Dingo Domestication Guide

The next morning Lu Huang woke up before Lou Xiaoheng.Lou Xiaoheng curled up on the cold mat, forming a circle.Lu Huang threw the quilt on him, got up and removed a bed board, and observed the situation outside.

As he expected, it was a billboard pillar standing on the side of the road that hit the rolling gate last night.The billboard, which was not stable at all, was blown there, and the heavy pillar was also blown down, hitting the rolling gate just in time, forcing the door to be dented.The rain was not light, but the wind was not so strong. There was no one on the road, only the chaotic ground with garbage flying around.Except for their shops on higher ground, the road and sidewalks have been completely flooded, and the water depth can reach knees by visual estimation.He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and saw a few whirlpools from the turbid water surface. He was in a bad mood, and the manhole cover of the sewer was washed away. It would be quite dangerous for someone to pass by at this time.

Lu Huang stared at it for a while, then put the bed back on, put on an old raincoat and went out.The wall of Wangji grocery store had just been repaired some time ago, and the useless bricks were still piled up outside, blown off by the strong wind.He stacked the bricks one by one around the vortex of the sewer opening and walked back to the shop when he was done.

Lou Xiaoheng had already woken up, saw the red scratches on his hands, and dragged the medicine box next to him over to him.

Lu Huang was sleepy again after taking care of the scar, so he lay down in the bedding again.Lou Xiaoheng sat on the mat and looked at him, Lu Huang said impatiently: "Lie down, I can't walk now, go to sleep."

Lou Xiaoheng was finally able to cover the quilt this time, but he still couldn't cover his long legs after fiddling with the position a few times. He turned his head and saw that Lu Huang seemed to be asleep with his back turned to him, so he quietly planted himself on the pillow. Never mind.

After the wind and rain subsided, Lou Xiaoheng left.Before leaving, he rummaged through his pockets and said, "Thank you so much, boss, for taking me in. I also ate so much from you, but unfortunately I don't have any money..."

Just as he was talking, a crumpled and wet five yuan bill fell out of his trouser pocket.

Two pairs of eyes stared at the five yuan that fell on the ground at the same time.

Lu Huang yawned, bent down and picked up the money in his hand: "Okay, that's all, let's go."

Lou Xiaoheng: "..."

Lu Huang ignored him and got up to clean up the mattress and mat on the floor.After he put the bed boards in place and the mats and quilts in place before he came out, Lou Xiaoheng had already disappeared.This incident really did not leave any imprint worth chewing on in Lu Huang's heart. He still has a lot of other things to do, and everything must be carefully calculated.And for a long time after that, he was very grateful for the typhoon, because the city's water and electricity were cut off, and all the slow-moving and expired items in his canteen were sold out.

Many days passed by.

On this day, when Lou Xiaoheng walked up the slope, he immediately saw the rancid garbage piled up on the side of the road that hadn't been cleaned up.This garbage seems to be left by the typhoon a long time ago, but this is not part of the urban area, so the aftermath is pretty bad.

He followed his possibly inaccurate memory until he saw the light box of the "Small Shop" at the door of a dusty shop and heaved a sigh of relief.

Lu Huang ate half of the meal with a bowl in his hand, and squatted at the door of the Wangji grocery store next door, chatting and eating with the elderly Wang.In addition to vegetables, there was only half a salted fish left in his rice bowl, and the situation in Old Wang's bowl was similar, but he was more interested in chatting than eating, waving his chopsticks up and down to point out the country.Lu Huang responded perfunctorily, occasionally stealing two beans from the small table in front of Lao Wang.He didn't raise his head slowly until there was an inexplicably shading figure in front of him.

The sun was strong in the evening of this day, and the young man in the red pullover in front of him had a beautiful and bright smiling face. He was tall and straight in the setting sun. Although the fluffy hair blown by the wind was a bit messy, it did not detract from his full vitality in the slightest.Old Wang quickly put down the bowl and stood up: "Handsome guy, should I buy rice or soy sauce?"

