The villain's deadly support

When Wen Chuchu returned to Ruoxiu Mountain, the sky was completely dark.

After finally arranging everything, Wen Chuchu felt very sleepy, as if she had stayed up for several days and nights without sleep, and losing the demon pill was a very bad thing for her.

Wen Chuchu picked up the pastry that Madam Bustard gave her and looked at it.

So hungry, but when she thought of Xiao Qinglian's face full of surprise when she saw the beautiful dim sum, she endured it again.

Walking like this, he saw a black shadow sitting motionless beside the stone steps in the distance.

"Who is it!" Wen Chuchu stopped in her tracks. Anyway, she didn't want any money, and she wanted to die, but she was afraid that the pastry brought back by Xiao Qing would be snatched away, so she pulled up her skirt from a distance, and was always ready If the situation is not right, turn around and run away.

However, that black shadow seemed to be more excited than Wen Chuchu!

"Sister? Is that you?" Xiao Qing got up and stood on the rock.

Wen Chuchu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Xiao Qing's voice, and then cheered up again, and walked towards the little guy, "It's me, it's so late, why are you still running out? How dangerous is it?"

Xiao Qing didn't say anything, instead, she gently grabbed Wen Chuchu's skirt again, "It's nothing, I'm afraid you will get lost."

"I'm lost?" Wen Chuchu looked at Xiao Qing, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, it seemed that the little guy was awkward again.

"Are you afraid that I won't come back?" Wen Chuchu hugged the little guy's shoulders, but felt that Xiao Qing was so cute, always duplicity, who would not like such a cute appearance?

"Go home." Xiao Qing stretched out his hand to take the package that Wen Chuchu was carrying, and led Wen Chuchu towards home.

"Aren't you curious about what you're holding?" Wen Chuchu stopped, she took it back with great difficulty, and Xiao Qing was not interested at all, which made Wen Chuchu feel disappointed.

However, she didn't know that what was in the package was not important to Xiaoqing, what was important was that the strange sister came back safe and sound, and that was enough.

Xiao Qing looked down at the package, "Is it something to eat?"

Wen Chuchu nodded.

"Are you going to cheat again?"

"Me???" Wen Chuchu didn't expect Xiao Qing to look at her like that.

She knelt down and pinched Xiao Qing's cheek, "Little thing, you are quite courageous!"

Xiao Qing's face was pinched out of shape, she frowned, her cheeks were pinched with pain, she had no choice but to push Wen Chuchu's arm to beg for mercy, "It hurts, sister..."

Ahhh, it's so cute!

Wen Chuchu looked at Xiao Qing's overwhelmed look, soft and deceitful, swept away his exhaustion, and followed the little guy back to the small firewood room.

As soon as she got home, Wen Chuchu couldn't wait to push the pastry package in front of Xiao Qinglian, "Open it and have a look."

"Shall I unpack?" Xiao Qingxian sat on the stool and stared timidly at the package.

"Of course, quickly open it and see what I brought back for you!" Wen Chuchu looked at Xiao Qing with a smile, she looked forward to the little guy's expression.

Xiao Qing glanced at Wen Chuchu, then lowered her head to stare at the package, raised her hand to remove the candlestick, then moved the package to her face, and carefully untied the knot that wrapped the paper package.

Layers of oiled paper were removed, and under the warm yellow candlelight, the sweet-smelling pastries were exposed.

Xiao Qing was stunned, those pastries were very beautiful, some were like butterflies, some were like flowers, some were filled with fillings, some were pressed with words, each one was different, exquisite and small, you could tell it was very beautiful Precious pastries.

"Very...expensive, right?" If Wen Chuchu hadn't been looking at her all the time, Xiao Qinglian really wanted to spread out each one to have a look, but such an action was too impolite, she could only swallow her saliva and stare at it. look.

"Why do you have such an expression?" Wen Chuchu frowned, thinking that Xiao Qing would be so happy that she would smile, why did she look dumb again?Wen Chuchu curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

Under Xiao Qinglian's attention, she pinched a piece of pastry, and then stretched her arms directly, and stuffed the pastry into Xiao Qinglian's mouth.

Along the way, Wen Chuchu drooled over the pastry a few times, Shen Qing, the primordial spirit who followed Wen Chuchu, knew it best. Now that the pastry was opened, Wen Chuchu refused to touch any of it. What's going on? ?

"Don't you like pastries?" Wen Chuchu was shocked when she saw Xiao Qing's blank expression.

"No, no." The piece of pastry stuffed into Xiaoqing's mouth was pinched by the little guy again, she looked down, looked at the front, looked at the back, "we ate it like this, okay waste."

"What waste?" Wen Chuchu was puzzled, "Otherwise, I'll give it up and eat it after next year's New Year's Eve when the hair grows?"

"No, I just think it's too extravagant..." Xiao Qing held the pastry in her mouth and refused to part with it.

When she was a child, she had eaten some pastries, and her mother always bought them for her, all kinds. At that time, Xiao Qinglian was also the pampered daughter of the family.

However, after three years of wandering, when she couldn't even bear to eat a dry biscuit, there was such a box of snacks in front of her, but for Xiao Qingxian, she couldn't eat it no matter what.

"Sister, don't you want some?" Xiao Qinglian took a small bite of the pastry in his hand silently seeing that Wen Chuchu was unhappy.

"I won't eat it. I've eaten it all. This is brought back for you." Wen Chuchu finally lied by pretending to be indifferent.

Looking at Xiao Qing, she felt sad, and she also knew that Xiao Qing had suffered in the past few years, and also recalled that piece of white pancake that was as hard as iron, and frowned warmly.

