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In memory, there is a child.

He loves crying.

There seem to be too many countless scenes in memory, and they always seem to be the same. It's just that the memory seems to have been soaked in water and blurred. Only his crying face remembered well.

I was three years older than me, but I was going to be three generations younger, because I was standing unsteadily and fell. He blinked and bit his mouth in a grievance,-crying-and continued to punch. The white little face slipped because of tears, and his face was covered with black stripes.

It's ugly.

That's what I thought.

But even so, as soon as I called, he immediately wiped his tears and ran to my side.

"Uncle Shi, you are hungry ... I'll carry your old man to dinner.

Then he carried me back hard.

I lay comfortably on his back, the sun was very comfortable that day, and I squinted happily. Looking at the small back in front of me.

Ah ... he has small hands and feet, only five or six years old.

I can't remember what happened at this time, maybe because at that time, I was just a child.

A few years later, I grew up and he became a teenager. I gradually knew who he was. He was my nephew. He called me an uncle when he wanted to listen to me.

He didn't cry too much, but at this time his condition was no better than when he was a kid.

Even among the many brothers, he was not a smart child. Others use one day of homework to complete, he often has to practice for three or four days, frowning frowning, revealing a look of distress and sorrow. Dead text

His master, my nephew, said that his talent was too low. He was often called a stupid cow and trojan, constantly increasing his schoolwork.

I am very angry.

I walked in front of Shi's nephew and stomped on the little wild boots.

Minghua! Why are you so bad! You won't let him rest, who will play with me?

Shi's nephew met me,-rubbing his hands-and laughing.

"Uncle Xiao, why did you come to the scene? But now that he has practiced the Yi Jin Jing, it is not suitable for you to play with. Wan-He is out of control and will definitely cause trouble.

I couldn't understand what he was talking about, just beeping **** the ground, stepping on the boots very loudly, I kept shouting that I do n’t care if I do n’t care about me! Just ask him!

The teenager came over, he was much taller than me at this time, and habitually picked me up and put it on his shoulder. I was crying because of this action, and I stopped crying unconsciously. The little bracelet was on his gradually strong shoulders, and I had a sense of inexplicable peace of mind.

"Master, I will play with my uncle first. I will practice at night.

I didn't know at the time that he played with me every day, but he didn't have much time to sleep every night. His schoolwork is already tight, and he sleeps less than all his disciples.

Until that year I was twelve years old and still let him go with me. One night I was free, and opened the door to hear someone practicing outside.

I saw him focusing on martial arts that I didn't understand at all. I didn't understand what he was doing, but I looked at his face and was fascinated.

He continued to practice until the morning, until he exhausted to the ground, and fell asleep in front of my room.

I quietly opened the window and watched him look like he was sleeping under my window. Staring silently at the sleeping face, her cheeks turned red slightly.

When did I like him?

I stared at the moonlight, and the heart of the lake rose-Silky.

It probably started from that sleeping face.

"Girl, girl."

I Weiyi-Go back to my mind, and said lightly: "Hey."

The person who called me out loud is the owner of the Painting Studio. Tianxiang Garden was set up by the court, but after all, it doesn't know anything about operating these Fengyue places, so it invited several joint venturers. One of them is the owner Dong of this painting studio.

Boss Dong knows that I am a martial arts man, he is a bit afraid of me.

Mr. Dong rubbed his hands with a smile and nodded and said, "Girl, you are the first in my painting studio-no, the most amazing flower queen in Beijing is the price. The current price is far beyond the record of the historical flower queen. A total of 550 thousand silver, according to what we said is divided equally, you are the source of money for our painting studio.

Afterwards, people around me came to express their joy, and then I remembered that I was still doing Huai in this painting studio, and tonight was a day of listing.

The intimidation on that day did not scare them away, but let them take enough manpower to protect them. As a result, more people came.

I looked at the men crowded under the seat, and my heart was filled with disgust.

Their eyes looked at one of the men with jealousy, but they could not help but grit their teeth. It seems that he was paying a high price of 552,000.

I didn't even realize that they were bidding like a beast, and returned to Shinto:

"It's over?

"It's over." Boss Dong couldn't help but smile. "The eldest son of Zheng Guogong will be a grandfather in the future. Girl, you're a nobleman. Be a lady in the country in the future, don't forget us what.

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