Lin Chuqing chuckled, a tiny red light flashed in her eyes: "If they don't behave once, I'll beat them until they behave. I'm soft-hearted and don't care to teach them how to behave."
Xiong Daqi's face turned blue: "Private fights are prohibited in Wuxiangdu! Do you think you can be so lucky every time?"
Lin Chu glanced at him: "I told you, it's not a private fight, it's just one-sided abuse. If Coach Xiong has a bad memory, he should speak less. He will save his brain and be smarter in the future."
Xiong Da's face was blue and white, but he didn't dare to show any disrespect to the woman in front of him when he thought of the instructions above. He could only grit his teeth and snorted coldly: "I don't know how to flatter you!"
After that, Xiong Da stopped talking and quickened his pace.
When the two of them came outside a courtyard, Xiong Da raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose and looked at her, gesturing for her to come closer.
Lin Chu looked inside.
The yard is not big. There are only three or four rooms built at the entrance.
Every house here is made of stone, and the stones are pale and cold. Even under the sunlight, they always emit a cold and miserable light, making people feel inexplicably cold and heartless just looking at them.
There were many people standing or sitting in the courtyard, and there were many people scattered everywhere.
Those people's heads were lowered and their appearance could not be clearly seen, their hair was dirty and tangled, and they looked no different from beggars.
However, the clothes they wore were strangely clean and spotless. The overly neat clothes and the dirty and tangled hair seemed to be two distinct worlds.
When Xiong Da led Lin Chu in, everyone in the courtyard was eating.
Lin Chu was shocked by what he saw.
She had never seen other people eating, but she had never seen someone eating with such concentration.
After they put each grain of rice into their mouths, they chewed it carefully and tasted it repeatedly before swallowing it.
After eating all the rice grains in the bowl, you are still not satisfied, so you lick the bowl in your hand carefully until the large porcelain bowl becomes as neat as new, as if it had just been washed.
Lin Chu raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't been hungry for a long time, how could he have developed such a "frugal" habit?
Wuxiangdu is really a place full of surprises!
"Mom, please have a meal."
Next to my ears, a childish voice suddenly sounded. The voice was fragile and soft, like the new grass in the early spring in March. It could stir people's hearts with just one movement.
Lin Chu's heart moved. This voice seemed familiar. It was the little boy who was desperately guarding Baozi on the river beach.
The corners of Lin Chu's lips curled up slightly. It was such a warm and happy time to be able to share something beloved with her mother.
However……
Bang!
It seemed like something had been knocked to the ground.
"Mom, please have dinner." The soft voice sounded again.
Clang.
"Mom, please have a meal."
Clang.
"Mom." The little boy's voice remained the same: "It's not easy to get these two buns. Please be good."
"roll!"
In the mechanically repetitive voice, a slightly different voice was finally added. The word "gun" was extremely disgusting, without any warmth.
Lin Chu raised his eyebrows, who is this...?
"Mom, please have dinner."
The child's soft voice is like young grass, but it is also as tough and persistent as young grass, still tirelessly repeating the simplest words.
Xiong Da curled his lips and looked at him with disdain: "It's so damn unlucky to have to do this every day!"
"I said!"
Xiong Da cleared his throat and shouted towards the innermost stone house: "That's almost enough. We have this show every day, who are we going to show it to?"
The stone house was quiet for a moment, then a creaking sound was heard, and the little boy walked out of it.
Lin Chu glanced at him, and his eyes were firmly attracted by his face, and he couldn't move away anymore.
