Who is not a fairy?

The hairball looked left and right, suddenly let out a happy cry, and then jumped up.

Only a "plop" was heard.

The hair ball fell into a straight glass without any mistake. At some point, the glass was filled with fresh milk. As soon as the hair ball fell in, the milk overflowed and fell down the table.

It was not in a hurry, first spit two bubbles in the glass, then directed the rag to wipe the table and the floor clean, and watched the rag grow its own legs and jumped into the sink to wash it. After it was clean, I wrung it out to dry, and then I opened my mouth comfortably to drink milk.

He Xu pushed open the kitchen door with sleepy eyes, and saw the hair ball nestled in the glass, muttering something in his mouth, and when he got closer to hear it, it was just hiccupping.

He Xu couldn't help laughing: "No matter how much milk you drink, you won't turn white."

Mao Tuan's hair exploded all over, and he said bitterly: "None of your business!"

He Xu was not annoyed, but just used two fingers to pick the hair ball out of the glass, and brought it to him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the hair ball spit at him. He Xu turned his head away, I was very moved by Mao Tuan's spirit of repeated defeats and defeats, and then squeezed hard, making Mao Tuan scream.

"Hello," he said.

After Mao Tuan shouted, he pretended to be dead, and He Xu felt that the handle had changed from a very resilient balloon to a puddle of soft and powerless mud.

He smiled slightly and said: "Why, are you angry?"

Mao Tuan snorted.

He Xu smiled until his eyes narrowed: "But you are a briquette spirit, no matter how much milk you drink, you won't turn white, will you?"

The hairs all over the coal ball fine were blown up, but he was powerless to refute, so he had no choice but to play tricks: "I work so hard every day to help you knead the dough and make sesame seed cakes, and you don't even give me milk! If you act like this again, I will be angry! I Get angry and run away from home!"

"Okay, okay." He Xu responded perfunctorily. The coal ball was about to get angry, but it was stuffed back into the glass, and then the milk was smashed down. Drink it happily.

He Xu yawned, and said: "Be good at home, I'm going to open a shop."

The briquette spirit didn't make a sound, just "keep your ears off what's going on outside the window, and just sip fresh milk with all your heart".

He Xu looked down at the way it was drinking milk with its mouth wide open, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

He still remembers the day when he saw the briquettes for the first time, he was so frightened that he almost split it in half, so frightened that the briquettes even picked up the pot.

His father was also frightened by him, so he hurriedly stopped him, dripping sweat from his forehead: "Hey, what are you doing, Xiaoxu, this is our family's black fairy, without him, our family would not be where we are today, hurry up!" Apologize to Hei Daxian!"

So He Xuru stepped on the cloud and apologized in a daze, and listened to his father babbling about the incomprehensible origin between the black fur ball and their family.

The briquette essence—oh, at this time it is still called "Black Immortal" and it appeared on the day He Xu was born. He Xu's father took over his son happily. Resisting it, he ran to the stove and touched two old buddies, sharing his joy with it: "My wife gave birth to a son for me, and he is fat and white, but he is very fat!"

As soon as the words fell, a fur ball popped out of the stove. It was completely black, even its eyeballs were black, and said: "Congratulations!"

Old He was not as powerful as Xiao He, so he was frightened and stupid on the spot. The black fur ball stomped on his face arrogantly, and then jumped down and said, "Speak, why, are you stupid? Really?" I don't know!"

Only then did Lao He come to his senses, and asked tremblingly, "You—what are you?"

"I'm not a thing!" The black fur ball jumped up and down angrily. After the jump, he felt that the words sounded wrong, but at that time, Lao He was so excited that his hands were shaking, so he didn't notice the abnormality, he was just dumbfounded. Looking at it, the black fur ball had no choice but to give up.

"I'm a fairy," it said, and couldn't help feeling a little impatient seeing Lao He not blinking. "Hey, fairy, do you understand? It's the one you all go to burn incense and worship in your free time!"

Lao He's face suddenly turned red. In his 30 years of career, he had followed the principle of "going to the temple to believe in gods and going out to forget the gods". He didn't expect to be so caring, and the gods rushed to his house. This impact was really great for him. Not small, blushing and didn't say a word.

The black fur ball bounced impatiently on the ground, and finally jumped onto Lao He, giving him a thump on the chest: "You are talking!"

Lao He's chest was hit, like a mouthful of blood that had been entrenched for a long time. Although his voice was trembling, he could at least speak a complete sentence: "May I ask which god you are...?"

Hei Maoqiu stood in front of him with his head held high and his chest held high: "Seed Cake Immortal."

Old He: "..."

Maybe Lao He's eyes were too obvious, the black hair ball sighed, and said: "Don't believe it, you people go to temples to offer incense, it's the same as going to a sesame seed shop to buy sesame cakes, people who like your sesame cakes are so So, why can’t there be immortals?”

It saw Lao He's eyes widened, his mouth widened, and he jumped on the ground resentfully, and finally said, "Come with me, into the kitchen."

So it performed a volley making sesame seed cakes for Lao He, completely convinced Lao He, and respectfully called it "Black Immortal".

Hei Daxian's life can be described as a happy horseshoe disease. After more than 20 years of happiness, it suddenly came to an abrupt end.

The perpetrator is He Xu.

He Xu went to the police academy and became a people's policeman. His mother was always worrying about his safety and talking about it all day long. Later, he was injured twice when he was on a mission. One was very close to his heart, only two centimeters. Refused, He Xu saw that there was nothing he could do, so he simply turned passive into active and resigned by himself.

