The time when I was young always passed quickly, and the time passed carelessly while chasing birds and drinking milk every day.
Two years have passed and the little one is already over seven years old.
During the past two years, Meng Chuan almost stayed in Shicun and never left for a long time.
Meng Chuan spent his last days with the little one, and at the same time watched the little one grow up step by step with sadness.
Step by step, it deteriorates, expires, and develops into something bigger.
The sadness in his heart could not be suppressed, his lovely milk baby was about to be gone forever.
On this day, the entire Shicun was moving and packing some things.
"I don't know how long it will take for my little one to go away and when he will be able to come back." A woman sighed, feeling very reluctant to leave.
"Yes, it would be quite unaccustomed to the village without this child." The woman next to him agreed.
"A good man has ambitions everywhere. Of course he must go out and gain experience and become famous all over the world!"
Shi Linhu's loud voice rang out, "With our little talent, we will definitely become famous all over the world."
"Uncle Lin Hu, little boy has become famous all over the world two years ago!" Shi Qingfeng shouted from the side.
After staying in Shicun for several years, Shi Qingfeng became much more cheerful.
"That was a little one from the blood-moving realm, and now a little one from the cave-heaven realm is going to do it too!" Shi Linhu said very reasonably.
It is also full of philosophy. The little ones in the past are not the little ones now.
"Remember to pack everything for the little one!"
"I know, I need you to tell me."
The little one is about to travel far, which makes the whole stone village move.
His status as village favorite is undoubtedly evident.
"Where's the little one?" Someone asked this question.
Why has it been so lively for so long and the real owner hasn’t shown up yet?
"After coming out of the patriarch's house, the little one seemed to have gone to Mr. Yuan's house and never came out. I don't know what he was doing."
"Maybe I'm saying goodbye to Mr. Yuan. After all, Mr. Yuan is like a father to the little one."
“It’s hard to leave such a little one without leaving.”
Everyone said they could understand such a thing.
However, Sniffles' eyes suddenly lit up, and he loudly spoke out a possibility.
"Isn't the little one drinking milk?"
“It smells so good!”
In Meng Chuan's room, the little boy was holding a milk can and making a vague sound of fragrance.
Sniffle Baby guessed correctly, the little one was indeed drinking milk.
He is about to travel far away, and it will take a long time before he can return to Shicun. In the future, he will no longer be able to drink the animal milk boiled by Uncle Meng.
This time I want to drink to my heart's content.
The little girl has grown two years older, her eyebrows have grown a lot, but what makes Meng Chuan fortunate is that she can still see what she looked like when she was a child.
This can be considered a kind of comfort.
"The pot is in the hand of a loving father, and the milk is in the bosom of a wanderer. I boil it carefully before leaving, for fear of returning late." Meng Chuan sighed.
"Uncle Meng, don't worry!" The little boy wiped the corner of his mouth, "I will take care of myself after I go out!"
"I'm not worried that you can't take care of yourself." Meng Chuan sighed.
"I don't know what your virtues are. How could you not be able to take care of yourself?"
"I'm worried about you harming others."
"How is that possible?" The little boy shook his head quickly, "I am a good person, how could I harm others?"
"Uncle Meng, don't make false accusations. I will sue you for defamation."
Meng Chuan touched the little one's head and said, "If you want to drink animal milk after you go out, find a place where no one is around to drink it. Don't be discovered by others."
"Otherwise, if we let everyone know that the world's best in blood-moving realm is still drinking animal milk, the whole world will laugh out loud."
The little boy nodded in agreement. Now in Shicun, he only dared to sneak into Meng Chuan's room late at night and drink animal milk in a low voice.
A child over seven years old drinks animal milk, which is too damaging to his image.
Nowadays, most people in Shicun think that he has been weaned, and what Sniffy Baby said just now is just a guess.
Shi Cun knew that there were not many little ones still drinking animal milk.
That is, Meng Chuan, Shi Yunfeng, Liu Shen, Little Red Bird, Five Colored Bird, Immortal King Hongmeng and his two boys.
Hey, after all this calculation, there are eight people who know about this matter.
It doesn't seem like a lot.
"By the way, after you go out, remember to have a good relationship with Huo Ling'er, otherwise, if she exposes you, you won't have any good juice to eat."
Meng Chuan thought of this and said seriously.
