Qiao Xitan ran to a few shops with Hangwei, and finally bought all the household items, and when he passed by the small stall selling caramel on the street, he also bought a bag of caramel candy.

When the two returned home again, it was already evening, and Qiao Xitan seemed to inadvertently put the caramel on the stone table in the courtyard, and carried the things into the house.

"Hang Wei, find a rope to tie the old hen to the yard." Qiao Xitan shouted to Hangwei who was still outside the house in the house, and quietly looked at the child holding the hen in his arms outside through the half-open window.

There is no child who doesn't like candy, and she really doesn't believe that Hanging Wei can resist touching the bag of caramel candy.

Hanging Wei could naturally detect Qiao Xitan's gaze, he walked over to the candy without squinting, picked up a rope from the corner and tied it to the old hen's small thin legs, and tied it to the wooden stake of the small shed outside the house.

The old hen didn't know whether she was frightened or how, but she was scared into a quail from the beginning of being held by Hanging Wei, and at this time, she left the arms of Hanging Wei at first glance, and laid an egg nervously.

It was the first time for Hang Wei to watch chickens lay eggs up close, and he raised his little eyebrows in surprise, half-open his mouth but didn't make a sound.

Then, as if he felt that such a reaction was not suitable for a demon of his status, he immediately turned away from the old hen who was half frightened to death.

"I'm hungry." Qiao Xitan simply cleaned up the house, and hurriedly came out to light a fire to prepare for cooking, seeing that the old hen laid an egg on the first day of coming home, he was immediately happy, and put the eggs into a small basket with straw next to him, and turned his head to look at the stunned Xuan Wei who was sitting at the stone table, "Your house is too late to clean up tonight, let's stay with me for one night first." ”

In Qiao Xitan's eyes, Xuan Wei is a little kid who hasn't grown all his hair, let alone sleeping together, even if he helps him take a bath, he doesn't care.

However, when these words fell into the ears of Hanging Wei, they changed their taste.

What, what!

He had never shared a bed with anyone since he was a child, and even if anyone wanted to share a bed with him, he had to ask for his approval, and then the other party had to go through the baptism of the ninety-nine eighty-one purification circle before he was barely allowed to make a bunk on the side of his feet.

How could Qiao Xitan kick his nose in the face like this, it was already his kindness to be allowed to serve him, and now he still wants to sleep with him!

How unreasonable!

The cheeks of the hanging breath bulged, and the tips of the ears became red, as if he had thought of something that he shouldn't have thought of, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his cheeks slowly turned red.

Qiao Xitan was washing and chopping vegetables, and he didn't notice the slight change, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he just acquiesced.

"Open the meal!" Qiao Xitan took into account that Xuanwei was growing her body, and bought some meat ruthlessly, and at this time, a vegetarian and a meat were served on the table, and the fragrance immediately hooked out the gluttonous worms in the stomachs of the two of them.

After all, Xuan Wei took away the body of the human race, and no matter how much he disliked the food in the human world, he had to eat if it was not worthy of his identity.

What's more, the two dishes in front of you at this time are not fragrant.

"I'll send you to the academy tomorrow." Qiao Xitan didn't expect to read and take the imperial examination, but only hoped to have a place like a nursery school, and at the same time teach him to recognize Braille.

She has no experience as a mother, and she is afraid that Xuanwei will become illiterate if she follows her, so even if sending him to study is a big expense, Qiao Xitan gritted her teeth and had to spend this money.

As for what he wants to do when he grows up, then let's talk about it then.

Qiao Xitan looked at the expressionless little face with burning eyes, "It's decided." ”

Hangwei: "......"

Why? Why does this person repeatedly make his own claims!

He doesn't bother to learn Terran stuff!

However, before Hangwei could open his mouth to refuse, he saw Qiao Xitan clipping a piece of chopsticks and stuffing it into his mouth.

Hanging Wei subconsciously frowned, wanting to spit out the meat, but as soon as the tip of his tongue touched the piece of meat, he was reluctant to spit it out.

Fragrant...... It's really fragrant.

The uncle and sister-in-law who had eaten a meal were happy, and Qiao Xitan explained that he was boiling water slightly, so he took out the potato that he met by chance in the mountains, cut it into pieces, and planted the potato rhizome in a place in the yard where the sun could shine.

"What do you do?" Hanging Wei carried Qiao Xitan on his back and lit a fire with spiritual power, turned his head and saw her squatting in the corner of the wall digging pit, he couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously walked over.