"I'm here to find someone. Boss?" Lou Xiaoheng waved at Lu Huang.

Lu Huang only glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to grill rice obsessively.

Lou Xiaoheng waited until he finished eating, then followed him into the canteen.Lu Huang washed his bowls and chopsticks under the faucet, looked up and saw Lou Xiaoheng still dangling in front of the shelf, so he ignored him, put the bowls and chopsticks away, turned around and settled the account at the counter.

In the end, Lou Xiaoheng couldn't stand the silence, so he walked over to watch him settle the score.Lu Huang actually had nothing to worry about. The shortage of supplies caused by the typhoon only lasted for a week. After the traffic and electricity were restored, the nearby large supermarkets opened normally, and his place returned to its usual desertedness.

Lou Xiaoheng's head kept dangling at the edge of his vision, which was disturbing.Lu Huang raised his head and shouted at him: "Buy what you want to buy quickly."

"Don't buy anything." Finally, when he paid attention to himself, Lou Xiaoheng raised his head and smiled, "I just came to thank my benefactor. What do you call the boss?"

"...Lu." Lu Huang paused before answering him.He remembered that he had already told this person his name on the night of the typhoon, but obviously he didn't remember it.

"Oh, Boss Lu. The business is good." Lou Xiaoheng said casually, reaching out to grab the lollipops on the shelf beside him, but wiped his hand with dust.

Seeing how thick-skinned he was, Lu Huang couldn't help reminding him: "Since you want to thank me, then pay for the things you ate that day."

Lou Xiaoheng naturally did not pay in the end.Pay a dime, he really has nothing on him.In order to prove his poverty, he enthusiastically opened his pocket and let the expressionless Lu Huang check it.

Lu Huang asked: "So you came here just to show me the moneyless pockets?"

"It's not..." Lou Xiaoheng hesitated, seeing that it was getting late, he said his intention of coming, "Boss, you are a good person, can you take me in for another night?"

Lu Huang looked up at him.There seemed to be some changes in his expressionless face just like before. He frowned slightly, his eyes flickered in the pale light of the energy-saving lamps, and his lips were kept tightly pressed.Lou Xiaoheng felt a little hairy for no reason, and when he was about to back away, Lu Huang lowered his head again, and that frightening feeling disappeared immediately.

"No."

"...Boss Lu, don't be like this. No matter how you say it's a friendship that you slept with, it's too cold." Lou Xiaoheng said to him across the counter, "I'm homeless now, I'm depending on you."

Lu Huang looked up at him again, and there was no speculative expression in his eyes at this time, but four words were written naked - none of my business.

The actual situation is that Lou Xiaoheng has a home, but he cannot go back.He had only lived in this city alone for more than a month, and he rented a [-]-square-meter single room with two friends who worked hard and were committed to entering the entertainment industry and lived side by side.Today, friend A went to his girlfriend's house to spend the night, and friend B went out with a woman from WeChat. Because he had no money, he chose a private room where they lived.Lou Xiaoheng wandered outside the film and television city for a day, and when he returned home exhausted, he was told that the bed that three people squeezed together tonight would not be his own.He really had nowhere to go, and he didn't have any money with him, and he didn't even have a place to eat. After thinking about it, he barely knew someone here, and Lu Huang was the only one.

So he came here in a hurry.

Lu Huang heard him talk a lot, didn't say anything, picked up the dishes and chopsticks that he had just washed and went to Wang Ji next door.After a while, he came back with a bowl of rice full of crackers, and put it in front of Lou Xiaoheng: "The rice is cold, but it's still edible." Putting the chopsticks on the bowl, he turned around and went to the shelf to get a bag of pickled mustard. Throw it to Lou Xiaoheng: "Let's have dinner."

Lou Xiaoheng was so moved that tears rolled in his eye sockets, before he finished saying "Boss...", Lu Huang took the mustard in his hand back.

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Lu Huang glanced at the package, muttered "[-] cents more expensive", then took another pack of mustard greens, which looked relatively inferior, and stuffed it into his hand.

