Chapter 09 What kind of person

Perhaps because she is too young, the little girl doesn't like to practice.

Even though Lu Yuan and the old beggar urged her from time to time, of course, the reason they urged her was not to train a master, but simply because the little girl was born weak, or it should be said that she was born with a deficiency.

This is also the reason why the other party was obviously from a good family before, but she was still as thin as a bean sprout.

However, Lu Yuan also knew that persuading and forcing at such an old age would not work, so he deliberately controlled the degree.

Now that they have been together for almost a month, although the little girl still bows her head when he looks at her, she no longer refuses to communicate with others.

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For example, at this moment, the little girl looked at Lu Yuan applying the prepared soft mud little by little to the wooden sculpture of the human face, and felt novel, so she came close and asked in a low voice.

"You are talking about this, I am practicing the art of disguise, do you know what disguise is?" Lu Yuan said casually.

"Do you mean putting on makeup?"

"Almost. The difference is that girls put on makeup to be more beautiful, while disguise is to change the appearance and hide the identity."

The little girl nodded, "Then if the makeup is thicker, it will be a disguise?"

Lu Yuan paused and laughed, "Yes, you are right. Excessive makeup is a disguise, so a beautiful girl is not necessarily beautiful, because you never know if there is another face hidden under her makeup."

The little girl nodded again, not quite understanding.

Lu Yuan became interested and felt that the atmosphere today was good. He asked, "By the way, it's been so long, and you haven't told us your name. I can't always call you 'hey' or 'hey' in the future."

When it comes to the name, the little girl's face showed visible sadness, "I... I don't have a name."

"Is that so... It's okay, just pick another one. Do you have any ideas? Or if you have something you like, I'll help you pick it."

"Something you like..." At this point, the little girl looked outside the house subconsciously.

Lu Yuan looked in the direction, and the wooden door seemed to become a natural frame.

In the picture, the sunset glow covered the peach tree in front of the door with orange and red clothes, making the originally beautiful peach blossoms more luxurious. The breeze blew and the petals swayed gently, as if telling the secret of spring.

"You like flowers!" Lu Yuan thought for a while and suggested: "Now it is April, the day when peach blossoms are in full bloom. The April flowers on earth are gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. How about you just call yourself April Flower?"

The little girl rolled her eyes at Lu Yuan and muttered, "Who calls you that name."

Even the old beggar who had been practicing with his eyes closed couldn't help coughing.

"Yeah, April Flower doesn't sound like a name, but it's a good nickname. Why don't you take Mr. Lu's surname and call yourself Lu Huaer? I'll call you Huaer sister on weekdays."

Hearing the name "Huaer", the little girl was dazed for a moment, but then she suspected that Lu Yuan had read her diary, but soon this suspicion was dispelled, because she had always hidden the diary in her arms, even when she was sleeping, and it was impossible for others to see it.

Is it really a coincidence? !

"How about it, if you don't object, let's use this name?"

Lu Yuan's inquiry brought the little girl back to reality. Seeing that the other party was waiting for her answer, she lowered her head and hurriedly got up and left.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan smiled, knowing that the other party had already agreed, but just chose to default because he was too shy.

Continue to lower his head to practice the art of disguise, the little girl behind him quietly took out the diary, which had more than ten pages of content written on it.

Turning to a new page, the little girl picked up the charcoal pencil, glanced at Lu Yuan who was serious, and lowered her head to start recording.

[The first day of April in the fifth year of Wanli.

Dad, Mom, Lu Yuan gave me a new name today, Lu Huaer, what a coincidence...]

No words were spoken all night.

The next morning, after breakfast, Lu Yuan went out to Xue's Medical Clinic.

The old beggar and the little girl were the only ones left in the room, or now she was called Lu Huaer.

Without Lu Yuan, Lu Huaer seemed to be much bolder. She asked the old beggar, "Grandpa Lu, what do you think of the name 'Lu Huaer'?"

The old beggar laughed and asked back, "What do you think?"

The girl bowed her head and stirred the corner of her clothes, "No, I don't know..."

"The word 'flower' originally represents the beauty of a woman. I think it's not bad. Of course, if you don't like it, then we can change it. We don't have to listen to that stinky boy."

"Then... that's not necessary. Just 'Lu Huaer'. I think it's okay." The girl said in a low voice.

The old beggar smiled even more.

"Grandpa Lu, what kind of person is Lu Yuan? He seems different from others."

"Oh? How is he different? Tell me." The old beggar was a little curious.

"I just feel that he seems... not a good kid, but not a bad guy..." Lu Huaer tried to describe the vague feeling.

These days, as they got to know each other, Lu Yuan always gave her an indescribable feeling.

Even though they were all the same age, he seemed to be a generation older, and he would always say something rude or treasonous inadvertently, which his father had taught many times not to say outside, but Lu Yuan didn't seem to care at all.

"You are quite perceptive." The old beggar sighed.

"What kind of person is he?"

"He..." After a pause, as if looking for a suitable description, the old beggar finally looked at Lu Huaer's face and uttered eight words:

"Be true to yourself and act according to your own will!"

After saying that, the old beggar laughed again, as if he was very satisfied with his eight-character description, "That kid seems to be like this by nature, and he lives more transparently than me."

However, when Lu Huaer heard this eight-character description, she looked strange, "You mean he is more selfish and not bound by etiquette?"

After hearing this, the old beggar smiled and shook his head, "Yes and no, think carefully about the time you have been together, whether the feeling he gave you is consistent with what you just said."

Lu Huaer only thought about it for a while, and then shook her head directly, and now she didn't understand even more.

"Haha, it's a bit exaggerated to say that the boy is selfish, but he does take his own interests very seriously, and even often does things to achieve his goals.

Besides, it's not accurate to say that he is not bound by etiquette. The boy often ignores the rules, but it doesn't mean that he has no etiquette in his heart. It's just that he has his own standards in his heart, and under this standard, he often does things at will." The old beggar told his understanding of Lu Yuan.

Seeing that Lu Huaer was still confused, the old beggar was not surprised, because his description just now still did not deviate from the category of "selfishness" and "ignoring etiquette".

"The boy actually has a circle in his heart, and people in the circle and outside the circle are different. Just listen to this. No matter how detailed I say, it's better for you to see and feel it yourself. Don't worry, you will understand it after a long time."

......

Time flies, and another month later.

In the evening, in front of the clinic.

Doctor Xue looked at the child in front of him with complicated eyes, and opened his mouth several times but didn't know what to say.

Lu Yuan bowed respectfully to the other party, stood up and smiled brightly, then turned and left the clinic.

He had learned all the knowledge here, and he had stayed in the small town of Xinyang for too long, so it was time to leave again.

Where was the next stop?

Planning the famous route in his mind, Lu Yuan's face sank as soon as he entered the door.

"Master Lu!"

He crossed more than ten meters in a few steps and came to the old beggar at an exaggerated speed to help him up.

At this moment, there was a clear shoe print on the old beggar's chest, and blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, looking very depressed.

The old beggar who was helped up opened his eyes quietly, and after confirming that the person was Lu Yuan, the whole person immediately seemed to come alive, rubbing his chest and breathing "hissing", and the previous depressed look instantly improved by half.

Seeing this reaction, Lu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly. Although he had always wanted to help the old beggar change his temperament, was it a little too fast, and what was going on with that abstract taste.

After checking the old beggar's pulse and making sure that he was not seriously injured, he asked.

"Perfect acting, but what happened? Where is Hua'er?