The whole world is pampering me how to break [Quick Transmigration]

"Yueyue, Yueyue~" In the early morning, the little monk came to the cave where the little fox lived. It was dark, he called softly, and his childish voice echoed in the cave.

The sleepy little fox slowly got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said in a soft voice with a hint of uncertainty, "Little persimmon?"

"It's me, are you still sleeping?" The little monk smiled lightly, the sun was shining on his buttocks.

"Not really!" The little fox rolled lazily, and retorted very unconvincingly, "It seems to have some kind of smell?" The little fox took a few deep breaths, and there were a few gleams of light in his sleepy eyes. While speaking, his small body has already crawled out of the hole.

The sudden bright light made him squint his eyes slightly uncomfortably, and bumped into the little monk who was waiting at the entrance of the cave, "Ouch~" The little fox covered his painful little head, and his body was also bounced When I went back, I was about to hit a rock.

The little monk with sharp eyesight and quick hands immediately stretched out his hand to cushion the little fox, and the stone hit him hard, and the little monk couldn't hold back a muffled snort.

The premonition of pain was replaced by softness, and the little fox was a little confused. Looking back, it was the little monk's hand, "Little persimmon, your hand..."

The little monk immediately clenched his fists, endured the pain, and smiled, "I'm fine."

"Stop laughing, little persimmon, it's uglier than crying..." The little fox mercilessly exposed the other party.

"Really?" The little monk smiled shyly, habitually wanted to scratch his head, and the pain from his hands made him gasp.

"Let Yueyue take a look!" The little fox couldn't help but grab the little monk's hand, and slowly spread out the other's palm. What he saw was a dazzling bruise, and some places were slightly bleeding, "Little persimmon, idiot." The little fox He murmured with downcast eyes.

"I don't feel any pain at all!" The little monk adjusted the expression on his face and smiled.

"Yueyue blows to you~" The little fox blew carefully, and the warm breath spread in the palm of the little monk, making his cheeks flush instantly.

"Yueyue is so powerful, I really don't feel any pain at all." The little monk touched the little fox's head with his other hand.

"Don't do this next time." The little fox lay obediently, holding the little monk's injured hand in its paws, its ears were drooping, and its eyes were downcast so that it was hard to see the emotion on its face.

"I don't want to see Yueyue get hurt." The little monk replied softly.

The little fox suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the innocent face in front of him. For some reason, he always felt a little different from usual, but the faint scent of pastries disturbed his thoughts, so the words he spoke became, "Little Persimmon, you smell so good..."

"Oh, it's this." The little monk seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly took out a round pastry from his arms, with a golden skin and delicate patterns printed on it.

"Delicious pastries!" The little fox became excited in an instant, patting his two little paws excitedly.

"This is called moon cake." Seeing that the little fox was happy, the little monk was no longer depressed, and explained, "Do you know what day it is today?" The little monk's class is starting!But the only student was looking at the moon cake in his paw and swallowing, and asked very perfunctorily, "Oh, what day is it?"

The little monk couldn't hear the perfunctory in the little fox's tone at all, instead he said enthusiastically, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival! Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion..."

The little fox kept his eyes glued to the moon cake until the little monk said, "I want to enjoy the moon at night..." "Moon appreciation?" He used to go to play with sister Chang'e when he was in the sky. Is there anything special about it?The moon is really so bright, so is Ah Heng always reluctant to leave?

Qingheng: ╭(╯^╰)╮, the moon is special!of course not!Especially the young lady who lives on the moon! (blushing)

"Yes, Yueyue, do you want to watch the moon with me at night?" The little monk sent an invitation to the little fox with bright eyes.

"I want to sleep..." What's so beautiful about the moon, it's better to sleep, the little fox looked uninterested.

"But there are a lot of delicious food in the evening, and I'm alone..." The little monk said with some embarrassment, what is the subtext, so much food, I can't finish it all by myself!

Abandoned Senior Brother: Junior Brother, you have turned bad!I can't finish eating, obviously there is still me!

"That's it, then I'll accompany you. Let me tell you first, Yueyue is not for food!" The little fox said with a righteous face.

"Yeah, I know." The little monk nodded with a smile, but made a successful gesture in his heart.

"Here!" The little fox clawed down, and the round mooncake in his hand was split into two halves, revealing the bright yellow filling inside. The sweet taste made the little fox swallow again.

"Eat moon cakes to be round and round, isn't that what you said?" Facing the puzzled eyes of the little monk, the little fox explained.

"Well, thank you Yueyue." The little monk no longer evaded, took a bite of the half moon cake in his hand, the filling was tender and smooth, the skin was crispy, refreshing but not greasy.

"Remember to come at night, Yueyue, I'll go first." The incense in the Banruo Temple is very strong today, he has been out for so long, he should go back as soon as possible.

"Okay." The little fox chewed the sweet mooncake in his mouth, and suddenly felt that it was not so delicious.

The little monk waved his hand, and his figure gradually disappeared into the forest.

"Aheng, what do you think we are going to do on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival?" The little fox was fiddling with a piece of grass in its paw, looking boredly at the blue sky.

"Appreciate the moon, compose poems, drink wine?" Qingheng thought for a while and replied, but he regretted it as soon as he said the words. Sure enough, the little fox's eyes lit up when he heard the word "drinking", and he pestered Ah Heng, " Yueyue wants to drink, wants to drink, wants to drink..."

"No." Qing Heng tried his best to lift his face, making himself look more serious.

"Aheng, Yueyue wants to drink..." As soon as the word "no" popped out, the little fox's small round face collapsed instantly, and he started rolling on the grass regardless, talking while beating, like a curse in the green Hanging around Heng's ears.

"All right, all right, I'm really afraid of you, little ancestor." Qing Heng's long ears couldn't stop the magic voice from lingering around his ears, so he had to let go, the little fox immediately stopped his rolling body, and before jumping up happily, the other party He continued, "But I don't have any money, so I can only rely on you." What if I don't have money to watch Yueyue?Qingheng thought happily.

"Hee hee hee, Yueyue has a solution!" The little fox smiled mischievously.

"Aheng~" Under the cover of green leaves, Xiao Hongtuan's body was inconspicuous, but his voice resounded through the entire forest, "It's done!" As soon as he finished speaking, a golden object fell from the sky.

"Ah! Yueyue, throw it away slowly!" Qingheng said weakly after turning around a few times in a daze with staring eyes.

"Okay! But Ah Heng, you have to pick it up! If the persimmon is broken, you can't exchange it for money!" Contrary to Qingheng, the little fox has always been full of anger.

"I'll try my best..." Qingheng replied out of breath, the moon is obviously very moon and a half, why is he the only one who is so tired!

"Aheng, do you think Yueyue is super witty! Hahahaha!" Knowing the fruit of persimmon is entirely because of the little persimmon. Before he was curious about his name, he told himself that it was a kind of fruit. Now It is really useful!

"It's quite witty, but does this persimmon belong to someone else?" Qingheng took the time to tidy up the garland on his head, and asked suddenly, it must not belong to someone else, otherwise he would not be able to say it at all. Became a persimmon thief?

"It's wild, the little persimmon told Yueyue." The little fox looked up at the little lantern-like persimmon and replied.

"That's good." Qing Heng put his heart back into his stomach, and continued to help the little fox pick up the persimmons.

"Is it okay?" The little fox looked at the ground through the green persimmon leaves.

"Yeah, it's ok, you can't handle too many." Qingheng pointed to a small pile of golden persimmons on the ground.

"Yueyue will come down then!" While talking, the little fox's nimble body has landed firmly on the ground, and he happily taps the persimmons, "One, two, three...you can buy wine!" After counting casually, the little fox came to a conclusion.

"Let's go, Ah Heng, let's sell persimmons." The little fox who turned into a child still had a lotus leaf hat on his head, took off his outer shirt and packed the persimmons, picked up the fat rabbit, and went to the market with arrogance.

It's a good time to sell persimmons, and it's the Mid-Autumn Festival. The little fox's persimmons are selling very smoothly. He counts the copper coins in his hand repeatedly. I always remember drinking in my heart, and the dozens of pennies have already been wiped out.

As the saying goes, the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, and the little fox's nose is not a decoration. He could distinguish the smell of wine from the many scents at once, and walked towards a certain direction with a face full of intoxication.

"Uncle, what kind of wine is this? It smells so good!" The little fox stopped at the wine stand and asked curiously.

"Osmanthus wine, delicious but not intoxicating, both children and women like it." The boss replied half-jokingly and half-seriously, as if he was still a baby.

"Then take this." The little monk is also a child, and this is just right.

"Hey? Did your father ask you to buy it?" The boss asked curiously when the child really wanted to buy wine.

"Yeah." The little fox who was addicted to the smell of wine nodded indiscriminately.

"Hold it." The boss fastened the jar quickly and handed it to the child.

"Thank you boss." Tian Tian thanked her, and the figure of the child continued to wander in the street.