Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

Cao Xianghu heard from Huang Mao that A Miao had asked for leave and would come back to pack up and move, so he hurried back to try to persuade him to stay.At this moment, seeing Bei Xiaowu here, it was hard to say a word.

"Brother Hu." Bei Xiaowu stood up obediently, smiling, but looked at Cao Xianghu sharply.

Cao Xianghu quickly shifted his gaze, loosened his tie and sat on his bed, "Oh, I'll come back and get something."

He said that he wanted to get things, but he just sat there blankly. Bei Xiaowu could see through at a glance that he might be redundant here.

"A Miao, I'll wait for you outside." Bei Xiaowu got up and walked towards the door.

A Miao was spreading a large suitcase on the ground, trying to stuff things into it, when she heard the words, she called Bei Xiaowu, "It's very cold outside, what are you doing out there?"

"Sit down," Cao Xianghu took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his down jacket and lit himself, "It's cold outside."

Bei Xiaowu sat back beside Cao Xianghu's bed, lowered his head and asked A Miao if he needed any help.

A Miao was wrestling with the rusted zipper, smelling the smell of cigarettes, upset and irritable, she waved her hands, got up and took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket to light one.

"Smoking!" Cao Xianghu suddenly threw the cigarette case in his hand at Bei Xiaowu. Bei Xiaowu was startled when he didn't react for a while.

"He doesn't smoke, he's a good boy." A Miao took the cigarette case from Bei Xiaowu and threw it back to Cao Xianghu.

Cao Xianghu smiled, turned his gaze to A Miao, "You want to move?"

"Yeah." A Miao replied disdainfully.

"Still angry about what happened before?" Cao Xianghu and A Miao spoke their hometown dialect, and they didn't deliberately avoid Bei Xiaowu, so Bei Xiaowu just sat still.

They probably thought that Bei Xiaowu couldn't understand their tongue-in-cheek local dialect. In fact, as soon as Chi Xiaohong got home, she would hide in Bei Xiaowu's room and call Xiaocui secretly. .

"Why are you so angry, I'm still the one you brought to the ancient city, brother Hu?" A Miao said, angrily kicking the luggage on the ground.

"It's not like you don't know that I'm short of money." When Cao Xianghu said this, he took a peek at Bei Xiaowu, and Bei Xiaowu glanced at his back from the corner of his eye and lowered his head to play with his phone.

"I don't know how I introduced you to a job. Forget it, let's not quarrel. I will pay the rent here until the end of next month. You can live here. I will move today." A Miao finished speaking and stubbed out the cigarette butt. He squatted down on the ground to pack his luggage.

Cao Xianghu laughed helplessly, got up and patted the soot on his clothes, "That's fine."

The moment Cao Xianghu went out, the zipper in A Miao's hand miraculously closed.

Bei Xiaowu curled his lips, thinking it was an opportunity to fill in the gap in friendship around Cao Xianghu to win some trust.

A Miao has a simple mind and a good tongue, and is very popular in the store. On the contrary, Cao Xianghu is cautious and has a history of prying friends and customers, so everyone hides when they can.

Another weekend, Huang Mao signed a big order, inviting everyone to drink together, no one could refuse, except Cao Xianghu who knew he was not popular.

Bei Xiaowu followed the group activities and went to the Korean barbecue restaurant he often went to. There were seven or eight people at a table drinking and joking.

A Miao was right next to Bei Xiaowu, with the phone on hand with the screen facing upwards. Salespeople probably had a habit of keeping their phones close to them for fear of missing a call.

Everyone was having a good time, Bei Xiaowu felt his hands vibrate, and his mobile phone with a yellow hair on one side was ringing, but the sounds of boxing games and laughter plus the music in the store made the sound loud, so the little sound from the mobile phone was suppressed. Well covered up.

Bei Xiaowu wanted to remind A Miao, but when he saw that the caller was Cao Xianghu, he turned the thief aside.

A few minutes later there was another ringing. This time, A Miao was holding her finger next to the phone, and happened to feel the vibration. She hurried to answer it, but before she could see who was calling, she was drenched in a cup of hot tea.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" A girl looked at the empty teacup in Bei Xiaowu's hand and quickly apologized, "I just wanted to go out for a while, and I didn't stand firm."

Bei Xiaowu smiled, "It's okay."

"It's okay, my cell phone turned off automatically!" A Miao patted Bei Xiaowu helplessly, and threw the wet cell phone on the table.

"Huh?" Bei Xiaowu quickly took out a tissue to help A Miao wipe the phone, but his voice was full of laughter, "Your phone should have been replaced long ago!"

"That's right, change it quickly, your broken mobile phone, when we have no signal, you have a good signal, and when we all have a good signal, you are bald again..." I don't know which colleague answered Bei Xiaowu's words , A Miao was already slightly drunk, and was suddenly interrupted, and instantly forgot about the call just now.

At this moment, Bei Xiaowu felt his cell phone vibrate, and he stood up with a smile. If he guessed correctly, the call should be from Cao Xianghu.

Since noon, Bei Xiaowu noticed that Cao Xianghu was always covering his stomach. He guessed that Cao Xianghu had a stomachache. Before get off work, Bei Xiaowu saw that he was still sitting at the conference table and poured him a cup of hot water, and asked him if he wanted to go Hospital.

