"You mean I'm savage, huh?"

"You said it yourself, anyway, you are very fierce to me, and you don't treat me as a human being, don't you hate me?" Qin Xiaoming was not angry and pouted.

Bao Xiaoyue looked at him, couldn't help but smile, and said in a rare tone:

"Oh, Qin Xiaoming, Xiao Mingming~ Don't lose your temper, although you look weird, but I treat you as my lovely brother, how can I not like you? Come, touch your head~Be good~"

"Hey, hey~" Qin Xiaoming looked like a nymphomaniac, and he couldn't stop smirking when he was touched on his head.

"Have you laughed enough?" Bao Xiaoyue patted his head, returned to his usual tone, and said: "By the way, Qin Xiaoming, you have been here for three months today, you can learn to make big buns, and you will go to the bun room after you finish sweeping later, and grandma will teach you how to make them." ”

"Isn't Grandma Bao going to sit at the shrine on weekdays, pretending to be a god and cheating incense, and then Xiaoyue, you wear that stupid and bloated bun puppet costume and sell lucky buns in the shrine?...... Alas, I missed my mouth. Qin Xiaoming covered his mouth and peeked at Bao Xiaoyue.

Bao Xiaoyue looked at Qin Xiaoming with a smile, but the blue tendons on her forehead couldn't help jumping.

"Xiaoming, come here~"

"Hehe, what?"

"Come here, come closer. ”

"Hey......

"Ping Pong Bang Bang!" Bao Xiaoyue gave a "love and caress to the little guy who leaned over".

"Ahh

"I'm your brother, how can you do this to me?" Qin Xiaoming's face turned into panda eyes, covering his little head, and said sadly.

"Isn't it normal for an older sister to educate a younger brother. Bao Xiaoyue said casually.

Damn, the dead woman—— Qin Xiaoming secretly gritted her teeth, but said on her face: "What my sister said is that Xiaoming understands." ”

"It's good to understand, and grandma is a good person, just helping people pray for blessings and fortunes, and never pretending to be a ghost. ”

"Who is that ghost?" Qin Xiaoming asked, rubbing his little head, he remembered the supernatural events he had seen while cleaning the shrine.

"It's grandpa, it's all made by grandpa. ”

"Grandpa, didn't Grandpa Bao pass away?"

"yes, so ......"

"Uh————?!" Qin Xiaoming shuddered, there are really ghosts in this world.

.........

Baozi Shrine is located on Baozi Mountain, red rafters and gray tiles, simple and vicissitudes, some years. Under the Baojia Shrine, that is, in the basement, it is the place where all kinds of lucky buns are made on weekdays, and the bun room.

This is a small space, soft lighting, cartoon posters of cute Hi Tao buns on the white walls, white operating tables, light brown steamers with a faint wood fragrance, blue floors, this is the place to make steamed buns.

It's not the first time Qin Xiaoming has come here, because he has been here on weekdays when he is cleaning, but today he is a little nervous, he has always wanted to know how to make those delicious and delicious buns that are full of energy and vitality after eating, and today he finally has the opportunity to learn.

He descended the steps of the shrine and came to the bun room. The lighting here is soft and warm, and Grandma Bao is already waiting there, which is the agreed time.

"Yo~ Boy, you're here. ”

"Grandma Bao, what's wrong with you?" Qin Xiaoming looked a little surprised.

"Yo Yo ~ Chek is noisy. Grandma Bao spread her fingers and shook her rap.

"Grandma Bao, you didn't talk like this when you were at the shrine, are you okay?" Qin Xiaoming scratched his head.

Grandma Bao is not tall, her round hair is like a mushroom on her head, and her round face is red without many wrinkles, looking kind.

"Don't you like grandma like this?Yo, you still think I'm not normal, yo~"

"No, it's just a little weird. ”

Seeing Qin Xiaoming scratching her head uncontrollably, Grandma Bao smiled, revealing a healthy mouthful of teeth, it seems that the old man takes good care of his teeth.

"Okay, don't scare you, I'm just revealing my true feelings, I want to go back to when I was young, so that I can get in touch with you young people, so as not to have a generation gap, since you don't like it, forget it~"

"Grandma, were you like this when you were young?" Qin Xiaoming felt that Grandma Bao's mentality was really good, she was as lively and cheerful as a girl.

"Yes, there were a lot of people who liked me at that time, okay, let's get to the point, you came here today to learn to make steamed buns, before learning to do it, let's do a warm-up dance. Grandma Bao said and turned on the music.

"Gotta ~ ghave gotta ~" The music sounded, so tempting, this was a melody full of amorous style, which made Qin Xiaoming feel a little dry and blood surging after listening to it.

"Boy~"

"What are you doing?" Qin Xiaoming saw Grandma Bao coming over, the tall old man stood on tiptoe, and some old palms caressed his small chest.

The old man's teasing made Qin Xiaoming very uneasy.

"Boy~ Are you ready?"

"No, no......"

"Come on~"

"Don't, don't, grandma, please respect yourself, you, I'm going to call you like this again. Qin Xiaoming twisted his little body and hissed wildly.

"Come and dance, boy, what do you think?" Grandma Bao squinted, disdainful of the little kid in front of her.

"Oh, that's right. Qin Xiaoming was embarrassed.

It was at this time that the music changed, and another voice came out—

"Pen thunder, pen thunder, peerless pen thunder ......"

Hearing the music, Qin Xiaoming involuntarily put one hand on his crotch and pushed forward hard.

"Ahh Grandma Bao covered her mouth, "Do you also think about grandma? Then she pouted and said, "Just a little to satisfy you, come, give you a kiss." ”

Qin Xiaoming saw that the old man had his eyes closed, his old mouth pursed, and he was slowly approaching his mouth, cold sweat flowed out involuntarily, he was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted:

"Grandma, you misunderstood!"

Grandma Bao closed her mouth and blinked, "I misunderstood?"

"yes. Qin Xiaoming nodded, and shook his head again, "I can't help it, but it's because of this music, this music seems to have a kind of magic that makes my body uncontrollable and smells and dances, so there is that slightly obscene action just now." ”

"Can't help it?" ——?!......Grandma Bao thought for a while, and suddenly asked with a surprised expression, "Can you comprehend the true meaning of music?"

"What?" Qin Xiaoming was puzzled.

Grandma Bao looked at him and said seriously: "What you just heard is the song of the dance king Mike Jason, according to legend, his music contains a set of dance skills, which only those who are destined can open it." ”

"Then am I turned it on?" Qin Xiaoming asked.

"No, but it's hard enough for you to be able to touch the edges, which shows that you have a talent for music and dance. You ......"

"What the hell are you trying to say? Grandma. Qin Xiaoming looked at each other expectantly.

"I want to say, let's start making steamed buns~"

"I'm down—"