If the old man was a zombie, she would punch him with enough force and knock him down immediately.

After that, you can also consider adding another touch to add a touch of color.

But the old man is not a zombie!

In this day and age, she can't hit anyone at will!

In these critical times,

She turned her almond-shaped eyes slightly, stretched out her hand, turned sideways, and was neatly prepared to dodge perfectly as planned.

Naihe, Naihe!

The original body’s physical condition was so poor!

The response is too slow!

Her mind is spinning!

Actions can’t keep up!

The action was not just one beat slower, but several beats slower!

She wants to curse, okay?

She scolded the vicious stepmother for abusing her into such a small body that could be blown away by the wind. It was so abominable!

Looking back, I have to exercise well and strengthen my physical fitness to prepare for emergencies.

The old man was wearing a shabby military coat, holding a vat, looking at the girl's little black face, and poured it into the boiling water he had just filled.

My tank has just received boiling water, and it's still steaming!

Seeing the sudden scene in front of him, the old man was also frightened.

If you bump into someone else's little girl, you must not ruin her face.

no!

no!

However, when a person gets old, his hands and feet become weak!

Originally, the old man wanted to move the vat neatly to avoid the little black girl's face.

As a result, the tank in my hand just shifted a little!

Bang!

The train shook violently again!

puff!

The vat was tilted, and the hot water from the enamel vat was about to be poured out, directly onto the girl's face!

The old man stood there blankly, his hands still in the same position as before, and his face was so frightened that his face was frozen.

It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!

At this critical moment.

Bang!

A shabby military coat quickly flew over and covered Gu Qiuyu's entire head quickly and accurately.

Even when we were almost there, the old man didn't see what was going on.

I thought my eyes were dazzled.

Rubbing his eyes again, he found that the girl's black face was gone, only a glimpse of a shabby military coat.

Old man: "..."

Could it be that my eyes are really blurry?

Where did the little black girl go?

Besides,

Gu Qiuyu was suddenly covered by a military coat, and her vision suddenly went dark.

Before she could react, she heard a pop and felt something splashing on the thing covering her.

He took a deep breath, and it seemed that someone threw something to cover his face, blocking the hot water and saving himself from being almost disfigured.

At this time, she heard the old man's excited voice:

"Chuan Wazi, thank you!"

But I saved that little black face.

Otherwise, the little black girl will be disfigured, and he will have no choice but to knock out his teeth and swallow them in his stomach, preparing to smash them into his own hands and cheat his own son.

Fortunately, his face was not disfigured, and he did not have to delay his son's life.

call!

Thank you ancestors for blessing me.

The old man reached out and patted Lu Mingchuan's shoulder excitedly. His eyes were full of praise and appreciation. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, which scared him to death.

He just liked this young man, he was very skillful.

He saved himself, no, he saved the little girl, and even his own son!

Gu Qiuyu opened the heavy military coat covering his face.

When I looked down, I saw it was an old military coat.

When the military coat passed her nose just now, she smelled a bit of man's sweat on the military coat, and there was also a faint scent of pine wood.

It doesn't smell too good, and it doesn't smell bad either.

Without the smell of sweat, this pinewood scent would be dull and overbearing!

She tidied her messy hair, held up her military coat, glanced around, turned her head, looked around with bright eyes, and asked:

"Whose is this?"

Someone saved my face, so I have to thank them in person.

Before the person involved could speak, the old man in an old military coat said, grinning, patted Lu Shichuan on the back, and said enthusiastically:

"Girl, it belongs to Sichuan Wazi!"

Gu Qiuyu glanced at the Sichuan Wazi mentioned by the old man. He was a man with a beard covering his facial features and long hair that reached his ears.

The face is dark and dark.

The eyes are quite big, pitch black, and very bright.

The clothes are also the way people in the village dress.

Overall very rough.

The facial features are indeed blocked by the obstructive beard and cannot be seen clearly.

However, judging from the overall image and clothing.

It seems that this man must be in his thirties or forties.

Thinking that I am only a teenager and a man in his thirties or forties should still call him uncle no matter what.

That's what she thought, and that's what she did.

"Uncle, thank you!" Gu Qiuyu handed over the worn military coat and thanked him very politely.

When he heard the little girl calling him uncle, the man blushed, and his dark face and beard covered the blush on his face.

He gritted his back teeth, stretched out his hand, grabbed his military coat, turned around and sat on the lower bunk, keeping a straight face and saying nothing.

This little black girl can't speak very well.

Call yourself uncle?

Are you that old?

Hahaha!

When the old man heard the girl say thank you, he actually called Sichuan Wazi uncle, and he laughed suddenly, and the wrinkles on his face also opened.

He stretched out his big hand, pointed in the direction of Gu Qiuyu, and clicked a few times.

Hahaha!

Then he laughed again.

Gu Qiuyu was a little confused... What?

He stared blankly at the laughing old man, not knowing why.

I didn’t say anything wrong!

I just said thank you!
To be continued...