The shopkeeper was shocked: "Couldn't my son be fed this worm at that time?"

Duanmu Yawang nodded, "The possibility is very high."

The wife of the shopkeeper didn't understand, "My son is the one who is most afraid of bugs. If someone feeds him bugs, he will definitely not eat them. Even if he is forced to eat them, he will definitely tell us that it is impossible to say nothing."

"Yes."

The shopkeeper also felt that his wife was right. "Although Liang'er is only three years old, she is very smart. She also knows that she is afraid of bugs, and will get sick and painful when encountering bugs, so she won't tell the adults nothing."

Duanmu Yawang smiled, "These worms must be very small at first, and they live on human gastric juice. If you want people to eat them, the best way is to hide them directly in the food to make people feel better. Eat it unconsciously."

"what!"

When Jin Duanmu Yawang mentioned this, the lady shopkeeper suddenly remembered something, and slapped her thigh, and said in amazement: "I remember, after that person walked for a while, I saw Liang'er holding a piece of cake to eat, the appearance of the cake. I've never seen it before, and I asked him, and Liang'er said it was given by his uncle."

Speaking of this, the lady shopkeeper bit her fingers and regretted: "There are usually kind guests in the inn who are very friendly to the children. They touch their heads and buy sugar melons for a small amount of money, or give them some snacks from outside, so this Things are very common, so I didn’t care about that time either..."

The shopkeeper sighed: "It's already happened, so don't blame yourself for the child's mother. No one would have thought that someone would be so vicious and attack the child because of a little dispute."

The wife of the shopkeeper has a lingering fear: "Next time, when we deal with the inn, we should be gentle. Don't really accumulate resentment, otherwise..."

"I understand I understand."

The shopkeeper was also afraid that the things in his inn might involve his family, which would not be worth the loss.

Duan Muya looked at the conversation between the two, her eyes warmed.

However, the business still needs to be discussed: "Two, what I want to know now are some of that person's affairs. When he lived in your inn, did he mention some of his own affairs? For example, where is he from? What is your preference?"

The shopkeeper and his wife both shook their heads in confusion, "I can't remember."

Duanmu Yawang frowned, "You have to think about it."

The shopkeeper was also anxious, but still very helpless, "The man has a very weird temper. He seldom talks to people all the time, and the room will not let us in, and some of his own affairs will not talk to us."

Duanmu Yawang was helpless and dared to say so many things about that person, but couldn't get anything she needed?

The shopkeeper's wife looked at Duanmu Yawang's appearance and began to worry. Just about to speak, Duanmu Yawang remembered something, and said to the shopkeeper: "You little second in the inn, do you know something?"

"right!"

A word to wake up the dreamer, the shopkeeper stopped eating, and quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks, "I'll go to the inn and call someone over to see if he remembers something."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

The shopkeeper's wife couldn't eat it anymore, and looked at Duanmu Ya: "Miss Duanmu, please eat quickly. You are still testing during the day. You should be exhausted. It's delicious. Don't worry about us."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang and Xiao Bailu were really hungry, and they nodded and ate seriously.

The shopkeeper’s wife looked at Duanmu Yawang while eating, and sometimes she started to pick little white deer with her hands. She smiled softly, and the melancholy on her face faded a lot, "Miss Duanmu, your sister and brother are in such a good relationship."

The fake siblings looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Little Bailu is very arrogant, "That is, she is only my brother, can you not treat me well?"

The wife of the shopkeeper took a look, looked at Duanmu Yawang and Xiao Bailu, and sighed: "Your parents are really happy. Both siblings and siblings are so splendid."

Duanmu Ya looked embarrassed, and said to his wife: "Your son is also very cute."

"Yes."

The lady of the shopkeeper looked at the bed lovingly, "My son is not only cute, but also very smart. I learn everything that is smarter than the kid next door, which is really praised by everyone."

When the shopkeeper's wife talked about her son, she kept talking about some little funny things about her son.

