Chapter Eighty-Seven: Barley Millet Porridge
Updated: 2011-09-04
I don't know how many times I read the scroll back and forth, but I know that a sudden tiredness seems to release all the pressure of the past few days, and before Li Yundao can react, he has already fallen asleep against the edge of the bed, and finally slipped on the slightly cool floor in late autumn without knowing it. The moment Li Yundao let out a sound of snoring soundly, Shili Gyatso said exactly seven seven and forty-nine times, the little guy got up and turned off the light very dexterously, and lightly covered the blanket on the bed on Li Yundao's body, and then lay on the bed and exposed his hairy little head to the edge of the bed, looking at Li Yundao who was still frowning slightly in his sleep, his smart eyes in the dark were full of sentimentality.
"Brother Yun Dao, there are too many ghosts, I can't catch up, I can't kill endlessly, ten forces will help you kill together. After saying it softly, Shili's handsome little face quietly released the same evil aura as Hui You, but then a grimace expression that stuck out his tongue destroyed the killing picture that seemed to have been condensed with great difficulty. Shili has had the habit of resting since he was a child, which Li Yundao didn't understand very much, at least when he slept until the sun was full of energy, the little guy who didn't sit for a few hours was actually more energetic than him.
In just a few days, Li Yundao's habit of going to bed early and getting up early has been completely destroyed. When they went downstairs after washing, the twins had already played a game of Wii somatosensory boxing in the living room. "Master!" Seeing Li Yundao go downstairs, both big and small spoke in unison, with natural expressions.
"Master, I didn't pull down a single push-up last night, Xiaoshuang and I ran ten laps in the morning, a lot of steps, I don't believe you can ask Phoenix at night. ”
Dashuang greeted him as if he was invited, but he didn't expect to eat a closed door, and Li Da Diaomin came up and made a gloomy face: "Why didn't you go to school? Isn't it Friday today?"
The big pair squeaked for a long time, and Li Yundao heard a rough idea, the two little bastards were frightened under the pretext of the kidnapping incident, and they wanted to recuperate at home for a few days, and the old man probably felt sorry for them for the past few days, so he made an exception to let them rest for three days and go to school again next Monday. The old man nodded, and Li Yundao didn't say much, just glanced at the tuplets who were playing the game and having fun: "Since it's so empty, let's practice more words!"
As usual, when practicing calligraphy, even if the big and small pairs don't turn their faces, they will collapse on the sofa in a state of non-violence and non-cooperation, but as soon as Li Yundao says practicing calligraphy, the two little bastards seem to be waiting for this sentence.
Li Yundao glanced at the twins, who were in a somewhat abnormal state, very strangely, and didn't bother to think about it, and when he walked to the restaurant, he found that breakfast was much richer than usual. The big double living room shouted to this side: "Master, didn't you say that you often eat barley millet porridge in the mountains?
Li Yundao is funny when he thinks about it, the two little guys should be grateful to him for saving them from the kidnappers by himself without fear of life and death, but it is estimated that it is only the heat of the past few days. "Practice your words well, don't be distracted!" Li Yundao yelled at the living room with a smile.
"Yes, yes!" said in unison.
Shili had already jumped on the child seat specially prepared for him, drank two spoonfuls of barley millet porridge first, and snorted his mouth: "Brother Yundao, it's really fragrant, it's much more fragrant than the one on the mountain!"
Suddenly, the little lama who was eating deliciously stopped, looked at Li Yundao with an aggrieved expression, and made Li Da Diaomin, who had just finished drinking a bowl of porridge and was having an endless aftertaste, couldn't touch his face.
"Brother Yun Dao, do you say that Brother Gongjiao and Brother Huiyou are eating well, are they comfortable, will they be in danger?" Shi Li looked at Li Yundao with a sad face, as if Li Da Diaomin was really a know-it-all in the world.
Li Yundao, who was just about to capture the second bowl, was so asked by this question that his appetite was lost, and he sighed lightly at the hearty breakfast on the table: "Your brother Gongjiao doesn't pay attention to eating and drinking, even if it is coarse grain steamed buns, as long as he can manage his fill, he is willing, but he doesn't know that the food tube in the army is not full? You also know, his appetite is as big as you and me." The shemale guy is particular about eating, so he may be enjoying it somewhere, but what he does is probably more dangerous than the bow horn, and even if he enjoys it, he pin his head to the waistband of his pants to enjoy it. You said that these two guys, what are they not doing well, one has to join the army, and the other has to do Raushzi intelligence work, neither of which is worry-free. ”
Shili blinked his eyes and said, "Brother Gongjiao and Brother Huiyou are very powerful, you don't have to worry!" The little guy hid his pink fingers under the table, needless to say, he must have done a tricky trick to prevent Li Yundao from knowing, but he wanted to take out what he knew to comfort Li Yundao, making it as cute as covering his ears and stealing a bell.
Li Yundao nodded: "There are very few people in this world who can threaten their lives, but the mountain is not as good as the mountain, there are mountain people outside the mountain, maybe one day these two guys will kick the iron bucket, I am afraid that their temperament will not be able to turn around." ”
"Don't worry, even if it's a gold bucket or a silver bucket, Brother Gongjiao and Brother Huiyou can win!" The little guy finally took his left hand out from under the table, picked up a bowl full of barley millet porridge, and drank it cleanly.
Li Yundao smiled, and he didn't break it, and when he was about to drink the second bowl of porridge, an uninvited guest came to the restaurant.
"Uncle Huang!" Li Yundao stood up, according to his seniority and qualifications, he should have a lot of respect for Huang Meihua, besides, Huang Meihua has been nodding him with some fists and feet these days, and he can be regarded as half of Li Yundao's master.
"Sit, what are you eating, it's so fragrant?" Huang Meihua smiled and stroked Shili's furry little head, "Look at you all dressed exactly the same, you really look like father and son!"
Huang Meihua's impression of Shili has always been good, so the little guy also looked up at Huang Meihua very innocently and smiled: "Uncle Huang, there is barley millet porridge, it is very fragrant, we have always eaten this in the mountains, I will give you a bowl!"
"Okay, I also occupy the light of the ten forces, hehe!" Huang Meihua was originally an unsmiling person, he had no wife and heirs in his life, and in front of the innocent ten forces, he was always happy to be a kind elder.
Shili was a diligent child, and soon a bowl of fragrant barley millet porridge was placed in front of Huang Meihua. Huang Meihua didn't rush to move the chopsticks, but glanced at Li Yundao quietly: "Are you empty after eating?"
"Hmm!" Li Yundao nodded.
"That's good, Qin Ye instructed you to go around a few places with me, and by the way, familiarize yourself with some things first. Huang Meihua smiled and said, "This opportunity is rare, don't miss it!"
Li Yundao's hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, and he quickly smiled: "Well, try your best not to disappoint Qin Ye and Uncle Huang." ”
Shili stared at the two people who spoke, his big eyes blinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.