not a monster

Chapter 85 A hundred years later, it was only a while ago

Hearing the sound of dripping water coming along the way, Wang Xilou looked up at him and was surprised: "You went to the Xiangjiang River again?"

"No, I walked with Emperor You. She is too tall and I can't give her an umbrella, so I got wet together for a while."

"She loves you so much, how can she let you get wet?"

"Looks a little pissed off."

Wang Xilou put down the needle and thread in his hand, sighed helplessly, stepped on the wooden floor with his bare feet, and brought a towel to Feng Wuli to wipe his face.

She wiped Feng Wuli's face as she did when she was a child, pressing the back of Feng Wuli's head with one hand and a towel in the other, rubbing against his face.

Just like wiping the table, Wang Xilou giggled, looking at Feng Wuli's expression of wanting to resist and being suppressed, "Wipe it yourself, hurry up and take a shower."

Then went back to resume her needlework.

The wind unreasonably put on a towel and went over to take a look.

Wang Xilou's hands are very beautiful, and his craftsmanship is also very good-looking. He holds the clothes in one hand and the needle in the other.

The needle goes through, twists and pulls out again, raises the arm until all the thread is pulled out, and starts to repeat this action again, it's just a monotonous repetition, but watching this picture in a daze can get a lot of peace, like watching it in winter. The fire crackled, and in the summer, the ice cubes collided with the wall of the glass.

After watching for a while, he ran to take a bath for half a minute, then came out of the yard to sit and watch.

"The craftsmanship is pretty good."

Wang Xilou glanced at him suspiciously, "Why stick to Master?"

Feng Wuli was a little speechless, "...If the clothes are broken, just buy new ones."

"A lot of money!"

"I make a lot of money, and I can make money by helping the company work."

"Isn't that money to buy a house?"

She moved her hands and asked with a smile, "You said when you were a child that even if you get married, you will pick up Master to live there. It's a matter of words."

The wind is unreasonable to ignore her.

"It won't be long before the old street will be demolished, and the master will have no place to live by then, hey, in fact, this is a good thing, and what kind of subsidies are there, those monsters in the deep mountains and forests, and finally the development area was driven out, It's really miserable, I still have to buy a ticket when I go home."

"Have lived for hundreds of years, don't you want to give up?"

"That's not it!"

"When the time comes, let's find a similar place, move everything there, and continue to open your incense candle shop."

"It's a good feeling!"

"Why have you lived so long and still so poor?"

"You dislike master being poor?" Wang Xilou glared at him.

"Just ask."

The needle and thread in her hand didn't stop, she thought about it and said:
"When I first regained consciousness, Master did get rich for a period of time. Later, many things Master wanted were impossible to achieve with money, so I didn't think money was such a good thing, it was enough to spend, Master didn't need it too much."

"What do you want?" Feng Wuli was curious.

"You ask this all of a sudden, how should I answer?"

Wang Xilou thought about it and said, "For example, Master wants the apprentice to call Master, but no matter how rich he is, it seems that he can't do it."

After she finished speaking, she also looked over.

This little zombie is dead.

"What you're saying does make sense."

The wind unreasonably admitted her point of view.

Wang Xilou snorted angrily, stretched out his foot and kicked Feng Wu's calf.

The two sat for a while, and the sky slowly darkened.

Feng Wuli had some thoughts in his mind.

A woman more than 800 years ago is now mending her own clothes, which makes him can't help but look down on history and laugh at the incompetence of time.

Wang Xilou's work was finally over.

She is good at craftsmanship, so she won't stab her fingers, and she'll be fine even if she does.

Can't break defense at all.

He lifted it up and let the wind look at it unreasonably, and there was no trace of needle and thread in the opening.

"Is it great?"

Feng was unreasonably perfunctory, "It's amazing."

"What about Ye Ji and Wanwan, why didn't you see them when you came back?"

"Oh, the three of us are playing hide and seek, and now I'm the ghost."

"..."

"How can you do this?" Feng Wuli felt worthless for Ye Ji and the little fox.

"Oh, they're so annoying. They're making a lot of noise. It's been quiet all afternoon. I don't know where the cat is."

She turned her hands behind her back and tied her apron with a sly smug look in her eyes: "I guess I'm still complacent and I can't find them."

Three childish ghosts.

Feng Wuli shook his head, walked back to the front counter, sat down, and turned on the computer.

I took a look at the progress of the little zombie's national war, and now it has hit the foggy sky.

Feng Wuli felt that foggy days were the most difficult, even more difficult than roofs.

This is simply a big mountain on the Wangxilou National War. No wonder it was not posted in front of the computer when I came back today.

Probably can't get past this.

When he started choosing plants, Wang Xilou had just finished cooking and came out of the yard, wiped his hands and leaned over to watch him play.

"Why do you choose this, waste a grid."

"You didn't choose that shamrock. If you didn't choose the shamrock, you couldn't see zombies and couldn't fight."

"This big nut is so expensive, how can you choose it."

She was still beside her and kept saying that the wind was unreasonable and would definitely not win;
sworn;
At this time, a customer came. She looked at the screen reluctantly, and went over to ask the customer what they wanted to buy.

When he came back, Feng Wuli had been drinking water as if nothing had happened.

The little zombie's eyes widened innocently.

what happened?
Can this win?

"Why don't you go to the store to buy those props, and you didn't buy the pond cleaning truck. You have to expand your grid, right? How can seven grids be enough for you?"

"That fool's stuff is so expensive. Eight squares cost [-] gold coins." Wang Xilou was a little reluctant.

Feng Wuli looked at her gold coins.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...

"How did you get 25 gold coins?"

"Just play occasionally."

After a few unreasonable clicks, I bought ten grids directly, and then I bought the pond cleaning truck.

Wang Xilou was beside him with a sore face.

The gold coins she has worked so hard to save will be squandered by the little apprentice!

It doesn't hurt to sell Ye Tian!
"I don't buy it anymore, I don't like those plants."

"This dog's tail grass is very powerful."

"You play a game yourself, why are you playing Master's?"

Feng Wuli was kicked out of his seat, and the little zombie frowned, a little angry.

Then there was a game.

Hey, ten grids, she was extravagant and chose ten plants, and suddenly she felt wider, oh, I also have a car in the water.

Feng Wuli watched her clumsily start planting sunshine mushrooms, "This game is very old, it's not fun anymore."

"is it?"

Wang Xilou wondered, "Didn't you have a good time a while ago?"

The wind pursed his lips unreasonably.

Sit down and play with her, the teacher and apprentice occasionally bicker.

What a while ago, it was the second grade of elementary school.

(End of this chapter)