Duanmu Yawang knew that she wanted to talk about it now, and did not interrupt, so he listened to her carefully while eating, and would reply when she occasionally needed to say something.

The wife of the shopkeeper babbled for a long time, and found that she seemed to have said too much, a little embarrassed, "Miss Duanmu, I made you laugh. A woman like me is nagging, it's really endless."

Duanmu Yawang shook his head.

The shopkeeper’s wife curiously said: “Miss Duanmu, it’s 13th Street now. I seem to have heard that you came all the way from 70th Street to 13th Street, right?”

"Um."

The shopkeeper's wife praised: "Miss Duanmu is really amazing. If my son wakes up, I will let him practice hard and be a person as good as you."

Duanmu Yawang heard it strangely, "Madam, you are from the Thirteenth Street now, so your strength must be pretty good too..."

"No, we have accumulated blessings from our ancestors." The wife of the shopkeeper was very open and said with a smile: "Our ancestors and ancestors have been living here for generations. It is not that we have risen from street to street. My husband's house is also leaning on one room. In terms of strength, the inn is definitely not as good as they have risen from street to street."

Duanmu Yawang smiled, not knowing what to say.

The shopkeeper's wife didn't feel embarrassed either, she looked at her son, and asked Duanmu Yawang: "Miss Duanmu, are you from outside?"

"Um."

The lady of the shopkeeper looked forward to: "I heard that people outside can live for a long time. It is said that they can live 60 years old, right?"

Duanmuya wanted to take a meal, and wanted to tell her that if someone practices well, they can still be one or two hundred years old.

But, somehow, she felt that such a remark was cruel to the people on the exile street, and she just nodded, "Well, I can live to be sixty years old."

"very nice."

The shopkeeper's wife was envious, and sighed: "We, it would be nice to have more than forty. But we don't have the skills, we have the ability to cultivate well, and if we are stronger in the polar region, we are estimated to be able to live to fifty or sixty. ."

Duanmu Yawang took a bite of food into her mouth and asked, "Have you never participated in the test?"

"Participated."

The shopkeeper's wife laughed: "However, we are not talented enough, and cultivation is not suitable for us. We are in our twenties and thirties, and the test value is still far from enough when we participate, so I gave up, and I am not very keen on cultivation. ."

"The blandness also has blessings." Duanmu Yawang comforted.

The lady of the shopkeeper was really open and nodded in agreement, "Yes, we are very satisfied with the blessings of our ancestors, who can heal food and clothing, and have a comfortable life wrapped in it. I heard that people born in the low area People, but you can’t even eat food. If you want to live better, you have to struggle to climb up street after street."

"Yeah." Duanmu Yawang agreed with seeing how people in the low area live.

The people on Seventy Street are very pitiful, and sometimes the poor people are hateful.

"But, actually, my husband and I still want to go out and take a look." The shopkeeper's wife looked at Duanmu Yawang and said with envy: "I heard that the outside is very wide, big and beautiful. If you live a lifetime, if you have been stuck at home, It seems so boring."

Duanmu Yawang was almost finished eating, put down his chopsticks, poured water for herself, and said hesitantly during the period: "Ma'am, it's not that the people on Banquet Street leave Banquet Street, they will..."

The wife of the shopkeeper answered: "Will you live long, right?"

Duanmuya nodded.

The shopkeeper's wife twitched her lips and said helplessly: "It is true. And we still have Liang'er. We went out and lived for a few years and buried nothing, but it can't harm us Liang'er. He still needs us very much now."

Duanmu Yawang watched her silently.

The wife of the shopkeeper somehow, tears gleamed in her eyes: "Actually, I often talk about this issue with Father Liang'er. Sometimes I think, if Liang'er is not around, we will be free. There is no scruples, will it be us? This idea was heard by God, so God punishes us like this?"

While chatting, when we came to this topic, the little white deer who was still eating was confused.