Green apple

Looking at the two people fighting in the yard in full swing, Qingguo just blinked, and then handed a stack of freshly washed wooden barrels to Meiya who was standing beside her.

"Aunt Meiya." Qingguo hesitated for a moment, reached out and pulled Meiya's clothes and called softly.

"Hmm... what's the matter, green jam?" He stacked the barrels in his hands neatly and put them in the cupboard, closed the cupboard door, Meiya wiped her hands on the apron, and looked down at Qingguorou with a troubled expression. asked loudly.

"Arnuo...Although you have told me about Yetu, Aunt Meiya, is it really okay to let the uncle hit Shenwei so hard? After all, Shenwei looks about the same age as me."

"Huh?!" Meiya looked into the yard suspiciously.

"Is there? But how do I feel that Shenwei is having fun with his father?"

As Meiya's words fell, Kamui in the yard raised his umbrella and shot a machine gun at the man opposite. The dodged bullets fell on the ground, forming a deep crater suspected to be after a small grenade exploded.

"Look, I just said that Shenwei will have a good time with Ana." Meiya raised her hand to stroke Qingguo's hair as if she hadn't seen the scene in the yard.

"Boom --!!!" Qingguo's eyes twitched and grabbed Meiya's wrist and swung it forward vigorously.

"Which child uses bullets when playing with his father, hey! Whose father will pierce his stomach with his hands when playing with his child, hey!! Kamui's intestines are about to fall out of his stomach, okay? Is it really okay to use such violent means to play with a four-year-old child? Is Kamui completely in a red-eyed rhythm now? Also, why does an umbrella shoot bullets like a pistol? Hey, it’s so stupid How embarrassing are you for pistols, ah~~ There are so many slots that I don’t know how to vomit, how can I fix it. What is the role of Yetu, the Kongzhi orangutan, are you sure you are not playing me? Soul pale!!!”

"Ala... the green jam is completely different from when it first appeared~~~" Meiya got up from the ground and wiped the ketchup on her head...the tomato sauce she touched just now...

As Meiya said, Qing Guo shrank in the corner of the kitchen as if thinking of something, buried her face in her knees, and looked as if she had been hit and disheartened, with gray shadow lines around her body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The gloomy mood didn't last long, Qingguo felt her body lighten up, and before she had time to react, she was thrown to the wall of the living room behind her by an external force.

"Shenwei, what are you bastards throwing at me again?!" Qingguo, who finally took a breath, slowly climbed up from the scrapped wall, raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and shouted at the boy opposite.

"Kill you."

……

Boy, it's wrong to vent your anger on others when you lose a fight...

Seeing Kamui who had collapsed on the ground after throwing himself out of the kitchen, Qinguo shook his head in black lines.

Standing up, rubbing his painful waist just hit the wall, Qingguo slowly walked forward, pulled Shenwei by the collar of his clothes like a sack and dragged him back to his own bedroom.

Like throwing a burden, Qingguo dragged Kamui into the bedroom and threw him on the floor casually, then turned around and walked to the living room to find the gauze and wound medicine that Meiya had specially bought to help her bandage the wound.

The towel soaked in warm water was wrung dry and gently wiped off the dried blood on the body. The fine white powder was sprinkled on the unhealed wound. The sharp pain stimulated Shenwei's conditioned reflex and raised his hand towards the green fruit in front of him. shoulder poked.

Different from the resistance feeling of the palm penetrating through the flesh in the past, this time, Kamui's waved hand poked in the air.

"Could you please change the tactic? The same tactic has been used for more than a week, and the idiot can escape it."

With a calm expression, Qingguo picked up the gauze at the side and wrapped it around the wound on Shenwei's stomach.

"By the way, my character is only set to be three years old now. Is it really okay for the author to let a three-year-old kid bandage the wound?"

While bending down to look for the scissors, the always white palm gently swept past his ear again.Touching his ear that had been wiped blood by the breath, Qingguo lowered his hand, pinched the bandage that had been cut in half, tied it lightly, and then pulled it hard.

"Although Auntie said that Yetu's physique can heal fatal wounds quickly, it still takes time. If there is no way to stop the massive loss of blood before the wound heals, even Yetu with amazing resilience will die. Yes."

He stretched out his hand to retaliate and poked the wound on Shenwei's abdomen that he had just bandaged. Not surprisingly, Shenwei's face turned pale again.

"Look, you look like a normal person during the fight, but you still feel pain in other places."

Turning around, he collected the blood-stained gauze on the ground, and threw the blood-stained towel into the basin.Throw away the useless garbage, wash the towels thrown in the basin, and finally put away the unused gauze and wound medicine on the ground and put them in the original cabinet.After finishing all this, Qingguo casually took a book from the shelf in the living room and sat beside Shenwei to read it slowly.

"Hey, I say you..." Kamui who was lying on the floor bored and yelled Qing Guo.

"I heard that you were rescued by that smelly old man."

"En." Qing Guo looked at the book in her hand without raising her head.

"What do you think, the strength of that old man."

Qing Guo glanced sideways and smiled, unable to find the divine power in her eyes.

"In my opinion, if you weren't his son, you would have died in his hands countless times these days."

"Oh...that's too much, Aguo, you actually think so highly of that old man, he was the man who killed your mother."

This time, Qingguo didn't answer Shenwei's words, but just sat quietly flipping through the book in her hand.

"Hey Aguo, isn't it the first time you've helped someone bandage this kind of wound?"

"No." Qingguo raised her head and stared at Shenwei, "To be precise, I've been bandaging myself all this time, and this is the first time I've bandaged someone else's wound."

"Huh?! Mango jam doesn't look like the type that can get hurt."

After Qing Guo closed the book, she put the book in her hand and shook the weight.Then squinted at Kamui's face for a while.

"It's a green fruit, not a mango, how many times this week have you called me by the wrong name on purpose, bastard!!!"

A book flew through the air in a parabolic shape, and then slammed a red mark on Shenwei's chin.

"It hurts... Apple Butter, your character design has collapsed."

"It's an apple, not a green fruit. I've long since abandoned that kind of stuff, bastard!!!"

"So that's how it is, green jam."

"It's said that it's not a green fruit or an apple... No, it's a mango... Ah, that's not right either... Ah... Ahhh I don't know what it is at all, fall!"

Outside the door, Meiya held two water glasses in her hands and smiled sinisterly, "Alala~~~The two little guys are very energetic~~~.