Chapter 153: Fanwai? Cookies

When the old fifth walked out of the elder brother's house in a daze, the thought in his head was-elder brother still didn't tell him where the pastry came from.

However, to be reasonable, he should care about the last sentence of the eldest brother now.

It is rare for the fifth child to correct his mistakes soberly.

But this is how people are, when they are greatly stimulated, the stress response of self-protection is much stronger than reason.

After discovering that he couldn't figure out the problem of pastries with his IQ, the fifth child was even nervous about what to do, as if the previous conversation had not happened.

After Mo Zixuan said this, he silently watched his younger brother's state that afternoon. Although he felt a bit reckless, he didn't regret it.

After all, they are not children anymore. They are thirteen years old—boys at the age of a wealthy family in ancient times already know the picture of XX, and in a year or two, the family will even prepare a girl for them.

What Mo Zixuan thought was that instead of dragging it on, it's better to be clear and avoid unnecessary disasters in the future.

It's just that the younger brother's reaction... was too unexpected for him. It’s no different from usual, and I even train more vigorously on the training ground.

If this reaction is put on other people, the best explanation is that this person actually doesn't care so much about the person who was previously hidden in his heart, and simply retreats when he is in trouble.

But Mo Zifeng's approach cannot be inferred by common sense. Even Mo Zixuan, who watched him grow up, couldn't tell what his brother was thinking at the moment.

In fact, for Mo Zifeng, he knew that the eldest lady had been fond of buns for some time, and he might have anticipated this result a long time ago and was mentally prepared.

Therefore, the emotions in his heart are not as flustered when he first heard about it.

It seems to admit his fate, but it's not like it; but if he says he wants to fight with his brother, his brother just said it clearly, and he can't fight.

Because of this, the fifth child's brain is blank.

But he has a very outstanding advantage, that is, when he encounters a very unprepared thing, he thinks about other things, and works hard so that he can temporarily ignore the big event.

And because it’s not a big deal for yourself to ‘drill the horns’, and if you can’t drill for a while, then put it aside and finish what you have at hand.

So that night, the feeling of sadness to suffocation came to my face.

The boss sat on the roof of the fifth child, his intention was just to guard his younger brother not to let him do stupid things, but he didn't expect to guard his guard, and his younger brother climbed onto the roof because he couldn't sleep.

The boss couldn't hide, and looked at each other.

Boss: "..."

The fifth: "...Am I dreaming?"

The boss narrowed his gaze, and the guards hiding in the dark left quietly.

Only then did he speak: "If in a dream, what would you like?"

Old Wu smiled suddenly, and one slipped under his feet. If no one was pulling him, it seemed that he would fall directly to the ground.

The eaves of the General's Mansion were repaired high, and there were no guards at the moment. If the old fifth fell down so dizzy, it is estimated that he would have to hurt his muscles and bones for a hundred days.

Mo Zixuan rushed forward quickly, took his hand, and pulled him up with a clever effort.

The boss frowned, he was about to say that he should be careful when getting on the roof, but when he lowered his head, he saw the reddish eyes of the old five, and the boss began to be silent.

After being pulled up by him, the fifth child shrank in place, like a quail, waiting for a while but did not wait for the reprimand or punishment from the elder brother.

He watched his eldest brother sit in the place just now, and the old five had the courage to sit beside him.

After a long while, the old fifth said: "Is this really a dream?"

Boss: "...?"

The fifth said: "You don't punish me, it seems to be a dream... By the way, what did you just ask me, you said if this is a dream, what should I do to you?"

Mo Zixuan still did not speak. In some respects, he was very similar to Li Jin. He had thought about no less than ten steps before taking one step.

He likes a person, and while silently liking him, he will overcome all difficulties, not only the concept of the elders, but also other...all difficulties.

Lao Wu leaned back and lay on the roof. Today, the heavens are not beautiful, the sky is dark, there is no star, and the moon is even covered by dark clouds.

He felt that the weather today was almost the same as his mood.

The fifth said: "Since this is my dream, can I do whatever I want?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the elder brother to answer, he said to himself, "Well, I think that's the way it is, but how come there is no little bun in my dream."

——As early as six years ago, when I first saw Xiao Baozi, that fleshy little hand grabbed a handful of candies and gave it to him, but because the method was not in place, only five were left when he passed it to him.

From then on, he thought the child was so cute.

Later, he learned that the white and fleshy child was named Baozi, which was really appropriate.

This made him more concerned.

The fifth said: "Brother, you were actually captured by the little bun's candy, right?"

When the five of them met Xiao Baozi together, Baozi gave him five candies, one for each of the four younger brothers, and the last one left... he was cleverly stuffed into his big brother's mouth.

auzw.com "Brother, what would you do if you didn't have the candy that year?"

Mo Zixuan frowned and said, "It has nothing to do with Tang, I saw him earlier. However, the fifth child, this kind of thing doesn't pay attention to come first."

The fifth child was still looking for the stars in the sky, but he didn't find one, and he didn't know if he heard what the big brother said.

