The Little King Next Door Chapter 49: Hello 2.5

The door opened with a creak. Under the dimly lit oil lamp, the old man was holding a book and squinting attentively. Hearing the voice, the old man raised his head and stroked his slender moustache in an unfathomable manner, "Come on."

"Well, Dad." The fat girl responded.

The old man slowly closed the book, stood up, and put his hands behind his back, wanting to continue to maintain his unfathomable appearance as a world-class man, but his good girl was too dumbfounded, so he had to walk over and take her to the Pulling in the house, he stuck his head out and looked outside the house.

Night has come, and there is nothing in the dark yard, the old man nodded with satisfaction, "He fell asleep?"

"Sleep."

The old man asked again: "Where do you sleep?"

The fat girl replied obediently, "I packed the other bed in the room for him to sleep in."

The old man frowned at first, then sighed: "That's it."

The fat girl made the old man dizzy by teaching the old man Guli's strange appearance, "What's wrong? Dad, you are so strange."

The old man glared at her, turned around and quickly closed the door, and then pulled her to the bedside, and scolded her with a bit of hatred: "You girl, how can you let a boy sleep in your room? where!"

The fat girl still didn't understand the point of the old man's words, and muttered: "You can't let the ginseng baby sleep in the woodshed, what if he runs away? I have to raise him to be fat and big. , it will be easy to cook and eat in the future!" What's more, the life baby seems a little bit timid, what if he is afraid of sleeping alone?

The old man's eyes widened, he didn't understand that this girl could be so stupid and stupid!

"Ginseng dolls, ginseng dolls! I think you are fascinated by ginseng dolls! Where are the ginseng dolls in the clear sky?"

The fat girl squeezed her fingers, twisted her body, and said nothing.

Seeing her wiggling around, the old man hummed: "What, can't you be bitten by lice? Children are just impatient, so they just sit down, but they can't sit still?"

The fat girl pinched her fingers and whispered, "It's dark now, it's not the blue sky."

"What?" The old man deeply felt that his authority as a father was being challenged, his eyes were straightened, and his beard was raised in anger.

"Okay! Have you learned to talk back now?"

The fat girl lowered her head, tried to sit up straight, and weakly resisted: "No talking back."

The old man snorted softly, intending to skip this one.

I don't want the fat girl to suddenly say: "Xiaoxue and her brother in the village also sleep in the same room, and they are also a girl and a boy."

The old man was stunned for a moment and quickly realized that the fat girl was refuting what she said earlier. He raised his hand and poked the fat girl's forehead with his index finger, and said quite proudly and proudly: "How can you be like others. Our family is..." The old man thought for a while and found an adjective: "Scholarly family! Yes, scholarly Aristocratic family! Our family is a scholarly family that pays attention to men and women... er, that... seven-year-olds don't have seats!"

The old man stroked his beard and regained his confidence.

Touching the shoulder of the fat girl with his shoulder, the old man asked proudly: "Do you know what is the difference between men and women at the age of seven? Men and women are not seated at the age of seven means..."

"Can't a boy and a girl eat at the same table after the age of seven?" The fat girl naturally answered the question.

The old man was robbed of the opportunity to show off, his proud expression froze on his face, and he asked in a shrill voice: "How do you know?"

The fat girl said indifferently, "Brother Huzi told me once."

The old man shrilled again, "How did he know?"

The fat girl said slowly: "Brother Huzi said it was you."

The heart that the old man lifted up slowly fell back into his stomach, and he took a long breath. After a while, he said suspiciously to himself, "When did I tell him this?"

The fat girl answered his question again.

"Brother Huzi said that once you passed Aunt Hua's house and saw Aunt Hua sitting and laughing with a man from a neighboring village, you murmured at the door saying "men and women are not seated at the age of seven". Huzi I saw it."

Not only saw, but heard. Until now, the fat girl can still remember the tone and mischievous smile that Hu Zi-ge used to talk to her like her father.

The fat girl blushed when she thought of the tall and strong Huzi brother.

The old man blushed when he thought that his nagging words had been listened to.

The old man felt that he was highly respected and could not let the little girl see that he was guilty. He coughed twice and said earnestly: "Girl, our family is different from other people's families. Our ancestors have all read books. The people who don't know big characters are not comparable to us!"

