This valley seems to have been forgotten, for thousands of years, the peach tree spirit has been too lazy to sleep every day, and the birds and birds are too lazy to howl and curse when they on it.

Xiaozhi paced in the back mountain all morning, was rubbing his neck and preparing to go back for lunch, before he reached the edge of the bamboo forest, he saw the mallet humming, shaking his head and running over, his fur was black and shiny in the lingering autumn rain. The mallet will be afraid that it has just gotten up from its kennel, and it will panic and run back to the mountains to find red beans and fruits.

The so-called red bean fruit, but more than one circle larger than the red bean, at least as big as a wild apple, it grows red, very festive, Baitang gave it the name "red bean fruit", although it and the bean is not at all compatible.

However, this festive red bean fruit is not so easy to eat, although it bears fruit all year round, and the yield is extremely high, and it can hang a low shrub, but it only grows on the edge of the cliff of this back mountain, and does not grow leaves and flowers, and the black charcoal-like branches are covered with spikes like steel needles, and the cold light pierces those who want to pick the fruit in vain.

Of course, the villains live in this valley.

No one can refuse the delicacy of red bean fruit, and the mallet loves and hates it, and every time it comes back from a gluttonous meal, the mouth can be swollen for half a month. Even their unreliable master, every time he went out, he had to order Xiao Peng to pick a few and put them in his sleeve pocket to take them away. Every time Xiao Peng's ten fingers were dripping with blood and grinning in pain, the master would take his hand and wipe it gently with a white handkerchief, his eyes full of pity.

Xiaozhi shouted a mallet, and the mallet rubbed the hem of her skirt, licked her palm, and went towards the red bean fruit with a resolute face. Xiaozhi shook off the hara on his hand, washed his hands with the rain on the bamboo leaves, and was impressed by the spirit of the mallet that was not afraid of pain in order to eat.

Xiao Peng caught a few fish, strung them together with a straw rope, held them in one hand, and as soon as the other hand pushed open the courtyard door, Xiao Hei jumped into his arms like an arrow, staring at the fish in his hand that had no will to survive. As soon as the taro ran out of the chicken coop, he saw this scene, and the dissatisfied yard fluttered.

Xiao Peng untied the straw rope, threw a fish to Xiao Hei, and took the rest to the kitchen. Opened the door curtain and saw Bai Tang rolling his sleeves and kneading dough in front of the board.

"Come back, go help light the fire. Bai Tang glanced at Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng snorted, his mood was not very high.

Bai Tang glanced at the fish that was placed on the board again, and said: "Don't think that my cake is not delicious, this year there is a lot of rain, the harvest in the field is not good, and in winter, I am afraid that I will not even be able to eat a little crust." Open meat every day, and you will be tired of it. ”

Xiao Peng was about to speak, but the twig lifted the curtain and entered, and a damp cold wind swept in, and when the curtain fell, it disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Peng glanced at Xiao Zhi, pursed his lips, and did not speak again.

"Hey, there's fish to eat today. Xiaozhi's eyes were nailed to the fat fish, and he sighed: "The mallet shouldn't be hungry today, and I'll regret it when I come back." ”

Bai Tang's hand kneading the dough paused, and suddenly smashed the dough on the board, banged, and said angrily: "Eat bread today, and give Xiao Hei all the fish to eat." ”

Twig: "......"

Peng: "......"

Thinking that his hard work over the years was ignored by them like this, Bai Tang's heart was depressed, his nose was sour, and his eyes were red.

Xiao Hei seemed to hear the call, the cat bent in from under the curtain, jumped up and down on the board, looked at the fish that were still writhing, his eyes glowed green, and he meowed from his throat, as if telling everyone: "I'm going to eat!"

Bai Tang pushed Xiao Hei away again, and scolded: "Go away, go away, I know that I sleep lazy every day, and I still want to eat fish, this is what we eat." I didn't look at the sisters and brothers, I ran out as if I was running out with the fish open the curtain open, and was blown by the cold wind outside the house, sniffed, and said loudly: "Don't go and move Chai He to the porch, grill the fish at noon." ”

Xiao Zhi hugged Xiao Hei and comforted him for a while, and then tore a large piece of burnt fish tail for it, and Xiao Hei finally stopped meowing and howling.

Bai Tang still had a cold face, silent, focusing on grilling fish, and didn't seem to be angry. He was extremely embarrassed in his heart, where did he have time to be angry, and now he was really embarrassed to be thrown to his hometown.

Xiao Peng's mood was not high, and he threw dry wood into the fire with a bitter face.

Xiaozhi looked at this one, and then at that, and sighed in his heart, if the master should be so good, everyone would definitely be happy. Master is not a picky eater, he will definitely praise the deliciousness of the cakes made by Bai Tang, even if Xiao Peng goes to the back mountain to pick red beans and fruits, he can't bear to see it, he is also happy in his heart.

Just thinking about the red bean fruit, the mallet limped back, the mouth was really swollen, stretching out the red and swollen tongue and humming, the corners of the mouth were still dripping red liquid, fainting in the rain, I don't know if it was the juice of the red bean fruit or the mouth was punctured and bleeding, with tears in the eyes, looking at the three people who grilled fish under the porch aggrievedly.

Twig really wanted to throw a fish that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside to comfort it, but unfortunately it couldn't eat now......

Xiao Peng looked at the embarrassment of the mallet, but he was stunned, a thought flashed in his mind, the strength of his whole body seemed to be taken away, his face was instantly pale, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Bai Tang saw his strange appearance, and he didn't put on a face, he poked him with a stick of grilled fish, and before he could ask, Xiao Peng jumped up in shock, and the wind blew the flames wildly.

Realizing his gaffe, Xiao Peng snorted: "I, I'm full, I'll go to the ferry to wait for Master." After speaking, he didn't care about Bai Tang and Xiaozhi's surprised eyes, turned around and ran into the rain as if fleeing.

"Did he eat? Why is he full?"

"He didn't wear a hat, did he?"

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