Is there anything wrong with establishing a good relationship with your future Taoist companions?
The little one's face suddenly fell.
Do you want me, a manly man, to please a fat man?
It must be impossible!
All my life, I have been at odds with that fat woman from the Fire Nation!
In the past two years, Xiao Bu Dian and Huo Ling'er often met each other in the Virtual God Realm, and every time they met, they were not so peaceful.
Huo Ling'er hated the little girl and screamed at her like a fat girl whenever she saw him.
He also said that it was time for her to lose weight, and if she couldn't lose weight, the little hero could help.
Guaranteed to make her much slimmer.
It was simply nonsense. Huo Ling'er seriously suspected that this milk-sucking baby was taking advantage of her.
Do you need to lose weight in those areas? Also, is this something you can just ask someone to help you with?
In fact, the little one is indeed a little ignorant about these things.
Huo Ling'er was so angry that her teeth were itching, and the little one wasn't much better.
This fat woman holds his biggest leverage, making it difficult for him to sleep or eat well.
Every time we meet this fat woman will use this excuse to talk about him, threaten him, and ridicule him.
He even used this secret to coerce him and let him take the initiative to send his little face up to Huo Ling'er to knead it.
It's too much to deceive others, it's really too much to deceive others!
It's simply something that Uncle Meng can tolerate, but little one can't!
The two met when they were young and have known each other for several years.
It's been a lot of bickering over the past few years.
But in a sense, the relationship between two people who often meet and bicker has indeed improved by leaps and bounds...
"I won't compromise with the big fat man!" Xiao Budian turned his head to the side and said angrily.
The same goes for Uncle Meng, who never helped him in this matter and even colluded with the fat woman’s father!
When everyone in the village heard about this incident, they just laughed.
Humph, let's see how you still laugh when I suppress the fat woman.
A feeling suddenly arose in the little boy's heart: Although there are thousands of troops, I will go alone.
"Okay, okay, after you go to Butian Pavilion, keep a low profile and don't be too pushy, otherwise there's nothing you can do if you get beaten up."
Meng Chuan pressed the little one's bulging cheek and said with a smile.
The little boy shook his head and said, "Uncle Meng, I am always very low-key."
"Go out, say goodbye to everyone, and then leave." Meng Chuan patted the little one's butt, cherishing the last chance.
"Remember to bring the little wooden horse I gave you."
"oh!"
Meng Chuan took the little one and walked out. The people from Shicun immediately gathered around and gave various instructions to the little one.
The little boy smiled at everyone and told everyone not to worry about him. He would bring everyone lots of gifts when he comes back.
In the end, Shi Yunfeng stood up and said that the little boy was on his way, so everyone let him go.
Then Meng Chuan handed the luggage to the little one, which was two big bags.
These two bags made the little boy look confused.
"Uncle Meng, I can just put them in the storage space." The little boy reached out and took the two bags.
I saw that the bag on the left was printed with three big characters: Stanley, and the bag on the right was printed with three big characters: Twins.
"No, you must carry these two bags to Butian Pavilion with your hands." Meng Chuan said solemnly:
"These two are big brands. Carrying them out will give you a lot of face."
The little one scratched his head, what a big brand, why haven’t I heard of it?
But the little one was still very obedient. He took out the little wooden horse and turned it into a big horse in the wind.
Then the little one fixed the two bags on the butt of the big wooden horse.
The little boy got on his horse and looked at everyone in Xiangshi Village one by one. Every time he looked at everyone, he called out his name and said goodbye.
"Goodbye, Uncle Lin Hu, and goodbye, Grandpa Patriarch!"
"Goodbye Liu Shen, goodbye Uncle Big Bones, uncle Little Bones, and goodbye Aunt Little Bones!"
"Goodbye Uncle Meng!"
Meng Chuan nodded and saw that everyone was not in a very high mood. If the delay continued, it would be difficult for the little one to leave.
Meng Chuan made a decision and slapped Trojan's butt directly.
Then the Trojan horse rushed out, taking the little one who kept shouting and screaming away from Shicun quickly.
Soon there was only a small black dot left, and the small black dot quickly disappeared, and only a faint sound came.
"I...will...come back...!"
The little one was riding the Emperor of Heaven's mount, carrying a Stanley and a twin bag, with reluctance and longing in his heart.
He rushed into this bright and turbulent world of cultivation.