The Terrans just don't like to be clean, and they dig the soil.

"Secret." Qiao Xitan turned around and took advantage of the slight unpreparedness, reached out and pinched his fleshy little face, "Let's go, eat sugar." ”

You dare to touch me without washing your hands!

Hanging a slight knot, almost recited by the little mud left on his cheeks, fortunately, Qiao Xitan still had a little conscience, and immediately took a quick handkerchief to wipe the mud on his face for him, Hanging Wei felt better, and decided not to worry about her.

The two washed up separately and finally sat down together on the bed in the main room.

Hanging Wei turned his back to Qiao Xitan a little uncomfortably, and was thinking about whether to meditate for a night, when a big hand came in front of him, took him to the bed, and wrapped him in a quilt.

"Want to listen to bedtime stories?" Qiao Xitan's movements were very neat, and the person was about to lie down, and the lamp was blown by her.

"What is a bedtime story?" Hanging Wei asked subconsciously, glanced sideways at Qiao Xitan who was lying next to him, and surprisingly found that he did not resist lying with her.

Although this person is not fragrant, there is always a faint smoke that makes him feel at ease, and her soft but cheerful voice always makes Hangwei feel that she is being coaxed and flattered by her.

Qiao Xitan cleared her throat, softened her voice, and told a ghost story.

Hangwei: "......"

He's really thinking too much......

Suddenly a knocking sound came from the stairs, Xiao Ming, who was lying on the bed, was startled, and was about to cover his head with the quilt, but he couldn't help but think of the strange man's words, and told him to lie down under the bed when he heard the strange sound...... "Qiao Xitan likes to listen to ghost stories the most, and the more scared he is, the more he wants to listen to them, and he has an unknown number of small jokes in his head."

Xuan Weida opened a pair of eyes, and swallowed his saliva inexplicably nervously, "Ghosts generally can't escape from the underworld, this one should be able to escape by buying off the impermanence of the soul, Xiao Ming should be returning to the west." ”

He made up his mind, and although he didn't feel afraid of this eerie ghost, he had goosebumps on his arms for no reason.

Seeing that Qiao Xitan was hanging his appetite slowly and didn't speak, he subconsciously opened his mouth to urge, "And then?" ”

Xuan Wei followed the side to look at Qiao Xitan, and saw that in the dark, the man had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Hangwei: "......"

He sighed, resisted the urge to wake up Qiao Xitan, and slowly closed his eyes, but his mind was full of the ghost story that Qiao Xitan told without an ending, so in the dark, a chubby little hand slowly reached out to Qiao Xitan and gently grabbed her sleeve.

In the early morning of the second day, Qiao Xitan took a bag of bunches and sent Xuan Wei into a small academy not far from their home.

The master of the academy was a white-bearded old man in his fifties, who was kind and kind-eyed, and he did not receive much restraint, a bucket of rice, a handful of salt, and a bag of tobacco leaves were enough.

These things were all bought in advance after Qiao Xitan inquired.

So after Hang Wei gave Sang Fuzi tea, he officially entered the master's door.

"How old are you?" Seeing that Hang Wei looked beautiful, Sang Fuzi couldn't help but smile and touched his head.

Hanging slightly but coldly turned his head, and snorted unhappily, "Chitose has more than ......"

Qiao Xitan saw that his words were wrong, and immediately reached out to cover his mouth, and smiled apologetically at Sang Fuzi, "He has heard too many strange stories recently, and he is a little stunned, and it is estimated that he regards himself as a thousand-year-old immortal fruit, don't be surprised!" ”

What is more than a thousand years old, is Wang Bacheng fine!

Do normal children talk like that?

Qiao Xitan secretly patted Hanging Wei's little buttocks and warned him not to talk nonsense again.

Xuan Wei rolled his eyes and glared at her, warning himself that killing people would create killing karma, so he resisted the urge to chop Qiao Xitan's hands.

"It's okay, this kid is interesting, let's go, follow me in and meet the brothers who know you." Sang Fuzi waved his hand absently, reached out and gently pushed Xuanwei's back, and nodded to Qiao Xitan.

Qiao Xitan was like an old mother who sent her children to school for the first time, looking at the back of the hanging micro, until he disappeared around the corner, and then turned around and walked out of the academy.

And Xuan Wei followed Sang Fuzi to the depths of the academy with an unhappy face, until he heard the sound of reading inside, then he turned his head to look behind him, and lowered his eyelids slightly.