It was only when Mo Zixuan thought that the fifth child was asleep and was about to send him back to the house, the fifth child said, "Brother, I just want you to return the candy to me. I will look for it after the Chinese New Year. Fourth Uncle..."

To be honest, at his age, when he really didn't understand the meaning of the word ‘like’, even if the ancient children matured prematurely, the nerve-racking fifth-year-old would never be included.

To him, the bun was just a soft and sweet piece of candy when he was young, a piece of candy that was close at hand, but could never be embraced.

Therefore, he really wanted to know the taste of this candy.

But he didn't realize until now that he had given the candy to the eldest brother as early as the first moment of meeting.

The fifth is not stupid, he also knows-Baozi likes to read books on weekdays, the content is very complicated, from travel notes to all kinds of strange stories; and he himself has no interest in conversation books, let alone other books.

The communication between the two is usually the old five talking about what happened in the barracks recently, and Baozi listened to it, occasionally sighing with emotion.

On weekdays, even if Baozi came to the General's Mansion, although he spent a lot of time playing with the old fifth, once Mo Zixuan appeared, Baozi's eyes would always catch up with him unconsciously.

Even Baozi didn't even notice this. The fifth child actually... can feel that this is why he is willing to let go.

Of course, Bao Zi doesn't have the notion of feelings yet. He simply thinks that Mo Zixuan's temperament is very similar to that of his father.

They all look gentle and gentle, but in fact there is a kind of indifference that makes people afraid to step forward.

However, when it comes to fighting with Fourth Master Mo, Fourth Master Mo really came back a few days ago.

It was mainly because the old lady finally thought that his grandchildren would soon be kissing each other a while ago, but the fourth child was not married yet.

So she wanted to ask Fourth Master Mo for a daughter-in-law.

The person sent to spread the letter said that the old lady was sick, and some masters said that his son could use his happiness to clear up his illness when he got married, so ah... Fourth Master Mo brought back Wan Tanhua.

At that time, the old lady was very stunned, and it took a long time to realize that my uncle was happy.

Then Ji Fei Gou jumped for several days in the General's Mansion. The Fourth Master, who was finally summoned on the grounds of the old lady's illness, was beaten directly with a stick.

As for Wan Tanhua, after staying in the General's Mansion for many days, I am afraid that he is the young master of the General's Mansion, not Mo Siye.

It turns out that the old lady likes to communicate with scholars. She was so optimistic about Li Jin at the beginning, and even the whole general mansion quickly accepted this kid from the ‘poor country’.

Fourth Master Mo waited eagerly at the gate of his house for several days before waiting for Wan Tanhua to come out.

Wan Yun had just gotten into the carriage at the time and was almost stripped of his clothes by this reckless man.

"They didn't bully you, did they? I told you that my mother used to pretend to be a man and went to Dali Temple for a while, and the torture method was very high." Mo Siye said as he said, he started to act, "Oh, this My waist is quite white... Hey, no, my mother used to poke people with a needle, you know, it hurts to poke someone with a needle, and there are no scars left on her body. That's the most common method used by the maids in the palace, I have to Check it out..."

Before he finished speaking, Fourth Master Mo rolled out of the carriage with a bang.

Before he could react, Wan Yun poked his head out, "Madam treats me very well, and even taught me some self-defense skills, specifically against the ground, the ruffian, the rascal, and the gangster."

Fourth Master Mo: "..." Hey, his mother is still his mother.

Wan Yun instructed the driver, "Hurry up and go to Li Jin's house."

The driver observes his nose and his heart: "Yes."

The wheel of the carriage passed by, rolling up a leaf, and falling on the bleak Mo Siye.

The goodness of Longyang is actually not uncommon in this dynasty. As I said earlier, many remote villages can't afford to raise so many children, but many people just to give birth to a boy, the girls and brothers born before... Directly buried or drowned.

As a result, all the villages will be mostly men more than ten years later. Their villages are poor, and other villages are unwilling to marry girls and suffer. Many men can only be bachelor for a lifetime, and some of them are just two men making a living.

But Long Yang is uncommon, but it does not mean that this is the mainstream social outlook.

Both the old lady and the old general of the General Mansion were very open-minded. Although they didn't explicitly say that they were allowed to do anything about them, just looking at their attitude towards Wanyun said everything.

As for Fourth Master Mo... probably he really wasn't his own.

But even though Mo Siye likes men, this doesn't prevent him from doing a lot of military exploits. The fifth child can indeed learn a lot by following him.

So, the second day, Lao Wu woke up and saw that his table was full of candies, of various types, except that he didn't have the kind of candies that Baozi gave back then.

The old five took the sugar, and after that he behaved as usual, except that he quickly told the old lady about going to the border to practice.

The old lady looked at him in horror and pointed her finger several times before asking, "You tell the truth with your grandmother, is it because you think you can't compete with your elder brother, so you want to abandon yourself and want to like men?"

The fifth: "...?"

The old lady: "Hey, if you can find a boy who is like a bun, grandma won't say you, just take it back."

Old fifth: "..................?!"

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