Chapter 809 Mr. Niu Is Going to Do Something Big (2)

After quickly smoking out most of the cigarette, Varo's mood finally calmed down.

Although he was chatting with Mr. Niu, he was still a little nervous; but in any case, he no longer stuttered when he spoke...

"Brother, how old are you this year? It shouldn't be too long since you came to Black Rock City!" Master Niu asked casually.

This guy also lit a cigarette in his mouth.

Accompanying the middle-aged man in front of me, he was puffing away together; this is an internationally accepted method of shortening the distance in the modern world.

Sure enough, I quickly saw a pretty good effect on the other party.

At the same time, the tone of this guy's mouth is also extremely friendly; this behavior is not deliberately shown.

The man's temples in front of him are already a little gray, and the skin on his body is extremely dark under the influence of the strong ultraviolet rays in today's crazy weather.

All in all, this man looked to be over fifty years old, and he could be considered a little old man.

But Mr. Niu knew very well that this man's actual age was much younger than his appearance.

It's just the hardship of life that made him what he is now.

Therefore, Master Niu has always been quite kind to such honest people under his command.

The fact was exactly as Mr. Niu expected. Varro quickly replied: "In two months' time, I will be thirty-five years old. By that time, it will be almost a year since I came to Black Rock City."

When he said this, only a little bit of the butt of the small chrysanthemum cigarette in Varro's mouth was left.

However, Varro still held it in his mouth, reluctant to waste the last one or two puffs. Seeing this, Mr. Niu flicked the cigarette case and handed over a new cigarette.

He continued to ask casually: "Oh! How many people are there in the family and how are they living?"

After lighting a new cigarette with the cigarette butt in his hand, Varro took another puff; he felt extremely comfortable doing this luxurious thing of smoking two cigarettes in a row.

It was Master Niu's approach that calmed down the last tension in his heart.

It's rare to find such an excellent person to talk to.

After Varro exhaled a puff of smoke, he, who had always been a stuffy man, actually broke his lips for a rare occasion and spoke in a long voice:

"How many people are there? Now there are only two of us at home, namely me and Xiaozi. In the winter when the severe drought just started, the woman in the family had already died."

"At that time, we were still living in a small tribe outside the mountains; every time the situation got a little worse, some people had to die to survive, and the situation that year was even worse."

"In order to allow the young and strong men in the tribe to survive, the women at home and the elders in the tribe spontaneously went out on a snowy day and never came back."

During this narration, Mr. Niu listened silently without any intention of interrupting.

He has experienced too many stories like this; basically everyone who has migrated from outside the mountain has a similar story.

For these locals, as long as they survive, even if the process is extremely difficult...

When Varro told all this, his mood was quite calm, but there was a hint of sadness hidden:

"Later, our small tribe followed the crowd and entered the Luo Lei Mountains; along the way, most of the tribe members fell on the road, but dozens of people still arrived here and arrived at this great place."

After telling this, Varro's eyes gradually began to light up.

Even that face full of wrinkles and a bit bitter and resentful is also full of a faint smile:

"Everything got better after that. Our father and son were assigned to a farm outside Black Rock City. I farmed in the fields every day. Our little boy, who was just five years old, was sent to preschool. More than half a year ago, I was recruited again. winery."

"Now, the little kid will be fourteen years old soon, and he will soon be an adult. Originally, I planned to let the kid finish studying for this year. If he fails to pass the exam again, he will find a job so that he can marry a woman. "

"However, this kid is still a little unwilling. He said that he must be admitted to a new school. After thinking about it, since this kid is so ambitious, I will let him go. I can still work for many years, and I can Let him provide for you.”

Mr. Niu has been listening quietly without saying a word.

However, in his mind, a touching picture appeared in real time, of a student who worked hard and studied hard.

And behind this student, the father who silently sacrifices for him...

Even though this place and the modern plane are two completely different worlds, this kind of deep fatherly love is completely connected to them.

For a moment, Mr. Niu was very moved by this great brilliance in human nature.

He patted the premature Varro on the shoulder and asked in passing: "By the way, which school do you plan to get into, your little brat?"

"Black Rock City No. 3 Primary School." Varro answered quickly.

There was even some pride in his words: "This little kid graduated from preschool three years ago and became the most educated person in our tribe since ancient times."

"He also promised me that if I work hard this year, I will be able to pass the entrance examination for the third primary school next year."

In an instant, Mr. Niu coughed violently.

He almost choked to death due to the smoke that was held in his nose.

Damn it! He was almost fourteen years old. He took the entrance examination for an ordinary elementary school and failed to pass it for three consecutive years.

If Tu Mei gave birth to such a thing for herself in the future, she would throw her into a smelly ditch and drown her on the spot.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Niu, are you okay?" Varro asked anxiously, and patted Mr. Niu on the back with his big, calloused hands.

Mr. Niu, who was gradually recovering, was naturally unable to express his true intentions when faced with such a father.

So after he pondered for a while, he found a pencil, wrote a paragraph on his empty cigarette box, and signed his name.

Then he handed the cigarette case into Varro's hand and said:

"It's not long since school started. Tell your kid to take this thing and go to the No. 1 Elementary School to report! Also, tell the kid that it was me who said it. Don't go to school after the second grade of elementary school. Find someone else. Good job, respect his father..."

A thin cigarette case fell into Varo's hand, but it seemed to be of great weight.

He tried hard to move his mouth, but found that he couldn't even say a word; he could only kneel down suddenly and kowtow respectfully to Master Niu.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Niu quickly planned to help the other person up.

But at this moment, he could see a faint silver light rising from Varo's body; and then the innate Bagua diagram in his body was sucked clean in an instant.

Even if it was the first time he encountered this situation, Mr. Niu knew that the silver light was the power of faith.

After witnessing the birth of the power of faith, Mr. Niu quickly thought of something...