not a monster

Chapter 212

After Wang Xilou left, Feng Wuli and Po Nu looked at each other.

"What happened to her?" Feng Wuli asked.

"Hiss—" Po Nu let out an inexplicable inhalation.

As an isomorph, she frowned, but she could guess that Wang Xilou wanted to show off, but couldn't pretend to be forced, and her mood changed as she said, like the weather in July. She, she only loves her apprentice.

"Come on, little apprentice, play with me. I haven't played backgammon for a long time." Po Nu speaks like Wang Xilou with a flattering filter, and his voice is also sweet. Maybe in a few years It's called a dead man, but who doesn't care for a beautiful girl with a delicate voice.

"What's the fun?" Feng Wuli lacked interest.

She packed up Reversi, this blindfold was of a high rank, she grabbed Feng Wuli's hand and whispered coquettishly: "Just play a few."

Feng Wuli couldn't take it anymore, and planned to fight this goblin for hundreds of rounds.

The two were sitting by the firebox, the po slave under the counter kept hooking his legs with his feet, Feng Wuli sat on his arms, and blamed Wang Xilou for everything.

"I thought it was some big monster who dared to make trouble on my little apprentice's land. I rolled up my sleeves and prepared to go up and fuck him... Reasonable to her." Po Nu playing chess is the same as Wang Xilou playing mahjong. He squinted his eyes and carefully observed the overall situation with the chess pieces. Occasionally, he would rest his fingers on a chess piece and inhale and hiss as if thinking, and then he would see from the corner of his eye whether Feng Wuli was paying attention to himself. Mi move away.

"It's not like before. Where are there so many monsters in the city? These people generally know something, but don't know everything. They are suspicious whenever there is trouble, and they happen to be able to hook up with people like us. Money can solve them. He is happy to send us money, even if we want peace of mind."

Although it is really related to monsters today, it was the owner’s dog who dug up a little monster’s house in the park. The little monster was so angry that he followed up to fight with the dog every day. Feng Wuli sent Po Nu to negotiate with the little monster. It was resolved in one go, and just like that, the employer transferred [-] to him.

"Oh, I know!" She spoke loudly on purpose, and then hid an unreasonable chess piece on the grid, which was the same trick as Wang Xilou.

It gets dark very quickly in winter, and the clouds in the east are like white scales more than ten minutes ago. I don’t know when it was dyed with a layer of golden afterglow, and then it immediately became dark and gloomy. You can only judge the traces of clouds by the faint skylight. Wait until the old street outside The street lights flicked on, only to realize that it was already so dark just now.

Putting the bike back to the yard in the garage, he put it in his pocket and went into the shop, glanced at the two playing backgammon at the counter, glanced again when passing by, frowned and said to Po Nu: "Do you want me to cut off your foot? "

Po Nu blinked his eyes, suddenly 'turned pale with shock', and stuck his whole body on Feng Wuli's body, completely ignoring Chifu's darkened face, shouting: "Little apprentice, look at this person, she is threatening me!"

Feng Wuli was a little embarrassed, and whispered, "Sit down first, and she will scold me together later."

Po Nu shrank his feet resentfully.

He also stuck out his tongue at Chifu.

Chifu looked at her coldly, "Come with me."

"Why? Did I recruit you to provoke you??" Po slave refused to obey, this person just couldn't see himself getting along with his little apprentice.

Tsundere has no market!
Chifu opened his mouth, and said impatiently, "My phone is broken, please check it for me."

"You asked me to watch it for you, so I will watch it for you?" Po Nu has the potential to develop into an old sister-in-law: "Who are you?"

Chifu obviously didn't want to discuss it with her, so he grabbed her hand and dragged her upstairs. Ponu was a head taller than her, and he was dragged staggeringly, yelling at the little apprentice all the time Save me quickly, blah blah, blah blah.

Feng Wuli just tidied up the backgammon on the table silently. If no one helps, everyone will help.

He thought of a joke, I'm not a scumbag, I just broke my heart into many pieces, each piece fell in love with a different person, isn't every girl satisfied with one piece?

Now it is Wang Xilou himself who is broken into many pieces.

After packing up the backgammon, he went to pull down the rolling door of the incense and candle shop. When the door was closed, someone passed by outside the old street and asked Feng Wuli if it was a holiday. He said a few words of politeness, and finally the rolling door fell to the ground. He planned to go upstairs. I saw Wang Xilou's spatula and the hot oil pan croaking in the backyard kitchen, and the garlic was thrown in to burst out the aroma. I was about to fry a vegetable, and I didn't know what to cook in a pot next to it.

"What's for dinner today?" He walked over and asked.

When Wang Xilou turned his head, this person had walked behind him at some point and was stealing the stewed pork knuckle with two fingers.

"Bad habit." She hit his hand with chopsticks angrily.

"It's a bit faded."

Feng Wuli fed the leftover half of the taro to Master, and Wang Xilou frowned and bit it.

"Why do you eat such a heavy mouthful? It's called just right." Having said that, the little zombie adjusted the seasoning and closed the lid.

Originally planning to sit upstairs, seeing that the food was almost ready, he made trouble for Wang Xilou in the kitchen.

