Chapter 16 The Sixteenth Adventure of Boss Tang

April nineteenth, at dawn. Xi Wei's morning light just came in from the window, just enough for Boss Tang to see Yuan Bao's face clearly. Yuan Bao was already drunk, and fell asleep when he said "I'm not drunk", sleeping like a child. He was just a child, a boy who was smart, naughty, cute, and annoying, just like the boy she knew when she was a child. She called him "little brother", and he called her "brother", and he really treated her as a little boy and little brother, taking her to climb mountains and trees all day long, swearing at people, fighting, riding cattle, driving dogs, stealing chickens and fishes.

All the things adults forbid children to do, there is not one thing that he has not taken her to do, and all the tricks played by boys, there is not one thing she can't do. Even she herself seems to have forgotten that she is a girl. One summer, he took her to play in the small river in the woods behind the mountain. The weather was really hot that day, she was wearing a set of thin linen shirts and trousers, the river was cool, and the two of them were shouting and screaming in the water, and her clothes were soaked through playing. That set of clothes was already very tight, and the setting sun in the summer afternoon shone warmly on her body.

She suddenly found that he stopped barking and making trouble, and suddenly became like an idiot, staring at her with a pair of big eyes. Only then did he realize that she was not a boy and had grown up. She was flustered by him. She also saw the changes in his body, she was afraid of the changes in people, she wanted to run, but her legs suddenly became so soft, so soft, so soft. It was already dark when they returned home that day, and dinner had already been eaten at home. Since that day, although he still called her brother, he never took her to play with other boys. From that day on, she belonged to him alone, until he was about to venture into the rivers and lakes, he still forbade her to play with other boys and asked her to wait for him to come back.

But he never came back. She was only seventeen that year, but she is thirty-four this year. In these seventeen years, she has never had a second man, and never has a second man who can make her heart beat. She never thought that after seventeen long years, she would meet such a big boy again, so smart, so naughty, so cute, and so annoying. She was moved again. When Yuan Bao hugged her just now, a familiar warmth suddenly rose up in her body, just like that summer evening seventeen years ago. What would have happened if Yuan Bao hadn't been drunk or asleep? She dared not even think about it.

——You brat, why did you do such a thing?Why do you want to hurt people like this? Although it is only April, the weather seems to have started to heat up, which is uncomfortably hot. She has been sweating and has not stopped until now. She must not wait for this little devil to wake up, and she must not let this little devil come to tease her and pester her to harm her again. A woman of her age can no longer do such stupid things. She quietly picked up a pair of golden-thread shoes scattered under the bed, quietly pushed open the door, walked back quietly, covered Yuan Bao with a thin quilt quietly, and then went out quietly.

The air in the hazy yard was cold and humid, and the milky white morning mist was about to dissipate. Sitting alone on the stone steps under the promenade opposite, with his hands on his cheeks, he stared at her with a pair of big eyes. "Xiao Cai." Boss Tang Da was taken aback: "What are you doing sitting here? Why haven't you slept yet?" Xiao Cai ignored her, but her big eyes stared at the golden shoes she was carrying upside down. She suddenly understood what she was thinking. ——This little girl has gradually grown up, and has gradually begun to learn to think wildly. The less she should think about things, the more she likes to think about them, and she always thinks about the worst.

She knew where this brat must have been thinking, but unfortunately she couldn't explain it. ——A woman stayed in a man's house all night, and at dawn, she came out with disheveled hair and her shoes, still slightly drunk. What can she make others think?What can she say? "Go back to your room and go to sleep!" She could only avoid her gaze, and said in the calmest voice possible: "You should have slept long ago." "Yes, I should have gone back to my room long ago, but what about you?" Xiao Cai stared at her: "Why didn't you go back all night?"

Boss Tang was speechless again. Xiao Cai sneered: "I advise you to put on your shoes as soon as possible. If you walk barefoot, you will catch cold." After saying this, she stood up and walked away without looking back, as if she would never look at her again. Spring is cold. Boss Tang stood dazedly on the cold stone floor from the soles of his feet to the bottom of his heart. She was not wrong, not at all, but she knew that she had broken the little girl's heart. The morning light is first dew, and the dawn mist has not yet dissipated. She sighed from the bottom of her heart, and was about to go back to her room, when she suddenly found another person in the yard looking at her, sitting on the stone steps that Xiao Cai had just sat on, looking at her with her cheeks in her hands.

The only difference is that this person is not a little girl, but a little old man. A queer little old man. Boss Tang didn't recognize this little old man. She had never seen such a weird old man, and she never thought that she would see such a person. This little old man looked not only very old, but also very small, in some places he looked much older than anyone, and in some places he looked much smaller than anyone. His hair had almost fallen out, and only a few sparse white hairs remained on the top of his head, as if pasted with glue, no matter how strong the wind was, it would not move.

His teeth are almost gone too, the front, back, left, right, upper and lower rows of teeth are almost gone, only one front tooth is left, but this front tooth is by no means as yellow or dirty as other old men. His only remaining front tooth is still white and bright, so white and shiny. He is really very old, but the skin on his face is still like a baby's, white and tender, rosy in white, as tender as tofu. He was actually wearing a set of red clothes, trimmed with gold trim and embroidered with gold flowers, the kind of red clothes that only Hua Hua from the upstart family would wear when they were going shopping in a kiln.

