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Yesheng used Xiaoyu as a threat to let Yangyu take the blame for the Chen brothers, and by the way, Yu Xing was pulled down.It's just that little taro doesn't know about it, and Yangyu doesn't want the younger brother who picked it up to know. Yesheng promised to give the money, and of course the money will be spent on little taro in the future.

But Little Taro was not stupid. He tried his best to suppress his choked sobs, and said, "Two days before my brother was killed, he gave me money...a lot...several bundles."

Teng Cuo stretched out his hands to pinch his chin, preventing him from looking at the open space that had been soaked in the blood of the potato, and said, "Where did your brother get the money?"

Some things can't be said by him, but the child has to figure it out for himself.What Teng Cuo has to do is induce, and he is very good at it.

"I don't know," Little Taro looked at Teng Cuo, his eyes and nose were red, and said, "But he knew he was going to die, and the money was earned for me. I didn't understand at the time...I understand now! "

"Your brother is afraid that you won't be able to support yourself," Teng Cuo said, "you can take what is given to you."

"Brother Teng..." Little Taro grabbed Teng Cuo's sleeve at some point and said, "I..."

There were other bodyguards walking on the mountain road at the entrance of the courtyard, and Xiao Yutou stopped his voice when he wanted to pass them.Teng Cuo looked down at him, let him hold his clothes, turned and walked to the laboratory, and said, "Come here."

The two went to Teng Cuo's laboratory, and the other bodyguards thought that Teng Cuo was going to stay overnight in the laboratory again, so they brought dinner.Teng turned on the headlight by mistake, turned his head and said to Little Taro, "Put the gun down."

Little taro took a step behind, and the sleeves that were clenched all the way in his hands disappeared.He stood the gun vertically by the door, too embarrassed to know what to do.

He hasn't actually fired a gun yet, because he didn't grow up in a garden.He was born in the mountains near Yiwei. His parents were both tea farmers. He died two years ago in an armed rebellion.At that time, Mr. Chen had completely transferred the factory and inventory overseas, and he would recruit troops locally every once in a while to expand his strength and fight against the police and the Tuye.

Little taro and a group of children in the village were taken away at that time, and they were less than 12 years old when they entered the garden.

In fact, Yu Xing didn't want anyone over the age of six, and the older ones were pushed down the mountain directly. There was no difference between people and animals in Xing's eyes.But the person who was sent to check that day was Yang Yu, who took a few careful glances at Little Taro and didn't move him.

Yangyu is in charge of teaching this group of newcomers to fight and shoot. Little Yutou is a silly one at first, always running behind people's buttocks.Yangyu came here since he was a child. He has a cold and hard temper, but he is not hard-hearted. After a long time, he treats little taro as his younger brother.Two children without parents, snuggle up for warmth and chat for comfort.

At night, the two patrol together. When watching the courtyard, Yang Yu will bring a baked potato to Xiao Yu, and sit under the eaves with a gun in his hand to eat.The last time they did this was half a month ago, the moon was white and bright, isolated from the sky by rain.

Yangyu broke the potatoes for Xiaoyu. His tiger's mouth was cracked, and there was a deep scar in the middle.

It was when Yangyu was young, Yu Xing was in a bad mood, he taught his subordinates at will, and drew a knife.

"Brother," Little Taro would ask every time he saw it, "Does it hurt?"

Yangyu opened his palm and curled it up again, saying, "The pain is gone."

Little Taro habitually eats half of the potatoes, and gives the other half to the potatoes.Potatoes took it and asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

Little Taro shook his head, leaned over and said mysteriously, "Brother, eat quickly, I'll give you something after eating."

Yangyu looked sideways at the little devil's head, and said with a smile, "Success." He was hungry, stuffed potatoes into his mouth, and said, "Brother just happens to have something for you too."

"I'll come first." Little taro waited for him to finish eating, then grabbed his wrist and put something in his palm.

The chubby thing twirled in the palm of his hand, Yang Yu turned on the flashlight and looked at it carefully for a long time.He and Xiaoyu didn't know many characters, so they could only read the word "cow" on the package.

"What?" Yangyu guessed, "Beef jerky?"

"No," Little Taro stretched out his hand, unwrapped the paper skillfully, and said, "Quick, brother, try it!"

A taste that he had never tasted before suddenly spread on the tip of his tongue, and the expression of Artichoke was a little dull.He already knew, and asked in a low voice, "Sugar?"

"That's right!" Little Taro rolled his eyes, "It's delicious bro!"

With the potato in his mouth, he said slowly, "It's delicious."

"It's milk! Milk-flavored sugar, Brother Teng gave it to me." Little taro was very excited, and said, "Brother, have you never drank real milk? Neither have I. Brother Teng said that real milk is not as sweet as this." , it’s a bit fishy, ​​but you can grow taller if you drink it. Many children over there drink milk, and there are various flavors of milk.”

