Fairy takeaway

Early the next morning, it was still dark and still raining.When Tanuo came to Liujia Village, he was still sleepwalking.Luo Xiang had already woken up, and was sitting under the railing in the yard, holding a transparent glass jar, slowly digging out the dried fish with salt and pepper inside.

He Nuo smelled the aroma of dried fish and finally woke up.He opened his eyes wide, trying to look more refreshed.

"Good morning..." He Nuo greeted, and a yawn accidentally slipped out.He quickly covered his mouth.

Luo Xiang was still leisurely tasting the small dried fish in the jar, ignoring his promises.

He Nuo fanned his nose and swallowed, he left early today and he hasn't had breakfast yet.He cautiously approached Luo Xiang and asked, "Is the dried fish delicious?"

Luo Xiang swallowed a whole small dried fish, rubbed the salt and pepper noodles on his fingers, frowned, and said in distaste: "It's not tasty."

But it looks like you are devoting yourself to eating, he Nuo thought to himself.He tilted his head, weighing in his heart if he asked the little boss for a small dried fish, what was the probability of success.To his dismay, this was almost impossible.So he turned his head, looked at the dense rain curtain falling from the sky, tried to think of something else, and suppressed the rumbling song in his stomach.

I really wish I could eat thick egg yakiniku today.

It rained all night, and the temperature that had just picked up soon fell again.He Nuo didn't wear much, and after being exposed to the cold wind for a while without the heat from the food, he soon felt his body turn cold.He couldn't help but sneezed loudly and wrapped his thin coat tightly.

Luo Xian took off his scarf and roughly rubbed Tano's face with it. "Dirty." He said, in a bad tone, "Wipe your nose."

No snot.Tano protested softly.Besides, who would wipe their nose with a scarf.Even so, he Nuo took the little boss's scarf.The scarf was made of gray cashmere. It was just untied from Luo Xiang's neck, and it was warm and soft, with a faint fragrance.He Nuo asked, "Can you give me the scarf?"

"Who said I would give it to you?"

"But it has my snot on it."

Luo Xiang frowned tightly, got up and went back to the house with the glass jar in hand.

He Nuo happily wrapped the scarf around his neck and tied a crooked bow.It was much warmer this way, and he let out a satisfied sigh of relief.No wonder mother otter always said that there is an old saying among human beings that a scarf is worth a piece of clothing, and it is better to wear one less piece of clothing than to keep the neck from leaking.It really makes sense.

Luo Xiang didn't need to clean up, he picked up Pangpang Luo, and soon followed him out.They got on the bus to the main city.It's past the morning rush hour, and there aren't many people on the bus. Most of them are sitting alone, leaving a long distance from others.

Luo Xiang stepped on the floor of the bus.The combination of rainwater and stains made the ground look wet and dirty, and a trickle of muddy water swayed back and forth along the rhythm of the car starting and stopping.Luo Xiang's complexion was very ugly.

He Nuo had already traveled to and from this route many times, and he paid the fare for the two of them with ease after boarding the car.He found two empty seats connected to each other in the last row, and invited Luo Xiang to sit with him.

Luo Xian seemed reluctant.He gracefully rested the umbrella handle on his arm, frowning and looking back and forth at this row of crude and not-so-clean locations.He Nuo has consciously crawled inside to a seat by the window.There is limited space in the last row of seats on the bus.He Nuo sat in, unable to fully extend his legs.He put his knees together and huddled neatly into a ball, giving Luo Xiang as much space as possible.

Luo Xiang hesitated and did not sit up.There was an empty mineral water bottle in that empty place, probably abandoned by someone.

The bus restarts.Luo Xiang didn't have a railing, but he stood firmly.His eyes fell, submerged in the dim compartment.

Seeing that Luo Xiang didn't intend to sit down, Ta Nuo looked at him curiously, then glanced at the empty seat beside him, and reached out his hand to take away the empty water bottle indifferently.

"It's so dirty." Luo Xiang wanted to leave.

He Nuo quickly grabbed him with his free hand. "I wipe my hands after I take out the trash. Don't go, I'm so boring in the car by myself, we have to sit for an hour."

