Tobero

Of course, there are no gods in the dormitory, even if there are monsters, they are at best a rat spirit.

"Master Jijiu?" Mao Er rubbed his goosebump-covered arm, at least remembering his brother-in-law.

Mr. Qingfeng turned his head, beckoned him to come over, pointed at the pile of pots and bowls in front of him: "Look!"

Mao Er looked over: "Ice?" He felt a little dazzled.As a dormitory supervisor, he usually lives at the gate of the dormitory.Anyone who came in and out of the dormitory passed his eyes, and besides, the control was strict at ordinary times, and even family members rarely brought things in.Didn't he see someone bring in ice?Besides, even if there is ice, how could his brother-in-law not squat on the ground to play all afternoon?

Mr. Qingfeng stood up, rubbed his sore waist, and smiled proudly: "We made it."

Made it?Mao Er was puzzled.

At this time Qi Qi also stood up, but he didn't dare to help Tu Hao again, so Xu Mingxu stood up first, and then directly hugged Tu Hao who was still squatting on the ground.

The four of them have been squatting for a long time, and the sun is long in summer, and it is getting late.The water in the bowl hadn't actually frozen yet, at best there were a few pieces of floating ice on the surface.

Mr. Qingfeng realized that it was late, and told the two of them: "Look carefully, and be careful not to touch the water."

"Yes, sir."

"Congratulations, sir."

Mao Er was a little confused by the piece of ice, and when he got to the door and saw his wife and sister coming in with vegetables, he remembered that he wanted to keep his brother-in-law for dinner, so he hurriedly said it.

The two families are close and often eat together.Mr. Qingfeng nodded immediately: "Sure, you can chat with your sister about picking vegetables first, and I'll bring the new stove over here, just to try it out."

Qi Qi went to the cafeteria to get the food and came back. He happened to see that they were going to use the briquette stove, and he was about to slap his head, but he was young, and he had to use two hands to carry a food box, so he didn't have time to slap his head: "Wait, I'm going to get a pot!"

The two families are thinking about it around the briquette stove.Mr. Qingfeng put a teapot on it, didn't he say it was a stove for cooking?

Qi Qi came back soon, and each of them took a pot with Tu Hao and Xu Mingxu.

Tu Hao put the pots on the table: "Casseroles, woks, and soup pots. Let's make do with them. I'll send a set of bigger ones to my family tomorrow." The size of this set of pots is small, that is, the casserole pot is bigger.

Nowadays, people generally cook with firewood stoves.When Tu Hao first came, the conditions at home could only be described as mediocre.Children are hungry quickly and don't eat much.Every time he himself watched the people in the kitchen cooking, he felt extremely troublesome.

Fortunately, open-pit coal mines are not difficult to find these days. He and Tu Ying pooled their pocket money together, and it was enough to collect some "black stones" locally.The money given is not much, that is, the children in the nearby villages earn pocket money.

Now there are no conditions for vigorously mining coal mines, and burning coal is polluting after all.He only thought about his own consumption.The briquette stove doesn't take up much space, and it's enough to stew a pot of food for children a day.The servants are free to do something else, even if they sew two more pairs of shoes?

The three children didn't keep any food, so they went back to the house and ate by themselves.

After eating and taking advantage of the light, Tu Hao read an article and saw that it was almost time, so he set up a posture in the yard and practiced martial arts.

When Xu Mingxu saw it, he couldn't help being surprised and said: "Xiaohao is still practicing martial arts?" After he said the words, he thought, isn't the family of the butcher's wife the old General Ye?

Tu Hao was a little embarrassed: "My grandfather taught it. But mine is just a physical form, just to move your muscles and bones. Brother Mingxu, do you want to come and practice together?" Anyway, he just regarded it as a radio gymnastics.

"I won't practice." Xu Mingxu directly refused, and persuaded, "What your grandfather taught you is also the Ye family's kung fu, so you can't just pass it on to outsiders."

Tu Hao was even more embarrassed, na na: "This is not the Ye family's kung fu, it's just an ordinary quack style." The Ye family's kung fu is very difficult, he can't learn anything.

While the two were talking, Qi Qi stood at the gate of the yard and called out: "Master Xu, the breakfast in the cafeteria is ready, shall we go to the cafeteria to eat today?"

Tu Hao tidied up a bit, and then went over with Xu Mingxu.Qi Qi asked a craftsman to come over to take care of the yard today, and he had to guard it, and packed all the things Tu Hao needed, and told him: "The yard is in chaos today, so you go directly to the hut supervisor for a rest at noon, and the snack stove is also placed there .”

Tu Hao liked Qi Qi very much, and nodded obediently: "Yeah." Then he ordered, "Put up the grape trellis first, things are not easy to live in summer, so don't be busy transplanting."

