Chapter 1969 Tribulation (43)

Pushing gently from inside, a man wearing simple cloth came out.

Under the soft light of the lantern, the man's skin was fair and he was tall.

Carrying a backpack and a small lantern, the cloth on his body was washed white.

Very clean and tidy.

The cuffs are full of stitch marks that have been mended extremely well.

The man walked out carrying a small lantern, followed by an old gentleman.

The old gentleman is getting older and his eyesight is not working well.

With a smile and a kind face, he sent the man out the door.

He also handed him a bag of money.

"Mr. Su, walk slowly. The road is dark at night. Please be careful, Mr. Su."

The man smiled slightly, lowered his eyes and said, "Excuse me, Master, please come back."

The old gentleman exclaimed.

He bid farewell to the master in the school, held a lantern, and left slowly.

Under the moonlight, he was dressed in common clothes, cold and simple.

The lantern he held swayed slightly, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the aroma of rice wafted from all directions.

Reflecting the moonlight, his face was warm and white, and his eyebrows were deep and beautiful.

Desolately, his fingers were long and white, and his eyes were dark and gentle.

Carrying a backpack on my back, I walked alone on the bluestone path.

The back is slender, gentle and elegant.

His whole body was filled with that indescribable bookishness.

Plain and simple, like a piece of beautiful jade that has not been modified.

Under the bright moonlight, it was quiet and peaceful.

He walked quietly, holding a lantern.

The candlelight in the lantern flickered. He walked to the corner and stopped for a moment in a deserted place.

Then, squat down and put down the backpack.

The light in the corner was dim and cool, and the bluestone was covered with slimy moss.

The man put down the backpack, and then opened the lid of the backpack.

The voice was soft, where the moonlight could not reach.

Be gentle and careful.

"Are you hungry? Do you want a hug?"

A mature and magnetic voice in a dark corner.

The big white palm covered with thin calluses reached inside.

He picked up the big, fluffy ball inside.

He held it in his arms like a child and gently rubbed its head.

"Ouch~"

The fiery red and beautiful big dumpling flicked its tail.

The tip of the fluffy and attractive tail was wagging in mid-air.

As if responding to him.

The man smiled, lowered his head, and kissed it.

Hug it tightly, and then put the backpack on again.

The beautiful fox consciously got into his lapel, lazily.

He held the lantern and protected it with one hand.

Rub its ears and make a gentle voice.

"My wife just paid me my wages. How about I go buy some barbecued meat for you tomorrow?"

"Ouch~"

OK~

It narrowed its eyes slightly and rubbed his palm comfortably.

The man laughed.

"Little raccoon is so good."

He praised it.

"...Ouch."

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Carrying the lantern all the way back home, I closed the door.

In front of the gate, which had been repaired long ago, two lanterns hung high.

Under the gentle blowing of the wind, it swayed silently and illuminated the stone steps in front of the door.

Behind the door, in the clean courtyard.

Brooms and dustpans were neatly hung on the wall.

In the corner near the kitchen, a large vegetable plot was opened up, where green vegetables were grown.

Directly opposite the kitchen, a peach tree was planted to provide shade.

It's summer, the flowers on the peach trees have fallen and are bearing fruit.

There are small peaches that are still green, small and crowded on the branches.

Like a malnourished little baby.