Chapter 4 [Glass Pure Heart]
"I wonder when my parents will be back? I hope my dad doesn't get drunk again..."
"Tonight is the Little New Year's Day. I hope that after the mouse eats the Wangwang snow cake, it can share some wealth with the family in the new year. Then... maybe things will get better at home!"
"(人*′?｀) ?*?And my third uncle, can we give him some of the mice too?" Zhou Ping fantasized about the beautiful future.
In the dilapidated hut, an eleven-year-old boy was sitting on a worn-out chair, concentrating on the yellowed martial arts novel in front of him. Above his head, an incandescent lamp emitted a weak light, barely illuminating the surrounding space. That was Zhou Ping. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the world of the book, and his heart was fluctuating with the development of the plot.
When he saw the exciting fighting scenes in the book, his heart beat faster and his hands clenched; and when he read the scene where the protagonists finally reunited after going through hardships, he would smile with relief. For Zhou Ping, this moment is undoubtedly the happiest moment of the day.
However, a discordant voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts——
"Gurgle, gurgle~" It turned out that Zhou Ping's stomach began to growl. He frowned and said to himself, "Didn't I just eat half a piece of bread at noon? How come I'm hungry so soon?"
Helplessly, he put down the novel in his hand and turned to the kitchen. Because there was another half piece of bread there to fill his stomach. In fact, Zhou Ping's family was not without other food, such as rice, but all of these had to be left to his biological parents.
Zhou Ping clearly remembered the last time his family ran out of food and couldn't cook, he...
Thinking of this, he sighed softly, then laughed at himself, then carefully picked up the remaining half of the bread and walked back to the table with light steps.
"Should I finish it today or save it for breakfast tomorrow?" Zhou Ping thought, and then he turned his attention to the novel again.
"Books are full of grains of rice!"
Right now.
"Bang bang!" There was a knock on the door. Zhou Ping was like a frightened bird and quickly hid the novel. He was afraid that his parents would come back and see him "not doing his job properly". He was afraid that his father would use this as an excuse to abuse him, and he was even more afraid that his mother would say that he did not study hard.
"Click!" As Zhou Ping opened the door, he stood there in a daze.
"Third uncle, why...why are you here?" Zhou Ping appeared calm and indifferent on the surface, but the light in his eyes could not lie.
"Zhou Pingguo, we are here to take you home!" Lin En squeezed his head out from behind his uncle's butt and said to Zhou Ping (?▽?) with a smile.
"Third uncle, you...when did you have an illegitimate child!" Zhou Ping was shocked.
Third uncle: ┐( ?_?)┌I’m used to it.
.........
Inside the house, living room.
Zhou Ping placed a cup of hot water in front of his uncle and Lin En, of course, Lin En's cup had some sugar in it. Then he watched his uncle gesticulating and explaining the reason.
"Xiaoping, Xiao Lin En is really not my child, ah! No no no, Xiao Lin En is my child..."
"Ahhh, why is it getting more confusing the more I explain!" Finally, the third uncle explained it clearly. He looked at Zhou Ping and asked:
"Where is your...promising father? Why can't I see any of them?" Before the third uncle came, he was prepared to bleed heavily, but when he glanced around the house, he found no trace of Zhou Ping's parents, so he asked curiously.
“They’re out working.”
"Work? Work!" The third uncle's tone was confused and shocked. He couldn't understand why his bastard brother-in-law would take the initiative to work. Suddenly, he had an idea.
"Their so-called work is staying out all night in nightclubs!"
"(｀Δ′)! Third uncle, how...how did you know!"
"........."
Lin En drank the sweet drink happily, and in his heart he had already silently greeted Zhou Ping's birth parents. Looking at the young Zhou Ping in front of him, he felt mixed emotions. The future Great Xia Red Dust Sword Immortal, the current innocent boy.
“Maybe they are just characters in the novel, but so what? Me too! I won’t let Brother Zhou Ping disappear like this in the future.” At this moment, the young Lin En planted a seed in his heart.
No seeds of regret.
After saying this, Lin En looked up, and suddenly, Zhou Ping also lowered his head, and the two looked at each other. People often say that the bright stars will attract each other, and will shine and connect with each other.
Zhou Ping: Is there anything on my face?
Lin En: How embarrassing! What should I say later? For example, Zhou Pingguo, there are flowers on your face.
Their eyes met for only a moment, and they quickly shifted their gaze, but suddenly, Lynn heard a sound.
"Puff! Puff!"
That was… Forbidden Ruins Sequence 333, [Glass Innocent Heart]! This strong and powerful heartbeat, like a drum of liberation, echoed in Lin En's mind. He seemed to have thought of something and quickly immersed himself in it. With expectation and doubt, he saw it.
The red slime was shaking slowly, then it opened its golden vertical pupils and rubbed its eyes in a humane manner.
"Ha! I had a great sleep. Host, have you missed this Supreme Tomato System?"
"Fan Tong!" (trembling with excitement)
"?(????e ???? ? )Host Master~"
"(??＾3＾) all~"
In Lin En's mind, a pink peach blossom background was automatically generated. Lin En's shadow and Fan Tong were hugging each other, and then...
"Pa!", a big slap hit Fan Tong's face after four years.
Draw!!(￣e(￣)☆╰╮(￣▽￣///)
"This familiar touch, this elastic touch, wow, it's really you! Fan Tong!"
Fan Tong: (｀へ′) It's hard, my fist is already hard! Host Minato, I finally woke up, if it were a normal person, wouldn't it be the joy of reunion? Why is it that you are such a ruthless big bitch!
Before Fan Tong could react, Lin En quickly hugged it, and then kneaded the dough with both hands, kneading it into a square, an oval, and an isosceles right triangle, while asking a soul-searching question:
"Why did I travel through time again? Why did I travel to the God-Slaying World? Why have you been in a frozen state? Why did you wake up now..."
“I…I don’t know!” Fan Tong was being rubbed back and forth, and he answered Lin En’s question in a daze.
“You don’t want to, right?” Lin En used both hands to crunch the fan into a small ball and threw it towards the sky with all his strength.
"Swish! Snap! Bang!", Fan Tong kept bouncing around in Lin En's mind world until its power was exhausted and it slowly fell from mid-air.
"?(????)?There are so many stars in the sky!"
At this moment, Fan Tong's eyes rolled back, foam came out of the corners of his mouth, and he looked as if he had lost all desire to live.