Cao Xianghu refused at that time with cold sweat all over his head, and now he was probably in so much pain that he thought of asking for help all over the world.

Bei Xiaowu found a place where no one was around and answered the phone. Sure enough, Cao Xianghu on the other end of the phone sounded like a mosquito, "Xiao Wu, is A Miao there?"

"Oh, Brother Hu," Bei Xiaowu looked sideways at A Miao, who was drinking with his colleagues, and laughed, "Yes, but I may not be able to answer the phone, he is drunk and sleeping."

"Oh, that's fine."

"Brother Hu, are you feeling unwell?" Bei Xiaowu asked speculatively, "I saw that something was wrong with you this afternoon."

"Uh..." Cao Xianghu snorted on the phone, and then took a sharp breath in pain, "My stomach hurts, it hurts too much."

After hanging up the phone, Bei Xiaowu walked back to the dining table, whispered something in Huang Mao's ear, turned around and grabbed his coat to say goodbye to everyone.

Colleagues all knew that Bei Xiaowu was a student, so they didn't keep him from leaving the meeting suddenly.

Bei Xiaowu put on his windbreaker and went out of the barbecue restaurant. A gust of cold wind poured into his collar, making him shiver all over.

He reached for a taxi on the side of the road and reported the address of the village in the city.Maybe it's because he has rehearsed all of this countless times in his heart, and he is only waiting for an opportunity, so when the opportunity actually comes, Bei Xiaowu is not as excited as he imagined.

He learned this trick from Jiang Lai, and if he wants someone to use it for me, give him a taste first.

In the dark night, the cold wind blows in the alleys of the village in the city, and a tall figure with a completely incompatible temperament and image suddenly appears at the entrance of the alley.Bei Xiaowu stepped forward and took a deep breath. The stench and rotten smell were disgusting, but he walked forward with a smile on his face.

Not long after, he knocked on the door of the room where Cao Xianghu lived, there was a commotion in the room, the bright spot in the center of the cat's eye flashed, and the door opened.

"Why are you here?" Cao Xianghu wiped off the sweat on his forehead in a little surprise, his body was severely bent, and his two palms pressed tightly on his abdomen.

Bei Xiaowu acted very nervous, "I felt something was wrong with you when I got off work, and I heard you said that you were in pain on the phone, so I happened to be nearby to take a look."

Cao Xianghu leaned weakly against the door frame, raised his neck slightly and struggled to breathe, "It hurts."

Cao Xianghu didn't remember what happened afterwards. He only remembered that he was in pain and pain before he lost consciousness. The pain was so painful that his whole body was about to be set on fire, but the house was so cold that he didn't even have a mouthful of hot water.

Cao Xianghu asked for help from his only partner in the city, but because he had offended him before, the other party would rather drink than answer his calls, and later he was the part-time student in the store...

Cao Xianghu thought of Bei Xiaowu, his throat moved slightly, he opened his eyes, he was already lying in the white ward, in front of him was an infusion tube, and liquid was flowing into his blood vessels along the tube.

"Are you awake?" Huang Mao saw the slight movement of the bed, and quickly leaned forward.

"Where's Xiao Wu?" Cao Xianghu opened his mouth like he had eaten sand, and his voice sounded more like a whetstone in his mouth.

"Going to school," Huang Mao pulled the chair under him, with a strong smell of alcohol on his body, "you called Xiao Wu last night, Xiao Wu went to your house to see you, and then you passed out , he sent you to the hospital. It turned out to be acute appendicitis and needed an operation, so Xiao Wu called me because he couldn’t sign it.”

"Where's A Miao?"

Huang Mao smiled helplessly, "I drank too much last night, I guess I haven't woken up yet."

"Oh." Cao Xianghu closed his eyes wearily, thinking that Bei Xiaowu was really as enthusiastic as A Miao said.

In the summer, the story of two teenagers from the ancient city accompanying Chi Xiaohong home was a legend among them.But no one has seen those two people up close.

Later, when Cao Xianghu returned to the ancient city, he heard from A Miao that it was such a coincidence that Bei Xiaowu, who worked with them, was one of the boys who sent Chi Xiaohong back to his hometown.

And Chi Xiaohong is now living at Bei Xiaowu's house, taking care of his sick grandma.

I heard that this child has no father, only a grandmother, a mother, and an elder brother. It is probably because the whole family has protected him very well and has not suffered any disadvantages, so he is so warm-hearted.

As Cao Xianghu thought about it, the nurse came in and opened the curtains, a ray of sunlight hit his cheeks, and he felt that the sunlight was dazzling through his eyelids.

"Just wake up." Huang Mao got up and straightened his somewhat messy hair, "I'll let A Miao rest for a few days to take care of you later, take a good rest."

"Manager," Cao Xianghu opened his eyes slightly to avoid the bright sunlight, and softly called out to Huang Mao, "Manager, thank you, and thank Xiao Wu for helping me by the way."

Huang Mao smiled, with a proud expression that our Gujian Street children are all living Lei Feng, and left proudly with raised eyebrows.

The author has something to say: there is another chapter tonight~