The man in white stretched out his hand, grabbed her by the lapel, and carried her to haidongqing's back, and he also lightly floated on the bird's back.

Haidongqing didn't want to carry Shen Rumei, but when he saw the master, he didn't resist. He just called Shen Rumei twice in protest, and then he took a big step and ran away.

Almost to the town, the man in white threw her to the bird's back.

As soon as she landed, she heard a bird call behind her.

Looking back, I saw haidongqing rising into the air. The man in white was standing on the back of the bird, like flying against the wind, flying farther and farther.

Really The wind is blowing!

Shen Rumei suddenly wants to make such a big bird. If linger sees it, he must like it very much.

But in the twinkling of an eye, she killed the idea in the cradle.

Back in the small town, the day is not bright, but many shops have taken off the door and started a day's business.

She bought some hot soybean milk in an breakfast shop, as well as the fried ghost who had just come out of the pot, a few meat buns and stewed eggs, and went home with a joy of survival.

When I got home, I filled the table with breakfast and woke up ling'er.

Mother and son around the table, happily eating breakfast.

Just after a few mouthfuls, an unexpected guest came.

Shen Rumei didn't like the way: "what are you doing here?"

Qi Yanyu puffed his nose with exaggeration: "how fragrant! How delicious

He said with a smile: "I have not woken up to smell the fragrance of your place, and know that you have good food to eat here, so I came here in a hurry."

His face was ruddy and radiant, different from that of a corpse frozen yesterday.

Seeing him, Shen linger waved to him happily.

"Brother Qi, my mother just bought the breakfast, this fried ghost is delicious, but my mother bought it for me, you can only eat half a root."

Shen Rumei couldn't help laughing.

It's not easy to let the son of protecting food give up half of the fried ghost. It seems that Qi Yanyu is really in favor of ling'er.

"Half root? Well, half is better than none. " Qi Yanyu is honest and unfriendly. He sits next to Shen ling'er, picks up half of the fried ghost, puts it into his mouth and eats it.

After breakfast, he did not want to leave. He was wandering in the drugstore, looking like he was doing nothing.

Shen linger teases him for a while, but he can't stand in the way of catching crickets.

"If you don't leave, you can find something to do. Don't teach my son badly. He is still young. He is just at the age of reading and writing." Shen Rumei rolled his eyes at him.

When Qi Yanyu heard this, he became serious. He took Shen ling'er back to his desk and asked him seriously:

"xiaoling'er, would you like to be my apprentice?"

Shen ling'er's eyes blinked and blinked, wondering, "what do you want to teach me?"

"The art of forging!" He said solemnly.

"What is forging?" Shen ling'er asked, holding her chin.

"To put it simply, it is to forge an insignificant piece of iron into a weapon. If we talk about it again and again, it's really ten days and ten nights. Just tell me, do you want to learn or not? "

Shen linger's eyes shine.

That's what boys do when they hear about weapons.

"I..." He wanted to learn, but he turned to see Shen Rumei.

Qi Yanyu seriously pulled his small face back and let him look at himself.

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