Tong, sister Tongshan?

Tong Shan, who had never been called this before, took two steps back stiffly. His eyes, which had been stuck to the boy, unnaturally opened up, and his palms began to sweat: "Who are you..."

The boy in front of him tilted his head at her, blinked his peach blossom eyes: "My name is Ye Changqiu, this is what my mother asked me to send to you."

The boy said as he raised his white jade-like hand and spread it out. There were several green leaves on the palm of the boy's palm.

Tong Shan glanced at him randomly and looked at the boy's shoes again. He didn't know what he was holding, but just thanked him and raised his hand to take it.

Although her fingers were slender and beautiful, the colors of the two of them were very different when they met. Tong Shan lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look again, and whispered: "Thank you Aunt Ye for me."

The boy smiled at the corner of his mouth and nodded after hearing this.

When the boy turned around and was about to leave, Tongshan suddenly stopped him: "Wait!"

Ye Changqiu, who turned his back to the woman, frowned impatiently, but when he turned around, he let go and looked at her with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Tong Shan turned around and rushed into the stove, wrapped three steamed buns in a clean veil, and when he came out, he looked carefully at Guan, who was busy in the bedroom.

She handed the bun to the boy at the door: "Take this back, just treat it as a thank you."

Ye Changqiu's lips raised slightly, but in an instant he returned to normal. He calmly took the steamed buns from her hand: "Thank you, Sister Tongshan, then Changqiu is back first." After that, he turned around and left without waiting for the woman to answer.

Tong Shan didn't care too much, and when the boy left, she closed the door.

"Who is here?" Guan's voice came from the inner room.

"The child of the family living next door." Tong Shan walked into the inner room and handed him the leaves in his hand: "This is what they sent here."

Guan glanced at the leaves on her hand and said slowly: "This is mint leaves. There are many mosquitoes this day, so it can be used to prevent mosquitoes before going to bed at night."

Just seeing that she couldn't recognize her, Tong Shan picked up a leaf and sniffed it gently, and a faint fragrance of mint filled the tip of his nose.

......

On Ye Changqiu's way back, a yellow local dog followed him as if he could smell it.

When he was almost at the door of his house, he turned around and glanced at the thin yellow dog, and sang the steamed bun in his hand: "Want to eat?"

"Wang!" The big yellow dog stuck out his tongue, and the tail behind him shook Peter Huan, focusing his eyes on the steamed bun in his hand.

The corner of the boy's mouth raised: "Then I'll give it to you." His slender fingers loosened slightly, and white steamed buns rolled down from his hands to the ground, stained with dust.

"Woom!!" The big yellow dog seemed very excited and barked a few times. Instead of eating the steamed buns on the ground, he stuck out his tongue and leaned towards the boy.

Seeing the big yellow dog approaching more and more, Ye Changqiu frowned and took a step back: "Don't lean over."

How the big yellow dog could understand it, followed closely. Just as he was about to get to his clothes, Ye Changqiu's eyes completely turned cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his feet and kicked the big yellow dog's abdomen in disgust.

"Aowu" the big yellow dog screamed and was kicked aside. Then he rolled on the ground like a dog without any trouble, tilting his head, his eyes lit up and his tongue was angrily staring at the boy.

But the person who knew the truth was not leaning over.

Ye Changqiu took out a handkerchief from his wide sleeve, bent down and wiped the tip of his shoe clean. He repeatedly wiped it several times before discarding the handkerchief. He stood up and glanced at it coldly, turned around and left.

The big yellow dog stuck out his tongue and watched the boy walk away, and Gulu got up and started eating steamed buns on the ground.

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