Virewolf

Tang Fuchu's mind went blank for a moment.

He was a little shocked.

He didn't expect that such a handsome boy had a voice that sounded like an old man's, rough and hoarse, and a little muddy.

Without even thinking about it, he tore off his slipper and threw it at Mo Yan, and scolded Mo Yan while throwing it: "How dare you miss my pig?!"

Mo Yan couldn't hide in time, and ran around in the yard with his head in his arms. Tang Fuchu chased him and beat him, hating his inability to do so, and said: "You motherfucker might as well not talk! The voice is so nasty! I'm blind for nothing!" !"

Mo Yan picked up a broken washbasin from the ground to cover his head, and glared at Tang Fuchu angrily under the basin: "What's wrong with you??"

The sound was like sharp stones scratching on the rough ground. Tang Fuchu was shocked when he heard it, and he couldn't keep his steps, and immediately knelt on the ground.

Mo Yan didn't know what he meant by making such a move, so he froze in place.

So Li Xiaomei opened the door and came in and saw this scene: a barefoot boy with a washbasin on his head, her brother A Chu was kneeling in front of the boy, both of them looked confused.

"Brother Ah Chu...?"

Tang Fuchu stood up tremblingly from embarrassment and anger, Mo Yan didn't know why, and ran to Li Xiaomei's side quickly, Li Xiaomei was so frightened that she raised the dish in her hand, shrank at the door and whispered: "Brother Ah Chu, I, I just came to see Little Wolf, what are you doing..."

It was completely dark, Tang Fchu lit two kerosene lamps.

Li Xiaomei brought a pot of her stir-fried celery and pork. As soon as she put the pot down, Mo Yan leaned over to sniff it. Li Xiaomei was startled by his sharp movements, and asked curiously: "Which family are you from? How can I?" Haven't seen you?"

"A relative's." Tang Fuchu said angrily from the side, he was sitting on a small bench serving porridge, Li Xiaomei had just moved a small round table to the kang, on the table was the celery and pork she brought, and a few more Steamed bun.

"What's your name?" Li Xiaomei asked.

Mo Yan didn't speak, Li Xiaomei smiled: "You're still shy!"

"His name is Mo Yan." Tang Fahchu snorted.

"Oh, Brother Achu. Brother Zheng came to visit my grandfather today and brought a few catties of pork. I fried it with celery. I'll give you a taste." Li Xiaomei looked around as she said, "You are a wolf! ?”

Tang Fuchu and Mo Yan were startled at the same time, Tang Fuchu shrugged his nose: "I went outside to play."

"Outside? It's on its own." Li Xiaomei was surprised. She found that Moyan was still trying to get the celery and pork in front of her, so she looked at Moyan, "Are you hungry?"

"Don't talk to him, his voice is terrible." Tang Fuchu said angrily, stacked three bowls of porridge and brought them up, and Li Xiaomei hurriedly took the bottom bowl.

Mo Yan became unhappy, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who, who has a bad voice."

When Li Xiaomei shivered, it was really unpleasant and a little scary.

Tang Fuchu gave him the chopsticks, "Hey, I'm still a little stutterer."

Mo Yan ignored his teasing, took the chopsticks, opened his mouth and bit down.

This bite made Mo Yan tear up, he "hissed" and threw the chopsticks to the ground.

Tang Fuchu laughed at the side and leaned back and forth.

Li Xiaomei asked in surprise, "You don't know how to use chopsticks?"

Mo Yan covered his mouth and shook his head.

Li Xiaomei picked up her chopsticks and brought her to Mo Yan, pretending to pick up a piece of fat and thick pork, "Look, that's it, it's very simple!"

Human beings eat pork after frying it with onions, ginger and garlic. It’s not finished yet, pour some soy sauce, honey, and finally sprinkle a pinch of white sesame seeds. The pork is still trembling when picked up by chopsticks, and the meat is tender. You Xiang, Mo Yan stared obsessively at the meat in her hand, Li Xiaomei couldn't help but feed the meat to him.

Mo Yan ate pork as he wished, and the melt-in-your-mouth taste made him feel endless aftertaste, and his expression was very satisfied.

Tang Fuchu sat on the edge of the kang, with one leg stretched out on the kang, and the other dangling down, he looked at Mo Yan, who was clumsily following Li Xiaomei's imitation of pinching meat, grabbed a steamed bun and gnawed on it, saying: " Don't keep teaching him, eat a piece of meat."

