After being adopted by five nonhumans

After smelling the milky smell of the soap, Xiaogu Yu carefully put the soap back into the carton, and then went to the stream with the soap box.

Although he was very reluctant to use soap, if he continued to smell bad, he would be hated by Uncle Dong.

Xiaoguyu likes Uncle Dong very much, and he doesn't want to be disliked by Uncle Dong.

Walking to the creek, Xiaoguyu decided to take a thorough bath. Considering that he would have dinner, Xiaoguyu first caught a few small fish, cleaned them and put them on the shore, then took off his clothes and went into the water.

After being irradiated by the sun for a long time, the water in the stream is warm. Xiao Guyu soaked in the water, and his limbs completely relaxed, as if he was lying in the clouds.

He bent down and wet his hair, then carefully picked up the soap on the shore, smeared it on his head and body a few times, and put the soap on a freshly picked leaf.

He vigorously rubbed the soaped area until thick foam was formed, and the rich milk smell lingered at the tip of his nose. Xiao Guyu took a deep breath, showing a happy and intoxicated look.

Xiaoguyu was a little reluctant to wash off the fragrant foam on his body, so he soaked in the stream for a long time, until his skin began to wrinkle and turn white, then squatted down to rinse off the foam.

After washing the body, the clothes should naturally be washed. Xiao Guyu soaked his underwear, applied some soap, and rubbed it vigorously for a long time until the clothes were full of a pleasant smell of milk. Then he put the clothes clean.

He put his wet clothes back on, and walked heavily towards the straw hut.

When he came to the straw house, Xiao Guyu looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no one, he took off his wet clothes one by one with a red face and hung them on the branches, and then slipped back into the straw house.

No way... This is his only set of clothes, and he can only hide in the straw hut naked for a while.

Fortunately, the summer sun was particularly strong, and Xiao Guyu's clothes were very dry in a short time. He quickly put on his clothes and pants, and put away his raincoat.

It will be used again tomorrow night, but Xiaoguyu has no intention of stacking it at will. He just folded the raincoat neatly, so that it can be perfectly stuffed back into the packaging bag and sold again.

After folding the raincoat, the sun began to set.

Xiaogu taro threaded the small fish that had been processed and placed on the leaves with twigs, and roasted them on the fire.

As soon as he finished dealing with these, a fat head popped out from the hut not far away.

It was Dong Pang who couldn't hold back the call in his heart, and lay down at the window to watch Xiaoguyu again.

Xiaoguyu didn't notice this, and all his attention was focused on his few small fish.

He also grabbed a few more today, and wanted to send some to Uncle Dong.

Xiao Guyu was not very proficient in grilling fish, and he didn't grasp the duration of grilling fish well. Several small fish were quickly burnt under his operation and turned into small burnt fish.

The first time he overturned his car, he raised his head in a daze, and happened to see Dong Pang's head sticking out of the window not far away.

Xiaoguyu felt even more uncomfortable.

He originally wanted to send some small fish to Uncle Dong, but now... the small fish were charred black by him, how could he send them away.

It must be disgusted.

Xiaoguyu looked down at Dong Pang's head in frustration, picked up the burnt fish by himself, and bit into small mouthfuls without taste.

Dong Pang by the window saw that the child had grilled several fish, and the child had always been very polite, and he would return the gift soon after receiving the item, so he had already tacitly agreed that these small fish had their own share.

But Dong Pang waited by the window for a long time, but he didn't wait for Xiao Guyu to call him over, so he couldn't help being a little unhappy.

Why... don't you call yourself?

Obviously he can't finish eating so many small fish.

Dong Pang thought for a few seconds, and soon realized that something was wrong with him.

Bah, bah, bah, he, Fatty Dong, doesn't want to be greedy for the little fish that the poor kid baked so badly!

Dong Pang is a little bit sour when he can't eat grapes.

On the other side, Xiaoguyu resisted the feedback from his taste buds and ate two small fishes, and he really couldn't swallow the rest.

Although the small burnt fish was really unpalatable, Xiao Guyu didn't want to waste food, so he took the remaining three small fish and put them on the leaves, intending to have them for breakfast the next day.

After he finished these, Father Sun also lowered the horizon.

Today is about to end again.

Before the last ray of red-orange beauty disappeared, Xiaoguyu went to the stream to wash his hands and face, and rinsed his mouth.

He returned to the straw hut smelling delicious, carefully stuffed the dried soap back into the cardboard box, and put it aside.

He knew that if the wet soap was stuffed back into the carton, the soap would soften and become useless.

After finishing this, Xiaoguyu fell back onto the soft straw bed.

Rustle, rustle, is the sound of light rain falling again, hitting the raincoat.The smell of damp earth passed through the straw hut and entered Xiaoguyu's nostrils.

He turned over and grabbed the milk-flavored soap with his hand, before falling asleep peacefully.

That night, he had a sweet dream, filled with the rich aroma of milk.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiaoguyu lingered on the straw bed for a while before getting up. Last night's small burnt fish was left to dry at the door overnight, and the taste became worse and worse.

I feel like I'm going to die if I eat it.

Xiaoguyu sighed, got up resignedly and walked up the hillside.

The sun had not yet come out, and it rained last night, and the mountain was humid. Xiao Guyu was shivering in the cold in shorts and short sleeves.

He crossed his small hands and rubbed his arms, and shrugged his shoulders against his empty neck to resist the cold air.

