The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The forests are dyed through, and the busy farming is over.

The villagers of Yuliang Village prepared several packages, large and small, containing some dried meat, rice cakes, spices, and coarse cloth, and stuffed them into the arms of Chu Wanning and Mo Ran.

Although there is no shortage of food and clothing at the Peak of Death and Life, this is the wish of the villagers. If it is not accepted, it will not be good.Therefore, the two of them were not polite, and helped the village chief to fill up the bag.

Ling'er also came, holding a bamboo basket in her arms, covered with a small blue and white cloth, and when the cloth was lifted, it contained steamed buns and a dozen cooked green shells egg.

When she came to the ink-burning horse, her big black and white eyes dodged and wanted to look at him, but she felt embarrassed when she thought of her bold confession when she was half drunk and half awake that day.After dawdling for a long time, he passed by, raised the basket over his head, and said to the handsome man who had already mounted his horse: "Mo Xianjun, these...I cooked these in the morning, you take them, and eat with Chu Xianjun on the way."

Mo Ran didn't know what she meant by this move, so he hesitated, not knowing whether to refuse or accept.

Ling'er understood his concerns, and suddenly raised her head, her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were a little stubborn and hurt.

Although she tried her best to climb up to a great fairy king, she was not the kind of girl who had no dignity and would continue to stalk after being rejected.

She said: "Don't worry Xianjun, Ling'er has no other intentions, I just want to thank Xianjun for taking care of Yuliang Village in the past half a month."

Only then did Mo Ran accept the bamboo basket. He sat on the horseback, looked at her with eyelashes down, and said sincerely: "Thank you, girl."

"Xianjun is polite."

Mo Ran saw that she could afford to put it down, and felt somewhat touched in her heart, so she asked her one more question: "What is the girl's plan in the future?"

"Why does Xianjun ask such a question?"

"I don't think the girl is someone who is willing to live in the village for a long time."

Ling'er smiled, and there was vindictiveness in her eyes again: "I want to go to the upper cultivation world to have a look. I heard that the master of Confucianism School is kind and willing to help poor people all over the world. Even if we get a job, he won't drive us away. I'm a good girl, and I can cook, so I can always spend some time."

Of course, she didn't mention the most important thing - the Confucianism sect has the most disciples among the top ten sects. The sect has a vast territory, with a total of 72 cities, and Linyi is a metropolis of immortal sects. Five of the ten people walking on the road are monks. It will be easier for her to find a good husband if she goes there.

Chu Wanning didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard that she was going to Linyi, she frowned and said, "The depth of Confucianism is not as simple as the girl thinks. If the girl wants to live in the upper cultivation world for a long time in the future, it is better to consider Linling Island in Yangzhou .”

"Yangzhou can't survive, food and clothing are too expensive." Ling'er said, "Thank you Xianjun for your kindness, Ling'er has her own considerations in her heart."

Now that she has talked about this, Chu Wanning knew that it would be useless to say more, so she gave up.

The two of them rode their horses and whipped their horses, carrying a lot of packages.When Chu Wanning passed by Caidie Town, he paid special attention to the enchantment there. Fortunately, the spiritual flow was abundant and everything was stable.So the horseshoes did not stop all the way, and at noon, they finally returned to the peak of life and death.

Chu Wanning went to report the situation to Xue Zhengyi, Mo Ran had nothing to do, wandered around, and bumped into a person by the side of the Naihe Bridge, wiping the stone lions on the bridge pillars.

Mo Ran thought to himself, I don't know who made a mistake again, and was punished to come here to do coolies.

Those who are punished generally have a bit of trouble on their faces, so Mo Ran didn't intend to go to the bridge, and was about to turn around, but suddenly heard not far away, the man called him.

"Ah Ran!"

"..."

Taking a closer look, it turned out that it was not someone else who was rubbing the lion, but Shi Mei.The ink burned for a moment, but felt strange in his heart.

One is that it is strange that a well-behaved person like Shi Mo is sometimes punished to wipe the Naihe Bridge.

Second, it is the current appearance of the weird teacher.