This was the first time someone accompanied him on the bus, and he didn't want to let go of such a good communication opportunity.

Luo Xiang struggled for a long time under his expectant gaze, before reluctantly sitting down beside him.He couldn't put his legs down at all, so he had to turn sideways and put his legs in the aisle.

As soon as Luo Xiang sat firmly, Ta Nuo got up, struggling to throw the empty bottle into the garbage basket at the front of the carriage.Luo Xiang turned sideways unwillingly, letting him pass.He Nuo walked quickly, and came back after a while, and squeezed in with difficulty from the gap between Luo Xiang and the front seat.He grabbed the uppermost pole, and his movements were a little clumsy. When he raised his waist, his buttocks directly arched against Luo Xiang.

Luo Xiang's cheeks were stiff, and he stretched out his hand, pressed against Tanuo's butt, and stuffed him into the seat inside. "Too fat." He said, glaring at Tano who was about to refute.

He Nuo shut his mouth, twisted his body and adjusted to a comfortable sitting position.After being quiet for a while, he whispered, trying to talk to the little boss.Luo Xiang supported Luo Pangpang with one hand, and put his other hand across his chest. After a while, he closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to chat with him.

He Nuo talked to himself for a while, but didn't get any response, turned his head away, saw Luo Xiang was resting with his eyes closed, so he closed his mouth.He put his hands on the back of the front seat, rested his chin on it, turned his head to look out the window, and began to be in a daze quietly.

The glass windows were wet with rain.Strings of water droplets drew water marks on the glass, the glass became frosted, and the scenery outside the window became illusory.The colorful light spots break up and reorganize the passing scenery, turning it into a brand new fairy tale world.He Nuo quietly opened the window a crack.The breath of the living human world leaked out from the cracks, the sound of cars, the sound of rain, the smell of gasoline, and the smell of soil.

A little bit of rain drifted in and fell on his cheeks, making him feel cool.Tano gently moved his nose, sniffing the breath of spring attentively.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil.Hope this rain lasts longer.After the rain, the plants will grow more lush and everyone will have something to eat.The flowers are blooming and the bees are busy carrying the seeds all over the world.In autumn, they will have sweet fruits to taste.

He Nuo smacked his lips and felt his stomach empty again.

"It's so noisy." Luo Xiang, who was motionless and seemed to be asleep, suddenly said.

He Nuo was taken aback, and said, "I'm not talking."

Luo Xian slowly opened his eyes, squinted at Ta Nuo, and said, "The noise in your stomach is so loud."

He Nuo blushed, withdrew his two hands that were supporting the back of the chair, put them back on his lap, folded them together, and lowered his head in embarrassment. "I woke up too early in the morning and didn't have breakfast," he explained.

"Open your mouth." Luo Xiang ordered.

He promised to follow the instructions subconsciously.A hard object landed on the tip of his tongue.He Nuo rolled his tongue and licked it seriously.It's candy!The candy quickly became soft and sweet, an unfamiliar taste, but delicious.

"What is this?" He Nuo asked in surprise.

"Lard candy." ①

Lard adds a smooth and rich texture to the candy.He Nuo likes it very much.After eating two or three pieces of lard candy, he felt that he was not so hungry anymore.

The two sat down in silence.Luo Xiang got out of the car first, took big steps, and walked towards the "Cat's Set Food" shop.It was still raining, and the strange thing was that he didn't hold an umbrella, but just held Luo Pangpang in his hand, as if he didn't mind the rain all over the sky at all.He Nuo held up a round umbrella and trotted all the way to keep up.

Mr. Song Shi was already waiting at the place where we talked yesterday.He was holding a grid-patterned straight-handled umbrella and an insulated lunch box in his hand. When he saw him, he greeted him with a smile.Compared with yesterday, Mr. Song Shi's complexion has improved a lot, probably because he wanted to open up after sleeping.Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, he has to continue to work hard in order to realize his ideal one day, and look forward to this day coming sooner.

"Good morning!" He Nuo raised his umbrella and showed a smiling face.He pulled La Luoxie's sleeve and introduced: "This is my friend, he came to help me today."

