When Wang Quan woke up, Xiao Baimao was no longer in bed.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, it was half past six in the morning.

Wang Quan slept for less than three hours.

But the unexpected spirit is not sleepy.

Getting up and arranging his wrinkled shirt, tie and vest, Wang Quan looked back and saw that the blazer was well placed on the back of the chair.

His expression moved, and he heard footsteps outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and Feng Ajiu staggered in with two buckets of water.

Wang Quan was puzzled: "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'm going to fetch water and wash up in the morning." The little white fur has become accustomed to nature.

While she took the firewood to add fire to the stove, she said, "You people in the city need to eat one more meal a day, and I will cook for you." Brother, you go wash your face first. ”

Of course, cold water is used for washing, and she has been like this since she was a child.

The white-haired little village girl doesn't think there is anything about it, she has lived like this for the past ten years.

But Wang Quan found it difficult to top.

Such a good girl! The people are beautiful, too! It turned out to be so sweet!

It's distressing!

In these years, where to find such a girl?

Well...... Ye Shengge is estimated to be able to do it, but her kind is different from this.

She is "big" and "long", so she doesn't have this distressing feeling.

Seeing that the little girl struggled to lift the bucket and wanted to pour water into the big black pot on the stove, Wang Quan hurriedly went over and grabbed the bucket to help pour the water, "Is this what you should do?" Sit honestly and watch my uncle show you a hand. ”

The little girl blinked and stood aside obediently, "Thank you, brother." ”

Ouch hey!

Wang Quan is even more motivated to cook rice on the fire.

Twenty minutes later, looking at the dish on the small table, which was not full of color and flavor, even Wang Quan himself could see what ingredients were used in this dish.

I really don't blame him for this.

When cooking on the stove, the heat is really difficult to control, and it is not like natural gas that you can control the heat by yourself.

However, Feng Ajiu ate quickly.

What made Wang Quan completely unappetizing, she ate it in three or two clicks, and then took the initiative to scoop water from the bucket and prepare to wash the dishes.

Wang Quan didn't stop her this time.

Standing behind him and watching her squatting in front of the door to wash the dishes, Wang Quan scratched his cheek, "This thing I made is really edible...... Ah Jiu, uncle...... Is my brother's cooking really delicious? ”

"It's not tasty." Ah Jiu was honest, "But it's okay to be full." ”

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Very good, uncle, I like honest and obedient little girls the most." ”

Ah Jiu shrunk his neck and continued to wash the dishes silently.

She's not actually a three-no.

The lack of expression is because her past life has made her accustomed to talking less and showing less real expressions.

But she's not stupid.

She could hear the unhappiness in Wang Quan's words.

But she could also hear that Wang Quan's unhappiness was actually a joke, and he wasn't really angry.

"Brother, I went home just now, my aunt is not at home, is she going out?" Feng Ajiu's tone was still unemotional.

But Wang Quan's eyes narrowed.

He could hear that the little girl's voice trembled slightly.

Just a little bit, but he still found out.

However, Wang Quan did not have murderous intentions towards Xiao Baimao.

I don't know if she healed her and caused her to feel a lot better, or if she really followed her facial features, or if he was a Chong countryman's yearning for white hair, in short, he told the truth:

"She probably has something to do, and she probably won't be back for the next few days."

"Hmmm......"

Feng Ajiu continued to brush the dishes and did not continue to ask.

But she was much quicker at washing the dishes.

Looking at the diligent appearance of this little white hair, Wang Quan's mood also improved a lot.

Sure enough, if you want to be unchangeable, you need this healing energy to heal your mind.

"Brother Wang, get up so early."

Wang Quan turned his head and saw Cheng Weihua walking out of another guest room not far away.

Behind him was Xin Zihao, who hadn't woken up.

Wang Quan's eyes were strange, "How many of you...... It's really open. ”

Three men and one woman...... Tsk, these "hellwalkers" are really good at playing.

Well? Hellwalkers?

How do I know this?

Wang Quan pursed his lips, probably swept the knowledge that suddenly popped up in his mind, and then threw it aside.

Cheng Weihua smiled bitterly: "Brother misunderstood, we are just the first time to travel in this kind of mountain, everyone is more excited, so we played cards all night, and we didn't make any noise to you at night, right?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes subconsciously glanced at Feng Ajiu.

The other group behind him laughed dryly.

But they laughed really dryly, and they didn't even dare to look at Wang Quan.

"Then this house has good sound insulation, and it really doesn't disturb me."

Wang Quan took a step to block his sight, "But I was playing with my family last♂♀night, and I didn't care about anything else, you weren't noisy over there, right?" ”

Tsk, sure enough, everyone in the country has white hair, where is this middle-aged uncle's eyes!

You have to swear an oath of sovereignty, this girl is covered by my uncle Wang, what should you do?

In other words, if the knowledge about "hell" and "hell walkers" in their minds is true, then this group of people must complete the task of "hell".

Do they have time to talk to themselves here?

Could it be that he is actually an important NPC?

Or is Little White Fur an important NPC?

Do you want to kill them? I knew I had found them last night, so I did it.

Wang Quan was a little remorseful.

But Cheng Weihua's reaction was more pompous.

His eyes widened, and he grabbed Wang Quan's chest leader, "What did you say?!" You said you were with ...... What is this little girl doing?! ”

In his excitement, he even forgot Xin Zihao's terror about Wang Quan in their mouths.

"Playing cards, only you are allowed to play cards, we are not allowed to play cards?" Wang Quan shook off his hand and straightened his collar and tie, "Besides, Ah Jiu has a childish appearance, I will be as dirty as you?"

"Uncle, can we be brighter in our hearts?"

Cheng Weihua's face softened slightly, and Lin Yu, the overworked programmer behind him, stared at the dark circles in his eyes and blurted out, "Huh? Isn't that more problematic? ”

Everyone looked at him.

Xin Zihao asked in a low voice, "Brother Lin, what's the problem?" ”

When the older sullen programmer saw everyone looking at it, he snorted for a long time, and his face turned red.

After a while, he gave up on himself and said: "Crane hair and childish face, also known as white-haired Lori......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed his head in shame, not afraid that the crown would fall.

What a social death......

The surprised gazes of his companions were like sharp arrows piercing his fragile otaku heart.

"Huh?! Good brothers! ”

Only Wang Quan!

Only he stepped forward and patted Lin Yu's shoulder hard, "Finally someone can understand my stalk!" I'm so hard! ”

Lin Yu looked up in shock, and in front of him was Wang Quan's sunny smiling face.

That's the expression of finding a comrade.

He was moved.

Then, his expression was frightened, his face was pale, and even the dark circles and bags under his eyes had faded a lot, "No! It's the eighties! How do you know what a 'meme' is?! ”

Wang Quan smiled slightly, "Because I'm also a 'Hell Walker'." ”