Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

When Song Xi woke up, the sky was already bright outside the window, and the morning sun was still gentle, radiating heat slowly.

With his dazed eyes open, he subconsciously reached out to check the time on his cell phone beside the pillow. After fumbling around, he missed the phone and caught a mess of hair.

Song Xi was still confused, subconsciously tugged at the hair on his fingertips, then took out his hand and patted the man's face randomly twice.

"get up."

Wu Bei was slapped awake, grabbed the other's troublesome hand and pressed it down. If someone else had slapped him so presumptuously on the face early in the morning, he would have been beaten up by his anger.

But, there is no way, the wife I picked by myself will be pampered even on her knees.

The person beside him remained silent, Song Xi pressed his knee against the opponent's leg, urging him to get up quickly.

After being rubbed twice, Wu Bei suddenly woke up, gritted his teeth and hugged him into his arms, reached out and patted Song Xi on the back, "Be quiet!"

Song Xixu pushed with his eyes closed, but there was no response, so he pushed again.

Early in the morning, Wu Bei was so angry that he pushed him to the ground and kissed him.

Unable to breathe, Song Xi's face turned red, and he felt the tip of his tongue ache.

It took a while for Wu Bei to let go of him, his voice was hoarse, dry and frighteningly dry, "Brother, stop teasing me."

Song Xi was really wronged, but he didn't do anything, he stretched out his hand and pinched the man's face, "I want to go to the toilet, I can't hold it anymore."

Wu Bei: "..."

Seeing Wu Bei get up and get out of the way, Song Xi propped up the bed and sat up, slid down the bed with one leg, put on his shoes and stretched his cane skillfully, and rushed towards the hut with jumps and jumps.

Only then did Wu Bei react, and ran to catch up, "Hey, slow down!"

Why is this kind of thing so slow? Song Xi held back all night because of inconvenient legs and feet. When he jumped into the hut, Wu Bei stood outside, covered his nose, looked around in disgust, and shouted inside through the curtain: " Do you need me to help you?"

Song Xi didn't react, and subconsciously asked, "Where is the help?"

After asking, he suddenly realized that his words were ambiguous, and was about to add something, when Wu Bei's voice sounded outside again, all with a smile, "Brother, your thoughts are so dirty."

Song Xi didn't bother to pay attention to him, shook twice, put on his pants, went out to fetch water and wash his hands.

Wu Bei also went to the toilet quickly, came out and rubbed his hands repeatedly with soap on the side, and took the time to ask: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Song Xi wiped the water with a towel, handed it to him after wiping, and said, "Eat eggs."

Wu Bei glanced at him and smiled sternly, "Brother, I really don't blame me, it's because you have a problem with speaking."

The technique of beating back and forth is very proficient.

Song Xi glanced at the man lazily, took a small bench and sat down beside the hand-operated well, and instructed him: "Go get the toothbrush cup."

"Okay!" Wu Bei bullied him a few words in a dull manner, and walked into the room in a hurry.

Taking advantage of the meeting, I went in, skillfully touched two eggs in the chicken coop in the corner, came out and found a place to put them first.

After the two of them finished washing, he went into the kitchen with two eggs, and Wu Bei joined in the fun, vowing to help him light the fire, but in the end he couldn't even ignite the starter.

Song Xi kicked the big boss who didn't touch Yang Chunshui out of the kitchen, self-sufficient, and simply ordered a bowl of egg noodles for the two of them.

After dinner, he called He Jie again, and then went to the village chief's house, asking him to help him get rid of He Jianjun's body, so he couldn't let it stink in the house.

The fact that Li Shumei was taken away by the police couldn't be concealed. She knew all about it when she went out to the village one day, and they all talked about it while sighing, saying something like "I can't see it".

Fortunately, He Jie came back the next day. He walked in a hurry, half of his face was covered by a large hat, and he hurriedly held a funeral for He Jianjun. He sold the animals at home, locked the gate, and disappeared into Lijia Village.

After attending the funeral, there was almost nothing wrong with Song Xi. He was at leisure and retreated to his small courtyard, but this time, life was not peaceful.

Behind him is a small tail, very clingy.

In the past few days, Wu Bei took time to go back, and after bringing back a bunch of things, he really obeyed his own words and never left the village, and followed Song Xi all day long to learn how to cook and plant trees.

After a few days, I didn't learn anything. I was tanned several degrees. Song Xi casually said something very masculine. As a result, the man ran to cut his hair short, so short that there was only a shallow layer. , the kind that feels prickly to the touch, just looking at the head, like a walking marinated egg.

But fortunately, Wu Bei's appearance can be beaten, and his hair is tossed like this, but he is quite handsome, with a wildness.

Wu Bei didn't know why he suddenly said that he had learned how to boil egg noodles, and threatened to make all of Song Xi's breakfast or dinner, and then he entered the kitchen aggressively wearing a cartoon-patterned apron.

Song Xi sat outside, listening to the clanging battle in the kitchen, feeling uncertain, for fear that he would set the kitchen on fire.

While waiting anxiously, he received a call from the police station. Li Shumei was sentenced to life imprisonment and will spend the rest of her life in prison.

So far, Li Shumei has not revealed anything about He Jie.

But these have nothing to do with Song Xi now, after he hung up the phone, he slowly walked into the kitchen.

Wu Bei was wearing short-sleeved shorts, and his exposed skin was a little tanned. With a bright yellow apron, he looked a little out of place and funny.

The water in the pot was gurgling until it was bubbling. Wu Bei carefully picked up the eggs and imitated Song Xi, knocking lightly on the edge of the pot, and slowly cracked the eggs into the pot. Watching the eggs being washed away by the boiling water, he frowned. Frowning, he looked puzzled and said: "It's strange, why didn't it take shape, is the egg broken?"

Song Xi, with black lines all over his head, voiced his grievances for the eggs: "The eggs are not bad, it's because you boiled the water too much."

Wu Bei suddenly realized, and turned to look at Song Xi, "Why did you come in?"

Song Xi said truthfully, "I'm afraid you'll blow up the kitchen."

Wu Bei's expression suddenly became a little resentful, and he took a spoon and stirred the pot. In an instant, the eggs in the pot that were not fully formed were broken into several pieces, and then washed into pieces by the boiling water.

"..."

Song Xi couldn't bear to look directly at him. After watching Wu Bei cook two bowls of noodles with difficulty, he was really relieved for him.

After the pot was sprinkled with green onions, Wu Bei put the noodles on the table and looked at him expectantly, "Brother, try it?"

Song Xi picked up the chopsticks, mixed it, and tasted it decently. The taste was quite satisfactory. As the first time cooking, it was already very successful.

Song Xi was not stingy with his praise, and used a bunch of technical terms to praise him.

Wu Bei's tail was almost up to the sky, and he didn't even bother to eat his noodles. He blushed and stammered, "Brother, will you sleep with me at night?"

"I haven't been with you all the time..." Song Xi paused, then suddenly came back to his senses, almost choking.

It should, probably, maybe... not the sleep he understood, right?