teach life and death

Chapter 37 Big Fengzi

Li Yanan was kicked into the sand hard, the scorching heat scalded his face, he looked at the surrounding people expressionlessly.

There was yesterday's son of the patriarch, and several defeated generals.

"Hit this bastard hard, and you dare to shake it out?" Bepoan, the son of the patriarch, raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen.

Li Yanan bowed his body and groaned, and another hand pinched his neck and pressed it into the sand. When his nose hit the sand, a stream of liquid flowed out, filling his chest with a fishy smell, which made people sick.

"Bastard, eat more sand, maybe you will look like us."

When he got up, there was a foot on his back, and he jumped down again and again.

"Hahaha, the black eyes are too ugly, do you want to blind him?"

"His mother was a witch who gave birth to this monster!"

"Blind him!"

"Ah...Ah. Go away, go away..."

"The crazy woman is here! Run..."

Li Yanan saw his mother rushing over with a stick, and stood up slowly while clutching her abdomen.

"Qian'er, are you alright?"

Taking away the hand that wiped his face, Li Jianan raised his nosebleed face mixed with sand, and smiled: "Ah, I'm not disobedient today, I'm fine."

"you..."

"Ah, I want to hear you tell about Ada."

"it is good..."

"Your father said, just wait another five years and he will pick us up..."

Damir was really sick, she smiled and began to tell Li Jinan about her past, repeating this thing that made her happy.

Li Jienan was numb but hopeful, he firmly believed in what his mother said, how could a father as good as Ada leave them behind, the Central Plains must be too far away from Dayue.

One day, one day, it will come, right?

Li Jinan helped Damir back to the room, Damir continued to talk, and he continued to listen.

"Young Master! Don't run so fast! The Da Yue Clan really hates foreigners. You followed me and swore not to run around. What are you doing now?" Fang Xiao, who was dressed in black, stood in the crowd Pushing and chasing the person in front.

Fang Yansheng, who was much taller than ordinary people, was wearing luxurious Sichuan brocade. His cold face had the immaturity and masculinity between a teenager and a young man. He smiled handsomely and innocently.

"What are you afraid of?"

He turned around and said, regardless of the faces of others, he shuttled quickly, and followed his family to a town in the desert for the first time to do business. Of course, he had to take a good look, and no one could stop him.

"Don't...Young master wait for me."

Fang Yansheng was already very skilled at such a young age, he just moved away from Fang Xiao for a moment, turned his head and turned towards the alley, when he bumped into something suddenly, he only heard a muffled groan.

He suddenly turned his head and took a closer look, his eyes were full of astonishment, such a beautiful man with peach blossoms and bright eyes.

This child has the black eyes of the people from the Central Plains and the deep eyebrows of the people from the Western Regions. He wears the ordinary plain clothes unique to foreign regions, but it can't cover up his flirtatious appearance.

Fang Yansheng regained consciousness, hugged his chest and stared at the child in front of him, and said directly, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now."

Most people from the Western Regions trade with people from the Central Plains, and most people from other regions can listen to the dialect of the Central Plains, and even speak a few words.

The person in front of him is of mixed race, so Fang Yansheng is not worried at all that he will not understand.

"..." Li Jianan said nothing, patted his clothes expressionlessly and stood up.

"Mute?" Fang Yansheng looked at the child's pretty face with great interest, and stood up indifferently.

It's just that Naihe is small and thin, and he sways like a tumbler. Judging by the color of his coat, it's obvious that his family is poor and doesn't have much food.

"Where is the injury? I can lose money."

Most of the small countries in the Western Regions are poor. Not to mention adults come out to buy and sell, even children can make something and sell it to others.

Seeing that the person in front of him looked like the kind of poor boy who made exquisite souvenirs and sold them to the Central Plains people to subsidize his family, Fang Yansheng thought of giving him silver taels as an apology.

"One hundred baht coins." Li Jianan stopped in his tracks and looked back coldly.

"What did you say?" Fang Yansheng opened his eyes wide, and plucked his ears in disbelief. This is 100 taels?