master and bear

The rain became heavier, as if a hole had been torn open in the sky. The heavy rain poured down, hitting the eaves with a bang, and the wind blew down the fence outside the house, and uprooted a small sapling in the yard. The closed window was smashed open with great force, and the window frame bounced on the wall with a bang, and there was a thunder in the clouds, and the people in the room suddenly screamed with their throats open.

"Stupid bear! Your house is going to collapse!!"

"..."

"It's really going to fall!"

"……Won't."

"Look! The trees in your yard are all down! Take a look!"

"..."

Bare-chested, a muscular man went to the window with bare feet, and closed the window again. Just in case, he took another piece of wood against the window. Knocked open again.

The wind came rushing in, adding a touch of chill to the long summer day. The air carried a damp earthy smell, mixed with dead leaves and branches, and blew through the door, hitting the young man curled up on the bed. face.

The young man wiped his face and screamed again.

"Your door is about to fall!!"

The man standing in front of the window twitched his forehead, turned his head and shouted: "Shut up!"

"Your house is going to collapse and you still don't allow anyone to tell!"

"One more word and I'll hang you on the tree at the head of the village!"

"..."

The young man puffed out his cheeks, tossing and turning a long list of obscenities in his mind, but in the end he still didn't dare to speak out.

After all, Meng Qing is a man of his word, and he has been taught many times these days.

There was thunder outside the house, and the young man covered his ears pitifully and huddled in the corner. Meng Qing closed the door, took the latch and locked it from the inside, then sat back on the chair and continued to sharpen a piece of wood with a knife.

The wood is slender, and it is easy to hold in the hand without slipping. One end of the wood has been cut out, and Meng Qing is sharpening it even more. It seems that it can be used as a weapon.

The young man sat on the bed for a while, tired with his hands covering his ears, he raised his arms and clicked his tongue: "Should we still eat radishes and tofu at noon?"

Meng Qing didn't raise her head: "Otherwise what do you want to eat?"

The young man licked the corner of his mouth: "Chicken chicken, golden chicken, white silk dragon, bright shrimp..."

Meng Qing stopped what she was doing, and looked up at him quietly.

The young man suddenly stopped talking, thought for a while and said weakly: "Even if there is no such thing...is it okay to order imperial concubine red or sweet snow after dinner?"

The corner of Meng Qing's mouth curled up, but it was a mocking smile, and he said in a cool voice, "No."

"……Oh."

No way, no way, what expression?I think you have never heard of these names, let alone eating them!Hmph, bumpkin!

Just by looking at the man's expression, Meng Qing knew what he was slandering again. He lowered his head and continued to cut the wood in his hand, and said in his mouth: "It's raining heavily today, and the river will rise. When the rain is less, I will go to the river to catch some fish and come back." Make soup."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and immediately nodded in surprise: "Okay, okay! As long as there is a little bit of meat, anything is fine!"

Meng Qing didn't reply, and the room fell into an awkward silence for a while, only the knife in Meng Qing's hand made a "swish" sound from time to time.

The young man sat for a while, but couldn't sit still anymore. He straightened up and looked at the man at the table, curiously asking: "Have you always lived alone in this remote mountain?"

"Ah."

"There is a village under the mountain, why do you want to live here alone?"

"I don't like noise."

"How old are you? Why don't you marry a wife? Where are your parents?"

Meng Qing looked up at him again, and repeated: "I don't like making noise."

"..." So it means I'm noisy?

Chief Chi has never been treated like this before, but now he has to bow his head under the eaves. He doesn't know if the guards and servants he brought out will come to look for him, and maybe they will never show up again. - After all, the Chi family no longer exists.

Chi Guan didn't bring much money with him, he didn't have the habit of taking money with him when he went out, and the money bag was always on the servant.

Only at this time did he realize how important money is. He didn't say anything else, just thinking of spending money to make Meng Qing shut up, and then hire a chef to cook a table full of delicacies for himself. I felt so comfortable that I wanted to laugh with my hands on my hips.

It's a pity... I can only think about it.

Meng Qing finished cutting the wood, and tried it in his hand. He was muscular, tall and strong, and looked like a bear from a distance. Now he was holding the wood and swinging it up and down, and the air was filled with the sound of wind. It was as if an invisible whip was twitching, making a crackling sound.

Chi Guan couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "What is this for?"

"You can do whatever you want." Meng Qing walked to the window and looked out, the rain was getting lighter.He took off the fish bag and coir raincoat from the wall, took the bamboo hat and put it on, and went out with a wooden weapon in his hand, "I'll be back when I go."

"Oh." Chi Guan shrank in the corner without moving.

The door was closed, and the straw sandals made a sticky "slap" sound when they stepped on the wet soil.

When the footsteps gradually faded away, Chi Guan climbed down from the bed, touched the table and poured himself a glass of water.

There's not even tea in this damn place.

Chiguan was bored at home alone. He looked out the window into the backyard. A black puppy was sleeping on all fours in the kennel. A hen and a goose were locked in the fence in the backyard.When Chiguan first came here, he had already experienced the goose's skills. The goose was more useful than a watchdog. He chased him around the yard for more than 20 laps, but he didn't give up.