Looking for a job these days has been difficult year after year. He stayed at home for half a year, wondering if it was a problem, and seeing that his father was old and tall, so he took over the job.

It was on the day when he took over that he met Hei Daxian.

When my parents quarreled when I was young, my mother would scold my father for making sesame seed cakes like a madman. After taking over, his father won't be able to see Hei Daxian anymore.

Different from the older generation, He Xu claims to be the successor of Miaohong, who is rooted in Marxism. He insisted on materialism for 20 years without wavering. Hei Daxian yelled and used the trick he used to convince his father.

It didn't expect—the son raised by such an honest man would be so shameless—after Lao He was persuaded by it, he confessed to him in fear and fear, and worked harder, and Xiao He saw his trick Afterwards, let him help knead the dough and stuffing, and he is only responsible for shopping for vegetables and spreading sesame seed cakes.

Of course it has protested, but the protest was ineffective and was brutally suppressed, and it has been reduced from a high-ranking "black fairy" to a "coal ball spirit" with cheap labor.

He Xu packed up and went to open the shop. Usually there were already some people outside the shop at this time, so he took it easy and went to build a fire. He brought the dough, stuffing, and black sesame seeds over, and grabbed a small piece of dough. Using the thumb of the left hand, spread the dough like a cream, take a chopstick with the right hand and fill it in, then round it again, dip it in the sesame pot, press it into a cake shape, and stuff it into the stove.

His series of movements can be said to be done in one go, and the firelight fell on his curled eyelashes, making his eyes extraordinarily bright.

When the first guest came, the lion opened his mouth and asked for ten cakes. He Xu hurriedly baked them, piled them there, and said casually: "Next one, what do you want?" He looked up and glanced at the people in front of him .

With just one glance, he was stunned.

He Xu knew that he was good-looking, and he had been praised since he was a child. It can be regarded as his eyes are higher than the top, and there are not many good looks that make him catch his eyes.But this person, He Xu took a look and was captured.

The man was fair and clean, his facial features were not as flamboyant and refined as He Xu's, and he was calm and introverted as a whole. Only the eye sockets were too deep and too deep, which made people stand up instead, reflecting a little shadow of the morning light, seeing He Xu looking at him , moved the corner of his mouth, and immediately revealed two small dimples.

At first glance, this man looks like a... small animal. I don't know why, but I have this idea. He is wearing a navy blue overalls, and there are some black stains on the neckline, cuffs, and chest. I don't know where it came from, it obviously doesn't fit, the whole clothes are one size smaller, and the hands and feet are huddled inside, looking aggrieved.

His attire, even in the old street of Wankun Street, is considered indecent, but the more shabby and indecent he is dressed, the more it makes his eyes clear and upright. He Xu has never seen With such clean eyes.

How should I put it... It is autumn, and everything is dead, but those eyes remind people of spring, the spring is coming, and the green grass is thick.

He Xu unconsciously slowed down, and asked again softly: "What do you want to eat?"

The man said: "One preserved vegetable and one fresh meat...can I be full?"

After hearing this, He Xu lowered his head and smiled, and kept clapping his hands: "Yes, of course."

When he handed it over, the man found that it was three sesame seed cakes, and couldn't help but stare at him blankly. Someone shouted "not fair" from behind. I'm happy to see the handsome guy in the morning."

The man wanted to pay again, but was stopped by He Xu. You come and go for a while. He Xu won the final victory. The man had no choice but to nod to thank He Xu. He Xu listened to his thank you and thought happily: Not only is he handsome , the sound is nice.

He just maintained a happy mood all morning.

At ten o'clock, He Xu closed the stall on time. As soon as he opened the shutter door, someone called him. It was Modin. Modin said that his cousin was not very good at using mobile phones, so he asked himself to give him a squeak. He Xu eats first.

It was discussed before that the two of them had a meal first and then went to see the house.

He Xu was originally quite repulsive about having lunch with strangers—after all, it was not a blind date meeting, so it would be nice without it, and hearing that his cousin was not very good at using a mobile phone, He Xu thought as he paced home: I'm afraid I lived in the last century. If he comes to my house, will I still have to teach him how to use the microwave oven?

Although they didn't meet each other, they were completely rejected. He Xu returned home and cooked a bowl of instant noodles for himself. The briquettes can only be used as sesame seed cakes. Letting it cook is simply murder. After He Xu ate the soaked noodles As soon as I poured my face into the sink, I planned to take a nap, but within 10 minutes of lying down, I was woken up by the ringing of my phone.

When he saw that it was Modin, he said that the person was already outside his door. Although He Xu felt resentful, it was not easy to get angry. He just wanted to find a reason to get rid of him later. Thinking of this, he hesitated. The slippers opened the door slowly.

Outside the door was Modin's evening/mother's face, but tonight/mother's face looked very good, he greeted He Xu beamingly: "This is my cousin, Song Yu; this is the landlord, He Xu, Boss He, the sesame seed cakes made by Boss He are the best sesame seed cakes in Liming City.” Then he turned sideways and let the people behind him walk in.

Looking at each other, both of them were taken aback.

It was still the other person who reacted first, with two dimples on his face, and said crisply and clearly: "Hello."

The author has something to say:

The prototype of the briquettes is the briquettes in "Spirited Away"

And Gongjun's appearance~