Speaking of the fact that he has read books, the old man straightened his somewhat hunched back without a trace, and said very proudly: "We can't see one from a scholarly family like ours!" /

About the matter of reading a book, the fat girl has heard the old man repeat how many times. She just stated a fact calmly.

"Father, Li Zhu's family in Qiancun only opened a school last year."

The old man took a breath and said in a very unconvinced way: "Li Shen, that little **** only knows a few words? I'm so embarrassed to start a school! Isn't it obvious that you want to misidentify your children?"

Li Shen is the one who started the school and Li Zhu's father. The old man used to like this young man who could talk to him about two lines of poetry and poetry, but at this moment, the old man decided to hate him. Who told him to lose face? snort!

The fat girl's thoughts are very straightforward. One says one, and two says two: "But Brother Huzi said that Uncle Li taught very well."

How many years did the old man live? Can you understand the little girl's careful thinking? Glancing at the fat girl with two red clouds floating on her face, she curled her lips and said, "Brother Huzi, Brother Huzi, you know Brother Huzi? They say that girls are outgoing, I've seen it today. You are a female doll, how old are you, and you have seen a few male dolls, so you are hooked?"

The fat girl was poked in her mind, and she was no longer shy, and said confidently: "Brother Huzi is the best boy doll I have ever seen! Much better than the old man!"

On hearing the first sentence, the old man was not so angry, but when he heard the latter sentence, the old man felt like he was going to explode.

So annoying!

I think the old man was so handsome and sassy when he was young! That is the first beautiful man in Shili Ba Village!

Now it is said that it is not as good as a boy doll whose hair may grow evenly!

Angry!

The old man only felt that his fragile heart was stabbed with 10,000 arrows and slashed with 10,000 knives, smashing the ground into pieces.

Two days ago, he said that the old man is the best! How fast is it now!

The old man turned his head away, wiped the corners of his dry eyes, and decided never to forgive the little **** who made the old man sad.

The old man turned his back and ignored the fat girl. He waited, waited, waited, waited for the fat girl to coax him. As a result, it took a long time to wait.

"Alas! The tea is cold before people die. Old man, it's useless. No one looks down on the bad old man."

The fat girl has seen the old man's sincere performances too many times, and when he heard the old man's miserable betrayal, he rarely said cleverly: "Don't worry, although you are very old and have a handful of old bones, but eating After the ginseng doll, you will live a hundred years."

The old man was not comforted at all. But the fat girl's words reminded him of his purpose. He decided to temporarily put aside the conflict between the two of them and get back to business.

"Who told you that it was a ginseng doll?" The old man's tone was calm, but he was full of helplessness towards the stupid fat girl.

The fat girl tilted her head, blinked her black and white eyes, and said innocently, "That's right. She looks so beautiful, and she's still in the mountains, sitting under a tree and sleeping. Isn't it a ginseng baby?" At the end, her face turned red again, and she pointed to her finger and said, "I don't even dare to talk to him because of her beauty."

The old man looked at the fat girl in amazement: "There is still something you dare not?"

Sure enough, it should be said that no matter how brave dolls are, will they give in in front of beauty?

The old man stroked his moustache, feeling a little hopeful.

He considered it and said, "You think, if you put Brother Huzi and Life Doll together and let you choose, if you don't talk about anything else, just say you like it or not. You can only choose one, which one do you choose?"

The fat girl's expression was blank for a moment, and then she tangled her fingers, "Can you not choose?"

Obviously the choice is a difficult one.

The old man couldn't understand the fat girl's entanglement. Girl dolls, shouldn't they all like pretty things? How can the tiger boy, who is five big and three thick, be as delicate and beautiful as the male doll called Victory?

The fat girl thought about it for a long time, but still can't decide which one is better.

She told the old man about her entanglement: "Brother Huzi is tall and strong, and works hard. The baby in life is not enough for me to fight with one finger, but he is very beautiful. Alas, it is difficult. Choose, Dad. I don't want to choose."

The old man got confused after hearing this.

After saying this, I found that each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

Alas, it's really hard to choose.

The two of them looked at each other in dejection.

As if whoever they choose will get whoever they choose. ←-←