Chapter 20 Calories

I don’t know what kind of magic the woman who buys wowotou has, until he returns home, Xiao Shenwei’s mind keeps thinking about the demonic screaming of the stall owner.

Wowotou, four for a dollar, hehe!

…Wootou, four for a dollar, hehe!

…Hey head, four for a dollar, wow…

The stall owner had a little festive unknown dialect in his high-pitched voice, and his hawking voice, like a opera singing, was like a magic voice piercing his ears, which directly gave Xiao Shenwei a complete brainwashing.

Ping Hanhai and Tang Qiu sent them downstairs and went back, saying that they would give them candy in a few days.

Rong Yun was cooking in the kitchen, and Xiao Shenwei was sitting on the sofa in the living room, crouching at his feet with a flower roll that was fat into a ball.

“Meow-”

Hanamaki stared at the wowtou in Xiao Shenwei’s hand and called.

Xiao Shenwei looked at the small wowtou in his hand, and at the plump body of Hanamaki,

Then he turned his back to Hanamaki and started eating.

“Meow-”

Hanamaki moved her short legs, which were covered by fat, to Xiao Shenwei and continued to stare.

Xiao Shenwei: “…”

Keep turning.

“Wow-”

Hanamaki continued to follow, and stared at Xiao Shenwei with those clear cat eyes, looking like a “daring troublemaker”.

Xiao Shenwei was delighted, and in front of Hanamaki, he took a big bite on Wowo’s head, squinting his eyes with a happy expression.

Hanamaki’s tail flicked.

Immediately after that, he retreated, lowered his body to charge up, and launched—

“Pfft, cough.”

As if a small cannonball had hit his stomach, Xiao Shenwei could not wait to vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

“Shen Wei?” Rong Yun’s voice came from the kitchen.

Hanamaki stepped on Xiao Shenwei’s chest, raised her chin, lowered her eyes and looked at Xiao Shenwei,

Then, with a “meow”, he jumped down and bit away the small half of Xiao Shenwei’s remaining wobow head, shaking his **** and stepping on the cat’s footsteps.

Xiao Shenwei clutched his chest: “…cough…I’m fine…”

…I was eaten by an orange pig.

Xiao Shenwei was fighting with Hanamaki… when Rong Yun came out with Long Chaoshou with wild boar stuffing.

Rather than a fight, it is better to say that Hanamaki beat Xiao Shenwei unilaterally.

The reason was that Xiao Shenwei, who had been robbed of snacks, for a while became more and more angry, took a step back and thought more and more, and finally shot at Hanamaki’s tail.

The fried flower rolls danced superbly with a pair of furry claws, only the afterimage could be seen, and the soft meat pads were slapped on Xiao Shenwei’s hands, but Xiao Shenwei couldn’t grasp the flower rolls. paw.

“…Eating.” Rong Yun shouted.

As if the pause button was pressed, one person and one cat stopped at the same time.

“Meow-”

Hanamaki took a step forward, almost crawling onto the sofa, and went straight to the plate of cold braised pork on the table.

However, just as it was about to touch the plate of meat, a hand of fate grabbed its throat.

Rong Yun pressed Hanamaki’s head on the coffee table, lowered his head and said with a smile, “No.”

Hanamaki twisted her round body and struggled: “Wow-”

Rong Yun lifted it by the back of the neck and threw it down: “Because this is Xiao Shenwei’s.”

Hanamaki murmured a few times, jumped onto Xiao Shenwei’s lap, and buried her head in Xiao Shenwei’s arms.

Hanamaki: I’m autistic.

Xiao Shenwei: …it’s very heavy.

Rong Yun’s Long Chaoshou is very authentic. The dough is tough and chewy. The translucent dough is wrapped with tender meat filling and dipped in a milky white soup with red oil and green onion.

The shallots were planted by Rong Yun himself, and they grew into a clump in the pot and put them on the balcony.

The soup is made from chicken and pork bones by simmering slowly, thick and fragrant.

Xiao Shenwei picked up one with a spoon and bit it down with half a spoon of soup.

“Um… delicious.”

Xiao Shenwei, who was scalded, took a breath and bit the hand in his mouth. He only felt that what he had eaten before was abusing his taste buds.

“You eat slowly, be careful of the heat.”

Rong Yun brought a cup of warm water and handed it to Xiao Shenwei, sitting next to him and sipping porridge.

“Aren’t you going to eat?” Xiao Shenwei looked at the only bowl of white porridge in front of Rong Yun.

Rong Yun shook his head: “You eat.”

Xiao Shenwei looked at the few hands in the bowl, hesitated for a moment, and pushed it over.

…Well, while good food is important, stockpiling is even more important.

Rong Yun was stunned for a moment, a warm smile rippled in his sparkling eyes, and flashed into Xiao Shenwei’s eyes for a while.

He took the spoon, picked up a hand, and bit half of it.

The red chili oil and white soup stuck to the corners of Rong Yun’s mouth. He subconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it. After swallowing half of it, he put the remaining half into his mouth.

Xiao Shenwei looked at Rong Yun’s profile on the side, and felt that the silly roe deer in his heart began to act as a demon again.

Xiao Shenwei almost thought he was going to die suddenly when the tip of the bright red tongue came out.

…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan

Xiao Shenwei: I suspect that my grain reserves hook and lure me, but I have no evidence.

He asked tremblingly, “…Is it delicious?”

Rong Yun turned his head and smiled back at him: “It’s delicious.”

…it’s delicious, what do you mean when you stare at me and say it’s delicious?

Xiao Shenwei’s eyes turned, and finally landed on the porcelain-white spoon, and his head exploded with a bang.

…that spoon…

…is that the one I just used?

