The big black matter will be put aside for the time being.

When I rolled out of the quilt and a tender little girl came over to me with a huge gold-painted lacquer plate, I realized that the first thing I had to worry about was myself.

…… own stomach.

I looked at the thin bowl of white porridge lying alone on the plate, and reflexively held the quilt to my chest and shrank into the corner of the bed.

You can still smell the strong smell of medicine wafting from the bowl. I sniffled and said to the little girl with a dry smile, "Put it down, I'll use it later." "Trying to get by, while tearing in my heart, Da Hei, how can you treat your hard-working master like this, I have drunk that medicinal porridge in the Medicine King Valley to the point of vomiting, and you are still trying to let me drink this ghost thing outside the claws of Baxi, what kind of system is it!

The world is going down!!

As soon as the words came out, the little girl's two huge eyes immediately began to fill with water, and she wrung the corners of her clothes and rubbed them on the edge of the table, and whispered:

"The owner, the owner of the village has instructed, I must let Xiaoxi watch the old man drink ......"

…… Zhong Dahei! You are so deceitful!

I hated the itchy back molars, and swept up and down with a laser-like gaze at the bowl of ghost things on the table, and looked at the little girl next to her with a red nose and was about to cry, after all, she got out of bed in the spirit of "can't make it too difficult for the little girl", picked up the bowl and poured it into her throat as if she were dead.

Lao Tzu is an adult, too lazy to deal with the broken child who abuses child labor...... Evil, I want to vomit.

In fact, the taste is not too unpleasant, otherwise the famous chefs of the Dahei family would not have survived until now. It's just that I'm really scared of drinking, I caught a cold a few days ago, and I was pressed on the bed by Baxi and poured a whole month of medicinal porridge, and since then I have reflexively regurgitated when I see something like this.

I know that my broken body, after being injured, if I get a little fishy meat, I will wear out half my life, but I didn't expect that this time, even Dahei, who has been very obedient to my coercion, also learned Baxi to pour porridge for me.

I was in the middle of the room with my neck held high, the porridge in my throat struggling against gravity.

The little girl may also be frightened by my face, and with teary eyes, she climbed onto the stool and patted me on the back, and kept muttering like a child, "Oh good, it won't be uncomfortable soon!"

I was so suffocated by the little girl's words like a child that I almost couldn't breathe, and my eyes immediately became hot.

Damn, I can't live this day.

Now I can only be glad that Da Hei didn't learn Baxi and let me be tied up on the bed and violently fed porridge.

Actually, I really want to tell them, you just let me vomit blood and vomit to death like this, so that I can eat meat before I die!

As the saying goes, if you deduct the broth and die, you will be a ghost!

It's a pity that after carefully considering the difference in combat effectiveness between me and those guys, I finally held back that sentence.

My biggest snacks now are dried tofu and peanuts. Xiao Man once asked me with a curious look why I always want to eat these two things, and I could only pretend to say to him with an unfathomable face, "Tofu is dried and eaten with peanuts, it has the taste of ham."

…… In exchange for a look of infinite sympathy and infinite pity from Xiaoman.

It's far away, back to reality.

After a while, the discomfort finally passed. I breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the little girl who was still patting me on the back from the stool...... Seeing her sobbing and useless look, I didn't know why I felt a sense of sympathy and decided not to tell her about the little that almost slapped that porridge out of my nostrils.

I kindly touched her head and said:

"Okay, I'm done, you can go. ”

The little girl blinked her eyes, and after thinking for a while, she took out a handful of candied fruit wrapped in a handkerchief from her arms and handed it to me:

"You eat. She said very sympathetically: "My brother is also afraid of hardship, and he has to take this every time he drinks medicine, but he is not as useless as you, he never cries." ”

I touched the corners of my eyes and was shocked to find that I had just spontaneously shed two tears because of nausea and discomfort.

----It's just a natural physiological reaction, bastard!!!

I angrily pulled the little girl's sleeve and wanted to explain, but the big eyes were full of moisture, my hand shook, and Xiaoxi slipped away and hugged the plate to the door, and finally turned back to me and smiled shyly, and said:

"I'm not going to tell anyone, really!"

=mouth=

I really want to cut someone.

==================== the grief dividing line of the exam period ============================

In the evening, the person who came to deliver the food again was replaced by another person.

The man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a black power suit, his whole person exuded a Ling Ran aura like a dagger out of the sheath, if you don't count the evil aura on your face, you can count how many girls have bent their waists.

