She had seen him on the fifth day of the ancient times!
With the similarity between Min Yuchen and five or six points, his appearance is even better. Although he saw it too few times, his impression was too deep, and it seemed to be engraved in his mind and he could not forget it.
When she saw this face, she would think of the day when he stood on the clouds, just like when he was walking on the street today, arrogant and indifferent, as if everything in the world could not catch his eyes.
She really wanted to rush over and ask him, don’t you love every flower and tree in this world? Why did you watch your aunt die at the end but didn’t save her? Why did Xiaojue not fear the way of heaven and resist hard, but you could watch coldly?
And why are you...
If you want to bet, I will sacrifice myself and die with the drought?
Is it not important in your heart that the fifth thought is not important at all!
She wanted to ask too much, but she knew clearly in her heart that he was just Di Jun now and did not have Min Yuchen's memory.
So I can only stare at him with resentment!
If a human was staring at him with accused eyes, Di Jun would just glance indifferently, and then the second, third, fourth, and now the fifth time, Di Jun could still be indifferent to not seeing it.
However, the little fairy beside Di Jun couldn't stand it anymore. Poyun's voice was not too loud, enough for the fifth Nian to hear it, "Young Master, that beggar took out the eyes that wanted to strip your clothes and looked at you!"
Beggar?
Wu Nian looked at Poyun in surprise, wishing she could not clean her ears to determine if she heard it well?
Could the beggar he mentioned refers to himself?
I looked down at my outfit, and the fifth thought was suffocating, and it was even more difficult to take a breath.
She looks a bit like a beggar now.
Di Jun's cold eyes swept over the fifth thought lightly, as if he was looking at a decoration without any warmth, and then calmly withdrew his eyes.
Just like him on the clouds that day, his fifth thought even his breathing was tightened, his heart felt ache, his trembling hands clenched into fists, and his small white teeth were grinding and making a sound.
When Poyun saw his master like this, he immediately became happy. The master's normal aesthetic concept was still there, which really made him feel relieved.
If we compare Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi, perhaps others think that Dong Huang Taiyi, who has always been frivolous, is a moody and unpredictable god, but in his eyes, the usual arrogant Di Jun is the most unpredictable.
The second young master at least has some aesthetic concepts, but his young master is really as he wants. I still remember that a long time ago, the young master stared at a rooster with a confused look, and said a word he almost flashed his waist for a long time, "This rooster is very beautiful!"
Poyun wanted to ask the young master, the rooster and other cockfighting cocks were almost gone, and where was it beautiful?
The beggar in front of him was no different from the heroic and proud bald rooster. Poyun was afraid that the young master would say, "This beggar is very beautiful!" This made him creepy.
That rooster can still be kept in the chicken coop, but where should this beggar be kept in front of you?
Poyun patted his chest, but fortunately Di Jun didn't take this beggar in his eyes. It was a blessing in disguise.
The boy looked up at Di Jun, and his heart was filled with a sign that he was not easy to mess with.
Without thinking, he grabbed Di Wu Nian's hand and begged slightly, "Let's go, okay? Are you hungry?"
Wu Nian felt weak and knew that humans had no status in the ancient times, so she naturally feared those big names who could not afford to offend and did not want to make things difficult for him. After all, at this time, she was not prepared to face Di Jun.
He could only lower his face and let the boy pull her away.
After all the way to a stream in the suburbs, the boy took out a steamed bun from his arms, broke a small piece from the side, and handed the big one to Di Nian, "I'm still young now and I don't eat much, I'll give you the big one."
The fifth thought blinked, a little moved, but it also made her feel a little sad. If a child aged six or seven years old did this, it would be either a difficult growth environment or a good education for his parents at home.
She reached out to get the small steamed bun, "I didn't sleep well today, I don't have the appetite, you can eat big ones!"
The boy looked at the steamed bun in his hand and looked at the one in Di Wunian's hand. His eyes were a little hesitant. Then he broke a small piece of his steamed bun and stuffed it into Di Wunian's hand, "Eat more if you don't have an appetite."
Whose child is this? He is so well-behaved and sensible that it makes people feel distressed.
Wu Nian felt that she could no longer be decadent like this. From today on, she had to work and make money, and at least she had to have a full meal every day!
I found a large leaf on the side and rolled it up and used it as a cup for the time being.
She has been hungry for several days. How could she eat such a little steamed bun? Is it enough to find it?
After the two of them had dinner, the fifth thought could not accept the stinky smell on their bodies, "I want to take a shower."
The boy's face turned red again, and he was glad that his face was dirty now, "You, you, wash it! I will show you, don't worry, I will turn around."
The fifth thought did not change the clothes and waved to the boy, "Boy, will you make a fire?"
He nodded, "Yes!"
"Okay, I'll go take a shower first. After you set the fire, you bake my washed clothes over the fire."
"You want to take off your clothes and wash?"
Wu Nian rolled his eyes indecently, "Who doesn't take off his clothes when taking a bath? Don't tell me, you haven't taken a bath for a year without changing your clothes?"
"No, I wash it once a month."
"How do you wash?"
"Wash in clothes."
"Aren't the clothes wet?"
The boy's eyes were particularly bright, "Pick a sunny and hot windy weather, and the clothes were dry after washing."
The fifth thought was speechless. This was the most bizarre way to take a bath she had ever heard of.
The branches were burning with flames, and the boy set off a shelf. He listened to the gurgling water by the stream, and the fifth thought was humming an unknown tone in his ear, and he suddenly turned red. She was still a woman, why was there no woman at all reserved?
He took off his clothes and asked him to dry his clothes. He bit his lower lip. The boy sighed. It seemed that he would not be able to marry her now.
The fifth thought at least washed away her hair. Fortunately, she was well done in normal hair care. Even if there was no shampoo here, her hair was still so soft.
"Boy, are your clothes good?"
"Uh, horse, it's all right away." He reached out to take off the clothes on the shelf, and there was still the heat of the fire on it. He didn't dare to look at the fifth thought that was just under the lingerie, and handed it to her with his eyes closed.
"I'm dressed." While changing clothes, she washed her underwear and decided to dry it by herself. Fortunately, people here have never seen modern underwear, so she wouldn't be embarrassed.
The boy looked back and saw the fifth thought of washing his body.
Her face is beautiful, with a hint of heroic spirit in her eyebrows. The most beautiful one is her eyes that are brighter than stars. When her eyebrows and eyes are curved, it will melt the glaciers of all things in the world, making you feel that only warmth is left. She is beautiful, not the beauty of stunning time, but the appearance of time that has settled down, but the calmness, elegance, and even domineeringness that has been imprinted in the depths of the soul.
"You, you look so beautiful!"
Wu Nian raised her eyebrows proudly, "That's right, you should go and wash your little face."
In fact, the boy didn't want to wash his face. After all, he was bullied a lot because of his face, and later he became dirty, so no one paid much attention to him.
But seeing her look so beautiful, she doesn't want to be so embarrassed.
Sitting by the stream, washing his face quietly, Wu Nian focused on drying his underwear. Seeing that the little guy was still washing, he found a place to hide in the grass and changed his underwear.
After coming out, I found that the guy was still washing, "Boy, are you planning to wash your bald skin with this face?"
"It's finished washing." The boy turned his face.
Wu Nian couldn't help but look at the boy in shock, with tears gushing in his eyes, and he shouted excitedly, "Yi Mo?"
A gust of wind rushed to him and hugged "Yi Mo" tightly in his arms, "Yi Mo, mom misses you!"
Chapter completed!