125. The Evil Man Has Been a Demon since He Was a Child
Fire, I rubbed my hands that had just fiddled with the soil, and then clenched my fists hard.
"Are you sure you will answer my question after I put it?" A voice of doubt came from behind, and I'm sure he showed a weird expression of distrust.
"Sure." I laughed treacherously, raised my hands to promise.
"Okay, then." He finally compromised, and let go of his hand holding my collar, asking, "Little clay man, can you answer the question now? What were you doing just now?"
Answer the question? Of course, I turned around and looked at him, stretched out my hand stained with mud to pat his shoulder, smiling harmlessly, "You ask me what I was doing just now?"[
He squinted his eyes and nodded, and the corner of his eyes swept over my hand that was placed on his shoulder.
"Then, my hand will tell you the answer." I stretched out my other hand and shook it in front of him, and under his suspicious gaze, he directly touched his face! Then, he sneered slightly, still
He smiled and said, "Old Shanghai Master, do you know what I was doing just now?"
"Play with the soil." He muffled, looking at my hands covered in soil with disgust.
A child can be taught! I looked at him with admiration, took back the hand that was placed on his shoulder, attached a big smile, and praised him without hesitation, "Smart!"
Then he turned around and ran away.
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"Huh?" I poked my head out from behind my mother, looked at the young master-style boy who was led by a serious "old" uncle, and freed up one hand to pull my mother's clothes, "Mom,"
, Who is he?"
I took a chestnut and knocked on my head.
Mom glared at me, her tone full of reproach: "What did you do just now?"
"It hurts!" Rubbing my head, I looked at my mother with aggrievedness and said sadly, "Go and see the scenery." I didn't do anything bad. At most I was unhappy. This young master from old Shanghai disturbed me to see the scenery.
He rubbed his face with his muddy hands twice, and he didn't fight with anyone. He disturbed me first. Oh, mom is so unfair.
Twist my ears and pulled me in front. My mother first glanced at me warningly, and then apologized to the 'old' who looked very serious with a smile: "Director Lan, really, no
I'm so embarrassed, the little girl doesn't understand