The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

Walking in a hurry, Ah Qi's face unconsciously carried a hint of the sweetness of returning home. Thinking of the person who was waiting, he felt that everything is beautiful.

The gravel path cannot hide the black and yellow soil underneath, and the fields that are faintly visible beside the road are like pieces of uneven green jade chessboards, lingering towards the end of the eyes, and in the rice fields, faintly shaking figures are working hard Working hard, even though the sun was high in the sky, there were satisfied smiles on their faces.

Farther away, there are a few thatched cottages in a patchwork pattern, which come into view with a unique charm in the green fields.

Ah Qi calmly collected all these most ordinary scenes into his heart, the smile on that ice-cold jade face became more and more real, he was wearing coarse clothes, and under his feet were some worn-out cloth shoes , on his body, he was still carrying his head covered in mud. He was obviously dressed in a country style, but because of the smooth texture and the tall and slender figure under the thin material, the back The older girl and the younger daughter-in-law blushed.

"Abandoned child, if you laugh again, the threshold of your family will probably be broken again!"

Some people who looked back by chance and saw that smiling person laughed with good intentions.

"Haha, yes! Look at those girls behind you, they have never given up!"

"How can it be, my son still needs to support his younger brother, such a good son, has been delayed..."

"That's a good kid too, what a pity, what a pity..."

Compared with the kind ridicule just now, this sentence seems to be filled with sighs and regrets.

Ah Qi's footsteps stopped, the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared, the ice color in his eyes, under the shining golden sunlight, seemed to be tinged with warmth.

The sigh behind him didn't reduce his good mood at all, but instead gave him some other kind of satisfaction. As long as he thought that that person had to depend on him to survive, he would be so happy.

"Hee hee, chase me, come and chase me!"

"Er Huzi, don't run away!"

"Don't just play by yourself, I want to play too!"

"I'll give it to you when I catch up!"

The sound of chasing and fighting, there is no haze in the child's world.

"Hey!"

With a cry of pain, the child who ran at the front didn't see the palm-sized round stone under his feet. He couldn't catch up, and fell into the mud with a plop. It floated to the front of the black cloth shoes.

Big colorful butterflies, with bold colors and bright composition, the frame made of fine bamboo is inserted obliquely on the ground, so familiar, so dazzling, two ribbons fluttering in the wind, blowing on the shoes , as if laughing at something.

"It's Brother Aqi!"

"Brother Ah Qi, I, I..."

The child named Erhuzi stood timidly in front of the man, looking at the big and beautiful butterfly kite with a feeling of bewilderment on his face.And the few children chasing after him also looked at each other in blank dismay, hesitating to speak, not daring to move too far forward.

"How did this butterfly get here?"

The icy sound, like the voice of the Nine Nether Abyss, makes people shiver as if their whole body is immersed in the ice and snow in this scorching summer.

Those deep and dark eyes unconsciously shot out an evil light. The moment Er Huzi looked at him, he seemed to be the prey stared at by the evil spirits of hell. All his courage was turned into flowing water.

"I……"

"I……"

Er Huzi was trembling, shaking his body, unable to speak.His face was pale, and drops of sweat rolled off the dust.

Ah Qi's eyes flickered for a moment, his icy expression remained unchanged, and the turbulence in his eyes was restrained calmly.

"Good boy, tell brother, why do you have such a butterfly? Only Junjun can make such a beautiful butterfly, but, since he... I haven't seen it again... Brother just wants to know, he now Have you recovered some past memories..."

Hesitant to speak, a trace of sadness flashed in Ah Qi's eyes, but the darkness inside that sadness was something the child in front of him couldn't penetrate.He bent down, carefully, as if holding a peerless treasure, and rescued the butterfly kite from the soil.

Looking at Er Huzi who was still a little scared, Ah Qi stretched out his other hand, gently stroking the hair on the top of the child's head, so tenderly: "Brother just cared about it, and he didn't mean to scare Huzi..."

Erhuzi looked at Ah Qi with some doubts, and in Ah Qi's gentle voice, let go of his guard, and said in a timid voice: "I, I promised Brother Junjun to keep it secret..."

Ah Qi's thin lips curled up slightly, and a delicate smile was outlined on his jade-white face, which dazzled the children in front of him: "Silly boy, I am Junjun's only relative..."

Sighing, the beautiful and delicate face made people feel their heart beating faster when they looked at it, and Er Huzi's little face was flushed.