This person is like a leader inspecting work, touching here and there, picking up a half-cooked green vegetable in a pot and stealing it, tying a knot on the back of Wang Xilou's scarf who has no time to tidy up, pinching it and hanging it on a pole. When was the dried fish smoked? Ask about this and that, Wang Xilou is impatient and there is nothing he can do.

Not only dried fish, the kitchen here is Wang Xilou's site, but also the dried sweet potatoes that she failed to deal with in time, the corn and peppers that were lost for a long time, only Wang Xilou can identify the piles without labels or marks The bottles and jars of seasoning, maybe she herself can't tell what's inside. Every time she uses it, she dips her fingers to taste it, and when she finds what she wants, she rushes to use it. Feng Wuli can imagine that The screen is gone.

Break off a piece, chew it, the taste of this dried fish is a bit surprising, with a rice fragrance.

"When was this fish smoked? It didn't seem to be smoked last year."

The little zombie looked back at him: "I saw a few fat crucian carp in the vegetable market a few days ago that were good, so I bought them and smoked them to dry."

"Why don't I know?" He was surprised.

"You?" Wang Xilou sneered at him, shaking his spoon: "What else do you know besides eating?"

Feng Wuli automatically ignored the unfavorable voice, broke off another piece, and passed it to the little zombie's mouth: "Try it, I feel pretty good."

"Dirty or not... Don't mess with my dried fish, take it back to my uncle during the Chinese New Year, and give it to me when that stupid cat sees it!"

"It smells like rice."

"That's right!" She was quite proud: "Master smoked rice bran, which is more fragrant than the ones made before."

"Did you think of it yourself?"

"Learn from Douyin."

Wang Xilou suddenly got excited: "By the way, you take a video for Master, and Master also sends a Douyin."

"Why are you doing that?" Feng Wuli had a toothache: "Isn't Moments not enough for you?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, take a video of Master cooking."

This person is just an old lady who can't stay idle and loves to make troubles.

Feng Wuli casually took a picture of her, the picture quality was poor, the smoke was too big to see clearly, the picture was just upside down, it was not worth sending out at all, the little zombie looked at it himself and lost interest, it probably didn't reach her The effect in my heart is like the frustration of an adolescent boy who realizes hairstyle and dress for the first time, buys gel water and perm iron but can't make the teaching video effect at all.

It is not ruled out that she will mess around with herself in the future.

Feng Wuli picked up the flowers in the yard. Among them, the plum blossoms that were not tall bloomed the best and did not need to be pruned. He folded one and planned to find a vase to put it in. Wang Xilou's flower arrangement is very beautiful. She Twist a few flowers casually, and there is a sense of beauty in any arrangement. It is impossible to do it unreasonably, but New Year's Eve is approaching, it is still possible to fold a favorite plum blossom and put it in a vase.

Someone in front of the yard called Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou let out an eh, covered the pot and turned off the fire, and planned to untie her apron with her hands behind her back, but she was tied up in a frenzy and couldn't untie it, she turned her head and stared frighteningly He took an unreasonable glance at the flowers in the tossing yard.

Out of the courtyard, she was a woman in her forties, who married out of town in the early years, and returned to the old street to return to the province when the Chinese New Year was approaching, and probably would not come back after the Chinese New Year. Feng Wuli knew her, after all, he would see her every year. Visiting relatives, came to sit here at the incense and candle shop, Wang Xilou led her into the backyard to sit, greeted, sighed, brought a lot of biscuits and fruits, Wang Xilou asked her to take them back, the woman just laughed, talking about the happy things before She would be overjoyed, since she got married, she would come to Wang Xilou every year in Guizhou Province.

The woman looked at the plum blossom in the yard, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "You still bloom beautifully."

Her home is in the old street. Ding Xingwang is a wealthy family. They also have a yard with some flowers. One of the plum blossoms was given by Wang Xilou in the 90s. She had two at that time, and it looks good if you raise them casually. , Every year during the Chinese New Year at home, a branch is cut and placed in the main hall. My grandma is from the north, and she always says, "It is the year when plum blossoms are planted."

At that time, she only knew that the flowers were beautiful, the family had a large population, and it was always very noisy during the New Year. Mother and aunt were busy with the New Year's dinner, and a few juniors would argue in the courtyard, or go to the kitchen to steal the New Year's meal, and grandma would happily fold it. Branch plum blossoms, put them into earthen pots, and place them on the desk in the main hall. You can see them as soon as you enter the door from the outside. She married in a thousand years and went to another place. When the Chinese New Year comes back, when you enter the door, you will see the desk in the main hall. The plum blossoms inserted in the earthen pot can be known to be Chinese New Year, and it is like this every year, but this plum blossom is like a ritual.Later, my grandmother passed away, and my uncle and aunt passed away one after another. It has been more than ten years. When I returned to the province this year, I entered the old house. There was no plum blossom on the desk in the main hall. The cans were cleaned and inserted into the main hall. The old house was shining brightly, and the house was full of energy, but it was always a little lonely-there would be no more noise and joy when the yard was full during the New Year.

(End of this chapter)