"Gotta find a way to catch a fish, make a net or a rod."

Chen Yi carried the little white fox back to the wooden house, ran back to the stream with a wooden bucket and a bamboo basket, cleaned the sweet potatoes with the stream water, and then beat half a bucket of clear stream water.

Carrying a heavy bucket, it took a lot of effort to transport it back after walking and stopping, and a few more blisters were ground out by the white and tender little hands.

"Whew! Stamina increased a bit, ok. ”

Chen Yi rested against the wooden door for a while, looking at the little white fox sleeping on the bed, he was really envious, eating, drinking and having fun all day long, how could he have any worries and troubles.

"Aha~~ Roast two sweet potatoes, and then cook pot porridge."

Stretching comfortably, Chen Yi took out the iron pot on the stove, the square black iron pot, which had not been used for a long time, looked very dirty, rubbed it with a wooden block a few times, and then washed it with water.

Then peel three purple sweet potatoes, pour in water and put them back on the stove, then dig some soil and wrap two blue and orange sweet potatoes and bury them under the stove.

"Orchid beans? Wheat? Can you still eat it? Chen Yi lit the firewood with a fire fold, and while the sky was not yet dark, he opened the sealed wooden barrel hidden in the corner, two small and half barrels of grain, which were well preserved, there was no mold and insects, and it should be edible.

"Sweet potatoes, wheat, orchid beans, what a lot of flavor." Grabbing two handfuls and throwing them into the pot, Chen Yi shook his head with a smile.

"Xiaobai, how can you sleep so much."

Chen Yi hugged the little white fox over, stared at the bright flames, stroked the smooth fluff, and was in a trance.

"Hmph..."

"Little villain, recover your strength to beat your little ass." Su Xuemo opened her eyes that seemed to be drunk but not drunk, looked at the little boy's beautiful face, and felt the gentle touch, warm and crispy.

"Time goes back and forth, life does not come and go, life must keep rushing forward, smash the confusion and imitation in my heart, and move forward towards my dreams!"

Chen Yi came back to his senses and exhaled a long breath of turbidity, embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, slaughtered gods and destroyed Buddhas, became holy, and had a strong enough cultivation in order to realize his ideals.

Just like before, most of the children in the welfare home are suffering from diseases, they want to be cured but have no money, and they can't make enough money to make a fraction of the money, and being a pure good person has no effect.

Misfortune and blessing rely on, blessing and misfortune lurk, misfortune and fortune depend on each other, although fate can not be forced, but can not accept fate, do things in the future, but ask for a clear conscience.

Holding a three-foot green edge, riding a horse in white, cutting through the injustices of the world, love and hate, laughing and talking, the red dust blows by, maybe just a passerby.

"Xiao Baibai, are you comfortable?"

Listening to the low whisper, Chen Yi looked down at the little white fox with eyes narrowed into a slit, the triangular ears that stood upright, the slightly upturned pink lips, the pleasant little expression, the exposed white belly, and the little appearance of enjoying it very much.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"I say it's useful to be uncomfortable? Do you understand? Su Xuemo glanced at the little boy unhappily, and the gentle touch felt very comfortable.

"It's comfortable, my brother's cat strokes are great, no, it's a fox." Chen Yi pinched the ears of the little white fox, which was very cute and tender, a little hot, very sensitive, and was about to shrink as soon as it touched it.

"Huh... Oh! ”

"Little villain, you dare to touch it, it's so angry!"

Su Xuemo stood aside panting, her ears were hot, and she felt so unpleasant.

"Tsk... After a little longer, it's almost over. ”

Chen Yi took a piece of purple potato and tasted it, the meat was delicate, sweet and delicious, and it was much more delicious than ordinary sweet potatoes.

"Phew... This grain is too hard! ”

Chen Yi stuffed another orchid bean into his mouth, and his hard teeth couldn't bite at all.

"This little villain is so cute, it would be interesting if he took his teeth out. Haha~~" Thinking of the picture of the little boy losing his teeth, Su Xuemo couldn't help laughing.

"Xiaobai, what kind of expression do you have?"

Chen Yi picked up the little white fox and put it on her lap, she actually had a humanized evil smile on her face, she almost didn't laugh out loud, she was too spiritual!

"Click..."

"What's the matter? Can't laugh yet? Can you handle it? Su Xuemo smacked her lips and smelled the sweetness of the food.

"Xiaobai, you look so good when you smile, na, give you sweet potatoes." A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yi's mouth, he took a piece of purple potato, blew it with his mouth, and then handed it to the little white fox.

"Do you want to eat it? It looks delicious. ”

Su Xuemo struggled in her heart, looked at the purple potato in the little boy's hand, and still took a bite of it, it was so sweet!

"Woo......"

The little white fox blinked his big shining eyes, and hummed with joy in his throat, the soft and glutinous sweet purple potatoes were sweet, with a hint of fragrance, very delicious.

"Xiaobai, don't foxes eat meat? Why do you like sweet potatoes? ”

Chen Yi held his chin and complained, it was not enough for the little white fox to eat a piece of sweet potato, and he also grabbed his arm with his front paws, and the expression on his face seemed to let him clip a few more pieces, and he still wanted to eat it.

"Huh."

"I want to eat meat, but you don't have it."

Su Xuemo glanced at the little boy angrily, if Xiu Wei was still there, he would need to eat this.

"This wooden bowl should be a whole, dig out the middle part, cut and polish smooth, and it looks good."

Chen Yi got up and took four slightly dirty wooden bowls, washed them, and then used a dagger to cut a gap in the edge of the bowl to make a mark, which was specially reserved for the little white fox.

"Xiaobai, eat slowly, don't burn your mouth."

Chen Yi smiled, and filled two bowls of clear soup that was barely porridge, and there were still some left in the pot, which could fill his stomach without eating roasted sweet potatoes.

"Whew......"

"See what? Hurry up and feed me. ”

Su Xuemo jumped on the little boy's lap and lay down to enjoy the gentle service.

"Xiaobai, don't be so clingy, I'm still hungry."

Chen Yi rubbed the little white fox's head, stirred the rice bowl for a while until it was not too hot, drank the soup and chewed the soft glutinous purple potato, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Humph!"

Su Xuemo blinked her big sparkling eyes, squatted aside to look at the little boy's appearance, her thin little face was ruddy from the firelight, she looked much healthier, and the sorrow between her eyebrows disappeared a lot.

"Whew... Xiaobai, won't you eat it yourself? If you don't eat it, you'll be hungry, and you deserve to starve to death, but it's okay, you can eat fox meat when the time comes, fried fox thighs, braised fox meat, tsk. ”

Chen Yi finished drinking the hot soup in the bowl, and then looked at the little white fox squatting next to him, as if he was waiting to feed himself, and couldn't help but teach him a lesson.

"Little villain, you still want to eat fox meat? I don't know if the fox meat is good or not, I heard that the smell is very bad, and the meat is scarce, so no one wants to eat it at all. ”

Su Xuemo licked her pink lips, her eyes flashed with doubt, why did she always want to bite the little boy's thigh.

Syllable!

"Hurry up and eat, do you hear?"

Chen Yi put the porridge in the pot into the bowl, sat back and slapped the little white fox, such a smart and cute little thing, it's not okay to starve to death, you have to take care of it.

"Whew!"

"Damn little scoundrel! Dare to pat me on the head! ”

Su Xuemo glared at the little boy angrily, wanting to pounce and scratch his paws fiercely, thinking about it carefully, forget it, it will be miserable to be kneaded.