Chapter 33: The Black Panther and the Boy (23)
During this time, the village organized the clansmen to go up the mountain together every day, but how much they could gain in the mountains was based on their own abilities.
Liu Kongqing is not the youngest of the clansmen who entered the mountain, but he is the most desperate among his peers.
It stands to reason that he is the only one in his family, and he belongs to the kind of "one person eats enough for the whole family and is not hungry", plus there are two stones (one stone = 120 catties) of corn given by the clan, and some pine towers, wild walnuts, chestnuts and other things can be drawn casually into the mountains, just enough to eat.
But this is not counting the premise of squeamish Bao Changsheng.
Liu Kongqing naturally couldn't forget Changsheng, it was precisely because he knew that Changsheng liked to eat these dried fruit snacks, so he went home one by one.
In addition to dried fruits, he also picked many wild fruits, which could be kept in the cellar for a while.
No matter how bad it is, he can learn to make jam.
In the past, his grandmother used to make jam and fruit wine every autumn.
It's just that he remembers that he needs sugar to make jam, and sugar is too expensive.
It's really sad that you have money but can't spend it.
However, this did not delay him from picking fruits, and he was so busy that he forgot his birthday.
But Changsheng remembers.
The day before the child's birthday, Changsheng did not leave until the evening.
This is really the first time for Liu Kongqing, and he is a little overwhelmed with joy.
If it weren't for the fact that there was no new quilt at home, he would have wanted to change all the bedding on the kang to show his welcome and attention to Changsheng.
The child never asked Changsheng why she stayed, but discussed with Changsheng with great interest where she lived.
Of course, according to his thoughts, he must have wanted Changsheng to sleep with him, and it was still warm.
After all, the temperature is already minus 10 degrees Celsius tonight.
But Changsheng is not a real "cat" in the end, so he will not be so undisciplined.
The child could only make a nest for her with his padded jacket on the side of his pillow with an aggrieved face.
While doing it, he tried to correct the "mistake" of immortality.
"Do you really not sleep with me? I am very clean, even when I come to the village, I insist on taking a bath every five days and washing my hair every three days.
The quilt was freshly dried by me while the sun was still good, and the cotton wool was knocked loose and soft, and it was comfortable to cover. ”
Changsheng glanced at him, what is there to be proud of taking a bath once every five days, what did she say when she washed all day.
"When I first came to Liujia Village, my grandfather asked Aunt Ah Dong to help make it. Although it is thick to the touch, it has been worn for three years, and the cotton wool inside is all lumpy, and it is definitely uncomfortable for you to fall asleep.
You finally came to the house, and I let you sleep with this, I can't bear it. Changsheng, why don't you think about it again?"
Changsheng didn't bother to take care of him, so he simply got into the padded jacket and covered his ears with his paws, looking like "don't listen or don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures".
Seeing that Changsheng was still unmoved, Liu Kongqing sighed, "Forget it, if you don't come, you won't come." Come out, let's talk. ”
Changsheng peeked his little head out of his padded jacket and rested his chin on the child's pillow.
Not only did he take a shower tonight, but he also washed his hair, using a plant that resembled a honey locust, but it smelled better and had a fresh fragrance.
Changsheng sniffed, and decided to collect more of this thing when he had time, and then go back and ask the puppet maids to make some soap to use.
In fact, Liu Kongqing has nothing special to say to Changsheng, it is nothing more than how many pine towers, how many walnuts, how many wild fruits, as well as mushrooms and fungus have been collected recently...... It's like memorizing a purchase list.
But the emotions that he brought out between the lines were obviously with a show off, wanting Changsheng to praise him.
The child is so capable, Changsheng naturally does not hesitate to praise.
She patted the child's arm with her paws, but she couldn't take it back.
The child played with the plum pads on her paws and looked at the sharp nails.
Although the room was silent for a while, the atmosphere was very warm.
I don't know how long it took, but Changsheng was about to fall asleep anyway, when he suddenly heard the child whisper: "Changsheng, thank you for remembering it, and thank you for staying." ”
Since something happened at home, Liu Kongqing has never had a good birthday.
When grandma was still alive, she could cook him a bowl of fragrant longevity noodles.
Grandma went, grandpa's cooking skills were not as good as his, and the longevity point became boiled eggs, which were not cooked.
But even grandpa went, and he couldn't even eat raw boiled eggs.
How could he forget his birthday, Liu Kongqing deliberately ignored it, because no one would remember his birthday except himself.
But Liu Kongqing really didn't expect that no one remembered, but there was a kitten who remembered.
This feeling, it's really ...... I want to cry again.
Changsheng pretended not to see the child secretly wiping his tears, "meowed" a few times, and then pointed to the oil lamp on the kang table, depending on him blowing the wind.
It's late, it's time to sleep, and tomorrow she's got an even bigger surprise in store.
Well, I guess it's a surprise.
No, tomorrow morning, you must first make an appointment with the child for three chapters.
Liu Kongqing got up and blew out the lamp, and told Changsheng that if it was cold at night, he must come to his bed.
"You're so squeamish, but don't freeze. ”
Changsheng turned her head away, indicating that she was not ready to talk to him because she was squeamish.
The child smiled softly, "Changsheng, good night!"
......
When Changsheng opened his eyes, he found that one of his big heads was resting on the padded jacket that served as her nest, and she was about to be squeezed into the wall.
If it weren't for the quilt still covering the child, I'm afraid they would really want a quilt.
Doesn't it mean that in ancient times, everyone even had special rules for sleeping?
This sleeping position where his pillow is gone, I don't know if it was taught by his unreliable nurse.
The child was sleeping soundly, and it was still very dark outside, but Changsheng had already heard the big rooster in the village crowing, and it was estimated that it was four or five o'clock.
It's been a long time since I've slept at night, and I'm still a little uncomfortable.
Quietly jumping off the kang, Changsheng first took out the fragrant cake and chewed it and rinsed his mouth.
Then he threw a small Pei Yuan Dan into the water tank of the hall, and then entered the Westinghouse study.
This is already the fourth Xiao Pei Yuan Dan that Changsheng threw into the water tank, and the wear and tear and deficit of the child's body have finally been made up.
Although there is no guarantee that all diseases will not be born in the future, as long as the child does not die, some diseases such as colds, wind, and cold can be avoided.
Liu Kongqing sat up sleepily, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a "cat face", and he was a little dazed.
But in the next second, his eyes widened, he picked up the kitten and rubbed it with his face, and said with "surprise": "Changsheng, it turns out that you really lived at home last night, I thought I was dreaming." ”
Then his face changed, and his voice became low, "You don't have to accommodate me, although I also want you to stay with me all the time, but I am even more reluctant to let you be wronged."
As it is now, you come and stay with me once in a while, stay overnight, and let me sleep in my arms, and I will be content. ”
Changsheng looked at this drama spirit who was full of desire to perform early in the morning, with a black line on his face, and couldn't help but slap the paper on the side of his paw on his face.
Enough, you scheming boy.
And Liu Kongqing looked at the four words "Happy Birthday" on the paper that were stepped on little by little with the immortal little plum blossom mat, and only felt that his heart was sweeter than drinking honey.