Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Master? The cry of the baby outside seems to be gone." The chubby entourage listened carefully for a while with his ears sideways, and suddenly looked at Feng Xuanche with surprise.

"Well, there seems to be no more!" Feng Xuan nodded without expression.

A group of people waited in the Nuwa Temple for a long time, but there was still no movement outside, and Feng Xuanche almost thought that he had guessed wrong.

Just as they relaxed their vigilance and were in a daze, one by one, a small hand stretched out from under the altar of the Nuwa Temple, and leaned into the baggage behind Du Xuechun.

"Little thief, see where you go!"

The entourage who had been in a coma, did not know when he woke up, his eyes suddenly opened suddenly, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little hand that leaned into Du Xuechun's baggage.

Everyone was taken aback by the sudden scene, and saw that the entourage laughed and pulled out an eight or nine-year-old boy from under the altar. The boy was struggling constantly, his whole body in tatters. , A thin face is dirty.

The little boy didn't say a word during the whole process of being caught, and looked dull, but he had a pair of clear eyes, as if he could see all the masks in this world.

"Little kid, where is your family? If you don't learn well at a young age, how can you still learn to scare people and steal other people's things?"

Another chubby entourage stepped forward helplessly, grabbing the little boy by the collar, and forcing the little boy to look directly at him and answer his own questions, but the little boy tightened his lips without saying a word. The clear eyes were wet, like a deer panicked and lost.

"Hey, be gentle, don't be so talented! You are so fierce, who would dare to talk to you, go and go, let me come!"

The eldest entourage tilted his head and scratched the back of his head. He strode forward and pulled the chubby entourage. He leaned forward and lowered his voice, softly speaking. The little boy asked:

"My child, where's your parents? Why are you alone here this night? Are you hungry? Just tell your uncle that he will eat for you, okay?"

Hearing the word "eat", the little boy's eyes suddenly brightened, his eyes turned slightly, but he lowered his head without saying a word, and ignored the oldest entourage in front of him.

Suddenly, the whole atmosphere fell into a deadlock. No matter how threatening the four followers were, the little boy just refused to speak. They had to look at Feng Xuan Che for help, but Feng Xuan Che leaned back on the pillar and closed. Keep your eyes open, silently rest your mind, and ignore them.

The four followers looked at Du Xuechun helplessly again, but Du Xuechun looked at them blankly, eating in his own hands, and just taking advantage of the time they were talking, the chicken was roasted. Smelly.

"Is this little guy a dumb?" The thin and short entourage grabbed the little boy by the wrist, poked the little boy on the back of the head, and asked the other entourage.

"No? It doesn't look like it!" The chubby entourage frowned, and shook his head with disgust.

"Hey, kid boy, are you dumb?" The chubby entourage crouched in front of the little boy and asked, looking straight into the little boy's eyes.

"You are dumb!"

Suddenly, the voices of the little boy and Du Xuechun echoed in the entire Nuwa Temple in unison, and their voices were full of disdain. Everyone present was stunned. Even the little boy and Du Xuechun had a face. Looking at each other in surprise, his eyes are full of surprises.

"Origin, you can talk!" The oldest entourage reacted and opened his mouth wide, exclaiming.

"Yeah, with you, the little guy just teasing us?"

The four entourages suddenly felt like they had been played as a monkey. The chubby entourage stretched out his hand with a displeased expression, ready to pick up the little boy and give it a lesson, but the little boy But suddenly dodged like a loach, and ran to Du Xuechun's side.

The little boy and Du Xuechun looked at each other earnestly, sat down beside Du Xuechun obediently, raised their heads, looked at Du Xuechun innocently, and pointed to the entourage not far away and said:

"Sister, you are different from them!"

Seeing the little boy's alertness, the four entourages immediately saw who among them was the one who could talk. They immediately smashed their mouths, and slowly returned to their original positions around the campfire.

"Oh? Sister, why am I different from them?"

Du Xuechun smiled lightly. Just now she secretly observed the little boy, knowing that this little boy must be not easy. Unexpectedly, his resourcefulness was so jaw-dropping that Du Xuechun was a little ashamed.

"My sister's eyes are different. I know that my sister was peeping at me, but my sister's eyes are not hostile or disgusting, so my sister is different from them!"

The little boy tilted his head seriously and thought for a while, and then slowly explained. As the little boy said, his eyes could not help but quietly look at the crowing chicken in Du Xuechun's hand, and swallowed silently.

"Hahaha, you are so smart! By the way, what is your name?"

Du Xuechun looked at all the little boy's subtle movements, and her heart softened. He raised his left hand and wanted to gently stroke the little boy's head, but was swiftly avoided by the little boy. Du Xuechun raised his hand in the air and froze for a while. , Smirked, had to withdraw his hand silently.

Seeing the embarrassment in Du Xuechun’s smile, the little boy hurriedly shook his head and explained: “Sister, my hair is dirty, don’t get your hands dirty!”

As soon as the little boy said this, Du Xuechun's nose suddenly became sour, and only felt a choking in his throat, and tears couldn't stop running in his eye sockets. Du Xuechun slowly sighed, lowered his eyes, and tried to rush the little boy. Pulling out a smile and saying: "You are not dirty!"

"No, A-niang said, the water is scarce now. You can't waste a little water and food. Sister, if you touch my hair, you will wash your hands later. If you don't wash your hands, just eat like this. stomachache!"

"But what are you eating?" Du Xuechun listened to the little boy's words, and couldn't help pointing at the little boy's dirty hands with a look of confusion.

"I'm not the same as my sister. I have a low life. As long as I don't starve to death, it doesn't matter if my stomach hurts!"

The little boy shook his head indifferently, raised his dirty little hand, pulled the broken hair that had covered his eyes on his forehead, and slid away, grinning at Du Xuechun, showing his white teeth.

"Oh! By the way, my name is Gensheng. What about you, sister?" Gensheng suddenly remembered the question Du Xuechun had just asked him, and quickly replied.

"My name is……"

"It's okay, if it's not convenient for you to say your name, I'll call your sister, OK?"

Gen Sheng seemed to hesitate when seeing Du Xuechun, and quickly pretended to be careless and waved to Du Xuechun.

"Well, that Gensheng will call me Sister Du!"

Du Xuechun smiled and nodded, her heart warmed. She didn't expect such a small child to understand the faces of others like an adult, know what to know and what not to know, and Du Xuechun feels distressed if he is sensible!

"Okay! Sister Du." Gen Sheng nodded his head very obediently, a pair of clear eyes bursting with joy and joy.