"Eat it! Let me tell you, this kind of pastry won't last for a few days. If you don't eat it now, it won't be fresh in a few days. If it grows hair, it will be thrown away!" Wen Chuchu said with a dark face He squeezed another piece of pastry and stuffed it into Xiaoqing's mouth.

Following Wen Chuchu's movements, the pastry on the second layer was exposed, Xiao Qing put down the pastry in his hand, and stared at it silently, with an unnatural expression.

"What's wrong?" Wen Chuchu didn't know why Xiao Qinglian was so awkward tonight, she looked at the piece of cake that Xiao Qinglian was staring at, and was about to reach out to pinch it...

Xiao Qing hastily stopped her movement.

Wen Chuchu looked at Xiao Qinglian, looked at the abnormal little guy, stared at the pastry tightly and remained silent.

"Sister." Xiao Qing carefully picked up the pastry with both hands, "Can I not eat this..."

"Huh?" Wen Chuchu was a little surprised.

"My mother likes to eat this..." Xiao Qing held the cake under the candlelight, quietly looking at the pastry, a flash of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "Mother used to like this most, it's called stuffing cake, when I was young, every time I went out to play, Father wants me to buy it for mother."

Seeing Xiao Qing's appearance, Wen Chuchu's heart felt sore again.

"It's enough for me to eat these two pieces. Keep the rest. My sister will eat it tomorrow. I want to offer up the stuffed cake. Maybe my mother can eat it." Xiao Qing forced a smile on her face.

"It's all yours." Wen Chuchu raised his hand and rubbed Xiao Qing's cheek.

She stood up, took Xiaoqing's bowl from the window sill, spread some petals in the bowl, and then handed it to Xiaoqing, "Pick a few more for your mother, you like it, and I will earn it later." Money, buy it for you every day."

"Thank you sister!" Xiao Qing's eyes lit up, she was very happy.

She stood up and looked at Wen Chuchu embarrassedly, "Sister, can I look through it, I want to get some nice ones for my mother."

"Why are you so alien? You call me sister, and I'm your family." Wen Chuchu looked at Xiao Qinglian, feeling regretful in her heart.

If such a sensible child stays with his mother all the time, he will definitely grow up to be a well-mannered lady, right?If Xiaoqing's mother knew that the baby she was holding in her hands would melt, and lived so hard today, her mother's heart would be broken...

Wen Chuchu watched as Xiao Qing picked out three beautiful cakes and stacked them in the bowl, then pushed open the broken window with great effort, placed the cakes on the window sill, and then kneeled in front of the window with her robe lifted.

"Father, mother..." Xiao Qing knelt in front of the window and worshiped three times. One day, when the child succeeds in his studies, he will definitely avenge the Shen family."

Wen Chuchu looked at Xiao Qing and lowered her head to wipe away her tears silently, unable to bear it, she pulled Xiao Qing up.

"Uncle and aunt, Ah Lian is working very hard. She used to live a difficult life. From now on, I will take care of her. If the two elders are alive in heaven, please bless Ah Lian to be safe."

Speaking of that, Wen Chuchu hugged Xiao Qing into his arms, the child will always be a child in front of his parents, the calls of his parents broke Wen Chuchu's heart.

After hugging Xiaoqing to comfort her for a long time, Wen Chuchu held back her tears, and tapped Xiaoqing's red nose, "If I were your parents, I would never expect you to go through life and death, as a parent, I only hope If you want to keep your child safe and happy, who expects you to fight and kill them?"

Xiao Qing was sobbing again, and wiped her eyes vigorously with her cuff, "I...I must avenge my parents!"

The little guy was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe, Wen Chuchu felt so distressed when he saw it, he had no choice but to hug Xiao Qing into his arms again, let her vent and let her rely on herself for a while.

The little guy cried miserably, and even the sweet and fragrant pastries became dull.

Wen Chuchu saw that Xiao Qing must have no intention of eating anymore, so she could only hug the little guy to the bed and lie down, allowing her to sleep peacefully for the night.

A while later, when Xiao Qing finally stopped sobbing under the quilt, Wen Chuchu got up again and packed the pastry again. From the beginning to the end, Wen Chuchu, who was tired and hungry, was reluctant to eat a piece.

She can't rest yet, because tomorrow is the summer solstice, and there are many things waiting for her to prepare.

Worried about Xiao Qing's title, Wen Chuchu tucked up the quilt for the little guy again, and then tiptoed out of the small firewood house.

Her demon power is limited, and she has to rely on the spiritual veins on Mount Ruoxiu for many things, so tonight she had to make all the preparations overnight, so she squatted in the woods next to the sky steps and tossed about.

Xiao Qing, who had been sad all night, did not fall asleep so easily. After finally calming down, she heard that the strange sister left the firewood room alone.

This time, it was even more difficult for Xiao Qing to sleep peacefully, because she blamed her sister for not being able to swim, in case she was going to find the demon pill, in case she was submerged in water, no one would save her...

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, so Xiao Qing simply sat up abruptly, opened the door and rushed out!

When she ran to the waterfall and couldn't find anyone, she thought that her sister was going to help her sweep the sky steps again. When she ran to the sky steps, she heard a popping sound coming from the depths of the forest.

Xiao Qing crawled into the forest full of doubts, and heard Wen Chuchu talking to herself.

"Hey—the haircuts of Radisen'an! I'm your MC Wen Pupu!" Wen Chuchu put one hand on his ear, and the other hand was pulling in the air.

"Let's follow this rhythm! Scream, okay! Get up, get up! A legendary electronic fart-box for everyone!!!"

In the quiet forest, there was a sudden rhythmic fart sound.

Seeing that sister Guai looked like a ghost, twitching and writhing non-stop, Xiaoqing showed a terrified expression on her face.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw mine yesterday!