Thinking that it would only be colder by the stream, Xiao Guyu didn't go to the stream, just picked a few raspberries in the raspberry field, and fooled breakfast.

When he walked back under the big camphor tree, he saw that Fatty Dong was about to go out, so he mustered up the courage to say hello to him: "Uncle Dong, morning, good morning."

"En." Fatty Dong agreed coldly, not intending to continue the conversation with Xiao Guyu.

He still remembered how the kid grilled a lot of fish yesterday but refused to eat it for himself.

Suddenly, Fatty Dong's eyes fell on the child behind him, and there were a few small scorched fish on the leaves on the mud floor: "Is that... a fish?"

Dong Pang didn't dare to admit it for a moment.

Xiaoguyu followed his gaze, immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, yes, I roasted them last night. I wanted to send you a few, but they were so bad... I'm sorry."

Dong Pang was stunned when he heard the words. He bent down and picked up a small scorched fish, stuffed it into his mouth decisively, and took a big bite: "It's not bad, the taste is okay... vomit!!!"

Dong Pang is completely stupid, how can there be such an unpalatable fish in this world! ! !

Xiaoguyu stepped forward quickly, eyes full of anxiety: "...I said it was terrible, are you okay? Do you want to rinse your mouth?"

Dong Pang didn't have the nerve to say that he had something to do, he waved his hands in pain, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm fine."

"But you don't look like you're okay..." Xiaogu Yu said weakly.

With his left hand behind his body, Dong Pang secretly cast a spell on himself, dispelling the bitterness from his tongue, and his face remained normal: "It's really all right."

Xiao Guyu was relieved to see that he seemed to be all right.

If the fish he cooks ate something wrong with Uncle Dong, then he is really guilty of a heinous crime!

It has been a long time since Dong Pang was looked at with such concern. His face became hot, and he quickly turned his head away, pretending to be indifferent: "I still have something to do, let's go."

Xiao Guyu actually wanted to chat with Dong Pang, but when he heard that he had something to do, he stopped talking and just waved to Dong Pang: "Goodbye, Uncle Dong."

"Okay." Fatty Dong agreed, and strode away.

Xiao Guyu heard Dong Pang's answer "Yes", looked at Dong Pang's back, and showed a sweet smile.

Xiaoguyu grew up in such a family and has a very sensitive personality. He can actually detect whether a person's words are true or not.

Although I don't know why Uncle Dong always pretends to be unapproachable and indifferent, Xiao Guyu can clearly feel that the other party doesn't hate him.

As soon as Dong Pang arrived at Lao Wang's house, he bumped into Lao Wang who was carrying a large bag.In order to eat today's meal, Lao Wang got up at four o'clock and rushed to the town, buying several kinds of meat dishes that he was not willing to buy on weekdays.

I also bought a bottle of Erguotou in the convenience store.

When Lao Wang saw Dong Fat coming, he smiled and said, "I bought a lot of good dishes today, and I'm just waiting for you to show off your cooking skills."

He showed the meat dishes to Dong Pang. He bought a catty of pork belly, a chicken rack, and two eggs, and he really paid a lot of money.

You must know that Pharaoh usually doesn't eat meat very much.

Lao Wang himself opened up a small vegetable field next to his home, where he grew seasonal vegetables.Vegetables do not need to waste money to buy.

Dong Pang looked at the meat dishes he bought, and quickly made up his mind: "Get me two potatoes and a handful of green vegetables."

After Lao Wang heard the words, he immediately followed suit, while Dong Pang consciously took out the draining basket and fetched water from the well to wash the ingredients.

After cleaning the ingredients, Dong Pang cut the pork belly into square chunks, fried it until golden brown, and prepared his own secret sauce and stewed it.

This stewing lasted for several hours, and the heat on the pot rose round after round. Lao Wang smelled the smell and was so greedy that he almost dripped down.

Finally got Dong Pang's approval.

Under Dong Pang's signal, Old Wang lifted the lid of the pot, and the steaming hot air and the tangy smell of meat instantly poured into his nostrils. Old Wang took a big breath, and then he saw the appearance of the pork belly clearly.

The pork belly showed an appetizing reddish-brown color, and the skin had a clear jelly texture. Seeing that it was almost done, Dong Pang sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions into it.

"Dongpo pork, let's try it." Fatty Dong handed the chopsticks to Old Wang.

Lao Wang quickly picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of the heat.

fragrant!It is so fragrant!

After Lao Wang finished eating one piece, he wanted to eat it again, and remembered that Dong Pang could taste the taste now. He had worked so hard for so long, so he should be allowed to take a bite first.

Lao Wang pulled out a pair of new chopsticks and handed them to Dong Pang: "It's so delicious, you can try a piece too!"

Dong Pang took the chopsticks, picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. The Dongpo meat melted between Dong Pang's lips and tongue, but Dong Pang didn't show any expression of enjoyment. He finished chewing the Dongpo meat in his mouth expressionlessly.

It made Pharaoh look puzzled: "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Dong Fat shook his head, his tone was low: "I can't taste it."

"How could this be?! Didn't you say that you could taste the taste!" Old Wang said disbelief all over his face.

"do not know……"

"Then... what did you eat the last time you tasted it?"

"Fish," Dong Pang blurted out as if he had once again tasted the unbearable suffering in life. At the same time, his mind quickly recalled all the pictures he could taste, and soon found a common point.

The flavors he tasted before were all given to him by Xiaoguyu.

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