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Chapter 227 [Jiaoshan] Words from the Past

Two years passed in a flash.

Two years later in the autumn, Xu Shuanglin was lying on the roof of the Confucianism Gate Hall, squinting at the red clouds in the sky and holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

Very few people go up to the top of this hall. It was originally a place where he would be alone, but at this moment, there were two people sitting on the left and right of him.

One is his brother Nangong Liu, and the other is Master Luo, who is about the same age as them.

Xu Shuanglin felt that he was sometimes like some grinning beast who easily did not allow others to invade his territory, so he didn't know why or when he would be willing to take these two people up to the rooftop to accompany him in a daze. , look at the clouds, see dragonflies flying low, and catkins floating high.

"Liu'er! Xu'er! Where are you?"

My father's anxious and slightly annoyed voice came from under the corridor.

"Really, every time I ask them to help clean the yard, they run faster than rabbits, these two little brats."

"Ah." Nangong Liu quietly poked his head out from the corner of the eaves, revealed his eyes, watched his father walk over in a hurry, and then retracted his head, "Haha, let's go."

"The old man is stupid too." Xu Shuanglin crossed his legs lazily and looked sternly, "You never know how to go up to the roof to look for us."

However, Luo Fenghua was a little uneasy: "Wouldn't it be good for us to do this... Well, how about you guys go down in a while? Don't make the Lord anxious."

"What does it matter? Anyway, if the sky falls, we will bear it." Nangong Liu made a face at him, "What are you worried about, A-Xu, are you right?"

Xu Shuanglin didn't say it right or wrong. He spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth, stretched and sat up straight: "Give me the melon seeds."

Nangong Liu poured more than half of the melon seeds he brought into his hand. Xu Shuanglin knelt slowly and squinted his eyes, looking at Luo Fenghua's uneasiness in a funny way.

He spat out a piece of melon seed peel stuck to his lips and said with a smile, "Master, are you afraid?"

"I just don't think this is good..."

"Is there anything wrong?" Xu Shuanglin said, "If the old man blames you, I will give him a hard time."

Luo Fenghua: "..."

Xu Shuanglin reached out to Luo Fenghua again: "Give me an orange."

"Don't you like eating..."

Xu Shuanglin frowned: "You're so long-winded, will you give it to me? I won't hold you up by your ankles and throw you down."

His brother came to be a good teacher: "Axu, don't always be so fierce when talking to Master."

"Master, what are you calling me? You only call it to outsiders." Xu Shuanglin said, "How could a master sneak up to the roof with his apprentice to crack melon seeds?"

Luo Fenghua was very embarrassed by what he said and slowly lowered his head.

Xu Shuanglin liked to see him like this. Every time he saw him, he felt a sense of pleasure from a bully bullying the weak. He looked at Luo Fenghua for a while, then suddenly grinned, revealing a pair of strong white teeth.

"Master, brother, are you right?"

"Master brother" was a name Xu Shuanglin made up on a whim. There was respect in it, but there was also teasing in the intimacy. So Luo Fenghua seemed very anxious and sad: "No, don't call me that."

"The title is just a formality. This is what Master Brother said himself."

Luo Fenghua: "..."

After teasing him, Xu Shuanglin reached out again and begged for nothing again: "Oranges."

"You don't like it, I only brought one, it's for A Liu."

Xu Shuanglin's eyes widened, but instead of glaring at Luo Fenghua, he turned to glare at his brother.

Nangong Liu was stuffing cakes into his mouth when he suddenly choked and waved his hands vaguely: "Well, I don't particularly want to eat oranges today. Master, just give it to him."

Luo Fenghua thought for a while and said, "You can each take half."

As he spoke, he wiped the orange on his sleeve, then peeled it off and tried to break it into two halves fairly, but one side was still bigger and the other was smaller.

So Luo Fenghua seemed a little distressed.

Probably because of his poor and helpless background, he would always be troubled by such insignificant things.

"well……"

"Give me the big one." Xu Shuanglin was not polite. He took the orange with a golden knife and made a decision for Luo Fenghua who was trying to level a bowl of water. "Give him the small one."

Luo Fenghua said: "Don't always bully your brother..."

Before he finished speaking, a piece of juicy and delicious orange was stuffed into his mouth. He opened his round eyes in shock and looked at Xu Shuanglin blankly and ignorantly.

"What are you talking about?" Xu Shuanglin sneered. His attitude was carefree, but his eyes were very gentle. "This half of me has to be separated from my master brother again."

Nangong Liu also came over, took the other half of the orange, counted the number of petals, separated out a few more slices, and handed them to Xu Shuanglin and Luo Fenghua respectively.

The later head of the Confucianism Sect was smiling. Under the sunset, his soft hair was like velvet, slightly covering his forehead. Xu Shuanglin looked at him funny: "What are you doing?"

"Let's eat some oranges together."

He also divided the melon seeds, pastries, and preserved fruits into three piles.

"Let's try some snacks together."

"You... you are really..." Luo Fenghua seemed to want to pick up the slightest bit of his power.

Yan, but neither Xu Shuanglin nor Nangong Liu seemed to feel anything about it, but looked at him kindly and mischievously.

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