Chapter 9: You Have a Name
The man stood in front of her with a bleating goat, his face was not red and he was out of breath, his breath was more stable than that of her, who stood motionless, which really made Lu Qingyu look at him.
"You, are you a god or a man? How can it be so fast? β
She looked at the man who handed the sheep to her without saying a word, sighed from the bottom of her heart, and then cried and laughed again. Just because she mentioned it in passing, this guy actually brought the lamb from the small table?
Listening to the small table jumping and scolding halfway up the mountain, Lu Qingyu had to take the lamb and patiently explain to him, "This is someone else's sheep, we can't take it." You know what you call it stealing without telling you? β
The man stood there as if pondering her words, and Lu Qingyu didn't know if he could understand it, so he walked down with the lamb in his arms first.
The small table panted and greeted her, so angry that she waved a small whip at the man behind her, and complained to Lu Qingyu, "Sister, this person is so old and steals my sheep, do you think I should tell my mother and send him to the official?" β
Lu Qingyu said embarrassedly, "It's all from the neighborhood, don't send it to the official, he didn't mean it." β
If it weren't for her sentence that she wanted to give her mother angelica mutton soup to replenish her body, he would hear it, and I am afraid that there would be no such thing.
The small table is a big ghost, and his dripping eyes look at Lu Qingyu for a while, and fall on the man for a while, and he suddenly grins for a long time, revealing his front teeth that have just been changed, and he snorts and leaks as soon as he speaks.
"Sister, do you know him? If my sister wants to, I'll ask my mother to give Xiaobai to you......"
Xiaobai is the little lamb in Lu Qingyu's arms!
Seeing that the small table was going to do something like this, Lu Qingyu was embarrassed, "Oh, you kid, what do I want you to do with a lamb?" Hurry up and take it back. β
Then he put the lamb in the bosom of the little table and told him to go down the hill to herd the sheep.
Who knew that in the evening, the little table lady actually used a bamboo basket to load two little lambs, "You originally saved it, now weaned and graze, you can feed it, and in the autumn, kill one for your mother to make up for her body......"
Lu Qingyu excused himself in every possible way, "Auntie, how can this work?" I'm just casually saying that the kid at the little table will learn from you......"
The little table lady refused to take it back, but said, "The sheep baby is not worth a few dollars, you give birth to my sheep, I didn't give you a consultation fee, so I should have passed." β
After that, pull out your feet and leave.
Lu Qingyu had to accept it.
It was late, and she didn't have time to build a pen for the lamb, so she could only wronged the man to sleep with the lamb in the stove room first.
When he got up early the next morning, Lu Qingyu washed his face and combed his hair and walked to the stove room, and as soon as he entered the door, he was immediately happy: he saw a small ball of white flowers under each of the man's armpits.
She couldn't help but chuckle.
The man didn't get up when he heard the movement, but just opened a pair of lazy eyes and looked at her.
"You're amazing." She approached with great joy, crouched down and pulled the lambs in his diaphragmatic socket, and touched their soft fur, which felt so good to touch.
The man looked at it for a moment, then suddenly rubbed his head into her palm.
Lu Qingyu got along with him for a few days, and after a little understanding of his temperament, he couldn't help but quip, "You even have to fight for this?" I'm really convinced. β
In the end, I still had to touch his head.
After eating, Qingyu discussed with her mother Zheng: "Mother, a fool can't always sleep in the stove room, it's hot, and the ground is damp, which is not good for his body!" β
Zheng nodded, "That's what you said." He's your savior, we can't always call him a 'fool and a fool', right? β
Lu Qingyu looked at Zheng with a smile, "Mother, can you give it up?" β
Zheng pondered for a while and said, "He is silent like a shadow, and he can eat, so he is called Hongyu, right?" β
"Hongyu?" Qingyu's eyes lit up, and she praised with a smile, "It's worthy of being a mother, and the name is so good." β
Zheng smiled, "It's sweet in your mouth." β
Lu Qingyu hurriedly ran out and told the man, "Hey, you have a name, my mother gave it to you, it's called Hongyu, how about it?" β
The man was plucking the sheep, looking up at her and grinning.
Since he laughed on the mountain yesterday, the man smirked when he saw Lu Qingyu.
Lu Qingyu rubbed the top of his hair and said happily, "Hongyu, you will be called Hongyu in the future?" β
The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if trying to pronounce it.
Lu Qingyu hurriedly pointed to his lips and told him, "Look at what I saidβHongyu, come, tell me again!" β
"Hiro-Yu!" He struggled to make two sounds, and his mouth kept grinning, and he seemed very happy.
Lu Qingyu taught him more than a dozen times in a row, until Hongyu didn't feel any hardship at all, and drew in front of the stove with a burning stick, "Come, I'll ask you to write your name." β
Hongyu is very studious, and he is busy looking down.
Lu Qingyu wrote and handed him the burning stick, and he could draw it out, but it was crooked and ugly.
"Hongyu is so smart!" Qingyu touched his head and coaxed him like a child.
The two of them teach and learn, and it won't take long for Hongyu to not only speak but also write his own name.
Lu Qingyu wrote his name again and pointed, "This is my name Qingyu, you can also call it." β
"Qingyu?" Hongyu looked up and smiled at her, it was very novel.
Lu Qingyu saw that he was very smart, so he was willing to teach him to write a few more words.
The door of the fence was suddenly pushed open with a creaky sound.
Qingyu poked her head out of the stove room, and saw Lu Man'er twisting her waist and walking in with broken lotus steps.
"I heard that your wild man woke up?" Before she could get closer, she was squirting feces all over her mouth.
Lu Qingyu ignored her, and still squatted on the ground to teach Hongyu to write.
"Tsk, are you getting along with the wild man?" Lu Man'er stomped on the threshold of the stove room and mocked.
"Shut your foul mouth!" Lu Qingyu stood up, turned around slowly, held a burning stick in his hand, and said these words coldly.
Lu Man'er shrank her shoulders in fright, and her feet retreated from the threshold.
The last time she came, she was almost disfigured by this burning stick, and now she still has palpitations.
Lu Qingyu was not used to her, and glared at her, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, let it go!" β
If it weren't for the second uncle's face, she wouldn't have bothered to deal with Lu Man'er and Yang's mother and daughter. Speaking of which, the second uncle is quite kind, and after her father died, he often secretly sent some food to their mother and daughter. But the second uncle is a rake ear, and the second aunt cries, makes trouble and hangs himself three times, and he has no way at all.
Lu Man'er's face turned red, and she was so angry that she opened her mouth and stammered, "You, why are you so rude?" β
Lu Qingyu sneered, more rude is behind, what kind of elegance are you doing to deal with a shameless person like you?
Seeing that Lu Qingyu looked like she was going to drive her out without speaking, Lu Man'er had no choice but to give up, looking at the two little lambs gnawing grass in the yard, her eyes flashed red, "My mother said, let you give me a sheep ......"
"Why?" Lu Qingyu felt very funny, this was sent by the little table lady to thank her for saving her family's ewes, her second aunt had such a big face, she actually asked Lu Man'er to ask for one?