It has been a long time since I saw Shi Mo with a fully grown figure, but I have never been familiar with his current appearance. On the contrary, as time goes by, I feel more and more unfamiliar, so that at first glance, I can see him on the bridge. I saw it online, but I didn't recognize it.

"Why are you here? Did you do something wrong?" Mo Ran walked up to him and asked.

The teacher looked a little embarrassed: "Well... I was punished with the young master."

"Mengmeng?" Mo Ran paused and smiled.

This is nothing surprising. Xue Meng made a mistake, which is nothing new.

"What did he do with you?"

"They said they wanted to go to the forbidden area in the back mountain to catch a few ghosts to practice their skills."

"........."

"As a result, the crack in the barrier that Master had sealed before leaving was almost pierced."

Mo Ran couldn't laugh or cry: "Does he think ghosts are cats and dogs? If you catch them, you can catch them, and if you say you can raise them, you can raise them. You are too, he is messing around, you shouldn't follow the messing around, why don't you persuade him?"

The teacher sighed, his face was full of helplessness: "Of course I persuaded him, but it was useless. I was afraid that he would have an accident, so I could only go in with him... Forget it, don't say it, fortunately, it's useless to break anything Misfortune is coming. Ah Ran, let me tell you about you, you and Master went to Yuliang Village for farming work a few days ago?"

"Ah."

"How is everything going well?"

"Well, it's all going well."

The two chatted for a while, and after saying goodbye to the teacher, Mo Ran walked silently on the tree-lined path alone, turned his heart away and looked back, and he became more and more aware of his love for the teacher. The feeling of love is more of an obsession, a habit, not a self-conceived love.

He used to think that when he looked at Shi Mei's appearance, he felt beautiful, felt shocked, and felt very comfortable. This was desire, but it was not.

People always appreciate beautiful things. He appreciates Shi Mei's appearance, but carefully discerning, this appreciation does not carry any intimacy.

He likes to look at him, as if he likes to look at the red leaves all over the mountains in autumn and the lotus flowers in the pond in summer. Over the years, he has almost no delusion of overstepping the rules.

He is still the same as before, cherishing and loving Shi Mo.

But it is also different from the past. Today's Mo Ran finally understands what love is all about. He is not Liu Xiahui. His love should be moist and hot, accompanied by encroachment, physical collision, and blood Torrents of turbid liquid gushing.

He is a wolfhound who can sniff roses.

But the molars are ferocious, if you really want to bite, what you eat will not be flowers and plants, but flesh and blood.

At dinner time, Xue Meng finally finished compiling all the books in the second scripture area of ​​Cangshu Pavilion. He was so tired that he sighed and complained straight in Meng Potang. Even his favorite spicy chicken diced on weekdays couldn't make him happy.

I was playing with chopsticks boredly, and suddenly saw Chu Wanning entering the dining hall, and finally lifted my spirits, straightened up and shouted: "Master!"

Chu WanNing glanced at him and nodded at him.

Mo Ran sat next to Xue Meng, he, Xue Meng, Shi Mo, the three of them always ate together, but today when Chu Wanning walked in, Mo Ran moved all the dishes on the table, leaving a large area place to come.

"what are you doing?"

Mo Ran smiled at Xue Meng without saying a word, stood up and waved to Chu Wanning: "Master, come and sit here."

Xue Meng: "..."

Teacher Mei: "..."

Respect is one thing, but eating together is another.

People who can often sit at the same table and gnaw bones, most of the time, the relationship will not be too blunt, at least they have to get used to the other party's babbling, and they can bear the other party's ugly eating and occasional gaffes.

Looking at the expressions on the faces of Xue Meng and Shi Mo, even though Chu Wan would rather eat Xiangsu to be calm and cold, they are still not used to and do not accept eating with him.

For them, occasionally having a meal with the master is the same as socializing. They have to be tense and polite. After a meal, their backs are often stiff and they don't know how to eat.

Chu Wanning also understood this. He glanced at Mo Ran quite unexpectedly, shook his head, and still carried some light vegetables, and went straight to the place he was used to.