Qi Qi thought, I don't know this better than you young master?After all, he was young, so his face showed a little bit, his big eyes flickered on a white and tender face, looking at Tu Hao was like looking at his mischievous younger brother pretending to be an adult.

Tu Hao thought to himself, he really succeeded in pretending to be a child.Now even a brat would treat him like a kid.

Xu Mingxu looked around at the two children, and reached out to hold Tu Hao's little paw: "Let's go, let's go to eat first, and Mr. Qingfeng will have to wait later."

So Tu Hao saw the canteen of the Imperial College.It was a far cry from the university cafeteria he had imagined.The place is not big, there are five or six small tables for four people.It was still early, but the two of them were the first to arrive.

Tu Hao muttered: "No wonder they eat in their own room." He put his things on the table, and went to the window to get dinner with his student card.

Xu Mingxu originally thought that the child was afraid of strangers, so he had to take care of him more, but he just turned his head and rushed to the place where the food was picked up, talking to the chef in the cafeteria with his neck on tiptoe.

The sound in the kitchen was noisy, and he couldn't hear it clearly after a little distance. When he got closer, he saw the chef in the cafeteria handing a plate of pickles to Tu Hao: "Try it? Eat my pickles, and you have three bowls." Rice, what’s the difference between Xia Xia and Xia Xia?”

Tu Hao was short, with his forehead just past the window, and carefully took the plate: "Thank you. I also want a bowl of porridge, a small bowl."

The master's expression turned a little disgusted: "If you eat so little, you won't grow taller! Another meat bun!"

Tu Hao was a little confused: "Meat buns are not good, you can't finish them." The big meat buns in the cafeteria are as big as the fist of an adult man, not to mention him, even his father can't eat them.Whether it's buns or steamed buns at home, they are all the size of a baby's fist.

Xu Mingxu came over, took a bowl of hot porridge from the master chef, took it back and forth several times, and then put everything on the table, found a small bowl, filled half of it with a small spoon, and put it on the table. In the past: "Sit down and eat."

The table was a bit high, and Tu Hao could only climb onto the stool and kneel before he could eat.Xu Mingxu frowned, stretched out his hands and hugged the child directly in his arms: "Brother, feed you?"

Mouse Slaughter, who has been eating by himself since he was able to hold a small spoon firmly, looked up at the beautiful young boy who was looking at him with a gentle face: "Okay~"

The gentle and pretty boy naturally showed a smile, and unknowingly finished eating a big bowl of porridge, the mouse spirit, almost dying of it.

The mouse spirit stood at the door of Mr. Qingfeng's office, with a serious expression on a bush of wild chrysanthemums with dark green leaves.The combined age of his two lifetimes is not too young, how old is Xu Mingxu?Could it be that he is a pervert in nature, who likes this kind of... um, young and tender fruit?But the little fruit looks so delicious...

A child who is not as high as the table, with a serious and pensive look on his face, looks very playful.

After Xu Mingxu finished talking with Mr. Qingfeng, he saw Tu Hao's appearance when he came out. He couldn't help but smile from the corners of his eyes and brows, and Mr. Qingfeng who was standing behind him couldn't help being amazed in his heart.

Tu Hao's reputation in the capital is not well-known because he has been covered by his father, Tu Ye.The actual level of children can completely keep up with the progress of Guozixue, and people are also flexible and ingenious.As for the so-called child prodigies that are widely rumored in Beijing, they should really let them come and see Tu Hao.

But Mr. Qingfeng also has to say that Xu Mingxu is even more... Godly than Tu Hao!With that child's background, to be able to have such an ability now, is it more than a genius?It's just because of the same reason that Xu Mingxu's personality always looks a little dull, even gloomy.There are not many people in the entire Imperial College who can talk to him, let alone classmates and friends.

He arranged Tu Hao into Xu Mingxu's yard on purpose, and of course Tu Hao's father agreed in advance.How about the Xu family? It's hard for outsiders like them to say much, but it's okay to take care of them a little bit in a different way.

Now it seems that the two children get along very well.

Mr. Aomine walked up behind the two children and listened to what they were saying.

"Is this what you grew up on yourself?"

"Brother Mingxu, can I dig it out? Just dig a little bit and plant it in our yard?"

"Didn't you tell Xiao Qi in the morning that the current weather is not suitable for transplanting? Besides, what are you doing planting this?"

"Eat. Is it okay to eat chrysanthemums?" Tu Hao suddenly felt a little cold on the top of his head. He raised his head to see Mr. Shang Qingfeng's nostrils, and opened his mouth twice, "Da, da da."

"This is grown by the old man." Mr. Qingfeng looked at the little thief in front of him, and said in a cool tone, "It's not eaten as a dish, but dried flowers for tea."

"Pfft." Xu Mingxu couldn't help laughing, and hugged the silly little mouse, "Sir, let's go to class first."

Mr. Qingfeng waved his hand angrily: "Go."