontrollably, Tang Wanrong quickly stopped crying, and used her hands to push herself out of Chang Shan's chest.  But her pretty face was red and cute.

    After the two people separated in a hurry, Chang Shan also made a big blush. He had no experience in resolving the embarrassing situation in front of him, so Chang Shan had to choose to escape. While blowing a rogue whistle, he turned his eyes to one side and looked around, but he didn't dare.  Looking at the little girl and her mother next to them, they look like they were caught and raped on the spot, and they have no words to explain, which shows a very guilty conscience!

    Looking at Chang Shan's performance, Tang Wanrong couldn't help but pursed her lips in a funny way. Finally, she hurriedly walked to her daughter Tingting, hugged her, kissed her forehead, lowered her head and kissed her very hard.  He explained to the little girl in a shy tone:

    "My uncle just said that his heart hurts and he asked his mother to listen to it to see if there is anything wrong. Have you forgotten that your mother is a doctor?"

    "Oh, I see!"

    The little girl seemed to accept her mother's answer. The corner of her mouth that could hang a soy sauce bottle just now disappeared. She hurried to Chang Shan and said to Chang Shan with a very worried look on her face.

    "Uncle, are you still hurting now? Do you want Tingting to rub it for you? In the past, when my mother had a stomachache, Tingting would always rub it for her. Every time Tingting rubbed her mother's stomach, the pain disappeared!  "

    "Uh no, no need! Uncle doesn't feel any pain now, so there's no need to trouble Tingting!"

      Seeing Tingting raising her head seriously and looking left and right at her, Chang Shan felt even more guilty!

    ¡°I feel like a big bad wolf lying to a little white rabbit when I lie to such a cute child. It¡¯s very bad and evil, and it fills my heart with guilt.

    ¡°But women are still thoughtful, and they immediately found a reason for their heartache, and the misunderstanding was turned into nothing.  If I explain it myself, I am afraid that one trouble will not be solved, and it will cause the second and third troubles.

    "Oh then mom, why were you crying just now?"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????? It seemed that after really confirming that there was no problem with Chang Shan and that there was no need to rub it by herself, the little girl then used her little hands to pat her chest very hard, looking like a little adult who was relieved.  But he turned around and expressed his doubts to his mother.

    "Just nowjust now my mother made an error in her examination. She thought that your uncle was going to die, so she became anxious and cried!"

    With the first lie, Tang Wanrong told the second lie effortlessly. I really don¡¯t know if she didn¡¯t want to show her weak side in front of her daughter, or if she really didn¡¯t want to be embarrassed with Chang Shan anymore.  !

    "Okay, it's getting late, uncle is leaving!"

    Once the embarrassment was over, Chang Shan felt that he had no reason to stay. He stood up directly, touched the head of Tingting, a cute little girl, and prepared to leave.

    "Where does my uncle live? I want to see my uncle off so that he can come and play with you later!"

    Hearing that Chang Shan was about to leave, the little girl had a smile on her face just now, so she immediately wrote the word "reluctant to leave", grabbed Chang Shan's hand, raised her head and asked expectantly.

    "Where does my family live?"

    When asked by the little girl, Chang Shan suddenly thought that he had just entered the city. It seemed that he didn¡¯t have a place to live yet, and he didn¡¯t have any familiar relatives to seek refuge with. Could it be that he really had to sleep on the streets?

    "If you don't have a place to live now, if you don't mind it, just stay here for a while!"

    Seeing Chang Shan dumbfounded by her daughter's unintentional words, Tang Wanrong suddenly remembered that Chang Shan was new here, and remembered that not only did he not care about stealing his things, but he also took the initiative to give them to him.  He took the initiative to express his gratitude for a bag of beef jerky.

    "Umokay then!"

    Suddenly remembering that the beautiful wife in front of him was one of the thirteen destined people, and she still had a famous sword in her body, Chang Shan nodded and agreed.

    No matter what, you have to find a reason to tie the two mother and daughter in front of you to your chariot. You must know that everyone who can recognize the owner of the sword is a person with great luck.

    It¡¯s winter now, and the weather is still very cold. Sleeping out all night is nothing for Chang Shan with his current physical condition, but it¡¯s always good to avoid freezing, although it¡¯s also very ventilated here.

    How could I take the initiative to invite a strange man to live with me?  Is it ****??

    Although Chang Shan agreed heartlessly, Tang Wanrong felt very uneasy in her heart. However, she developed an inexplicable trust in this man whom she had only been in contact with for less than two hours. This trust was very  Misty and wonderful, yet real.

    ¡°Dong dong dong¡­¡±

    Suddenly, a rough gong sound came through in the dark night. It was very loud and harsh in this silent night.

    "Ah it's time to eat, it's time to eat, Tingting has been starved to death for a long time, uncle, mother, let's go eat!"

    "Mr. Changshan, come with us!"

    "What?" Chang Shan was a little confused about what the mother and daughter in front of him said.

    But Chang Shan was dumbfounded, but Tang Wanrong and Tingting were not dumbfounded. They saw the two women groping in the corner of the tent, took out three iron tools that looked like wrists, and pulled Chang Shan to the left and right.  He ran outside, looking like he was in a hurry and running faster than Chang Shan.

    After walking out of the tent, Chang Shan found that the streets that were deserted just now were already crowded with people shoulder to shoulder. They all looked more anxious than Tang Wanrong and her daughter, and they were swarming to a certain place.

    An hour later, after a long queue of pushing and shoving, Chang Shan, led by Tang Wanrong and Tingting, came back with a so-called clear soup. As for Chang Shan, he knew what the sound of the gong was!

    It turns out that it is used as a signal to distribute food every day. Those with quick hands can use it toIt's so slow that if you miss it, you will have to endure hunger and wait until it is distributed at once.

    But looking at the clear soup in his hand, it was difficult for Chang Shan not to curse the word "profiteer". He was so clear-headed!

    It¡¯s a little stronger than clear water, at least it¡¯s a bit white and the color of rice water, and a few solitary rice grains can¡¯t even cover the bottom of the bowl.  There was not even a trace of oily smoke on the soup surface, not even a vegetable leaf. Chang Shan even had ten thousand reasons to believe that there was absolutely no salt added to the bowl of clear soup in his hand.

    ps: Thanks to "I'm Not a Literary Talent" and "Shadow Sniper" for the rewards, and the monthly pass of "¡îBlue¡ïDragon¡ð". Yesterday, I had four updates and 12,000. Today, I was delayed and could only update two!  .  .  )

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