Mr. Song Shi misunderstood. "Is this your friend?" He seemed a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect that the story that sounded like a make-up actually had a protagonist.He raised the insulated lunch box in his hand, and said, "It's just right, I made thick fried egg with tomato in advance, and your friend can take it home and give it away today. I wish you all the best."

When Ta Nuo shared the story with Luo Xiang yesterday, he specially omitted this part of the lying process, so Luo Xiang did not understand the story in Mr. Song Shi's words.He stared at the lunch box handed over by the other party, frowning.

He Nuo hurriedly took the lunch box for him, trying to smooth things over in a panic. "No, this is another friend of mine. He just came to help today."

Hearing the word "friend", Luo Xiang raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.He raised his nose, closed his eyes, sniffed lightly, and quickly determined the direction, without any hesitation, he walked towards Wutong Street.

He Nuo hurriedly followed with the lunch box in his hands.

Mr. Song Shi was a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted behind him: "I haven't told you where the crows are yet!"

"No need, we can find it—" He promised to turn his head, and shouted out of breath, "wait for our good news!" He shook his hand and said goodbye to Mr. Song Shi.

Mr. Song Shi had no choice but to wave his hands in response.

Luo Xiang's strides are very long, and he can be thrown behind Nuo in just a few steps.He Nuo walked unsteadily.Holding things in both hands made his umbrella position extremely uncomfortable.He clamped the umbrella handle with his neck, and the umbrella slid down uncontrollably, and the umbrella surface hit his head, arching a bulging arc.

I didn't meet any other humans along the way.He Nuo felt a little strange, because Wutong Street looked like a quiet and beautiful street from the outside.It is a century-old street, with tall and beautiful French plane trees planted on both sides.Walking on such a street on a rainy spring day is really refreshing.Even if today is a working day, it shouldn't be so deserted.

But soon, he Nuo knew the reason.

Before he and Luo Xiang stepped into the main road of Wutong Street, they were greeted by deafening hoarse chirping sounds and the fluttering of wings.

He Nuo looked up.

It was a flock of small-billed crows.

The small-billed crow has found a suitable way of survival in Mao Chuncheng.They are entrenched in the sky above the city, perched on the tall sycamore tree branches, and often go out in groups to look for food, blending with the night of the city.Crow flocks are especially severe in winter when food is scarce.Humans can often look up and see groups of crows passing by, like a huge shadow.

Not all birds have the melodious voice of a lark.In fact, the calls of most birds are not even songs.The small-billed crow is one of the loudest of them all.He Nuo believed that their cries could drive countless humans crazy, and make even the calmest humans show irritated expressions.

What is more unbearable than the crow's cry is probably their "air bomb".Small-billed crows usually come out in groups and choose tall buildings or landscape trees as their habitats, because high places can help them hide their bodies and avoid human attacks.

What's more, the height can help them stay away from stray cats.You know, this city is famous as the city of cats.Avoiding this group of insatiable, agile and brutal predators is a must for all urban birds.

Obviously, this group of small-billed crows like Wutong Street in the main city of Maochun City the most.In winter, when the leaves of the sycamore tree fall, the small-billed crows land on the branches of the sycamore tree in threes and fours, replacing the original leaves.On sunny days, they will stand on the branches, sing loudly, and wantonly empty their bodies.The ticking white feces fell quickly and hit the road accurately, like small bombs.

Sycamore Street would soon be flooded with white feces, which would dry and be covered with another layer, repeating the cycle, forming a thick layer of putty.Pedestrians passing by will be caught if they don't pay attention, and the wet feces falling on the heavy winter coat will not be a pleasant thing no matter how you look at it.Therefore, despite the unique scenery and the charm of pale plane trees in winter, Sycamore Street is still one of the most unloved streets of human beings.

However, the spring rain is too shallow, and the arrival of the rain cannot wash away the sludge on the ground. Instead, it makes the solidified feces soft again, forming a flowing sludge pond.An indescribable stench rose up, filled the air, condensed in the water vapor, erratic and lingering.

