Chapter Twenty-Four: The Night of Terror
Near evening, Gu Xicheng picked a full cloth of osmanthus and went home, when the sun was still hanging in the sky and was about to set. Because there were more people in two teams, it didn't take much time to go around the mountain half a circle.
Today, their hunting team caught several snakes, Old Man Zhang also dug two nests of bamboo rats, and the other team also caught snakes, and I heard that they also caught a few hares.
There was nothing new in the two teams, and after Old Man Zhang and the people of the official family re-identified the two footprints, everyone dispersed and went back to their respective homes.
"Coming back so soon?" Cheng Wei was peeling potatoes, and he was a little surprised to see Gu Xicheng come back so early.
"Well, there's a lot of people today." Gu Xixuan handed him the osmanthus flower, reached out and took the potato in his hand, studied it for a while and began to peel it.
He hadn't eaten this thing yet, so he thought it was Cheng Weicai who dug it out of the ground.
"I don't have to cut the sweet potato vines for a while, I will cut them all in the afternoon. Tonight, I stewed a few legs of the mountain, and the hind legs were a little fat, and I used them to fry potatoes for a while. Cheng Wei said that he went to the yard to fetch water and washed his hands, and by the way, he also passed the osmanthus back to the water.
"Huh?" Gu Xicheng paused after listening, picked up the unpeeled potatoes on the side and looked at them. When he was working as a part-time worker in Liu's house, he ate fried potatoes with fatty meat at noon, and the season was a little early at that time, and the boiled potatoes were not powdery.
It turns out that potatoes look like this.
"I saw that the leaves were already yellow, so I dug up a few and took a look." Daddy Wei also said that his potatoes are ripe, so he has to dig them up early, and wait for the rain later, I'm afraid they will sprout in the ground.
"Are you done? Come and help me watch the fire. Cheng Wei finished washing the osmanthus and brought it to the kitchen, and after pounding for a while, he poked his head out and called Gu Xixuan.
"Right now." Gu Xicheng put the peeled potatoes in a wooden basin filled with water, he washed his hands in three or two, and went to the kitchen to help Cheng Wei watch the fire.
"Don't let the fire go out, burn as hard as you can." Cheng Wei told him, and when the water in the pot was completely boiling, he poured rice soup into the dustpan with a wooden spoon.
Cover the lid and cook for a while, the rice soup is filtered, and Cheng Wei put osmanthus in it. There was no sugar at home, so he deliberately went to borrow some from Daddy Wei.
The rice soup was poured layer by layer, and because the fire was very strong, the steam quickly filled the whole kitchen. The aroma of osmanthus also spread, but after a while, the air was filled with sweet smells.
Cheng Wei spread a total of nearly 20 layers of rice soup, and finally covered the lid and burned a fire, and served the dustpan with hot air.
He cut the rice cake in the dustpan with the bamboo chips he had cut in the morning, and then took a piece of steaming osmanthus crystal cake with chopsticks and handed it to Gu Xixuan's mouth.
"Eat it while it's hot." Cheng Wei looked at him and handed over the chopsticks with a smile, his eyes slightly curved.
In the past, the little father made crystal mille-feuille cake like this, and the first piece of the pot was his, even if he had a little brother later, he still enjoyed this privilege.
Gu Xixuan looked at him steadily, then reached out and grabbed his wrist to fix the chopsticks, and opened his mouth to take the piece of pastry away.
Cheng Wei raised his head and said, "Is it delicious?" ”
Gu Xixuan didn't speak.
"I know you can't eat it," Cheng Wei smiled again, and said, "But you have to know that it's sweet." "Sweet things always make people feel happy, Cheng Wei ate a piece by himself, lowered his head and chewed for a long time before swallowing it.
He misses his little dad a little.
Gu Xixuan reached out and touched the corner of his lips at this time, he bent down slightly and stepped forward to peck at Cheng Wei's lips, and then whispered against his forehead, "Sweet." ”
Cheng Wei didn't hide, he closed his eyes and suppressed the emotion, then retreated slightly, turned around and took several bowls out of the cupboard.
