Chapter 134 Human Appearance

Yu Chi quickly passed the corner of the jungle, jumped onto the tree trunk, and hid.

Under the tree trunk, an old man stood there with a jar of ointment, looking up.

He had just seen the young man turn the corner, how come he couldn't see him anymore? Was

he really old? Did he

have blurred vision?

The old man left, and Yu Chi on the tree couldn't help laughing. He waited for a while before jumping down from the tree. Who knew that before he could stand up straight, there was an extra hand on his shoulder.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he turned around and saw the smiling old man, who was holding the ointment in his hand and handed it to Yu Chi.

"Come, try it."

Yu Chi sighed, took it from his hand, and was led home by the old man.

It was an ointment that could remove scars. He had too many wounds on his body, crisscrossed, and it was scary at first glance, with new and old scars mixed together.

Every time he changed the bandage for him, the old man sighed.

Finally, he tried every means to develop such an ointment for removing scars.

In fact, this was not the first time. Yu Chi had tried several kinds before, with little effect. He thought it was nothing, scars were scars, and no one could see them anyway when he was wearing clothes.

The old man obviously disagreed with his idea, saying that it was ugly and he would not be able to find a wife in the future.

Yu Chi thought he was thinking too much. He had never thought about finding a wife at all. Wouldn't he be a delay for others with his appearance?

He was self-deprecating, and the old man didn't agree, so he knocked on his head.

As the knocking continued, the two became closer.

At first, Yu Chi let him knock, and looked indifferent, not caring much.

Later, after being knocked more and more, Yu Chi began to hide. At that time, its legs were not healed yet, and it was jumping around, which was particularly funny.

But the old man was old, and his legs were not good, so he ran slowly. Sometimes he had to wait until Yu Chi got tired of jumping, or fell down because he was not paying attention, before he could catch up with Yu Chi.

He said that young people should be energetic like this. Yu Chi was lifeless before, and spoke like a toad, moving only when poked.

Yu Chi didn't refute him, but his crazy mouth betrayed his true thoughts.

Once when eating, Yu Chi frowned at the fat in the bowl, very lightly, and the old man noticed it.

The next day when eating, Yu Chi's bowl was full of fat.

He was silent for a long time looking at the bowl, holding the chopsticks in his hand, and he didn't know where to start. The old man laughed out loud at his expression, and even laughed tears.

After laughing enough, he put another bowl of rice in front of Yu Chi.

"This is yours."

Yu Chi held the bowl, pursed his lips, thought for a long time in his heart, and then cursed.

"Old naughty boy."

The old man didn't want to be left behind, and replied to him.

"Little stubborn."

The old man always felt that Yu Chi was so young and not as interesting as an old man like him, and too boring. He tried

all kinds of tricks to tease Yu Chi.

He put a caterpillar on his head, put a basin of water on the door, secretly hid a shoe of Yu Chi...

and so on. At first, he could see Yu Chi's surprised expression, but later he got used to it.

Sometimes the old man could find small caterpillars in his quilt that should have appeared on Yu Chi's head.

The old man knew that these methods had no effect on Yu Chi.

It was better to knock on the head.

After knocking for a while, the old man could not catch up with Yu Chi, because his wounds had healed and the old man could not catch up.

After confirming that all the wounds on Yu Chi's body had healed, the old man felt a little lonely for some reason. He had no wife and no son, and the one who had been with him the longest was Yu Chi.

Now that Yu Chi has recovered from his injury, he is expected to leave. The valley has been filled with laughter for a long time, and he wonders if it will become too quiet after Yu Chi leaves.

But he waited and waited, but the little stubborn boy never said he wanted to leave, until he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

At mealtime, the old man finally asked this question. Yu Chi paused as he put down his chopsticks, revealing a stunned expression. The old man hadn't seen this expression on his face for a while.

He asked the old man.

"Where are you going?"

"You've recovered, aren't you going home?"