When he Nuo realized what the soft "soil" he was stepping on, his hairs stood on end, and he couldn't help shivering.Even if he is like this, one can imagine the expression of Luo Xiang who looks like he loves cleanliness very much.

He Nuo couldn't help but look up at the little boss.

Luo Xiang didn't seem to react at all, but his complexion was darker than usual, looking like a ball of coals about to burst into flames.He stopped, gently put the tip of the little white umbrella on the ground, and then turned the handle.

He Nuo only heard a vague sound, which seemed to be far away, but also seemed to be close to his ears.He Nuo was dazed for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that at some point, the sky stopped raining.He Nuo stretched out his palm, the palm facing up, it was dry.He put away the umbrella strangely and looked up into the sky.Thousands of strands of silver flowed down, but disappeared out of nowhere in the mid-air, and none of them could get close to them.They seemed to be wrapped in an invisible barrier.

He Nuo glanced at the little boss in confusion.

Luo Xiang still maintained the posture of holding the umbrella and did not move.

After a while, there was a huge movement of flapping wings from above, and from nowhere, countless birds suddenly appeared.The sky was covered with black feathers, and the light was swallowed up, and soon disappeared.In the darkness, countless white eyes lit up, as sharp as needles.

It's a small-billed crow!

They yelled and beat the drums of battle with harsh honking.The sound of flapping wings was getting closer and closer, as if it was about to touch Tanuo's face.He Nuo was so frightened that he quickly covered his ears.

At this moment, the little white umbrella in Luo Xiang's hand suddenly started to glow.It is full of light, shining with a soft white luster, seemingly faint, but like a lamp scissors knife, piercing the night in an instant.

The small-billed crows dispersed in an instant.The sky brightened up again.

He Nuo yelled, quickly lowered his head, covered his eyes, and rubbed vigorously.He had never seen such a scene before, and he felt a little scared, so he sneaked up to the little boss and got closer to him.

Luo Xiang didn't mind Ta Nuo's small movements, his attention was completely on the crows above them.

The small-billed crows dispersed, but did not leave.Most of the crows returned to their perches on the sycamore tree, and a small number of crows with strong combat effectiveness were still hovering over Ta Nuo and Luo Xiang.

The two sides confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Luo Xiang didn't say a word.

The small-billed crow headed by it is very large, almost twice the size of other crows.He flew at the head of the black team, with hawk-like eyes.He yelled, his voice resounded through the sky, as if he was shouting, but the opponent's calm attitude of keeping silent all the time seemed to make him feel a little frustrated.

After a quarter of an hour passed, the leading crow spoke first, breaking the silence.

"May I ask who you are? Why do you want to make trouble with our little-billed crow?" His words were very polite, but it didn't sound like the same thing at all.He was visibly annoyed, trying to teach the two audacious trespassers a lesson in their territory.

In comparison, Luo Xiang was much more peaceful.His words were very short, and he immediately explained the purpose of his promise that they came. "One minute, either admit defeat, or I will hit you until you admit defeat."

He Nuo widened his eyes and thought, is this the purpose of our coming?

He was answered by a frenzied ah-ah.The leader of the small-billed crows flapped a pair of strong and powerful wings, and the small-billed crows gathered together again, like a big black net, pounced from top to bottom.Tano could even feel the wind brought by the black wings, he couldn't help hugging his head and closing his eyes tightly.

But nothing happened, the pain of being pecked and torn by the bird's beak as imagined did not exist.

It seemed that there was just a slight gust of wind, and all sounds were still.

After a while, he Nuo dared to straighten his neck.He opened his eyes cautiously and glanced at the little boss.Luo Xiang still looked calm and determined to win.His back is straight, like a tree.Tano relieved his heart a little, and looked down, there were feathers all over the ground, many feather roots were stained with bright red blood.

He Nuo hoped in his heart that Luo Xiang could still be a little rational.He vaguely remembered that Mr. Song Shi said that crows are a group of vengeful creatures, and their favorite is...

White bombs!

It was too late to say it, and the dung of the crows fell like huge raindrops.He Nuo subconsciously threw himself on Luo Xiang's back, trying to hug him and hide aside.