"No."
Zhang Yuan refused, holding the little bamboo shoot and turning around: "Also, brat, don't think that being an uncle is a big deal.
I'm still his master.
Am I showing off?"
Zhang Yuan said that he didn't even speak.
This brat is really embarrassed to show off his identity. "" Yan Xiangyang was stunned and stared at the back of Zhang Yuan's head, unable to react.
It is said that when you are a master, you are a master.
With a master like you, you hold onto a master who is not going to let go.
Are you too possessive and don't give others a chance to get their hands on you?
"Just give me a hug."
Yan Xiangyang helplessly stretched out his hand for his cute little nephew.
"Go away and go see your sister.
Your sister is in a coma.
You, the younger brother, don't know how to care."
Zhang Yuan avoided Yan Xiangyang's outstretched hand in disgust, as if you are a child like this. children. "" Yan Xiangyang looked at Zhang Yuan speechlessly: "You are going too far."
Yan Xiangyang complained.
I really couldn't help but complain.
I originally thought I could play with my cute little nephew when I went home, but it turned out that he had been home for a day, and he didn't even touch the corners of the little bamboo shoot's clothes.
The old man Zhang Yuan took the little nephew away.
The bamboo shoots were guarded tightly, as if he were a man-eating tiger.
"Where did I go too far?"
Zhang Yuan hugged the small bamboo shoot and turned to glare at Yan Xiangyang, not feeling at all that he had gone too far.
Is it wrong for him to hug his little disciple?
Yan Xiangyang, this brat, doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young at all.
He doesn't know that he is an old man, doesn't he know how to be humble to him?
"You" Yan Xiangyang looked at Zhang Yuan's threatening eyes and changed the subject with a strong desire to survive: "Yes, you are not exaggerating at all."
"Hmph."
Master Zhang Yuan snorted, and sat on the sofa in the living room with Xiao Bamboo Shoot in his arms.
He turned on the TV and tuned to the animation channel: "Little Bamboo Shoot and Master are watching TV together.
Let's watch Bear Big Bear II today, okay?"
Master Zhang Yuan originally didn’t know Xiong Daxiong Er, but after only two days with the little bamboo shoots, Master Zhang Yuan learned to watch children’s cartoons.
People say that old children are old children.
Zhang Yuan’s character itself has the naughty nature of children.
The ingredients of the dish are even more vivid when it comes with small bamboo shoots.
Even though the little bamboo shoot only responded by babbling, crying from time to time, and then peeing when he was hungry, Master Zhang Yuan was still very happy and reluctant to let go. "" Yan Xiangyang stood behind the sofa and looked at Master Zhang Yuan with ruined views for a long time.
He did not expect that Master Zhang Yuan was such a master.
Master Zhang Yuan was minding his own business, holding the small bamboo shoot in his arms, and then watching TV leisurely.
Yan Xiangyang hesitated for a moment, and decided to sit by the sofa and watch Xiong Daxiong II together.
"What are you doing?"
Master Zhang Yuan immediately rolled his eyes at Yan Xiangyang.
Yan Xiangyang felt dangerous when approaching Master Zhang Yuan, fearing that this brat was thinking about his young disciple in his arms.
"Watch TV."
Yan Xiangyang gritted his teeth and spoke in an extremely depressed tone. "" Zhang Yuan glanced sideways at Yan Xiangyang, and then gave up stimulating Yan Xiangyang.
Xuan Mo was also in the living room, watching the master and Yan Xiangyang bickering with each other without saying a word.
Maybe he felt that the quarrel between an old man and a young child because of a child seemed disharmonious, but it was extremely harmonious.
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In fact, Xuan Mo didn't have much impression of Yan Xiangyang, but at this moment, looking at the harmonious interactions and conversations between the master and him before, he vaguely understood why the master liked this brat.
If it weren't for the fact that Yan Xiangyang was not suitable for the path of metaphysics, Master Zhang Yuan might have accepted him as his disciple.
Xuan Mo thought quietly, as if he didn't exist in the living room.
He didn't speak, and he was accustomed to silence.
Yan Xiangnuan was in a coma for three days and three nights and did not wake up.
When his consciousness was swallowed up, Yan Xiangnuan seemed to be in a fiery red sea of flowers on the other side.
The red flowers grew very coquettishly, like blossoming flowers.
Individuals of life surround Yan Xiangnuan in the middle.
Yan Xiangnuan stands in the sea of flowers on the other side, looking at the endless flowers, smelling the fragrance on the tip of his nose, and just feels confused.
Did she come to the sea of flowers on the other side that she saw before the gate of hell?
In fact, there were so many words in this sea of flowers that it was incredible, and Yan Xiangnuan was deeply involved in it.
Yan Xiangnuan thought in confusion and tried to walk out of the sea of flowers on the other side, but the sea of flowers on the other side was endless.
Yan Xiangnuan kept walking for a long time, but there were flowers in front of him and flowers behind him.
He could never get out.
"How could this happen?"
Yan Xiangnuan felt as if he was trapped in this sea of flowers.
If it were just like this, forget it, but every flower around him seems to be a living individual.
Yan Xiangnuan can even feel the mood of every flower, some are happy, some are sad, and some are waiting. , there are those who are watching, there are those who are lonely, there are those who are lonely, there are those who are successful, and there are those who are unwilling.
The ups and downs of life are all present.
It is said in metaphysics that every flower of the other shore is a memory of a person's life.
At this moment, feeling these clear flowers of the other shore, Yan Xiangnuan seemed to be somewhat sure of this statement, but why did she come to this place for no reason and leave?
Not going out anymore Do you want to get lost in the sea of flowers on the other side?
Yan Xiangnuan wondered, and continued to walk forward, but all he saw around and in the distance were flowers on the other side of the world.
Yan Xiangnuan was a little anxious and wanted to leave, and his original walking became Running, she ran hard, along the sea of flowers on the other side, trying to get out of here.
She ran for a long time, so long that Yan Xiangnuan was confused, but found that she still couldn't see the sea of red flowers at the end. "" Yan Xiangnuan walked around the sea of flowers, and all he saw were flowers, and nothing existed except flowers.
Yan Xiangnuan gave up in despair and continued to walk forward.
The sea of flowers was really endless and she couldn't get out at all.
It was obviously a long time ago, but there was no sunset or dawn.
The surroundings were always bright, as if there was no night. .
But Yan Xiangnuan knew very well that he had been trapped in this place for a long time, and there was nothing he could do.
Yan Xiangnuan sat on the ground, watching the changes around him, smelling the fragrance of the other side flower, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the other side flower, and saw a All the experiences of a person's life.
The Flower of the Other Shore is the life of an ancient woman.
Yan Xiangnuan watched her life, watched her grow, watched her get married, watched her wait alone in the empty house, watched her grow older, watched her experience ordinary but unique experiences.
There are some stereotyped lives, and most of the wonderful lives of women in that era, with their husbands as their heaven and their children as their earth, they gave up themselves and everything else. aa2705221: