Half Demon and Half Mountain

When Cen Shen found Huan Le, he was playing chess with someone on the side of the road, and an old man was sitting opposite him, surrounded by a circle of old men.

Uncle Li, the wife of Grandma Wang next door, was also among them.

This is a battery car repair shop along the street. The chess stand is propped under a big tree. You talk to me, and there are walnut trays and folding fans. It is very lively.

"Grandpa, you can't regret your chess, it's not a gentleman's action!" Huan Le solemnly broke up with the white-haired uncle opposite, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Especially to please the elderly.

The onlookers immediately criticized the white-haired old man loudly. The white-haired old man was blowing his beard and staring, but he really wanted to win, so he looked at Huan Le and said, "You young man, let me!"

"No, no!" Uncle Li interrupted immediately, reaching out to pat Huan Le's shoulder: "Lele, come and kill him!"

"Okay." Huan Le rolled up his sleeves, and immediately killed the white-haired uncle, covering his heart with a painful expression on his face.

Cen Shen looked at it with his hands in his pockets for a while, and was about to leave when a younger man came over with a bag of meatloaf for everyone to eat.

"Lele come, you win the most, pick the big one!" Uncle Li looked at Huan Le with loving eyes, and the others did not give in, they liked it very much.

Huan Le finally took one, and was about to eat it when he caught a glimpse of Cen Shen walking back out of the corner of his eye.

"Ah Cen!" He immediately said goodbye to the elders apologetically, and then hurried to catch up.Cen Shen didn't deliberately hide, and continued to walk at a leisurely pace.

"Ah Cen, are you here to look for me?" Huan Le asked.

"No." Cen Shen replied.

"Really? Have I been out for a long time?"

"do not remember."

Huan Le tilted his head and thought carefully, judging from the position of the sun, he should have been out for at least an hour.Thinking of this, he divided the meatloaf in two and handed half to Cen Shen.

"I won it, here it is."

"Need not."

"I broke it apart, and it won't taste good when I close it again."

"???"

In the end, Cen Shen was stuffed with half a patty, which was delicious and delicious.The most important thing is that there is Huan Le by his side. Even if Huan Le eats something that is not delicious, he will never show disgust, let alone the delicious meat pie.When he smiles, his brows and eyes are curved, which is very appetizing.

"The taste of this cake is very similar to that made by my mother." Huan Le said suddenly.

"Your mother?" Cen Shen looked over.

Huan Le stuffed the last bite of pancake into his mouth, pondered it carefully, and said, "My mother's cooking is terrible, only the meat pie is good. When I was young, I was the only one in the whole family, and my mother threw away the meat. Cake teases me. So does daddy, even Pinger, eldest sister and second brother, they think they are teasing a dog."

Cen Shen: "...Aren't you a dog?"

Huan Le: "Of course I am, but I'm a demon. I learned a word from Uncle Lin today - good and evil will be rewarded, and the way of heaven is like reincarnation. If you don't believe me, look up, and the sky will spare you."

Cen Shen was suddenly blessed: "Did you throw meatloaf at your nephew and niece too?"

Huan Le grinned: "Ah Cen is really smart, but I only lost my little nephew."

Cen Shen was powerless to complain about this, so he could do whatever he wanted.However, it also reminded him of what happened when he was a child. Once he turned into his original shape and couldn't come back. He happened to meet two human children.

The two children were also kind-hearted, and poked an apple in their hands on his back, saying: "Little hedgehog, be good, we will share the apple with you."

Cen Shen wanted to tell them that although it was shown in the cartoon, not all hedgehogs like to eat apples.And the apple is too big, and it is heavy to carry.

Forget it, stop thinking about it.

Cen Shen wiped off a little oil stain on the corner of his mouth, and as he walked, he felt that today's journey home was extremely long.There is no other reason, usually he walks alone, alone, with no distractions.

But today, Huan Le is here, and he greets passersby familiarly and generously. The most amazing thing is that everyone here seems to know him, and he also knows each other.

"You know him?" Cen Shen couldn't help asking.

"Some I know, some don't." Huan Le explained: "When I went to Grandma Wang's house to watch TV, I would meet many people every time, as well as the gentleman who just moved in. I helped him move. thing."

Are there any new residents moving in ahead?

Cen Shen felt that it was a bit silly for him to come out to find him. Such a Huan Le would never get lost no matter what era or world he was in.

"That's right." Huan Le seemed to think of something again: "They all call you Tangqiuer, what is Tangqiuer, is it eaten?"

"Say it again???" Cen Shen was stunned.

"Sugar ball."

"..."

Cen Shen was completely confused, Tang Qiuer?What candy balls?Does he have anything to do with the so-called sugar ball?Why do you call him that?

Huan Le continued: "Everyone knows you, especially Grandma Wang next door, she even praised you for being a good boy."

Cen Shen was deeply suspicious of this, but Huan Le's expression was so serious, it didn't look like he was making fun of him.Does everyone know him?And gave him the name...Tang Qiu'er so unrealistic?

To Cen Shen, this was too incredible.

He looked around subconsciously, as if the name "Sugar Ball" would come out of the mouths of people passing by in the next moment.They seem strange and familiar, and these two diametrically opposed feelings have achieved a delicate balance at this moment.

"I can smell fried pork with bamboo shoots." Huan Le took a deep breath while facing west, his exceptionally sensitive sense of smell always allowed him to catch all kinds of smells in the air at the first time.Fragrant, stinky; strong, light, all are some inconspicuous but very simple flavors.

His eyes brightened slightly: "It's time for lunch, so it's about 11:30 Beijing time, right?"

Cen Shen knew that he was asking whether this statement was correct, but it took Huan Le a long time to change the habit of counting time from "hour" to "Beijing time".

"En." Cen Shen responded perfunctorily, and continued to walk back.

"You haven't told me about Tang Qiu'er yet." Huan Le trotted after him again, thinking that "Tang Qiu'er" must be Cen Shen's nickname, because it sounds very cute and sweet, so This is a pet name, just like his mother always called him "little brat".

Cen Shen didn't answer, which made Huan Le a little suspicious, whether he asked the wrong question.At this time, he suddenly stopped at the door of the house, turned his head and said to Huan Le, "I don't know either."

Speaking of Cen Shen, who I don't know, there was a rare trace of confusion on his expression.

Confused, Cen Shen made Huan Le's second meal after coming to modern times.

The plump and tender braised fish is served in a fish-shaped porcelain plate, and its chubby body takes up more than half of the plate, with a bright red color.Cen Shen turned around and opened another pot on the stove, and the rich smell of meat immediately came to his nostrils.

Another dish is potato stew. The excellent pork belly is precisely cut into square shapes. After simmering over low heat, every piece of meat looks shiny and shiny, and it is extraordinarily naive.The potatoes, which are good at masquerading as meat, are also stewed enough to not melt in the soup, but they melt in the mouth.

Huan Le leaned on the glass of the kitchen window and looked in, couldn't help swallowing, but it was a pity that Cen Shen refused to let him in.As for another seasonal vegetable, he deliberately ignored it.

"Young Xia, what are you doing?" Agui looked up at his feet.

"Looking at the meat." Huan Le loves meat, especially pork belly. His soul lives in pork belly.

Agui shook his head, not knowing what he was sighing in his heart, and walked away shaking his head three times.When Huan Le lowered his head to look at him, he was trying to raise his paws, and slowly opened the curtain of a hole in the kitchen door.

It was only then that Huan Le realized that there was a small door close to the ground, which looked like it was specially for A Gui.

Agui got in, Huan Le squatted on the ground and looked at the small door curiously, smelling the strong fragrance coming out of the door, he sang "Empty City Plan" in his stomach.

"Squeak—" The door suddenly opened, and Huan Le raised his head subconsciously, facing Shang Cen's deeply disgusted gaze.

Although he was expressionless, Huan Le still saw his dislike.

"Come in." Cen Shen moved out of the way, Huan Le didn't care whether he hated it or not, he ran to the dining table quickly, ran around the dining table, and filled himself a bowl full of rice.

Agui has his own special small bowl on the ground, which is filled with a mixture of various fish, shrimp, and shellfish. The taste is specially adjusted by Cen Shen. It is delicious and easy to digest, suitable for old demons.

"Aren't Ah Cen coming to eat?" Huan Le filled the meal, but when he turned around, he found that Cen Shen was no longer there.

"It's not like you don't know that he eats less. He's about to become a fairy day by day." Agui said, looking up at the bowl of rice with a small amount of rice in Huan Le's hand, he had already thought about it.Continue to say: "This is for him, take two pieces of pork belly, put some vegetables and serve it to him, if he doesn't eat, you can feed him."

Huan Le hesitated, he felt that if he did this, he might be thrown out.

Agui continued to encourage: "The doctor said that his body is malnourished and needs to be taken care of. He is alone and no one can take care of him. Why don't you still have him? You eat his food and live in his food every day. Don't you have to sacrifice something for his health?"

These words just hit Huan Le's weakness.It cannot be said that it was Cen Shen's fault that he came to this strange era. On the contrary, if he hadn't met Cen Shen, his situation would have been much worse.

Thinking about it from another angle, if a modern person returned to Datang by mistake, he might have been imprisoned in the prison of Suzaku Terrace by now.

Thinking of this, he immediately put a few pieces of the best-looking pork belly into the bowl.

Agui quickly reminded: "Two or three yuan is enough, enough. He usually eats less meat, so he can't eat too much oil all at once."

Huan Le thought about it, and thought it made sense, so he picked some more into his own bowl, and picked up a lot of vegetables to fill up Cen Shen's bowl, then opened the door and went out to find Cen Shen.

Half a minute later, Cen Shen looked at the bowl handed to him, remained silent for three seconds, and asked, "What is this? Pagoda Mountain?"

The author has something to say:

Lele: Eat meat!Have a meal!Grow tall!grow strong!