Chapter 316

At the weekend, the clouds were thick.

Lu Xiaolai found a sparsely populated space in the park near his home. A man was practicing in the space with a knife.

With her eyes closed, she imagined the whip coming from all directions, sidestepping to avoid the knife and cutting into the air, without dragging her feet.

Occasionally, one or two passers-by thought that she was nervous and scolded "sick" to go around.

After the dark clouds, the sun gradually sank to the west, and dyed the clouds in the sky into a thick gray orange.

Lu Xiaolai was sweating all over and sat on the grass to have a rest. She pulled the grass beside her feet in her hand and thought about the moves in her mind.

Not far away, there is a five-year-old boy, holding his grandmother's hand, clamoring to go home for dinner.

Lu Xiaolai looked over there and suddenly remembered the boy he met in the park when he was a child.

When I was a child, I forgot almost everything, but Lu Xiaolai is still impressed by that.

At that time, she was only four years old. Her father took her elder martial brothers to the park for training. Lu Xiao came to see that their training was too boring. She was playing with sand in the sand alone.

A little boy, with an Ultraman mask on his face and a monster toy in his hand, ran to the sand happily, trampling the hill she had just piled up and splashing the sand all over her skirt.

The little boy took off the mask, holding the mask in one hand and the toy in the other, and stood there at a loss.

Lu Xiaolai grabs his head and raises a bright smile to the boy, showing his neat and lovely white teeth.

The little boy came up to her and grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

It was the boy's birthday that day. Lu Xiaolai had to build a super large and beautiful sand castle for him. The boy was so happy that he said he wanted to invite her to have a birthday cake and ran away.

Lu Xiaolai was in the sand, building castles while waiting for him to come back.

Later, it seems that something bad happened. Her father took her home, and the park was stopped by the police with a cordon. Lu Xiaolai has never seen the boy since then, and I don't know if the boy has seen the castle she piled for him.

That's a long time ago, but Lu Xiaolai still has a deep obsession with the cake he didn't eat.

Looking at the gray and orange sky, Lu Xiao muttered, "it's just a piece of cake." he stood up, patted off the grass and went home with a brisk pace.

The uncles and aunts on the road said hello kindly. Lu Xiaolai said hello to them. When he passed sun Zhuohang's house, he suddenly heard an ugly angry voice coming from inside.

Lu Xiaolai stopped and hid in the shadow of the wall.

"I can't cook a dish well! What's the use of raising you! It's the same as your motherfucker! "

"I'll buy the vegetables again. Don't get involved with my mother."

"Not yet! I want to starve to death! "

After a while, sun Zhuohang came out of the house with a gloomy face, facing Lu Xiaolai at the door.

Sun Zhuohang was stunned, stepped out of the threshold and walked in the direction of the market.

Lu Xiaolai happened to be on the same road, trotting to catch up with him and walking with him: "xiaohangzi."

"Did you hear that?"

"Well... I don't think uncle sun is so grumpy. What's the matter today? Are you ok? "

"He's been drinking a little, and he's talking a little more heavily. I'm used to it." Sun Zhuohang looked gloomy. After a pause, he added, "it's not easy for him to raise me by himself."

Lu Xiaolai curled his lips: "you are not a vent. Why should uncle spread his anger on you?"