Chapter 6 Middle-aged man

Zhang Xiaolang was confused again. He obviously wanted to bypass this middle-aged man, so why did he still come to him?

Zhang Xiaolang looked up at the middle-aged man lying on the thick branch. At this time, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and was in a leisurely state.

After Zhang Xiaolang stopped, the man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaolang.

Zhang Xiaolang looked at the man carefully, with a mustache, looking about forty years old. His brown short shirt exposed his very strong muscles. A black leather belt was wrapped around the man's waist, and a scimitar hung on it.

"Are you a good person or a bad person?"

Zhang Xiaolangguang could not tell the face of this person at all, but felt that his outfit was a little different from the people in this village.

The middle-aged man took another sip of wine and asked, "Little kid, do you know that there is a... Cen Haoyue living on this mountain?"

Zhang Xiaolang was shocked, Cen Haoyue, isn’t this his mother?

Could it be that this middle-aged man is also Cen Haoyue’s suitor?

Zhang Xiaolang insisted so in his heart. Since his father left, Cen Haoyue has taken him and Cen Xiaoyue to live on the mountain, and Liu Linglong has also been there. Twelve years.

In the twelve years, Cen Haoyue's hope turned into despair, and she also told Zhang Xiaolang not to wait for that person anymore.

It is precisely because of the twelve years that people in Taohua Village think Cen Haoyue is a widow, so many single men in the village have the idea of ​​Cen Haoyue.

But Cen Haoyue's mind is slick and always makes people who come up the mountain to ask her to make doubts about life. So many people like Cen Haoyue, but few people really dare to go up the mountain.

This middle-aged man looks a little 1ìng     1èi, which makes Zhang Xiaolang suspect that he is the kind of person who plucks up the courage to come to court Cen Haoyue.

Zhang Xiaolang thought to himself: "Although I hate Cen Haoyue, it's my mother after all. My father hasn't come back yet. How can other men have ideas about my mother?"

Zhang Xiaolang was determined and said to the middle-aged man: "Uncle, you went wrong... It's not this mountain, it's that mountain..."

As he said that, Zhang Xiaolang pointed to the mountain in the distance. He was very smart. He knew that the people in the village would definitely not ask Cen Haoyue if she was on this mountain. Because everyone in the village knew that there was a family living on the mountain, this man came from outside.

The middle-aged man smiled: "You are like your mother... but it's not good to be too alert... If you miss me, your mother will definitely beat you and scold you..."

Zhang Xiaolang was shocked. Does this middle-aged man still know Cen Haoyue?

For a moment, he hesitated a little. The man didn't look like he was lying.

So Zhang Xiaolang asked tentatively: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man gently stroked his messy head: "You just need to know that I am a handsome, very charming man..."

Zhang Xiaolang scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "To be honest, my mother told me... People who feel good about themselves in this world like to pretend if they lack..."

The middle-aged man hurriedly put his hands off his head: "A man is a big man... I really have a kind of mother, a kind of child... Then do you have a deep sense that my handsomeness cannot be hidden from anything?"

As he said that, the middle-aged man also deliberately moved the two muscles on his chest.

Zhang Xiaolang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this person's muscles could still move like this, and he went up and down, just like a little mouse.

"Uncle, you're out of help..."

When Zhang Xiaolang saw this middle-aged man's funny look, he felt relieved. Such a person is definitely not a bad person, and with his IQ level, he could not be a match between him and Cen Haoyue.

Zhang Xiaolang shook his head and continued to walk down the mountain.

When the middle-aged man saw Zhang Xiaolang like this, he suddenly became anxious: "I said, little kid, are you not curious at all... Who am I? I am your parents' good friend..."

When Zhang Xiaolang heard this, he stopped immediately.

He slowly looked back at the middle-aged man: "Do you know my dad?"

The middle-aged man was already getting up and about to jump off. Seeing Zhang Xiaolang so curious, he lay proudly on the branch: "This must be... and my relationship with your father is very good. He is my brother!"

Zhang Xiaolang asked seriously: "Then do you know where my dad is now?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised: "What? Your dad is not here?"

Zhang Xiaolang said: "You don't know?"

The middle-aged man said in surprise: "Didn't your father say that he will come back if he leaves for a while?"

Zhang Xiaolang shook his head, and said with a little depressed voice: "It seems you don't know. My dad... hasn't been back for twelve years. My mom said he will never come back..."

The middle-aged man was stunned and murmured: "Impossible, impossible... It's clear that he's just leaving for a while... How could it be..."

Zhang Xiaolang said suspiciously: "Since you said you are my dad's brother... how could you not know that my dad hasn't come back for twelve years?"

"I……"

The middle-aged man moved his lips and slowly put down the glass bottle in his hand: "I have been wandering outside for twelve years, too..."

Zhang Xiaolang said in surprise: "Hang for twelve years?"

The middle-aged man nodded, then shook the bottle in his hand: "Little kid, have you ever drunk?"

Zhang Xiaolang licked his lips: "I smelled it...but Cen Haoyue didn't let me drink!"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned: "Cen Haoyue? Hahaha, little kid, are you calling your mother's name?"

Zhang Xiaolang snorted: "What's wrong? I won't call her mom in front of me..."

The middle-aged man pointed at Zhang Xiaolang with great satisfaction: "I just like you, a little guy with a temper and personality... Come on, your mother doesn't let you drink, I'll give you a drink!"

Zhang Xiaolang was still hesitating, and the middle-aged man said excitedly: "You dare to call your mother by name, but you dare not drink?"

Zhang Xiaolang smiled bitterly and said, "Oh, you're going to ruin me..."

He said, jumping hard towards the branch, and jumping to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said in surprise: "It's okay...it's okay...it's good physical fitness, just like you!"

Zhang Xiaolang snatched the bottle from the middle-aged man: "Let me taste what this wine tastes..."

As he said that, Zhang Xiaolang took the wine bottle and took a big mouthful.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Xiaolang drinking and was stunned: "This little devil... really... do you know why I don't like your mother very much?"

After drinking, Zhang Xiaolang let out a long sigh: "Don't you like my mom?"

The middle-aged man sighed: "The only time I missed back then... was to lose to your mother. Really, your mother ran faster than a rabbit... no, she was faster than a leopard!"
Chapter completed!