It's a pity that the **oss classmate of Xuanjian Villa has done the errand of a servant, but it is not suitable for ten thousand. I frowned as he clumsily slammed into the room with a plate of food, worried about the fate of my dinner.

"Big Black?"

I sighed and walked over to help him put things down, and the jade utensils clanged and cracked, and my little heart and liver throbbed.

"Why are you?" I asked, secretly and quickly combing through the news of Xuanjian Villa during this period of time, and confirmed that my family's big black family is indeed a big business, a big day, and a lot of money, not so poor that the owner of the village has to come to make a cameo.

“……”

Although this little guy's cameo was really not very successful.

After catching a glimpse of the edge of the ebony food plate that had just been held by Da Hei, which had been deformed to the point that it was developing towards wood fibers, the economic nerve in my brain that had been cultivated by Baxi's housekeeping policy began to jump violently.

Da Hei was as if nothing had happened, and after putting the large and small plates on the table with a blank face, the food plate turned into a handful of powder in his hand, and casually put it in the pot of unknown flowers in the window.

So I sensibly swallowed back the phrase "loser" in my mouth.

Tsk, do you show that you have strong internal strength......

Probably feeling the resentment of a disabled person, Da Hei turned around and shyly squeezed out a smile and explained:

"This is no longer usable, and after ebony is powdered with water, it is a good fertilizer for raising flowers. ”

Eighteen taels of gold and an inch of ebony in the Tianshan Mountains, of course, you have to say that it is a good material for raising flowers......! It's better to tie that bit of wood powder and use it to grow fungus, at least you can eat it.

I sat down at the table indignantly.

The black fungus stewed chicken in my mind lingers deeply and unrepentantly, which makes my mood even more melancholy.

Because of the unbright sadness in my heart, I didn't realize for a long time until Da Hei put the bowl in front of me, and this porridge at night was not the medicinal porridge I hated.

The white jade bowl is shallow with a layer of rice porridge, slightly tinged with turquoise, lined with a sandalwood spoon next to it, which is very beautiful.

After tasting it, a rich rice fragrance mixed with the fragrance of lotus leaves spreads in the mouth, and you can vaguely taste the fragrance of tea.

Da Hei also rapped up a rare time at this time, and he also snored next to me and filled a bowl of porridge:

"I heard someone say, Master, you don't like medicinal porridge very much, so you changed your tricks at night. I heard that this porridge is boiled with lotus leaf tea leaves, and it should taste better than the one with medicine. ”

It's really a porridge that has worked hard, and it is both lotus and tea, and it is estimated that the method is also extremely troublesome.

…… The only downside is that it doesn't whet my appetite at all.

It is said that my ancestors were eight generations of poor peasants, and before the crossing, they loved Pepsi Cola far better than tea water, and for a long time after the crossing, they were also at the bottom stage of the majority of working people.

So the mind of the unknown cook of the big black family was ruined by me.

Lao Tzu's mouth is faint to a bird, so what lotus fragrance or tea fragrance is not as good as the fragrance of meat.

I glanced at Da Hei next to me, holding the bowl of white porridge and snoring and drinking, but as his life coach for many years, I could still clearly know that this child was in pain.

Hehe, when this kid used to eat and drink spicy food with me, he could eat two braised elbows per meal, and I don't believe when he changed to a vegetarian diet.

Speaking of fragrant braised elbows...... I'm smacking, and my saliva is three feet long.

"I said...... Da Hei, you can't always use this porridge or something to deal with your master and me, others don't say that you are too unkind!"

I barely swallowed the faint stuff in my mouth, so I quickly stuffed peanuts and dried tofu into my mouth - sure enough, the apprentice was the master's intimate little padded jacket, and there were still people who remembered my only remaining snack.

Da Hei put the bowl on the table, wiped his mouth calmly, and said:

"During the day, I received a letter from the valley, and the old man Matsuyama said that you should avoid eating. ”

…… Dead old man, Lao Tzu and you are incompatible.

I sighed and fell onto Dahei, rubbing my hands between my eyes, and began to complain with a chirp in my mouth.

"I'll just say why you also have medicinal porridge here, that dead old man is simply haunted! I'm so miserable, I've lived so old, I can......'t even eat meat at my age."

His head rested on Da Hei's shoulders, and he could feel the muscles under his clothes twitch and tighten. The stupid boy's whole body stiffened.

I'm secretly a little funny, when did Daikoku start hating physical contact?

Fourteen or fifteen?

Anyway, when I was thirteen years old, that guy still slept with me in the same bed, and this child in this world can be regarded as a late bloomer. 166 Reading Network