Li Xiaomei shook her head: "I've eaten at home! I'll finish the porridge."

After teaching it a few times, it didn't work, and Moyan always wanted to eat the meat with his hands, so Li Xiaomei said helplessly, "Brother Moyan, let me feed you!"

After all, the down-to-earth Li Xiaomei took the porridge, put the meat on top of the porridge, and fed the sauce dripping down from the porridge to Mo Yan, who opened his mouth wide.

Tang Fachu laughed a few times, chewed some celery and ate it.

"You're lucky, you'll eat pork as soon as you come here." Tang Fuchu chewed the celery, making a crunchy sound.

This voice attracted Mo Yan, Mo Yan pointed at the celery curiously, Li Xiaomei said "ah", and picked a piece of celery for him, Mo Yan happily put it in her mouth, chewed it twice, and her face changed.

Tang Fuchu laughed again.

Li Xiaomei also covered her mouth and "giggled" and laughed, she was no sharper than Tang Fuchu's ridicule, it was just a pure and happy smile.Mo Yan spat out the celery in his mouth and shook his head. This action was somewhat animalistic, which caught Tang Fuchu's attention.

Tang Fuchu said to Li Xiaomei: "Come here, let's change seats."

Li Xiaomei was young and thought little, she shook her head and said sweetly: "I don't, I want to be next to my brother Moyan."

Speaking of this, she was still a little surprised: "Brother Mo Yan is your relative somewhere, why doesn't it have your last name? I remember my aunt's last name is Li Wa."

She recognized the aunt as Tang Fuchu's mother, Li Guihua.

This village is called Tangjiazhai. Originally, most of them were people with the Tang surname. Later, because there were many wolves in the nearby forest, many people moved away. At the same time, some people moved here. Later, there were many different surnames. The village head is no longer surnamed Tang, but his name has not been changed, it is still called Tangjiazhai.

Tang Fuchu held up his chopsticks and got stuck for a long time, but he couldn't explain the reason, and finally said angrily: "Why do you care so much! Every child..."

Li Xiaomei blinked and blinked her innocent eyes like a deer.

Tang Fuchu was helpless, so he said vaguely: "My friend's child, come and play for a while."

Li Xiaomei was happy, hugged Mo Yan's arm and said: "You play with me in the future, I will take you!"

"Take him to dance the rubber band?" Tang Fuchu sneered.

"I can still pick out bird eggs!" Li Xiaomei blushed with excitement, she shook Moyan's right arm, and only then noticed his left arm hanging down all the time, "Ah, Brother Moyan, what's wrong with your arm?" landed!"

Mo Yan whimpered, he instinctively rejected Li Xiaomei's actions, and now he dodged stiffly to the side: "No...it's nothing."

Being taken by Li Xiaomei, his words had a bit of a rustic taste, which amused Tang Pochu.

Mo Yan found out that Tang Fuchu was quite silly, he could not spray out the steamed buns in his mouth, his legs also bounced up and down, and the trouser legs were rolled up again, and the exposed half of the calf looked strong and beautiful under the light .

Mo Yan's throat rolled, he had never eaten human flesh.

Tang Fuchu seemed to see what he was thinking, and suddenly slapped him on the head with a dark face. The strength was so strong that it blinded Mo Yan, and Tang Fuchu even shouted into his blind ears: "What are you looking at, look at What?! Eat yours!"

Li Xiaomei said "ah", and quickly rubbed Mo Yan's forehead: "Oh, Brother A Chu, what are you doing, brother Mo Yan, you keep beating me?"

"Hit him a bitch." Tang Fuchu curled his lips and clapped his hands, "I'm full."

"Ah, you don't eat meat."

"It's not rare to eat!" Tang Fuchu carried his own bowls and chopsticks to brush them, and before leaving, he even picked up the chopsticks that Mo Yan threw on the ground, blew on them, and took them away.

Li Xiaomei bit her ear at Mo Yan: "Don't look at me, Brother Achu, who is rough and fierce. He knows you like meat, so he is not willing to eat it by himself. Others are nice..."

Mo Yan's ears were itchy and sticky because of her, and his ears kept shaking, which made Li Xiaomei laugh in surprise.