I smiled and said to Nian Nian, and took out a piece of chocolate from my pocket that I had bought and left on the road to satisfy my hunger, and stuffed it into Nian Nian's hand.
"Thank you sister!"
Nian Nian laughed so much that saliva drooled from the corner of his mouth. He took the chocolate and pushed it away before putting it into his mouth.
"Don't eat monster food, it won't kill you!"
Yan's father rushed over and knocked the chocolate that Nian Nian had just stuffed into the corner of his mouth to the ground.
Then he stretched out his foot, stepped on it and crushed it.
Nian Nian was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears with a loud "Wow".
"My candy! My candy is gone!" Nian Nian cried loudly.
"Good boy, stop crying, what do you think this is?"
The old mayor came out from behind me, patted Nian Nian on the shoulder and said, stretched out a hand in front of Nian Nian and spread his palm.
There was a white rabbit toffee lying on the palm.
"This is candy! Delicious candy!"
Nian Nian laughed through tears, picked up the toffee from the old mayor's hand, looked back at Yan's father, hid behind the old mayor, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed the candy into his mouth.
"It's delicious!" Nian Nian said with a smile.
The old mayor looked at Nian Nian who was smiling and said: "Nian Nian, you often write with Xiaofeng. Do you recognize Xiaofeng's handwriting?"
"Brother Xiaofeng's name?"
Looking at the old mayor every year, he said: "Brother Xiaofeng's handwriting is the same as mine, I recognize it!"
"Then look at what Xiaofeng wrote on it?"
The old mayor said, handing the receipt to Nian Nian and asked.
While chewing candy, Nian Nian read out the contents of the receipt, then clapped his hands and said: "This is what Brother Xiaofeng wrote, this is what Brother Xiaofeng wrote! Brother Xiaofeng sold the motorcycle to
I’ll buy some candy!”
Everyone around laughed.
I looked at Nian Nian and was surprised that she could recognize so many words. It seemed that she had read books.
But now it has become like this, which is really heartbreaking.
"Girl, you just said that your handwriting is the same as your brother Xiaofeng's. Can you write a few and see?" the old mayor touched Nian Nian's head and asked.
"Okay! Okay!"
Nian Nian clapped her hands happily.
It can be seen that she likes writing very much.
"Grandpa Mayor, do you want to write on this?" Nian Nian looked at the old mayor and asked.
"You write on this!"
As the old mayor spoke, he took out a small notebook from his body and a pen from his coat pocket, and handed it to Nian Nian.
Nian Nian took the notebook and pen, held the notebook in one hand and the pen in the other, lowered his head and started writing.
She lowered her head and wrote quickly on the notebook with the pen in her hand, making a rustling sound without any pause.
"Grandpa Mayor, give it!"
After two or three minutes, Nian Nian stopped writing, with an expression on his face asking for credit, and handed the notebook and pen to the old mayor.
The old mayor looked down, with a look of regret on his face. He raised his hand and touched Nian Nian's head and said, "Good boy, you wrote very well!"
I took out two more milk candies from my body, put them into Nian Nian's hand, and then handed the notebook to me with my backhand.
I took the notebook handed over by the old mayor, looked down at it, and was surprised again.
The calligraphy of Nian Nian is very good. It is indeed 70-80% similar to Yan Xiaofeng's calligraphy, but it is two points more graceful than Yan Xiaofeng's.
This is not what surprises me the most. Even if a person loses his spiritual roots and earthly soul, some things he has practiced since he was a child, such as riding a bicycle, writing, swimming, etc., will be like skills carved into his bones.
It won't be thrown away.
What amazes me is what is written every year.
In just two or three minutes, Nian Nian actually wrote a complete "Moonlight Night on the Spring River".
I raised my head and found that the old mayor was looking at me, with a complicated expression on his face.
"Since it has been said every year that this document was written by Xiaofeng himself, it means that you have misunderstood me!"
The old mayor moved his eyes away from my face and landed on Father Yan's face.
Then he took the notebook from my hand, put the "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night" written every year together with the note, held it up and waved it around in front of the villagers.
Some of the villagers nodded in agreement, while others remained silent.
After Yan's father glared at me, he looked at the old mayor and said with a frown on his neck: "Even if they really bought the motorcycle from Xiaofeng, they still stole the spiritual Buddha from Liuyun Temple and injured Liuyun.
Fairy Guanshi, how should we settle these accounts? You can’t just settle them like this, can you?”
"I saw it just now when I was standing at the door, Yan Guang, you are too impulsive. If it weren't for this girl, you would have been killed by you every year! We can't let a bad person go, but we can't wrongly accuse a good person!"
The mayor spoke.
It turns out that Yan Xiaofeng and Nian Nian’s father is named Yan Guang.
"Good guy?"
Yan Guang snorted coldly and said: "Xiangu has given us all dreams, is this thing still fake? Hasn't Xiangu not taken enough care of us in these years? Isn't it because of Xiangu that we have such a prosperous life?
?”
As soon as Yan Guang finished speaking, the crowd heard a lot of discussion.
"But after the girls in the town became godmothers to the fairy aunt, they all turned into fools!" the old mayor said solemnly.
The old mayor's words were like a heavy hammer. As soon as he said these words, the discussion in the crowd stopped instantly, and you could hear a needle drop at the door of the ancestral hall.
"Of course, when I say this, I don't mean to deny Immortal Liuyun.
Since this girl came back on her own initiative and even rescued Nian Nian in the situation just now, she shouldn't be a very evil person.
I just thought about it, and I am worried that the girls will become stupid after worshiping the fairy. I am worried that there is some programming error on our part.
What's more, recently we are on the national highway, and accidents happen at night. This incident is also very strange. Although these are not done by the fairy, we can't let people wrongly accuse the fairy.
This girl said she is a psychic, maybe she can clear up the misunderstanding and solve the problem of the girls becoming stupid and the accident on the national highway, so what's the harm?"
After the old mayor finished speaking, he looked at everyone. Everyone was stunned, and then started talking in whispers. But their faces became much calmer, and many people looked at me with a bit of expectation on their faces.
color.
"Old mayor, we also have girls in our family. If this child can really save the child, we are willing to believe her once."
After a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and said to the old mayor.
Others nodded in agreement.
Only Yan Guang still stared at me angrily, as if we had really stolen something from his house.
After the old mayor glanced at Yan Guang, he turned to me and asked: "Girl, Master Yan Na once said that a real gentleman can cure some unexplained diseases. The young girls in our Yanjiadi Town have become
You have become a fool and you will not live to be thirty-six years old. Since you say you are a psychic, can you cure this strange disease?"