Chapter 242 Yuanzhou's Kindness

"If you want your kid to be kind, the old man will flourish." Mr. Ma did not accept Yuan Zhou's kindness.

"I know, but isn't your hand not good enough?" Yuan Zhou said flatly.

"Go away for the old clumsy." Mr. Ma put away all his expressions and said calmly, this sentence poked his sore spot.

"Wait a minute, I finish my breakfast." Yuan Zhou said calmly, but his guess became more certain.

"To pretend to be pitiful with Su Mu on his face?" Mr. Ma looked really angry, and he couldn't choose what to say.

"No, it looks good." Yuan Zhou swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said naturally.

"In my humble opinion, it's a trick to gain sympathy." Mr. Ma insisted.

"It's okay if you think so." Yuan Zhou did not refute, but said quietly, but the movements in his hands did not slow down, and he still ate the porridge in the bowl regularly.

"Want to eat imperial meal? Impossible." Mr. Ma strongly refused.

"Since you said you wanted to gain sympathy, can you be a chicken?" Yuan Zhou asked calmly.

"Haha, I haven't seen anything before, so what use do you think Su Mu can do?" Mr. Ma said with a funny face.

"Okay, I'm done. After you finish, I can send the bowl back. This bowl is not mine." Yuan Zhou put down his chopsticks and pointed to the porridge that Mr. Ma had not touched.

"Hmph." Mr. Ma snorted heavily, stopped talking, and began to drink porridge quietly, but his brows were tightly wrinkled.

This time, Mr. Ma didn't say a word until Yuan Zhou walked away with the square plate.

"It's really young." Mr. Ma sighed while looking at Yuan Zhou's back, with a tone of envy.

Yuan Zhou, who was walking in the village, was surrounded by several children.

"Li Ping, are you talking about the people from the outside village like us?" One of the little boys who looked fiercer asked the grandson of the old man.

"It's him, Huang Hu, look at the red spots on his face." Li Ping, the old man's grandson, pointed to the red spots on Yuan Zhou's face and said excitedly.

"Hmph, I heard that this person was stung because of honey picking." Huang Hu said disdainfully.

"Yup,

I heard from my mother this morning. "A little girl agrees.

"Well, I heard that too." Another little boy stood behind the Yellow Lake, looking the thinnest.

"No, that bag was fine yesterday, but I woke up again in the morning." Li Ping was in a hurry, but his words were unclear.

"That's the bee sting." Huang Hu made the final decision.

"No, no, uncle, hurry up." Li Ping waved his hands to a few friends anxiously, and then said excitedly at Yuanzhou.

Yuanzhou looked at the different degrees of red spots on the faces of several people, nodded slightly, and said naturally, "Well, I also have the same red spots as you."

"How do you know it's the same as us, in case you know of allergies." Huang Hu was obviously a more sensible person and directly questioned his Yuanzhou.

"The main symptoms of allergies are redness, itching, redness, swelling, small bumps or small red spots. The main reasons for skin allergies are natural allergies and the thin stratum corneum of the skin, which is not resistant to external stimuli." Yuan Zhou said first Without panting, he said his allergic reaction, looked at a few circled children and continued.

"However, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I don't have allergies. The important thing is that I have no pain or itching like you." Yuan Zhou said forcefully.

"Can I touch it?" Huang Hu thought for a moment and said seriously.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou carefully squatted down holding the square plate.

Huang Hu stretched out his small palm and touched Yuanzhou's face lightly. He really felt the small protrusions on Yuanzhou's face, so Huang Hu was sure that it was really the same spots as his own.

"Could it be you infected?" Huang Hu turned his head and asked Li Ping, the old man's grandson, seriously.

"No, no." Li Ping took a step back and waved his hand hastily.

"Really?" Huang Hu looked at Li Ping suspiciously and didn't quite believe it.

"I want to infect my parents and grandpa. How can I infect him." Li Ping said anxiously.

"That's what I said." Huang Hu only now confirmed.

"How is it, brother, will we be okay in the future?" The little girl looked at Huanghu with big bright eyes expectantly.

"It will be fine, so will mine." Yuan Zhou took the conversation and said seriously.

"Really, can Niuniu be cute too?" The little girl raised her head, her face was covered with red spots on both sides.

"It's cute now." Yuan Zhou nodded earnestly, and with his serious expression, he looked particularly convincing.

"Thank you brother." The little girl said obediently.

"Yeah." Yuan Zhou smiled, nodded and left.

And these children slowly brought Yuan Zhou's words back to their families, looking at their children's expectant eyes, even desperate parents couldn't bear to say otherwise, maybe they wouldn't be able to say such things.

In the afternoon, the old man's family that Yuanzhou borrowed, all of them had red dots on their faces, starting with the old man. As for this plant, of course, it was the hematoxylin pulp provided by Yuanzhou.

The little red dots are like little hearts. Following Yuanzhou's initiation, the old man's family responded. Anyone with red dots on their faces spontaneously asked Yuanzhou to come to hematoxylin and began to dot red dots on their faces.

Yanfeng Village suddenly has a bunch of adults and children with red dots on their faces, which looks like a different kind of scenery.

Hematoxylin, a natural plant fuel used to dye red eggs, is safe and healthy.

There are more people with red spots on their faces in the village. Those children are no longer afraid of the children with red spots. Of course, it is impossible to have friends all at once, but they will no longer call monsters at them when they see them. talk.

Children are the purest of demons, they never know how sharp their unintentional words are.

When the red dot was no longer a maverick but the norm, Yuan Zhou also achieved his goal.

In the evening, Yuanzhou rented a room.

"Thank you, young man, you still have a way." The old man held the leaf cigarette, and the old face with the red dots of Su Mu looked peaceful.

"You're welcome, Su Mu's method has been handed over to you." Yuan Zhou said politely.

"Now that we have this method, those children will be happy." The old man said with satisfaction, taking a puff of leaf cigarettes.

"Yeah." Yuan Zhou smiled and nodded.

"It's a pity that I couldn't convince the stubborn old man to make a chicken, but there are some gold needle mills here. You can take them home and eat them." The old man felt a little regretful, and took out a cloth bag from behind him, which contained dried gold needle mills.

"Thank you, I'll talk about it when I have a chance." Yuan Zhou took it with a smile. Although he regretted not eating the chicken, he didn't force it.

After all, Yuan Zhou basically guessed the reason why Mr. Ma stopped cooking.

"Okay, I won't disturb you to rest. I'll play again next time." The old man was very happy to see Yuanzhou's subordinate Jinzhenmo, and turned and left with a smile.

"Good night." Yuan Zhou nodded.

...(To be continued.)