Chapter 657: The Great Tang Dynasty. The Past
Gu Ye continued to talk to himself, "This child is too ignorant. He asked you to find someone for help because he hopes you can make some friends, even if it's just a profit exchange in the early stage. As long as they know that you are very useful and can bring them benefits, they will stop bullying you and will rely on you over time.
Alas, this kid is too ungrateful, he deserves the injuries on his body, I think the blow was too light, he should just have his legs broken…"
"That's not the case. He is only ten years old now..." Chu An narrowed his eyes and felt something was wrong. He was being tricked by the big dog.
Gu Ye smiled and put his arm around Xiao An's shoulders. "My Xiao An is the best, but no one knows how good she is. She always considers the long-term interests of others."
"I thought you would think I was cold-blooded..." Chu An leaned on Gu Ye's shoulder and said sullenly.
"Of course not. I know my Xiao An is different now. No, she wasn't cold-blooded before. She used to be very warm-hearted. It's just that she has a lot of worries and concerns. She is afraid that her behavior will affect other people and cause consequences that she cannot control."
Chu An was stunned for a moment. She had never told anyone what she was thinking.
After she inherited the space, she had several brief opportunities to communicate with the space. The space said that the timeline of this life would not change, but the butterfly effect also existed.
So she didn't dare to gamble in the early stage, for she was afraid that the time of death of Lao Chu and Mou Ci would change because of her action.
There were many times when she wanted to kill people without hesitation, but she couldn't, she had to restrain herself. There were also a few times when she went berserk, in addition to Chen Xun's guidance, there was also a string in her heart that kept her calm.
After finding Lao Chu, she started to do things according to her heart, which resulted in the fog appearing prematurely. Fortunately, she had accepted Grandma Xia and Wang Ce and developed an antidote for the fog, which made up for it a little.
This time when she came to Sheng Tang, if she had not been sure of Mou Ci and Wang Ye's safety, she might not have dared to kill Zhao Hui and Lao Pao.
Even now, she is trying her best to control her behavior, but she will do what she thinks is right. The butterfly effect does not necessarily have bad results. For example, the magnitude of previous earthquakes has been reduced, the duration of acid rain has been shortened, etc. There are also good sides to it.
After a year, she no longer had the ability to foretell, and could only do things according to her heart.
"Thank you." Chu An put his arm around Gu Ye's broad shoulders. The big dog is really becoming more and more mature.
"Then let me go down and talk to him. You must want to help this child because he is worth saving. He has a kind heart."
Gu Ye patted Chu An on the shoulder and jumped out of the car to look for the little one who was still standing upright.
He didn't coax him into accepting the task like he was coaxing a child. If he was really a piece of mud, there was no way he could force him to climb the wall.
But he had experienced the despair of losing support and the pain of being trapped in strong self-denial, so he knew how to communicate effectively. And Xiaobudian didn't want to back down because he had lost and regained. The two just talked about the details and the mission cooperation was achieved.
Chu An decided to continue playing the bad guy. When Xiaobudian came to apologize to her, she just gave him the phone without saying anything else. The small program in the phone has a self-destruct function, so there is no need to worry about losing it and being discovered.
"Let's go home." Gu Ye started the Hummer, "We have to go to the night market tonight."
The two of them gave the little one a ride for a while and found out that his name was Bai Yang, Bai for daytime and Yang for sunshine.
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Bai Yang took the phone given by Chu An and the water given by Gu Ye, got off the car and took a shortcut back home. It turned out to be a refugee gathering place and his home was a plastic shed.
The first thing he did when he entered the room was to take off his mother's phone case and put it on the phone Chu An gave him. Both phones were white, and the one Chu An gave was a little bigger, but the phone case was broken to begin with, so he managed to put it in with a little effort.
Those who bullied him knew about this phone, which contained a photo of his mother. When the solar panels at home were not removed, he would open it every day to check. Later, the solar panels were removed by Long Xi, and someone broke the phone.
That time he chased the man who smashed the phone for three blocks with a kitchen knife. Everyone saw it and said he was crazy. After that, no one cared about this broken phone. He kept it like a treasure, even though he could never open it.
Bai Yang stroked his mother's cell phone for a while, then carefully placed it under the pillow.
He is now full of energy, but he is also thinking about who he can find to help. The little Douzi next door is honest, but his leg is broken and he is not in good health, so he is unwilling to talk to him.
Boom boom boom——
The sudden knock on the door startled Bai Yang. He put his phone into his trouser pocket, a real trouser pocket, and then quietly walked to the door.
His home was just a makeshift plastic shed covered with a rainproof sheet. The door was also made of plastic sheeting stuck to broken wooden boards. There was no lock, so anyone could come in without knocking.
"Who is it?" The little one saw that the shadow outside the door was an adult, and asked first, imitating his mother's behavior.
"It's me, your Uncle Chen."
The little guy opened the plastic wooden door, and standing outside was the man who had accused Long Xi in the mission hall that morning.
He saw that the little guy's head was wrapped in gauze and was a little surprised, "Your head is bandaged?"
The little guy touched the gauze and felt it was a little unreal. The big brother bandaged him very gently. He looked a bit like his father. Actually, he couldn't remember what his father looked like.
"Yeah." He hadn't learned to make up a lie quickly yet, so he simply didn't say much. "Uncle Chen, what do you want from me?"
Uncle Chen handed over a brown bottle that was as thick as a finger. The outer packaging was damaged. "This is gentian violet. Apply it to the injured area."
"Ah——" The little one blinked. Uncle Chen was indeed good to their family before, but after Uncle passed away, he rarely came over. After Mom passed away, he was very good to him. He was a very strange person.
"Hurry up and take it." Uncle Chen stuffed the plastic bottle into his hand and pulled out a cloth bag from the hem of his clothes. Inside was three coarse flour buns that had been squeezed and deformed. "Hide this secretly and eat it when you are too hungry to bear it anymore. But don't let it go bad."
Bai Yang pursed his lips, feeling that today was a little unreal. So many people were talking to him, and he felt a little...uncomfortable.
"I guess your brother won't be back, so don't look for him anymore. Go get the steamed buns with Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen will push the tricycle next to your house tomorrow. If you have any problems, just look for Uncle Chen."
Chen Duoyou's home was built on a tricycle, which is considered a high-end RV among the slums.
"Thank you, Uncle Chen." He sniffed and held back his tears. His older brother said that crying would not solve any problems. He needed to listen more with his ears, see more with his eyes, and think more with his brain.
"No need to thank me." Uncle Chen sighed, "I can't help you much, but fortunately this is Sheng Tang, and we have the Public Security Bureau to protect us. If this happened somewhere else, I'm afraid neither you nor I would survive. Okay, take a rest, and come with me to get the steamed buns the day after tomorrow."
"Okay, go back and take care of Xiaodouzi."
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