I haven't eaten in Meng Potang for five years. As soon as I sat down, Chu Wanning saw a small carved copper piece on the corner of the table, which was actually engraved with six small characters of "Elder Yuheng Special Seat".

"........."

Is Xue Zhengyong sick? !

Putting the wooden tray on the table heavily, Chu Wanning sat down gloomily, before eating two bites, suddenly a person opened the wooden chair opposite him, sat down on the "Elder Yuheng Special Seat", and brought the tray It was placed in front of Chu Wanning's plate, very close together, almost touching together.

Chu WanNing raised his eyes: "... why are you here?"

"It's too crowded over there." Mo Ran said, holding up the rice bowl with a smile, "Come and eat with Master."

Chu Wanning glanced at Xue Meng and the others, somewhat inexplicably: Where is it crowded?

Not to mention that he was inexplicable, the other two people who were dropped by Mo Ran also had complex expressions, quietly looking at the table between Chu Wanning and Mo Ran.

Xue Meng murmured: "Isn't that dog crazy?"

Teacher Mei: "..."

Mo Ran didn't care so much. He just looked at Chu Wanning and felt uncomfortable. Chu Wanning is a picky person, and he is very hypocritical when it comes to food. He often feels uncomfortable after eating this, or tastes that. Disgusting, Mo Ran feels that this is not good, and he will get sick when he gets older.

He used to be too lazy to care about what Chu Wanning ate, but now it's different, not to mention liking this kind of thing, just out of respect for the teacher, he has to feed his master well.

But feeding Chu Wanning is a science. It is like feeding a cat. You can't be hard-headed. People won't want to eat it, and he can't force it.

So Mo Ran had an idea, and put a piece of fat and thin braised pork in Chu Wanning's bowl.

"Master, you try this."

Sure enough, Chu Wanning frowned and said: "I don't like pork belly, you take it away."

Mo Ran had been prepared for a long time, and said with a smile: "I heard that it is very sweet, and it is Jiangnan flavor."

Chu Wanning said: "Cooking meat in the south of the Yangtze River is different from this."

"You don't even eat, how do you know it's different?"

"You can see it by looking at it."

"But the cook said it's Jiangnan flavor." Mo Ran threw the net down, ready to wait for the cat to take the bait, and said with a smile, "Meng Potang's cook is an old cook, can he be wrong? It must be that the master has been away from home for too long Lah, I forgot what the braised pork in my hometown looks like."

Chu Wanning said: "...nonsense, how could I get this wrong?"

Mo Ran ate a piece by himself, it seemed that he tasted it seriously, and said earnestly: "I think the master is really wrong, this meat is very sweet, don't believe me, try a piece?"

Chu Wanning didn't notice Mo Ran's ulterior motives at all, he was a little annoyed, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the braised pork in the bowl, and sent it to his mouth.

"How?" Mo Ran held back a smile, looking at the big white cat who was hooked.

Chu Wanning frowned seriously, and said: "No, the star anise smell is too strong, I'll go tell the cook, the braised pork in Jiangnan is not like this."

"Hey——" Mo Ran immediately grabbed him, and couldn't help being a little speechless. Who knew this guy would be so serious?If he really went to argue with the cook, wouldn't he be revealing himself?He hurriedly said, "Master, don't be in a hurry. The cook is busy at the moment. Since Master has tasted it, it must be wrong. I will go and tell him later. It's important that we eat the food first."

Chu Wanning thought about it, so he sat down again and continued to eat.

Mo Ran began to plan to coax him again, and this time caught a piece of fish.

Chu Wanning's chopsticks paused: "Shadow?"

"Ah."

"Don't eat it, take it away."

"why do not you eat?"

"do not like."

The ink burned and laughed: "Is it thorny?"

"……no."

"But every time Master eats fish, he picks the ones that don't have thorns, or the ones with big thorns that are easy to pick. Master doesn't know how to eat fish with small spines, hahaha."

He is familiar with the softness of Chu Wanning's character, and he handles it very well. Chu Wanning was fooled again. He was a little angry, and said: "It's ridiculous." He picked up the shad that Mo Ran gave him and ate it, doing it personally Show that you don't know how to eat spiny fish.

