A Dou can afford it

A Dou has never been a "book boy" in this life or in his previous life.So he naturally didn't know whether what Master Kong Ming asked him to do was the normal workload of a book boy.Anyway, he came here to observe Master Kong Ming's life when he was still a rice bug.So A Dou put his heart and soul into writing down his life notes.

That day, he was brought into Master Kong Ming’s thatched hut. Since the former bookboy hadn’t had time to move away, A Dou had to take a shower in Master Kong Ming’s room and change into clothes of slightly better material—even if the farmer’s clothes were Kong Ming’s. Mr.'s book boy also dislikes that he is not noble enough. Even though Mr. Kong Ming has no job now, his quality of life is still very good. Otherwise, how could he keep his delicate skin and tender flesh until his father came to form a strong aesthetic contrast with Uncle Zhang Fei?As for snatching the hot water for Mr. Kong Ming’s bath and the room where he rests… He made the hot water himself, and Mr. Kong Ming’s thatched hut now has only two rooms, what do you think of me? ! (Crowd: wash with the book boy. ==)

After taking a bath and changing clothes, Ah Dou finally felt much better. The rough linen clothes before made his skin red, but this dress is a little bigger. Ah Dou needs to roll up the sleeves and trousers. I tossed the sleeves next to the tub for a long time, and finally tightened them with a belt, and I finally dressed decently.

After he came out, Kong Ming looked at him with inexplicable eyes for a long time, and finally said yes, take him to dinner.

The dinner was quite sumptuous, thanks to the girls who had just left at the front door, there were chickens, ducks, fish, and meat, and by the way, some green vegetables.The former book boy secretly told A Dou, "Both of us could not eat so many dishes before. Today you can add more dishes when you come. Tomorrow, I will leave and I will not be able to add more dishes. You must eat more today!" As he spoke, he clamped a large chicken leg with the rice grains sprayed out by his words into A Dou's bowl.

'You eat, you eat. 'A Dou smiled moved, and moved the whole bowl to the book boy who had already finished three bowls of rice. The book boy is leaving tomorrow and needs to replenish some energy.No wonder Mr. Kong Ming changed to a book boy in his previous life. Although he likes to doze off, but fortunately he doesn't eat much...

There was no entertainment after the meal, the book boy went to bed early, and left early tomorrow morning.A Dou watched the book boy insert the front door, as if he was not at ease after thinking about it, he went to the back room and moved a dining table to the door.By the way, Ai Ai said to Mr. Kong Ming: "Sir, I'm leaving. If they come tomorrow, they will use the table to support them. If they can't stand it, there is a water tank behind the door. I opened a half hole in the wall. They If you want to deliver food, just throw it in the cave. I have agreed with them today, and I will let them line up to throw it away tomorrow, so there will be no noise...'

Good boy, Mr. Kong Ming accepts your wish.

Then I went to sleep. Since A Dou had no room, he could only keep it in the main house for the time being. The book boy kindly borrowed a lot of dry straw from A Dou.A Dou moved all of them into the house. After laying a thick layer on the floor, he put the bedding on it. At first glance, it seemed that there was an extra bed of the same height in the room. Of course, one of them would sink when lying on it.

Kong Ming was noncommittal about this, but just asked Adou a question with a smile. "How many days do you plan to stay in this room?" So A Dou, who was more and more satisfied with the ancient original Simmons, began to think about whether he should move back to the book boy's small broken room to sleep tomorrow.

Originally, on the first night, Ah Dou should show respect and love for Mr. Kong Ming, at least, he should go to bed later than Mr. Kong Ming, but I don’t know if the straw soft bed is too comfortable, or Mr. Kong Ming read a book and burned it out for three days. The oil lamp didn't mean to sleep at all. Anyway, A Dou fell asleep in the warm light. He dreamed that he came to the soft dragon bed. The dragon bed was so big that he couldn't fall out no matter how he rolled it. Suddenly, There was a feeling of falling rapidly under the sky, A Dou was covered in cold sweat in his dream, and was about to wake up, but was caught by a pair of warm arms.

"Zilong..." A Dou smacked his mouth, rubbed his head to the warm place, and continued to sleep soundly.

The next morning, A Dou woke up from hunger.Poor him, he was too embarrassed to grab food with the book boy yesterday, so he only ate half a bowl of rice and a little green vegetables for a meal.When he woke up, there was no one in the room, and he himself had a strange displacement. The original thatched bed had collapsed into the shape of a slide, just enough for A Dou to slide off the bed.

"Are you awake?" Mr. Kong Ming read a book on the stone table in the yard refreshed, maintaining the elegant posture of holding the book that A Dou fell asleep last night.The breeze blows slowly, lifting Mr. Kong Ming's black hair, and imprinting his star-penetrating eyes, which is soul-stirring.

"Well, I'm hungry." A Dou rubbed his stomach in embarrassment, and began to look for Mr. Kong Ming to eat the rest of his breakfast.But there was nothing in the kitchen.

"Qingfeng (the former bookboy) left in a hurry this morning, and left a note saying that he didn't have time to prepare breakfast, so he didn't do it." Seeing A Dou come out with an embarrassing face, Zhuge Liang explained lightly.

"Huh? Then what should I do..."

Zhuge Liang's eyes finally moved away from the book, and looked at A Dou quietly.

"Um... Shall I buy it?"

