After crossing, let yourself go

Yan Hongzhi leaned back in his chair. He had only known the boy for a month or two. But every time he saw him, he was happy for no reason. Every time he teased him on purpose and wanted to laugh when he was embarrassed, it was also true.

I remember one time I went to the General's Mansion to look for him under the pretext of doing business. I don't even remember how many times he had used business as an excuse to look for that guy. I don't know why I wanted to hang around in front of that guy every few days.

That day, Han Jiu was lying on a low couch in the yard at noon, with his legs crossed and swinging without any seriousness, looking so leisurely. His maid, who was carrying a plate of snacks, found that she was about to speak but was stopped by herself.

He took the snacks from the maid and walked forward. When he arrived in front of Han Jiu, as expected, the boy was basking in the sun with his eyes closed and enjoying it very much. He just lowered his head and looked at him in a trance.

Perhaps because he noticed that there were more people around him, the boy opened his eyes and just happened to look at him. After a moment of hesitation, he smiled, and his smile was so beautiful, and the sunshine on his face made him so dazzling.

The boy found himself stretching out his hand and saying to himself, "Is that a snack in Hongzhi's hand? Come on, give me one."

I don't know why I picked up a piece of dessert from the plate, bent down and put it to his mouth, and the boy immediately bit off most of it.

Because the sun was hurting his eyes, he used his hands to block the sun and said with a smile, "Well, it's quite sweet, you should try it too." I don't know why, like a germaphobe, I actually opened my mouth and ate the half of the dessert he had bitten. It was so sweet, the sweetest I had ever tasted.

The boy tilted his head and looked at him, and he could still remember it vividly. Thinking of this, Yan Hongzhi stopped smiling and said, "Han Jiu, you are great." I don't know what he was thinking in his deep eyes.

Han Jiu and Old Master Liu had a very good chat. They were both from business families and naturally had a lot in common. Before leaving, the old master patted Han Jiu on the shoulder and kept saying that he should come and visit him often when he was free. He also kept telling his grandson to get along well with Han Jiu and treat him like a real brother.

Han Jiu was confused by the old man's excessive enthusiasm. He was really cunning and sly. He had to admit that the Liu Mansion was not given for nothing, and his old man was not given for nothing either. He was very cunning.

Although Master Liu is not as smart as his cunning grandfather, he is still smart. Seeing that his grandfather values ​​Han Jiu so much, he really treats Han Jiu as a real brother, even closer than a real brother.

Han Jiu was in a very good mood because of the excessive enthusiasm of the Liu family, and he and Pei Qing walked leisurely to the general's mansion. In the past, she would practice martial arts with Song Ruochen at this time, and suddenly she missed Song Ruochen and his elegant and beautiful appearance.

After turning a corner, Han Jiu and Pei Qing were chatting when suddenly an old man jumped out from somewhere and grabbed Han Jiu's sleeve. "Give me something to eat, give me something to eat and I'll exchange this for you." As he said that, he took out two tattered books from his arms and handed them to Han Jiu.

Pei Qing wanted to raise his hand to chase the old man away, but Han Jiu stopped him and said to Pei Qing, "Go to the street and buy him some buns."

Pei Qing looked at the dirty old man with concern, and when he found nothing unusual, he turned around to buy buns.

Han Jiu saw that the old man was still pulling his sleeves and didn't show any impatience. He tilted his head to look at this dirty old man. The old man would giggle from time to time, and then become serious and talk to himself from time to time. When he giggled, his saliva flowed down. Han Jiu smiled bitterly.

Pei Qing came back soon. The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the buns. He ran straight to the buns in Pei Qing's hand. Pei Qing handed them to the old man and stood beside Han Jiu vigilantly. The old man squatted on the ground and wolfed down the buns. After a while, he finished the three buns. He smiled at Han Jiu and said, "I want more. Buns, buns."

Pei Qing had to buy buns for the old man again. Han Jiu still stood there looking at the old man. He squatted on the ground and scribbled on the ground with a wooden stick, muttering "It's been stolen, it's been stolen, it's dead, it's dead."

Suddenly, he stood up as if he had thought of something, which scared Han Jiu. The old man rushed over and grabbed Han Jiu's shoulders tightly with both hands. "You're dead, you're dead, he's coming, the Black God is coming, run, yes, run!"

Then he fumbled around in his arms again and said, "Haha, I found it. They're dead, dead, haha, they're all dead, they all have to die."

He looked up at Han Jiu who had a confused look on his face and said, "Hey, give me buns, give me buns, and this." He stuffed the two tattered books in his arms into Han Jiu's arms.

"Haha, that's funny. Now no one knows about it. It's gone, haha, gone... Baozi, gone..." After saying that, he ran away trembling like crazy, and he ran so fast.

It took only a few tens of seconds from the beginning to the end for the old man to disappear without a trace. If it weren't for the two smelly and torn books in his arms, Han Jiu would almost doubt whether he had just encountered a ghost.

Just as I was about to throw these two crappy books away, I was stunned by the three words I saw from the corner of my eye. Corpse Control Technique? I quickly looked at another one. Blood Demon Technique? Holy shit, does it have to be so ridiculous? These are the two secret books that everyone is trying so hard to get?

The dirty and smelly old man just now turned out to be the great elder of the Blood Demon? This is too unbelievable, right? Did I step on dog shit? So lucky! Han Jiu looked at the two books excitedly and stuffed them into his clothes quickly when he saw that there was no one around.

When Pei Qing came back, he saw Han Jiu standing alone and asked curiously, "Where is the old man?"

Han Jiu pretended nothing happened and said, "He ran away. I guess that old man is not normal." Pei Qing couldn't know about this. He knew that he would definitely not let him read these two books.

"What about the buns?" Pei Qing was also helpless. He bought so many buns, what should he do?

Han Jiu walked up to Pei Qing, took a bun and took a bite. "We can eat it ourselves when we get home. It's delicious. Try it."

Pei Qing took a bun and took a bite. It was delicious.

Bingjian saw Chang Hao coming out and asked with lingering fear, "Will the master punish me?"

Chang Hao shook his head, "No."

"I was scared to death just now, but what is the relationship between Han Jiu and the master? Why was the master so angry just now?" Bingjian idiotically wanted to prove that he was overthinking.

Chang Hao gave him a bored look and said, "Are you an idiot? What are you still doing standing here?"

After Bingjian reacted, he slapped his forehead and said, "It's over, it's over." Then he ran away quickly.

Bing Jian looked at the sky and estimated that Han Jiu should have returned home, so he rushed straight to the general's mansion. He was relieved when he saw Han Jiu sitting in the yard with a group of people eating buns. He was scared to death.

After today, he understood one thing, that is, this young master must not cause any trouble, otherwise his life will be over.

Han Feng wiped his mouth, poured a glass of water, pushed it to Han Jiu, and poured himself a glass. "Why did you buy so many buns for no reason?"

Han Jiu patted his bulging belly and said with a smile, "I suddenly want to eat more, second brother, do you want more?"

Han Feng shook his head and said, "I can't eat anymore. I'm full."

Han Jiu said to Tian Hanfeng, "Brother, if I make a mistake, will you be angry with me?"

Han Feng asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?" He turned to ask Pei Qing beside him, "What happened to the young master?"

Pei Qing was confused. Young Master, is there anything wrong?

"Don't be nervous, second brother. I mean, if I make a mistake, will you be angry with me?" Then he turned to Pei Qing and said, "Send these buns to Chengfeng and see if he can eat them."