Lou Xiaoheng quit: "I don't want this bag. I want that bag of Fuling mustard."

"This bag is also delicious." Lu Huang said sincerely, Lou Xiaoheng almost believed it.He looked down at the package of the mustard and called out again: "What is this! What is Beiling mustard! Is it really okay to eat it like this from the imitation!"

Lu Huang didn't answer this time.He coughed lightly, lowered his head and started counting today's pitifully small account again.

No matter how many times you count, today's turnover is 16 yuan and [-] cents.

Although he was full of dissatisfaction, Lou Xiaoheng still ate the whole bowl of rice with the package of pickled mustard.

Lu Huang took him a glass of boiling water, and after Lou Xiaoheng gulped it down, he said slowly: "You lied to me. Last time I said that I was a well-known actor, but it turned out that I was just a group performer. The kind waiting for business outside the film and television city."

As he expected, Lou Xiaoheng choked a little.Lu Huang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Lou Xiaoheng found that when he smiled, he didn't look so frustrated or ordinary, but rather had an inexplicable deep taste.He wiped the water from his chin, and raised his head a little unconvinced: "I will soon be a famous actor."

"Yeah." Lu Huang absent-mindedly took the electric mosquito swatter and burned the mosquitoes.

"I received a movie today. It's a big production, full of first- and second-tier stars, and it's a new movie directed by "The Moon Cage."

"Oh." After Lu Huang finished burning the mosquitoes, he sniffed and sniffed the burnt smell in the air, curling his lips.

Lou Xiaoheng, who only received a perfunctory response, snatched the electric mosquito swatter from his hand, frowned, stared at him with obvious disdain and said, "You must have never even heard of "The Moon Cage", right? Hillbilly?"

Lu Huang finally raised his eyes, but unfortunately the reply to him was still an extremely simple "ah".

Facing a person who didn't respond no matter what message he received, Lou Xiaoheng was also discouraged.He leaned on the counter and burned the mosquitoes in the same way as Lu Huang, and said while burning, "I just acted according to the character in the script. How about it, isn't it good?"

Amidst the sizzling sound of the mosquito's body being burned, Lu Huang finally gave a more than one-word answer: "It sucks."

Lou Xiaoheng turned around and glared, but quickly regained his composure: "Really, you are the one who doesn't understand. Has the boss ever acted? You don't even know what filming is like."

The man who was pressing aimlessly on the calculator exhaled lightly, and his fingers stopped slowly.Lou Xiaoheng was involuntarily attracted by the movements of his hands, only to hear Lu Huang lower his voice and say word by word: "Frog at the bottom of the well, you don't even know what Jiang Hu is?" When the last question came out of his mouth, Lu Huang Huang raised his eyes indifferently and swept across Lou Xiaoheng's blank face.Lou Xiaoheng only felt that his eyes flicked past his face, but he didn't really get to the point at all.

He was so contemptuous that he didn't even bother to look at himself.

When Lu Huang chuckled, Lou Xiaoheng suddenly woke up.

"...What are you crazy about?"

Lu Huang returned to his constipated face again, and replied coldly: "It's the same contempt as what you just showed, which one do you think is more annoying?"

Naturally it was the latter, Lou Xiaoheng stubbornly refused to answer.

"The sentence I said is actually a line in a martial arts movie. The actor who said this line is Feng Yueguang, the director of "The Cage of the Moon Shocked" you mentioned." Lu Huang said, "He played this part Well done, I just re-read the lines in the same rhythm as he said."

"Do you know Director Feng?" Lou Xiaoheng's eyes lit up.

Lu Huang took his surprised expression into his eyes and shook his head at him: "I'm just an ordinary movie lover, I just watched this movie. As an audience, do you want to hear my advice to you? ?”

For some reason, Lou Xiaoheng felt that the boss Lu in front of him was completely different from the person who just focused on burning mosquitoes.He nodded quickly, hiding his sly smile. ——Exactly, this person can be used.