Such an old man, do you think he will never give up? Boss Tang almost burst out laughing. She didn't laugh, because there was absolutely no such person in the front, back, left, and right sides of the yard. But now there is obviously such a person sitting there looking at her, looking at her with admiration, just like the expressions of those men in their twenties, forties, forties and fifties when they look at her. Fortunately, Boss Tang was always calm, even though he was not wearing shoes, so he nodded and smiled at him. "Hello." "I'm fine," said the little old man, "very, very fine, very fine." "What's your name? What's your business here?" "I don't have an expensive surname, and I don't have any expensive job here." The little old man said, "I came here only to do something that is definitely not an expensive job." "What's up." "Guess." The little old man blinked his eyes like a child: "If you guess it, I will kowtow 3,600 heads to you." Boss Tang shook his head: "It will be tiring to kowtow so many heads." She said, "I don't want you to kowtow, and I can't guess what you are going to do here." "Of course you can't guess it." The little old man laughed loudly: "You can't guess it in your life." "Then why didn't you say it yourself?" "You won't believe me when I tell you." "What do you think." "Okay, let me say." The little old man said, "I came here only because my wife wants to take off your clothes and take a closer look at you." Boss Tang smiled. She should have been very angry, but she laughed, because she had never heard such absurd things. It never occurred to her that she would hear such a thing. The little old man sighed: "I knew you wouldn't believe it, I knew you would never believe it." Just as he sighed, his body jumped up, like a child who was suddenly thrown up by an adult, rolling non-stop in mid-air. Boss Tang is by no means easy to bully. A woman who can be called the big boss by everyone is of course not easy to bully. She has practiced martial arts, and the martial arts she practiced are very complicated. Some of them are learned from her teachers, and some of them are offered to her like treasures by men in order to get close to her, to flatter her, and to admire her. Flying Flower Boxing, Shuangping Palm, Praying Mantis Kung Fu, Flying Phoenix Finger, Big and Small Snatching, Five Birds and Seven Changes, Thirty-six Long Boxing, Seventy-two Tan Kicks, Chain Lock Foot... She knows at least thirty or forty kinds of martial arts, and she couldn't even use one in front of this little old man. There was still a person rolling in the air, but it was no longer the little old man, but Boss Tang. She herself didn't know how she was suddenly thrown up and rolling in mid-air. She really doesn't know. She only knew that as soon as the little old man fell to the ground, she was thrown up. Then she began to roll, rolling in mid-air non-stop, until the sky was dark. Then she doesn't know anything. At this time Yuan Bao had woken up. He was sleeping like a rock, even if he was slapped and kicked twice, and then kicked into the gutter, he would not wake up. But he woke up suddenly, and when he woke up, the sun was shining on the window opposite him. Yuan Bao groaned, and quickly covered his head with the quilt. If he was slower, his eyes would be blinded by the fatal sunlight, and his head would split in two. A person who is drunk for the first time and suddenly sees a room full of sunlight when he wakes up will probably feel this way. But not long after, Yuan Bao actually slowly stuck his head out of the quilt. Because when his eyes were not covered, he seemed to see a person in the room. A person who is by no means the big boss of soup. He was right. This person was wearing a pitch-black cloak and a shining silver mask. Although the room was full of sunlight, this person still looked like a ghost in the night. Yuan Bao laughed. He has never been afraid of scary people, the more terrifying people, the less he is afraid. "This grimace on your face is so funny," Yuan Bao said, "Can you lend me to wear it for two days, so that I can also scare others." "I don't want to scare you." The man's tone was very gentle: "I know you have been very courageous since you were a child." "Do you know who I am?" "I know." Yuan Bao smiled again: "Fortunately, I also know who you are, otherwise I would be at a disadvantage." "who am I?" "You are Gao Tianjue." Yuan Bao said, "You are the one who made my limbs weak and my whole body weak, and then sent me here." "Yes." Gao Tianjue did not deny it: "I am." "Since you know who I am, how dare you treat me like this?" Yuan Bao's tone suddenly became fierce: "Aren't you afraid that people in my family will take revenge on you?" "They won't come after me." "why?" "Because they know that I have good intentions for you." Gao Tianjue said, "I think you should also understand." "Unfortunately I don't understand at all." "These of us are people who will never see the light of day, and should have died long ago." Gao Tianjue said: "All of us carry a ferocity and hatred that can never be resolved." Although his voice was gentle, it was full of creepy resentment: "No matter who meets us, it is not a good thing, because what we bring is only murder, disaster, and blood." "You?" Yuan Bao asked, "Who are you?" "Maybe we are not human beings at all, but just a few haunted ghosts," Gao Tianjue said, "So I really don't want you to be involved in our grievances." "You mean, you don't want me to meddle in your business?" "Yes." Gao Tianjue said, "I sent you here because your identities are different." "Otherwise, I'm afraid you would have cut off my head long ago?" "I won't cut off your head." Gao Tianjue said flatly: "If you want to kill someone, you don't have to cut off his head. There are many ways to kill someone, and this is the most stupid one." "How do you usually kill people?" "Using the most painful one." "The most painful kind?" Yuan Bao asked, "Do you make others suffer? Or do you suffer yourself?" Gao Tianjue suddenly fell silent. "This method is not good." Yuan Bao said again: "Because the person you want to kill is already dead, so there is no pain. The one who suffers must be yourself, and only the living will suffer." Gao Tian never spoke or moved, but the cloak on his body was surging like waves in a strong wind. Yuan Bao said again: "One day I was very happy, as if a meat bun suddenly fell from the sky and landed in my mouth, I was so happy." He said: "So the people who were with me that day were all very happy. Happy, very happy." He sighed: "Pain is like this too. If you make others suffer, you must feel very uncomfortable in your heart." Before he could finish his sentence, a cold hand was already strangling his throat. At this time, Boss Tang had also woken up. She didn't see the sun when she woke up, and her head didn't hurt, but she, like Yuan Bao, only hoped that she would never wake up, and that she would die as soon as possible.