Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

The boy bared his big yellow teeth and smiled foolishly.

If it weren't for Grandpa Mao's face, the boss really didn't want to take his business.

"Okay, okay, you put the money on the table, and people back off." The boss is already doing his best to do his business.

What he didn't expect was that the Grandpa Mao he took over was tainted with the smell of stinky fish, which was simply unpleasant.

Duan Dian hadn't seen anyone for a long time, he was in a good mood, he gritted his teeth all the time, put the money very obediently, and took a few steps back.

"Thank you boss, you are such a nice person."

"Stand here and don't move, I'll take out what you want." The boss was afraid that he would stink up the whole room, so he had no choice but to make this move.

After taking the supplies, Duan Dian put them in his schoolbag, only to find that many passers-by were looking at him when he turned around.

He was thin-skinned, and when people stared at him a few times, he panicked in embarrassment. He immediately lowered his head and ran away with small steps.

Facts have proved that this small town is fortunately not that developed and the economy is not good, otherwise a smelly person like Duan Dian would not be able to enter the hotel at all.

"You...what did you do? How did you do this?"

"If it wasn't for your double room rate, I wouldn't give you a room."

"You wash off the smell of this body first, and don't disturb the shop where I do business."

The corridor is relatively narrow, and Duan Dian didn't dare to get too close, for fear that the biochemical smell he carried would attack the hotel proprietress.

"I walked out of the mountains on foot." He was very honest.

"on foot?!"

The proprietress seems to have heard some joke. The mountains here have three floors inside and three floors outside. If it weren't for the proximity to the snow-capped mountains, there would be no economy at all, let alone the future development of the town.

"You are so old, what are you talking about?"

Duan Dian looked at her with doubts in his eyes, thinking: I am indeed not a child, but I am not that old, right?

The proprietress is considered the most fashionable woman in the town. When all the women in the town wear cotton and linen, she is actually wearing a beige chiffon cheongsam.

A red curly hair, placed on other people's heads would look like a golden retriever lion king, but placed on her head, it had a different flavor.

The few steps the woman took up the stairs were so blurred by Duan TV that the frightened children didn't dare to look up.

The hotel didn't look very big from the outside, but when I went upstairs, I realized that the corridor was too long. Duan Dian became more and more panicked as he walked, and when he glanced back, he felt even more confused.

"Miss Boss, the hotel is quite big, it feels like you have to walk from the street to the end of the street."

"Hey, you're right, this street belongs to me."

"Uh" co-authored to rent a shop on the first floor, and the second floor directly opened up the whole street, really a business genius: "Very good, very good."

"Okay, you go to the public bathroom and take a shower first. Just wear the disposable bathrobe underneath. No one wants to look at you since you look so ugly."

The proprietress threw a key to him, then left with her hips twisted.

Duan Dian straightened the corners of his mouth and whispered to the back of the landlady: "It's okay if I wash it off."

Although the landlady had walked a long way, there was an echo in the corridor. Although his muttering was not loud, it still faintly reached her ears.

"Little brat, what kind of artist do you think you are when you carry a camera? These days, if you don't have money, you are just a street performer."

Duan Phone is very satisfied with being able to take a hot bath, so he doesn't care so much about those external things.

Half a month later, when I saw myself in the mirror again, I was stunned for several minutes.

He couldn't even recognize his own face.

It was as if the person in the mirror was a stranger.

His hair was long enough to hang down to his ears, his mouth was full of stubble like a middle-aged man, and the ribs on his chest were a little protruding due to his irregular diet for nearly half a month.

Fortunately, his face is relatively round, so even though his whole body has lost a lot of weight, there is still a layer of sebum protecting the collagen on his face.

No wonder the proprietress said just now that he was 'so old, what kind of child is he pretending to be? "

The person he looks in the mirror must be 40 years old.

On the sink, in addition to disposable chopsticks, there is also a semi-rusted blade, although it is a bit uncomfortable, but it can still be used for shaving.

After a simple shave, he took out the scissors from his backpack. At first, he thought about giving himself a handsome haircut, preferably one that would surprise the boss's wife. Then, he cut his hand into a doggy style.

"Forget it, you don't have to blame your hair for being ugly." In fact, he had long accepted the fact that he was ugly, but every time he mentioned it, he felt a little pain in his heart.

After taking a shower, Duan Dian dressed neatly. Before leaving the bathroom, he couldn't find the door key given by the proprietress just now.

From the sink to the cupboard where clothes are kept, everything else was rummaged through except for the drain.

Got nothing.

There is only one possibility, and that is to fall into the sewer and be washed away.

Oh my god, why are you so unlucky?

Duan Dian came out of the bathroom with shoulders down, and returned to the front desk on the first floor according to the way he came.

The front desk is made of wood, which looks like it has been covered with pulp for decades, and the floor has lost the color of the original wood, with white marks on the surface.

In the eyes of the elders, the youth's appearance is actually regarded as spiritual. After all, they always only look at the spirit, not whether they are pretty or not.

"Um, boss, I lost the key you just gave me. Do you have a backup?"

The proprietress was pressing the calculator in her hand, and there was a 'tick-tick' sound, and the sound stopped suddenly.

"Who are you?" The proprietress thought for a while, a little surprised in her blank eyes.

He can't be the big homeless guy just now, right?

No way! No way!
"I, just now—"

"Ah!!! You, have you changed into a living person?" The proprietress brushed aside the wavy hair on her forehead, her eyes widened, and she looked around the TV up and down, left and right, back and forth.

The more you look at him, the more he looks like a person.

Although that person had passed away more than ten years ago, every time he met someone with similar eyebrows and eyes, he was moved.

Although Duan Dian was very happy with the proprietress's reaction, he had a forced smile on his face, thinking in his heart: Don't be so surprised, if you want to adopt me, I will still refuse.

"Id card, take a look."

"An adult."

The boy obediently took out his ID card from his backpack. She thought the boss lady just wanted to check whether she was an adult, but that was not the case.

She was puzzled in her heart, and she didn't realize it until she saw his ID card: "Are you also from City A?"

What's the meaning?Have you met a fellow countryman?

Duan Dian nodded, but before he could speak, the landlady's voice suddenly sounded: "What's your relationship with Duan Yuheng?"

"He he." This was the first time the boy heard his father's name from someone else after a long, long time.

It's been ten years.

He said that his father was still alive, at least at the foot of the distant snow mountain, surviving in other people's mouths.

"Hey, if you don't know him, you don't know him. Why are you crying?"

"Yes, he is my father."