"Isn't milk a taste?" Potato didn't turn the corner. "The taste of sugar? You just said that."

"No, brother Teng said that milk also has taste," Xiaoyu remembered every word clearly, "it's not just squeezed out."

Yangyu asked: "Teng Cuo always gives you sugar?"

Little Taro said, "Brother Teng is very good to me!"

Yangyu finally nodded and said, "Then follow him more." He tasted the taste of the sugar vigorously, and asked again: "This... just give it to me? You don't want to eat it?"

"Don't eat," Little Taro was a little embarrassed, "Brother Teng gave me two yuan this time, and mine, hehe, I have already eaten it."

"Well," Yangyu raised his hand and was about to take out the sugar, "Then I'll give you this too."

"Don't worry, brother, this is for you!" Xiaoyu stretched out and held him down. He didn't dislike him. In their world, there is no such thing as spitting cleanly. He just wanted his brother to eat candy.He asked, "Brother, what do you want to give me?"

Yam gave him the money, packed in a small black bag, as many as several bundles.Little taro couldn't help but let out a "wow", not understanding why his brother gave him the money, but Yangyu told him to keep it.

"Little taro," Yangyu asked him, "do you want to go out?"

"Go out," Little Taro turned to look at him, slightly puzzled, "what are you doing out there?"

"Live a free life," Yangyu said, "don't need to be controlled by the garden, don't need to be bullied anymore, go to the big city, where..."

He thought about it for a long time, and finally smiled guiltily, and said, "Brother Teng should know what it looks like there, you can ask him later."

"What about you, bro?" Xiaoyu asked, holding the purse in his arms, "Are you going?"

Yangyu was silent for a while, and said, "I listen to you." He rubbed the top of his brother's hair, "Just say whether you want to go or not."

Little Taro said, "I think so."

Yangyu said, "Then go."

The darkness spread endlessly in front of the two of them, and the midnight rain became cold and thin.The mountains in the distance are stacked faintly, like a barrier that traps people tightly in the wet winter.Destiny is like an ant in front of such a huge, Yangyu smiled, knowing that he was originally.

"It's almost time," he said to Little Taro, "Go down by yourself, I'll go over there and check around."

"Okay." Little Taro has always listened to his words very much, and never doubted it. After standing up, he still hugged the bag of money tightly.He walked out a few steps in the rain, then turned around and said, "Brother, I'm leaving!"

Yangyu didn't speak, but raised his chin at him.The figure of the little taro was quickly blurred in the night rain, and the taro also walked into the rain, and swallowed the milk hard candy that melted in his mouth.

He didn't lose money if he ate candy before leaving.

The wind dispersed the rain, the sky became clear at night, the ground was dry, and there was no smell of blood.Little taro looked at Teng Cuo who was sitting at the table, and couldn't help but want to cry.

"Come here," Teng Cuo tapped the table with his fingertips and said, "Eat."

Just a pair of bowls and chopsticks, he gave the little taro, and he still had a lollipop in his mouth.He touched one and pushed it over, saying, "It smells like milk."

Little taro reached out and grabbed it, and tears fell into the bowl.

Without looking up, he said, "My brother didn't betray Mr. Chen."

Teng Cuo squeezed the candy and said nothing.

"It was Mr. Dust who killed my brother," Little Taro tried hard to squeeze the rice mixed with tears into his mouth, and asked, "Isn't it?"

Teng Cuo raised his legs, but still didn't answer.He left the right and method of interpreting this silence to Little Taro's decision, and he was very confident in the direction of the incident.

"Brother Teng," Little Taro said, "I want to go out."

The candy was crushed in his mouth by Teng Cuo, and he let out a "huh".

Little Taro's eyes were still red when he left after eating, but he couldn't see it at night.He grabbed the strap of the gun, looked up at the moon, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Teng Cuo held the candy paper just now in his hand, folded a small fish, and handed it to Xiaoyutou along with a handful of candies with various novel flavors.Little Taro held them carefully, tears streaming down his face.

"I..." He was tired from crying, and finally whispered, "I want my brother."

***

In the dead of night, Teng Cuo nestled in the stilt house to call Xiao Guo, and sat on the floor as usual, leaning against the door.Xiao Guo immediately picked it up, as if he was waiting by the side.

After reporting the agreed number, we have to talk about business, but the two of them didn't speak, just listening to each other's breathing.This scene shouldn't have happened to the latent workers, it looked like a couple living in a different place.

However, Teng Cuo didn't care, he just wanted to.Moonlight came in through the gaps in the bamboo boards, leaked on his white and smooth skin, and slid down along the seductive curves.