In this way, under the coaxing of Mo Ran, Chu Wanning unknowingly ate much more dishes than usual, almost dipping all kinds of vegetables and poultry.Originally, I ate a quick meal by myself, but I dragged it on for more than half an hour in a daze.

By the time they packed up the dishes and went out, Xue Meng and the others had already left, and the disciples of Meng Potang were only left in twos and threes. Mo Ran accompanied Chu Wanning on the tree-lined path back to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion. combine.

With the evening wind blowing, he walked idly with his arms behind his head, and suddenly smiled.

"Master."

"doing what?"

"Nothing to do, just call out to you."

"...I think you are full at night."

Mo Ran smiled more gently: "Yes, it's so supportive. Master, can I have dinner with you in the future?"

Knowing that Mo Ran has no other meaning, but Chu Wanning's heartbeat still couldn't help but miss two beats, but fortunately his eyes are still very quiet.

"Why, did you quarrel with Xue Meng?"

"No, no." Mo Ran waved his hand and smiled, "It's just that I haven't eaten with them for a long time. After five years, I feel a little awkward to sit together again. If the master thinks that I am in the way, then I will leave tomorrow Find another place and eat alone."

"..."

Of course he can't say "I feel sorry for you eating alone", nor can he say "I want to feed you more vegetables", these words don't need to be exported, and Mo Ran knows that it won't work.He can only show softness, he has to say that he is pitiful alone, and he has to say that he needs someone to accompany him. Chu Wanning has always been kind, and he will not refuse.

Mo Ran can almost see the shaking in his eyes, only the last bit of strength.

So he continued: "But actually, I really don't really want to eat alone."

"Why?"

Mo Ran lowered his soft eyelashes, and half of the emotions in his smile were true, and half of them were born to coax Chu Wanning: "Don't you think, Master? A person who eats casually is called a full stomach. "

He paused, and in a beautiful red glow, brushed away the broken hair blown to his forehead by the wind, he dimpled deeply, and stared at the other party again.

"If two people eat together, chat and talk, there will be a taste in the mouth, and it will be hot when it falls into the stomach. That's eating."

"..."

"Master, can I still be with you tomorrow?"

The heart-warming and stomach-warming words of the little wolf dog are really overwhelming.

Mo Ran is stubbornly exciting, he said:

"Master, I spent five years alone outside. When you woke up, I ate with you."

"I'm not used to it without you."

"I don't eat rabbit heads, and I don't eat duck necks either." At the end, he burst out laughing, and pulled Chu Wanning's sleeves like a rogue, "I'll eat shallot tofu and sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root with you. Promise me, okay?"

If he didn't say that this was okay, when he said it, Chu Wanning suddenly thought of some old accounts, his face sank, and he sneered twice at the end, saying: "It's okay, but you have to eat the same as me in the morning of."

Mo Ran hadn't reacted yet, so he agreed first and then said: "Okay, what's the same?"

"Salty tofu." Chu Wanning was cruel, "add seaweed."

Ink burning: "..."

I dare say this is the grudge I wrote down when we were eating hot pot together when he was still Xia Sini!

Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and said every word: "There are also dried shrimps."

The author has something to say:

Small theater, since there are three or four swords today, then... "Three Schools of Swords That the Protagonists May Play", I am sorry for girls who don't play games 23333

Mo Ran: Let me play Qichun, I heard that there are many scumbags in Chunyang since ancient times.

Chu Wanning: Don't grab my job upstairs.

Mo Ran: Well, then I will play Jianchun.

Nangong Si: My big plan has a dog.

Ye Wangxi: Let’s play Datang city management

Xue Meng: Tangmen Nightclub Fort, Brother Pao, let me know

Mei Hanxue: Mingjiao, why didn't I make an appearance?Because I'm invisible.

Teacher Mei: It seems that Wanhua will be better, let’s play with Brother Hua

Xue Meng: Do you really not consider playing a sister Hua upstairs? 23333 can be my bound love milk, I don't mind your shemale number.

Senior sister: (smiling) Young master, let's compare heights~