He first filled a large bowl full of sea, and then handed it to Gu Xixuan.
"You help me take it to Daddy Wei's house, Xiaoliu likes this." He also has to pick up the rest and dry it separately, otherwise it will be cold and stick into a ball for a while, and it will not be so easy to separate.
The dishes in the evening were rare and hearty, and Gu Xicheng didn't know if he ate well, but he didn't eat a mouthful of oil. He burped and saw Gu Xicheng picking up a chopstick of bitter gourd and putting it in his mouth.
Then he frowned without a trace.
"This one is bitter." Cheng Wei was amused by his appearance, he also put a chopstick in his mouth and chewed it carefully before saying: "This bitter gourd is already very ripe, there is no bitter taste, can you eat it?" ”
Because the dishes at night were relatively oily, Cheng Wei was not afraid of greasy, so he fried a plate of bitter gourd to relieve his greasyness.
Gu Xicheng shook his head, he would feel a little numb on his tongue when he ate this, and he would not feel more.
Cheng Wei asked him some more words, and there was nothing he could do about Gu Xixuan's loss of taste. The two cleaned up the dining table, sealed the crystal cake and uneaten meat and put them in the well, and burned wormwood before closing the door and falling asleep.
In the dead of night, everything is asleep, and two fireflies are quietly lit up on the hill of Tonghua Village.
"You don't go to the rocky mountain in the middle of the night to squat your little fat sheep, do you have something to eat here?" In the bushes, a tall wolf yawned with his eyes closed, and he shook the ears on his head to chase away the mosquitoes circling around.
"I want to go down to the village and see the man." The big colorful tiger crouching on the top of the hill had lantern-like eyes open, glowing cold in the dark night.
"That piece of crap you're talking about?" The wolf, whose eyes had been closed, raised his head, he stood up and shook the grass clippings off his body, and silently paced to the tiger's side.
He looked at the white flags planted everywhere in Tonghua Village with his slender eyes open, and said, "You might as well wait for their pesky dogs to go." ”
"The dogs will stay here until the rainy season, and you're not curious about him?" The colorful tiger stood up, his long tail swaying slowly, and then quietly walked down.
The green wolf, who was standing in place, shook his ears, he stood for a moment, and followed silently.
He had told him a few days earlier that he had seen a man in the mountains who could not be transformed. He had no beast stones on his body and no beast marks on his face, but he was an adult, and his human form was no different from theirs.
The point is that Huanhuo also saw that he caught the mountain table with his bare hands on the rocky mountain, although the explosive power was slightly lacking, but I have to say that in addition to the beast, he developed perfectly.
The males of the Cloud Mirror Kingdom have the ability to turn into beasts, but this power needs the guidance of the beast stone, otherwise the accumulation of power cannot be transformed, which will lead to the death of the young beast.
Just like the female Frost Leaf who escaped from their tribe a few years ago, gave birth to male cubs with ordinary humans in Tonghua Village. That little thing can only have one breath left when it is five years old, but Frost Leaf had to go back to the clan to steal the beast stone, and then he was caught by the clan.
Huanhuo was very interested in the person named Gu Xixuan, so he called him to take a look.
A wolf and a tiger crept through the village, silently leaping into the courtyard and trampling down a few eggplant seedlings. Wolf Qing didn't go in, he crouched outside the yard and licked his paws, his head staring at the place where the slight noise was making from time to time.
He looked around the courtyard to see if the door had not been moved, and he blinked his glowing eyes, and finally crept down against the window. The darkness of the night did not prevent him from seeing the situation in the room clearly, and on the bed against the wall, the two of them slept soundly.
The claws on the windowsill suddenly twisted, the original tiger form receded, and the tall man squatted in front of the window. His thick claws turned into human hands, and sharp hard armor burst out of his fingertips, and he moved his wrists to gently grasp the wooden panes.
Gu Xixuan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, he grabbed the dagger placed at the head of the bed with one hand, and threw the dagger out the moment he turned over and got out of bed.
The sharp dagger burst out of the air and nailed to the wooden window, making a "ding" sound.
"Who!" Gu Xixuan shouted sharply.