He stared blankly at Rong Yun and pushed back the half-bowl of chaoshou: “I’ll eat one and taste it, you can eat it.”

Xiao Shenwei: Although, that spoon…

The white porcelain spoon was soaked in the soup, as if the temperature of the other party and the fresh mint smell remained on it.

Xiao Shenwei grabbed the spoon and pulled the soup and hands in his mouth, only to feel that the back of his neck slowly began to heat up.

The aroma of white tea mixed with the smell of Rong Yun’s pheromone permeated, Xiao Shenwei buried his head even lower, wishing to bury his whole face in the bowl.

A chuckle came from beside him.

Xiao Shenwei froze, turned his back to Rong Yun, and silently ate a bowl of Chaoshou, not even the soup left.

He took Hanamaki, who was about to fall asleep, off his lap and put it on the sofa, stood up, and pretended to be calm: “I’m going to wash the dishes.”

Saying that, he went to accommodate the empty porridge bowl in front of Yun.

“Wait a moment.”

Xiao Shenwei: “Huh?”

Rong Yun’s eyes fell on Xiao Shenwei’s legs.

It wasn’t cold in the room, so Xiao Shenwei was wearing shorts, leaving both of Bai Shengsheng’s thighs bare.

Only now, there are obvious red marks in the shape of four cat claws on that leg.

Apparently it was pressed out by the flower roll.

Xiao Shenwei: “…”

Rong Yun glanced at the flower roll, which was fat and turned into a ball: “It should lose weight. It’s too fat and unhealthy.”

Xiao Shenwei poked Hanamaki’s ass, Hanamaki meowed, and looked at Xiao Shenwei:

“How to reduce it?”

Sing a calorie to it every day?

In the end, Xiao Shenwei decided to take Hanamaki for a walk, and took Tantou out for a walk.

Tantou has been living a good life since he and Xiao Shenwei.

Fresh meat and bones are supplied every day. Recently, there are more canned dogs. The dry and hairy fur has become smooth and smooth, and it looks like a majestic wolf king.

– Provided he doesn’t act stupid.

When the two went downstairs, Tantou was full and was sleeping in the nest.

Xiao Shenwei took a box of cans and took it down. The moment he tore the package, the charcoal head jumped up with an “Ow”, and rushed over here with the halazi.

Then “Whoa-”

“boom-”

The charcoal head, which was caught by the iron chain, slammed into the face brake on the spot.

Xiao Shenwei covered his face: “Silly dog.”

He loosened the chain, and before he could hang the collar on the leash in his hand, the charcoal head had already bit the can and ran back to the nest, eating with his back to two people.

…Yes, I didn’t learn anything else, but I learned to protect food.

The charcoal head was eaten very carefully. The can was a small box.

However, Hanamaki didn’t think so.

It paced slowly behind Tantou calmly, and sniffed it.

Then he made a quick shot, slapped the can box open with a slap of his paws, wagged his tail and grabbed the box, jumped all the way to the roof of the truck, and ate a box of cans in two or three mouthfuls.

After eating, Hanamaki let out a “meow” and slapped the empty box with a claw.

“Clang Lang-”

The empty box rolled to the ground, and rolled to the feet of Tantou, who was still bewildered with the dog head tilted.

It turned its head stiffly, went mad on the spot, started to squeak around the empty box, and finally threw itself into Xiao Shenwei’s arms, crying and twitching.

Xiao Shenwei: …If I laughed out loud now, would I hate me?

The final result was that Charcoal Head was depressed, and he couldn’t go out no matter how much he pulled it out.

Hanamaki grabbed the can of charcoal, licked her paws and went home, squatting in the big cardboard box on the balcony and didn’t move.

Xiao Shenwei suspected that Hanamaki went downstairs with them to **** the box of cans.

In desperation, Xiao Shenwei pulled Rong Yun and the two went out.

Daxing, shrouded in the setting sun, has a kind of peaceful beauty, and the bright red glow envelopes everything in a soft and warm halo.

The uncles downstairs gathered in a circle to watch the two old men play chess, and from time to time they would give pointers: “Hey, you can’t make this move.”

The old man was not happy: “You can do it.”

The old lady with missing teeth was lying in the rocking chair and squinting, the radio was babbling and there was a yellow plum show, and the yellow dog was lying at the feet of the old lady, looking like she was asleep.

Several children were playing in the open space of the compound, and the basketball court on the other side also had the sound of basketball landing.

The end of the mourning comes, the Internet basically collapses, and you can only watch the news within the urban area, and outdoor sports regain the market from online games.

Xiao Shenwei looked at everything in front of him, feeling unreal.

But he likes this kind of Daxing a hundred times more than the despairing and gloomy Daxing three years ago.

“Boy, do you want to buy flowers?”

The uncle came over, his voice was like a bell, with a basket in his arms, with bunches of flowers lying in it.

Xiao Shenwei looked at the flower pinned to Uncle’s ear and was silent for a moment: “Uncle, you…you’re very fashionable…

“My granddaughter went to Nanze to pick it, it’s fresh.”

Xiao Shenwei glanced at it. They were all common flowers in the oasis, and the most conspicuous one was the bunch of white wild roses.

The uncle’s eyes wandered around the two of them, picked up the bunch of white roses, held them and pushed them towards Rong Yun:

“The guy gave your boyfriend a bunch? You can take it back and soak your feet in the basin.”

Xiao Shenwei: Don’t talk nonsense about who his boyfriend is! ! Is it marked as a boyfriend? ? That’s reserve food! grain reserves!

“You misunderstood, I am not…”

“Okay.” Rong Yun intercepted Xiao Shenwei’s words halfway.

Rong Yun took the flower and paid for it, leaned over and sniffed it, then rolled his eyes: “It’s fragrant.”

… how can this person be so good-looking…