Kid, come to the bowl

After Gong Xiliang remembered the past with Bu Shenghua, he didn't reject him so much, but relied on him more, and he had to huddle with him when eating, drying herbs, and he gradually followed behind Bu Shenghua, like a little follower No matter how much Tang Qi cheated, she couldn't cheat her.

At night, there was lightning and thunder outside, and a roar suddenly sounded, waking up the small body on the bed.

Gong Xiliang sat up, looked at the flashing thunder and lightning outside, her eyes widened suddenly, the roaring sound was very similar to that terrible night, when the heavy beams of the house collapsed, it was this sound that resounded throughout ear...

"Brother...Brother..."

Gong Xiliang sat on the bed and grinned and burst into tears, as if the sky had collapsed. Not long after, Bu Shenghua came over with clothes on, seeing Gong Xiliang sitting on the bed crying miserably, feeling a little helpless and distressed .

"Scared? Liang'er is not afraid, I am here, not afraid..."

Bu Shenghua hugged him in his arms, patted the little guy on the back, and gave him comfort.

"Huahua...I want my brother...I want my brother..."

Gong Xiliang buried her head in his arms, her snot and tears rubbed against his chest, Bu Shenghua rubbed her head, where could he find a brother for him, it seems that coaxing children is really not his forte.

"Okay, Liang'er, be good, Liang'er won't cry, I won't leave, I'll stay with you here, okay?"

The little guy pursed his mouth, obviously feeling that it is not impossible for the person in front of him to replace his brother, but he still misses Gong Li more, but since there is one right now, let's just make do with it...

Afterwards, Bu Shenghua found helplessly that this little devil clings to him even more, and even if there is no thunder or rain, he must squeeze into the same bed with him. Although he is helpless, but thinking of the poor life experience of this little guy, there is no way to refuse. It's hard to say, so I had to leave it to him.

Tang Qi, on the other hand, always likes to talk about things, and Gong Xiliang, who is always angry, chased him and beat him. The originally quiet and quiet Huanxiang Pavilion, because of the two guys, one big and one small, made a lot of noise, but , it doesn't seem so bad...

--------------------------------Five years later--------------- ---------------------

At the end of Ducheng Avenue, a small group of girls gathered around the door of the Huanxiang Pavilion early in the morning, whispering softly, and shy laughter from time to time. When the exquisitely carved wooden door of the Huanxiang Pavilion opened, At that time, the girls suddenly lost their restraint and rushed forward...

"Mr. Bu, I want to buy essential oils for bathing and washing, and I want 'rich peony'."

"Master Bu, I want to..."

"I asked for it first."

"Master Bu, I want 'Dark Fragrance'!"

Several girls huddled together and refused to let anyone in. When they were arguing, a handsome young man about fourteen or fifteen years old stepped forward and shouted: "Everyone has a share, everyone don't quarrel!" , everyone line up, okay? I'll pack it for everyone myself, okay?"

"Ah, Mr. Bu did it himself?"

"Okay, okay, let's stop arguing..."

The girls quickly calmed down and obediently waited for the young man to help them pack the flavors and fragrances. Just as a group of little girls who didn't know what restraint was, staring at the busy figure behind the wooden cabinet, they let out an untimely yawn. The sound broke this beautiful morning.

"Ah... Liang Liang, you woke up really early, hiss... it's so cold."

Tang Qi stretched her waist, she was dressed in a dark red robe, sloppy inside, crooked, her long hair was still tied casually, just like the sloppy look a few years ago, when she saw the group of people lying in front of the wooden cabinet looking at her with disdain. Looking at his girls, Tang Qi rolled her eyes and turned a blind eye.

Bu Shenghua was responsible for this situation, saying that Gong Xiliang’s identity could not be concealed, he changed his name to Bu Xiliang, and asked him to appear in the Huanxiang Pavilion as a perfumer’s servant, when asked by outsiders, Let’s just say he was his apprentice…

After walking straight into the wooden cabinet, he put Bu Xiliang's shoulders and said, "Liangliang, it's very cold in the morning, look, your hands are red from the cold, let me do it."

"Okay, then I'll go to the attic to water the flowers." Bu Xiliang smiled at him, turned around and prepared to walk to the back hall.

"Hey, it's so cold in the morning, what kind of broken flowers are you watering?" Tang Qi immediately blamed Bu Shenghuajin for raising some weird flowers and plants at home, and they wouldn't freeze to death under such heavy frost!

"Liang'er, if you have nothing to do, come over and help me copy some documents for the ingredients."

Sitting behind the copywriter not far away, Qingxi, who was busy, called out.

"Okay, Uncle Qing."

Bu Xiliang ran over immediately, but Tang Qi was dissatisfied again: "It's so cold, why don't you copy it yourself, torture my Liangliang, put it there, Liangliang, when I'm done I'm done to copy."

Qing Xi glanced at him speechlessly, "When did Liang'er become your family?"

"Of course it belongs to my family. He is now my cousin's apprentice. He and my cousin are in the same family. My cousin and I are in the same family. According to seniority, I am still his cousin's uncle. Why are we not a family?" people?"