Chapter 90 No, He Won't

"..." Mrs. Liu and Axiu were confused.

Especially when facing the eyes of the children who turned to worship in horror.

A Xiu subconsciously ordered Liu Yusheng's words to be prohibited. She said she wanted to hug her, so he broke away from Mrs. Liu and picked up the little baby.

"Raise high."

lift.

"Ride a big horse."

ride.

"fly."

Didn't fly, because Axiu didn't know how to present the verb to fly.

This did not prevent the gradually surrounding children from sighing and envious.

"Do ghosts do this?" Riding on Axiu's neck, Liu Yusheng was condescending, his eyes looked down, and he was quite imposing.

The children shook their heads, "No."

"Look at how frightened you were just now. Tears flowed from your nose and nose when you cried. Is it shameful? Let the little kids in other villages know about it, they will laugh at you all."

"...Nan, Brother Axiu is so powerful, can we let him play with us in the future?" Shame and throw him to another village? Certainly not! A child stumbles and asks.

"Okay, we are usually at home, you can come to my house to play with us when you have time."

"Well then, you can't go back. Like Big Brother Dabao, you always don't take us to play."

"Whatever you say, I'll wait for you to come." Liu Yusheng patted her little chest and promised, and then patted Axiu's head with her little hand, "Brother Axiu, go home!"

The humanoid horse started immediately.

Looking at the back of the three of them leaving, there is also Xiaotong's envy, "Nannan is really amazing, brother Axiu listens to her..."

"I want to have such a brother too..."

Mrs. Liu, who was far away, laughed slowly, and in the end, she couldn't hold back her laughter, and she almost got angry.

"Oh, I didn't expect our nannan to have this set, and train the group of children to be obedient."

"What I said is the truth. Brother Axiu is already powerful and capable."

"Yes, yes, no wonder the neighbors say that you are a child king." The villagers dote on Nannan, and Nannan deserves everyone's favor.

Especially Axiu, he obeyed Nannan's words and said that he would ride a big horse, but he kept letting her ride, "Okay, there is still a long way to go from home, Nannan, you come down first, Axiu is still a child, so holding on to it. It won't grow taller after the bone is attached."

"Grandma, I'm not heavy." Liu Yusheng was speechless, she was really not heavy.

"You're tired, grandma hugs you."

This time, without waiting for Liu Yusheng to speak, A Xiu's figure dodged the old lady's outstretched hand in a flash, and instantly jumped all the way, for fear that the little baby sitting on his neck would be robbed.

Madam Liu, "..." laughed again.

Just now, she was really worried that the children's unintentional words would hurt A Xiu, and she was also worried that A Xiu would be rejected and ridiculed by the children in the village.

Now it seems that the child has not been affected, and the nan-nan has also solved the matter quite satisfactorily, which is better than the adults.

She can rest assured.

The boy in front was holding the little baby, his steps were relaxed and steady, and he was in a good mood.

It still smells good, without the smell of fireworks, and it's fragrant and sweet, like... the white flour steamed buns eaten in the morning.

Back at home, the old lady went to the kitchen to work on lunch.

Liu Yusheng took A Xiu and sat in the main room, and then took out a small cup of spiritual spring from the space under the pretext of going back to the room, diluted it and returned to the main room.

Lingquan water has the effect of removing rot and regenerating muscles, and it can also perfectly remove scars.

It's just that some things can't be too eye-catching and need to be done step by step. Too shocking, it will bring disaster to the family.

Back in the main room, the boy still sat obediently on the stool, watching her quietly.

His hair, which she helped bundle, was combed together with the bangs on his forehead, revealing the scars on half of his face.

Approaching, standing in front of the boy, Liu Yusheng looked at the boy's face, an extreme combination of half angel and half devil.

The scar is on the right side of the face, from under the eyes to the corners of the mouth to the base of the ears.

Uneven, granulated, with reddish spots, it looks ugly and ferocious.

No wonder those little kids were frightened.

Liu Yusheng's heart twisted slightly, with a dull pain, "Brother Axiu, I'll give you some medicine, please don't move. This is for the treatment of scars on your face. Trust me, I will definitely be able to treat you. Healed and became the same as before."

Axiu blinked his eyes, but didn't respond.

There was no movement either.

Using a clean cotton ball dipped in spiritual spring water, and smearing it on the scar little by little, Liu Yusheng's movements were gentle and meticulous.

Although the effect of Lingquan is reduced after being diluted, these ugly scars can be eliminated in a few months at most.

She wanted to let him return to his original state in three or two days, but if he did that, once the news spread, the entire Liu family and even Xinghua Village would not be able to find peace.

Lingquan will attract countless people to snatch it, and in the time and space where imperial power is paramount, she does not even have the power to fight back.

As the spiritual spring soaked into the skin, a refreshing coolness came, and the boy narrowed his eyes comfortably, showing a look of enjoyment.

When the coolness no longer continued, the young man became dissatisfied, widened his eyes, clasped the little baby's hand against his cheek, and motioned for her to continue.

Liu Yusheng was angry and funny, and pinched his little hand on the other side of the boy's cheek, "You think it's a joke, don't make trouble."

After pinching, the young man pursed the corners of his mouth in grievance, and rubbed him softly.

Axiu immediately became obedient.

After pouring the remaining spiritual spring water into the vegetable garden behind the house, Liu Yusheng set up a small square table in the yard, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a three-character scripture on the paper.

The teenager followed her the whole time, curious about her every move.

"These, you taught me before, I don't know if you still remember it." Thinking of the days when the teenager taught her to recite and recite, Liu Yusheng smiled, with nostalgia in his eyes, "At that time, we used branches in the sand. Practice writing on the ground."

Later, when the conditions were better, and when practicing calligraphy with pen, ink, paper and inkstone would not feel distressed, he disappeared.

When she thought about it, she seemed to have never seen him write with a brush. She wondered if it was the same as what he wrote on the sand. It was powerful and elegant.

"Brother Axiu, try it out." Putting the brush into the boy's hand, he taught him the correct way to hold the pen, "Just follow what I wrote, this is the Three Character Classic, when I first started learning with you, you That's what taught me."

The young man was stunned, a little stunned, his eyes fell on the white paper, and he seemed to be puzzled by the black graphics on it.

The fingers holding the brush go back and forth, relax, and squeeze.

But he couldn't write anything, he didn't know what to do.

But Sheng Sheng was looking at him, she hoped that he could write, and her face was full of anticipation.

A Xiu began to worry, his face became whiter and whiter, fine beads of sweat ooze out of his forehead, and his hands began to tremble.

No, he won't, he wants to drop the pen, shred all the paper in front of him, and throw the whole table out!

He doesn't want to see these things!