It was noon in a blink of an eye. (……so……)

Mr. Kong Ming was still reading, and A Dou was too idle to panic.He didn't dare to practice martial arts, so he could only stand under the fig tree and look up at the leaves.

"Free?" A Dou reacted for three seconds before realizing that Mr. Kong Ming should be talking to himself.

"Ah."

"Feed the goose."

Pointing to the corner of the firewood room, there is a bag of rice bran.

A Dou walked over quietly, opened the cloth bag, and then felt something poking his leg.look back.It was the big white goose that disappeared inexplicably last night... So is this kind of posture that squints eyes into a line and nods and bows really a goose can do?

Adu feeds the geese silently, thinking that as long as he can get closer to the geese, he will be one step closer to the lupine in his eyes.The big white goose is not afraid of strangers at all, as the saying goes, if there is milk, it is a mother, and when Adou was caressing the snow-white and soft feathers of the big white goose, thinking where to start to steal one every day, he saw Mr. Kong Ming asking him He beckoned.

Ok?

A Dou stared wide-eyed at the big white goose that was buried between his legs (?) with its back facing Mr. Kong Ming, and ate the rice bran fiercely, turning its head and spreading its wings as if it had eyes on its back, trotting all the way to Mr. Kong Ming's palm, loiter.

'This is a goose with a very high IQ. A Dou's ear suddenly rang the breeding science in the 870 precautions that Qingfeng and him talked about last night-know your pet.

"A Dou." Mr. Kong Ming's magnetic voice.

"Ok?"

"Feed." Flicking Ruyu's palm away, A Dou slowly and carefully placed a grain of rice bran in his palm.I saw the big white goose gently pecking at the rice bran in its palm in an unusually elegant way, gently lifting its neck, stretching its wings, one big, two big, legs crossed, crossed...

Seemingly quite satisfied with the performance of the big white goose, Mr. Kong Ming withdrew his eyes and continued to pay attention to the manuscript in his hand. This is a book about the strategy of using troops in the Western Regions. He could have finished translating it last night...

A Dou turned his head at [-] degrees and watched the goose goose goose jumping and falling into the water with one foot, causing a splash of water. It seemed that he was afraid that Mr. Kong Ming would raise his head again, and he did not forget to do a difficult movement of spreading his wings. To the stone, stiff neck.

"What's for dinner?" After observing the leaves for a long time, A Dou asked as he looked at the sun that was about to sink.How about I go buy it. When I bought breakfast in the morning, I saw that the side dishes of Tofu Xi Shi’s family were very delicious. Anyway, as long as it is Mr. Kong Ming’s food, it doesn’t cost money.

"It's almost time..." Hearing this, Zhuge Liang raised his head lightly. "Go ahead and open that hole."

A Dou pointed along Mr. Kong Ming's arm, and saw that it was the hole in the wall that Qingfeng had dug yesterday, and it was now blocked by a log.A Dou pulled it out, but the wooden stopper did not budge.I pulled it out hard, but there was still no response.So whether it is tolerable or unbearable, A Dou plans to get lucky.

"Steady the center of gravity..." So there was no need to be impatient, when Ah Dou pulled out his luck, the cork was like a wild horse (?) that had run out of the rein, heavily carrying Ah Dou backwards.Pfft, being caught by a warm and slender body, before Adou came back to his senses, he heard a group of screams.

"Ah!!! It's really Mr. Zhuge!"

"Mr. Zhuge is at home today, I haven't put on rouge yet, what should I do!"

"Mr. Zhuge!! Ah, I can't do it, I'm going to faint!"

A Dou looked up at Mr. Kong Ming's smiling but helpless face, and felt that he might have indeed done something stupid.

"Mr. Zhuge, this is a new egg laid by our hen, you can eat it first!"

"Mr. Zhuge, this is a fish caught by our family, you can use it to make soup!"

"Mr. Zhuge..."

A Dou stared stiffly at more and more things being thrown in from the hole, and felt that tonight... I'm afraid I won't see Tofu Xishi and her delicious side dishes.

"Mr. Zhuge! This is a newborn piglet from our family, you can use it!"

"Ao!!" The pig's head was stuffed in the hole, and the butt was stuck outside the hole. It's good, the world is quiet.

"Cooking." Zhuge Liang lowered his head slightly and looked at A Dou, who was holding a pile of fish meat and had a vegetable leaf hanging on his head, with a flash of a smile in his eyes.

"Gentleman... far away from the kitchen..." A Dou firmly resisted cooking and said five words, jokingly, he is the XX generation of the Liu family after the majestic Prince Jing of Zhongshan.The future king of Shu, how can he cook? !

Then A Dou steadfastly held the dish and pushed Mr. Kong Ming out of the kitchen with his body, and went in to light the fire by himself.At the beginning, Dad visited the thatched cottage three times and broke two pairs of shoes before he could talk with Mr. Kong Ming at night by candlelight.

Adouxiong Balu No.40 Page [-]: Tonight I still sleep with Mr. Kong Ming, why?Which one are you asking?Is it the continuous landslides of the straw beds that made it impossible to sleep and had to be moved to a big bed, or was it the fire in the kitchen that brought disaster to the fish and book children in the pond and burned down the cottage?

Oh, Mr. Kong Ming went to bed very early today, he doesn't even use an oil lamp.Will he still use oil lamps in the future?After all... there are so many straws in the room, no... not safe.