In the end, he ran dizzy and cried loudly, before Meng Qing reached out and shut the goose back into the fence.

At this point, Chi Guan understood that although Meng Qing was the benefactor who rescued him, his mind was not very good. Chi Guan even suspected that the reason why the other party rescued him was just a whim.

Chiguan sniffed, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable, but unfortunately there was no one to talk to here, he held back in the room for a long time, finally couldn't help but took the bamboo hat and coir raincoat to put on, and ran to the backyard to find the puppy to play with .

He was originally a restless son, and he couldn't sit still after recovering from his injuries, but there was nothing to play around here, so he pinched the puppy's nose mournfully: "What am I going to do in the future?"

The puppy sneezed, opened his eyes and glanced at Chi, then turned over and went back to sleep.

"Hey!" Chi Guan slapped the puppy on the ear, "The dog looks like the owner!"

In the fence behind him, the goose raised its neck, flapped its wings, and let out a loud "ga!".

Chi Guan suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten, stood up hastily and went back to the house.

This hut located on the hillside is indeed a hut, not as big as a guest's yard in the west wing of Chi Mansion.

There was a small yard at the front and back, some radishes and greens were planted in the back yard, and two saplings were planted in the front yard, Chiguan couldn't recognize what kind of tree it was anyway.

The wooden house, the roof is made of wood and thatch, warm in winter and cool in summer; the whole house is only divided into kitchen and bedroom, and there are no other rooms.

The kitchen is next door, and Chi Guan can't eat enough all day long, but he has no interest in going to the kitchen to find out - one reason is that his family has taught him since he was a child, and as the young master of the Chi family, he cannot enter the kitchen at will; There is really nothing to explore in this kitchen.

It's nothing more than radish tofu and green vegetable leaves.

Chi Guan was so bored that he flustered, so he wandered around the house, but the more he walked, the hungrier he became, so he had to lie back on the bed, staring at the beam above his head in a daze.

Accompanied by the sound of the rain becoming less and less, Chiguan fell asleep without knowing why.

In the dream, he was still familiar with the Chi Mansion: the book boy begged him to go to class in a low voice, and the old master would make random checks today; his mother made his favorite apricot cheese with her own hands, and it was a bit rough in her mouth, but it was just right. He likes sweetness, so he added more fine sugar. Others don't like this taste, they just think it's too sweet, but he likes it very much.

My father brought his uncle back from the outside, drinking and laughing in the gazebo during the clear wind and bright moon, and the lotus pond was filled with the sound of frogs; he went up to ask for a small glass of wine, and his face immediately turned red, and the uncle laughed at himself as a majestic man. So bad, my father shook his head and sighed, saying that he was ignorant all day long, he could only fight crickets and skip class, and he was addicted to sweets like a girl.

The dreams are all about the past, but these pasts will no longer exist.

--escape!run away!Never come back!

——Father and mother can't be with you anymore, from now on, you have to take good care of yourself.

——Don't pick and choose, don't muddle through, put back your spoiled temper, the road ahead will be difficult, you have to be strong.

——Men have ambitions everywhere, don't cry, and your parents don't want you to take revenge.

Chi Guan opened his eyes suddenly, his chest heaving violently.

He was stunned for a moment before sitting up, his eyes were so wet that he had cried once in a dream.

Chi Guan rubbed his eyes, then raised his head and looked outside, the sky was completely dark.

"Why hasn't the dull bear come back yet?" Chi caring raised it, he walked to the window and looked out, the rain had stopped at some point, the air outside was cool, and it was pitch black.

Even though he has lived here for half a month, he is still not used to such an environment.

In Sixian City, there are nights of singing and dancing, and the night is like daytime. When the sun goes down, exquisitely painted boats will appear on the river. Even in the inconspicuous alleys, there will be old people carrying brown sugar water and selling fried fruits. The hawkers here and there are always popular and lively.

Unlike here, when the sun goes down, you can only stay in the house, and you can still hear wolves howling at night.

Chi sat anxiously for a while, imagining the image of Meng Qing trying to catch fish but clumsily falling into the river and being washed away.

He didn't know anything, and he didn't know where he was going or what to do without Meng Qing, so he became afraid.

He silently counted to one hundred in his heart, finally put on a patched robe and ran out with a lantern.

On the first step out, the straw sandals got stuck in the wet soil.

Snow-white toes were stained with dirty mud, and Chi Guan was so disgusted, but he could only grit his teeth and walk towards the river in his memory.

The author has something to say:

The short story is open~ It should be finished soon, it will be updated at [-] o'clock in the evening, and there is no guarantee of daily updates~ Welcome to collect and fatten~

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【Note:】

1. Short stories, 1V1, HE, Chongni (Chiguan:???) essays.

2. Silly and sweet, no conspiracy, no abuse.

3. Weak and crying, including cleanliness and troublesome young master VS the rough guy who is as strong as a bear.

4. This article is completely empty, please do not delve into it~