Article 155
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If there are some trees, then there are many places with trees in the city, why don't they see any effect? 】Ye Zhao looked at those trees and frowned suspiciously.
[City tree? ] Nie Renyan raised his eyebrows: [The trees in the city are of course different from the trees that grow naturally here, and judging by the height of these trees, they should be many years old. 】
The two of them were chatting when they heard the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole from the other side of the door. With the slight "click" sound after turning, the door opened.
Sure enough, those two beds were specially reserved.
Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan looked at each other, then turned to look at the door. I saw a small old man with white hair and childlike face come in, saw the two of them stunned for a moment, then glanced at the other sleeping people, then turned around and whispered to the people behind: "Hush down, someone is here sleep."
The little old man looked a little strange, he had a long goatee on his chin, and he was wearing not too thick clothes in the cold weather, but he didn't look cold at all, but his nose was a little red, I don't know if it was Frozen outside. With one hand on a yellow cloth pocket hanging slantly by his side, he stroked his beard with the other, and he drew square steps on his feet.
Following him was a boy with a round face who looked about ten years old. After he entered the door, he saw Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan smiled politely. The dimple on one side of his face made him look a little shy. Unlike the little old man who only had a cloth bag hanging all over his body, besides the same yellow cloth bag straddled across his body, he also carried a small leather bag in each hand, but it seemed to contain a lot of things. Shaking, making a "dingling dingling" sound.
When the little old man heard the voice, he immediately changed his manner from just now, turned around, pointed his toes at the boy's nose, raised his face and said in a low voice: "Take it lightly, you are holding a concert." Nah!"
Being scolded in the presence of outsiders, the boy blushed to the tips of his ears. He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand and scratch his head, but he forgot that he was still holding the leather bag in his hand, and there was another burst of "dingling bangs".
Xia Zhiming and the others turned over one after another, tending to wake up one after another.
"You!" The little old man glanced back at them, then turned to stare at the boy, stroked his beard with remorse, and said angrily, "Why did I accept such a stupid boy!"
"Teacher, teacher, teacher, master," the boy said with a look of sorry for you, "I, I, I will make up, make up, make up for IQ..."
The little old man had a horrible look on his face, sat down on the lower bunk bed, and waved his hand weakly: "Fuck!"
The bed squeaked a few times, Luo Xiaochen and the others sat up, Xia Zhiming rubbed his brows, looked at the two extra people in the room, and said in a daze, "This is... all living?"
Luo Xiaochen and Fang Siyuan were still a little confused. After listening to Xia Zhiming's words, they looked at the little old man and his little apprentice stupidly. It took a long time to realize that these two people were going to live here with them.
Seeing that everyone was awake, the little old man no longer held back
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