His words successfully silenced Yu Chi, and the boy put his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl in front of him and lowered his head.

He heard the boy say.

"I have no home."

"Your parents..."

"Dead, all dead."

The atmosphere became a little too quiet, and the old man thought of a time when his enemies came to seek revenge, leaving only one child.

It was late spring, and two months had passed since the old man brought the Yu Chi back.

The old man didn't expect that such a simple sentence would go straight into the boy's heart. He

didn't say sorry, because apology wouldn't do anything.

He opened his mouth.

"Well, I've brought you back, so you'll be my son and take care of me in my old age."

Unexpectedly, the boy, who had just lowered his head, suddenly raised his head and waved his hands.

"I don't want it. You are old enough to be my grandfather."

The old man had silver hair, and one could tell from his appearance that he was quite old. He had expected Yu Chi to refuse, and he couldn't really let Yu Chi be his son with a clear conscience.

After all, he was too old to be Yu Chi's grandfather's ancestor.

Yu Chi sat at the door, staring at the sky above the valley and lost in thought. The old man walked in from the path in the valley, and when he came to Yu Chi, he handed a string of bright red candied haws to Yu Chi.

Yu Chi stared at the string of candied haws until the sugar coating on the hawthorns melted a little and dripped onto the ground. He was punched on the head.

Not heavy.

The old man's voice came from behind him.

"I bought it for you to eat, not to look at. Even if you look at it for a few more times, it won't give birth to pups or grow into two bunches."

Yu Chi groaned and bit off a piece. It was sweet. The canine teeth pierced through the sugar coating and bit into the hawthorn. It tasted good with a mixture of sour and sweet.

But Yu Chi didn't have too many requirements for food. Even if he didn't like it, he would eat it. For him, eating is just to survive, nothing more.

"You never told me your name."

Yu Chi turned around with the candied haws in his hand and saw the old man's hunched back. He was used to fighting and quarreling every day, and he had forgotten that the man in front of him was old.

No matter what, that bent back could never go back to the way it used to be.

"Want to know?"

"Yes."

"I won't tell you."

"..."

Yu Chi was a little speechless, staring at the old man's back, and finally calmly bit another candied haws.

"Then I will call you little old man from now on."

The old man didn't respond, and Yu Chi didn't look at him again, looking up at the sky and calling him.

"Little old man!"

Then he got a slap on the head, and he covered his head in pain. The little old man sat down on the recliner next to him and raised his hand to him provocatively.

"You have no respect for the elders, you don't know what it means to respect the elderly."

Yu Chi put the candied haws on the oil paper on the side.

"Then you don't love the young at all."

The old man pouted.

"You are disrespectful for the young."

Yu Chi retorted.

"You are disrespectful to your age."

After these few words, the old man did not get angry, but laughed instead, and he laughed with some relief. Yu Chi did not understand why he laughed, so he asked him what he laughed at.

The old man said.

"You look much more interesting now than when you first came."

Yu Chi did not respond, and the old man did not speak again.

The evening sun hid in the mountains and forests, and finally disappeared, and the moon quietly peeked out.

The old man spent a year to turn the sharpest sword of Qiong Yu Lou into a person, a person with flesh and blood and emotions.

He really raised Yu Chi as his own son, and would buy Yu Chi beautiful headbands, fashionable clothes, and some small toys and food.

Even Yu Chi himself felt that he finally looked like a human being and finally lived like a human being.

The old man spent most of his savings on Yu Chi. Yu Chi was not an ungrateful person. He knew that the old man was good to him.

After dinner, they sat by the lake to fish. Yu Chi looked at the calm lake and suddenly said,

"Old man, I will take care of you until the end of your life."

The old man didn't look at him. A fish bit the hook. He pulled his fishing rod and caught a particularly fat crucian carp.

"Call me dad and I will agree to your request."

Yu Chi looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"Here you go again."