The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

Half of the last portion of bone soup was sent to Zhao Tu's family, and the remaining half was shared among the four.

The soup doesn't look greasy at all, the corn and bones are boiled over high heat to taste, the shallow salty aroma opens up the taste buds as soon as it enters the tongue, the warm and slightly hot soup goes down the throat as if it warms the heart, the whole person All satisfied.

Although it was agreed that Duanfang would drink alone, the four of them couldn't stop after picking up the rice bowl.

While drinking the soup, Wang Ming didn't forget to praise himself.

"My craftsmanship is really good. If my parents don't want me in the future, I will open a restaurant and still be able to live."

"You are so strange." Gan Bo also took a sip of the soup, "Why do you think your parents don't want you every day? Do you have such a strong sense of crisis?"

"That's not sure." Wang Ming shrugged and said indifferently, "Both of them have their own hobbies, but unfortunately they have nothing to do with me."

As he spoke, he laughed himself again, as if thinking of something funny.

He said, "As far as my distasteful character is concerned, one day my mother might get annoyed and really kick me out hahaha."

No one would say that about himself, Gan Bo was amused by him, "Then you should reform yourself and don't make your mother angry."

Get better?Can he still get better?Wang Ming himself did not know.

The heat from the soup was lingering on his face, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow barely covering his dim eyes.

Wang Ming remembered something from his childhood.

At that time, home was still a home. Although his parents were very busy and had no time to take him out to play, at least someone at home would talk to him after school. For him, home was his favorite place.

Once he caught a cold and didn't want to eat. His mother cooked a pot of soup for him to eat. It was the best soup he had ever tasted.

But then it changed, he changed, and his parents changed.

He got so bad he got to let them down and never had soup like that again.

In the quiet night, only the moon was waking up alone. Wang Ming put on a coat and sat outside looking at the silent night.

The dog tied up in the shed woke up vigilantly. Seeing that it was Wang Ming who had fed it during the day, it tilted its head curiously, whimpered softly, and returned to its original place after being booed by Wang Ming. lying down.

The soft moonlight looked a little cold, Wang Ming didn't know what was wrong with him, he couldn't sleep all the time, many unimportant things that he thought he had forgotten, all came back to his mind at once, he was a little out of breath, so he simply Put on clothes and get up to breathe.

He sat on a small bench, listening to the sounds in the mountains.

The wind is blowing through the leaves, flowers are falling from the branches, insects are making low chirping sounds, and there is a sudden bird chirping. This is another world completely different from before.

Duanfang leaned against the door frame and looked at him, while communicating with Madoka.

Since Gan Bo ran out in the middle of the night last time, Xiaoyuan has taken on the task of night duty. This time Wang Ming went out for more than 2 minutes and did not come back, so he woke up Duanfang.

Xiaoyuan had already escaped from the alarm clock and switched to the sky-blue electronic watch that Wang Ming had given him. He was quite satisfied with the new environment and remembered Wang Ming who had given the watch.

'Xiao Fang, why do you think Wang Ming came out to have a shower?is he hot '

'I do not know either. '

Duan Fang thought for a while, and took a small bench and sat next to Wang Ming.

"Why are you here?" Wang Ming said angrily, "Don't you know that if you stay up late at such a young age, you won't grow tall?"

"Oh, now I know." Duan Fang put his head in front of Wang Ming, raised his head and asked, "Brother Ming, why are your eyes red?"

"Stay away from me, I'm scared to death by being so close." Wang Ming said in a malicious voice on purpose.

Duanfang didn't care at all, he asked again, "Why are your eyes red?"

Are his eyes red?Wang Ming was taken aback.If Duan Fang hadn't said it out, he wouldn't have noticed it himself.

He denied, "My eyes can't see the light, can't I? It's so rare."

Duan Fang didn't believe it, "You didn't do this during the day."

Wang Ming really wanted to push him aside, but seeing that his arm was still wrapped in plaster and bandages, he had no choice but to refrain from ignoring him.

However, Duan Fang pulled from the spectrum of the sun to the reflection of moonlight. A series of physical knowledge is just to prove that moonlight will not make people's eyes red.

Wang Ming was about to collapse when he heard it. He had never seen such an annoying junior high school student. If it had been in the past, with his violent temper, this little troublemaker would have been bullied and cried by him.

"Fang Goud! Brother Dan! You are my ancestor, can't you go back to sleep?"

He wondered why it was so difficult to look at the moon quietly by himself.

"Don't worry, wait for me first," Duan Fang said.

He took out a candy from his pocket, touched Wang Ming's hand and said, "I treat you to a candy."

The candy wrapper looked a little more advanced than the last time, Wang Ming turned his head and looked at him.

"Where did you get the sugar?"

Duanfang shook his head, with a mysterious look on his face, "This is a secret, I can't tell you."

secret?

Hmph, Wang Ming knew without using his brain, who else would buy candy to amuse the child, it must be one of the two sleeping in the room.

By a strange coincidence, he took the sugar, removed the sugar coating and threw it into his mouth.The slight sweetness melted in the mouth, as if the bitterness in the mouth had also been diluted a little.

Duanfang smiled and asked him, "Sweetness can make people happy, right?"

Wang Ming nodded, and seemed to be in a better mood, at least not so depressed.

"If the moon makes you unhappy, but sugar can make you happy, then brother Ming, which one would you choose?"

He didn't want to choose either, and he'd be a fool if he didn't understand that the little man was trying to reason with him.

Wang Ming said: "What do you know, you little brat, go aside."

The sweet taste in my mouth is still there, and the moon is still there, but it seems that there are fewer messy things in my mind.

He sighed softly: "It would be great if I could go back in time." When he was a child, he really wanted to grow up quickly, but now he only wants to go back to that time.

"It's impossible to turn back time. People can't step into the same river twice." Duan Fang sat beside him.

When he came to this brand new world, he sometimes recalled some faded memories.

But now he is a human being, he is living a real life, and he cherishes the days to come even more.He likes sweets more than the moon.

He stood up and said to Wang Ming, "Don't look at the moon anymore, you can't change the moon, but you can choose to eat candy."

Stop looking at the moon?

But he has become what he is now, a bad boy.He's not yet an adult, but he's about to turn into what he once hated the most.He also wants to be better, to be the same as before.

But time does not flow backwards.

Wang Ming seldom thinks about these things, but in the dead of night, he can't help but think, is it possible that after he gets better, he can drink the same bowl of soup again?

Maybe one day, he can also be like other children's children. When he comes home at night, he will see the lights in the house, and there will always be someone waiting for him to come home.

Wang Ming was caught in Duan Fang's words, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and the colorful candy paper in his palm was as beautiful as a dream.

His voice was so soft that he seemed to be the only one who could hear it, with a sense of timidity and confusion that he didn't know where to hide.

"Duan Fang."

"You said, can I still get better?"