His breath rose and fell, and he called "Flint" softly.

He is completely natural, even if it is not now, his voice is lowered and he looks charming.Xiao Guo stood outside the building of the border guards, turned off the loudspeaker, and stood behind Tan Yanxiao and Dai Shengmin. They didn't intend to supervise him, but they were not far away.

But Xiao Guo didn't care about these things, he was hooked by Teng Cuo, and said, "Agni."

"Well," Teng Cuo said quickly, "Don't want this, Brother Xiao."

"You..." Xiao Guo didn't expect this to come up, but he sensed something, his brows furrowed, and he blinked quickly.His ear near the phone was very hot, and he asked in a low voice, "Xiao Zhuo, where are you?"

"In the house," Teng Cuo panted, complaining mixed with coquettishness, and passing the news, "Chen Liang is dead, and the village is dying in disorder, all... dead... Brother Xiao...Yesheng took, took you, threatened me...scared me..."

He had to stop talking, adjusted his hands, and said, "I'm not happy."

Xiao Guo didn't know how to answer, subconsciously said: "Huh?"

This sound was a little hoarse, coming from the chest, and it was attached to Teng Cuo's ear, making him feel as if he could feel the vibration of the chest when the tall and strong man spoke.Without paying attention, he returned to the three days when they were in Yiwei Town, Xiao Guo and his chest were pressed together, even breathing together.

Teng Cuo struggled to speak, and said, "Yes."

The phone became the only medium to convey thoughts and desires, Xiao Guo tightened his hand holding it.Teng Cuo's breathing seemed to be able to convey the essence. Not only did Xiao Guo's face and neck turn red from the ears, but even his back was sweating outdoors in winter.

There are soldiers from the border guards walking in front of them, and the leaders are behind them, but these contacts are all outsiders, only Xiao Zhuo on the phone has no reservations.Xiao Guo couldn't help but had images in his mind, the dampness and hotness of the past were reappeared.Xiaozhuo can't, his existence is a fatal attraction.

Xiao Guo suddenly said: "Xiao Zhuo."

The deep voice shouted affectionately, which added fuel to the fire.There was speed between Teng Cuo's fingers, and his chest kept rising and falling. He closed his eyes unbearably, and said, "Don't... Xiao Guo, don't...call me."

"Huh?" Xiao Guo's damp voice rose slightly, "Xiao Zhuo?"

It was like asking and provoking, Teng Cuo made a pitiful voice, which wet the bright white moonlight.He leaned his back against the wall, tilted his neck back, his breathing became steady, but he was not satisfied.

"Brother Xiao," he said half-dumbly, "I miss you."

Xiao Guo said, "I miss you too."

He was slower than Teng Cuo to come back to his senses at the moment, and the side of his body next to the phone was numb anyway.He looked back at Tan Yanxiao, and Director Tan gestured for him to report later.

"Little... Agni," he said solemnly to Teng Cuo with the majesty of Deputy Team Xiao, "I want to criticize you."

It's a pity that his majesty is useless to Teng Cuo. Teng Cuo laughed and said, "Well, little fire, big flint."

Xiao Guo coughed, Teng Cuo obediently lowered his momentum, and said in a low voice, "But I'm really unhappy."

After the silence, Xiao Guo said: "Xiao Zhuo, talk to me."

Teng Cuo finished wiping and tidying up, his slightly rosy complexion was very eye-catching in the night, but it was a pity that Brother Xiao couldn't see it.After being happy, he still stared at the bowl of noodles vigilantly, and told about the situation in the village.

"There are rumors, I heard from those scientists and people under Uncle Pang's subordinates," he said, "Mr. Chen is going to move again."

Xiao Guo really frowned this time, and said, "What?"

"He's going to sell a ton of goods for cash," Teng Cuo said, "and then leave Zhongliangzhai."

Xiao Guo asked, "Who are you selling it to?"

"I don't know yet," Teng Cuo said, "but people nearby who can swallow hundreds of kilograms of goods are all within the territory, and most of them have done business with Lan Die. Mr. Chen's son died, and he was very conscious of scaring the snake, but he also Well, Yu Xing was dealt with, but Yesheng found a scapegoat. Uncle Pang is now the number one person around Mr. Chen, and he also works as the head of the inner court, the head of the imperial guard, and the former prime minister."

He squinted his eyes and said, "It's really annoying." He hissed, "Most of the people who trade with Huayuan are still in the territory. My judgment is that Mr. Chen will do business with acquaintances. So from Lan Die's side It's more appropriate to start, she has resources in the garden business... Where is Blue Butterfly?"

Xiao Guo looked unhappy, and said, "Lan Die is dead. Chen Zhong is also dead."

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