not a monster

Chapter 15 The Last Summer
This year's summer feels a little earlier than in previous years. After every spring rain, the day gets a little hotter. It always feels like just after the New Year, and it's the day when you will sweat just looking at the sun-baked streets.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun slanted westward.

The fan on the second floor is spinning slowly, and the wind blowing can only create a 'non-hot enchantment' that envelopes one person. Occasionally, a natural wind blows in from the balcony, and the balcony curtains are disturbed. The light sprinkled into the living room changes with the disturbance of the curtains. It flickered brightly and dimly, just as a dull orange light climbed up the face of a certain boy on the sofa, and then slid down with the disturbance of the curtain, repeated several times, like a huge goldfish swimming around him.

The calendar hanging on the wall occasionally turned pages and fell again, and the wind chimes tied to the balcony kept rising for a long time.

Feng unreasonably looked at the balcony, the old residential house opposite the old street was dazzled by the sun, the sky was clear, and the cicadas rang out for a long time.

The weather that zombies don't want to go out at home.

The balcony faces the street, and the voices below are noisy. The old street residents fan the big sunflower fans and chat, the children in twos and threes talk from small to loud and gradually go away, the sound of the tofu flower seller's shouts lingers, mixed with a few dog barks and scolding dogs. Angrily, someone passed by on a bicycle, the bell rang crisply, and the sound could float far away.

Until the last sound of the cicadas disappeared in the summer afternoon, the wind was gone, the calendars and wind chimes fell, the balcony curtains did not move, as if it was not the same as the flowery branches just now, the world was so quiet that only TV cartoons and fans whirled, and it always felt like another A bit hot.

He was sitting quietly on the sofa on the second floor, holding the remote control in his hand, watching TV intently. Recently, Wang Xilou planned to go through the admission procedures for him.

Said that he planned to send him to kindergarten for one year, and he could go to the first grade next year.

Feng unreasonably suspected that it was because he was fighting with her to watch TV.

Now that I can watch TV, I gave her a leg beating all morning in exchange for it.

Ye Ji beside him despised him.

What can the wind do?He was weak and helpless.

Wang Xilou has no humanity.

Wang Xilou likes to watch costume dramas, and every time she watches a costume drama, she always scolds beside him, but there is a look in her eyes that she can't understand; she likes listening to operas, and she hums to herself. He thinks Wang Xilou hums better than TV. She also likes to watch TV commercials, so she sneaked back to her room several times to call and ask, she said that she actually prefers listening to the radio, but the radio that was many years ago was broken, and she would not be able to repair it.

Feng Wuli thinks that Wang Xilou is a very old-fashioned person, who is obviously full of youth from a city girl, but the things she likes are very out of date, and she feels like she is going to be out of breath.

That day, when Liu Xiaoxiao came to play with him, they found out that the computer at home was not connected to the Internet. Feng Wuli asked Wang Xilou what the Internet was. She scratched her head and muttered, "I don't know what the old king...", from laughing With a smile on his face, the Internet seems to be the correct use of a computer, but Wang Xilou sneered and said that he wouldn't know how to do it, and that the computer was bought after everyone else had done it. At that moment, the wind felt unreasonable. The times are obsolete.

Everything has a shelf life, fruit has a shelf life, and canned dace has a shelf life. The shelf life of Wang Xilou was 800 years ago.

Feng Wuli listened to Wang Xilou, who was singing folk songs in a tone that was different from the current Chinese, and saw her humming and holding a plate of watermelons coming up the stairs.

Brain first.

Then the body.

Finally, all the long legs of Bai Huahua appeared from the stairs.

Take brisk but perhaps not very smart steps.

The gray cotton shorts of the home style on the lower body and the cool white suspenders on the upper body are the clothes that are closest to her era. She casually flips her slippers and sits beside him.

Obviously the sofa is so big, she wants to squeeze herself away.

Like the crows in the village, Wang Xilou likes to be idle and bears humiliation unreasonably for the sake of fruit.

"Pleasant, please slow down, Boiling, push Pleasant."

Wang Xilou suddenly turned his head to watch TV, and found that it was a normal picture. He turned his head back and said to the wind blankly: "What cartoons are you watching, turn the tables and turn the tables."

The wind unreasonably pressed the remote control.

"Wencai, hurry up and prepare glutinous rice, black dog blood, and buy it before dark."

"Master wants to eat sticky rice."

"What glutinous rice to eat, let's go quickly!"

The show is a Hong Kong movie that has been hot for many years. In it, an uncle with a straight eyebrow and a yellow coat is preparing to open the altar to fight zombies.

Wang Xilou's face darkened.

"What? Want to learn some tricks to deal with Master?"

"Can the zombies in this zombie movie compare to me? Are you afraid of sticky rice, what kind of garbage?"

"It looks so ugly!"

Feng Wuli didn't give it to her. He beat his leg all morning in exchange for what he wanted to see.

She began to criticize TV commentary.

"Wang Xilou, I don't want to go to school." He tried to make his own voice.

Wang Xilou looked at his bun-like face. She had no parenting experience and didn't know how to persuade her. She crossed her legs on the sofa and said, "Why don't you go to school?"

It's just that I simply don't want to go, it's too self-willed to say this, the wind is unreasonable and I can't say it.

"Now, it's a good time, everyone can go to school, everyone is like this, and going to school can make a lot of new friends."

He shook his head and said, "I only have Wang Xilou."

It is easy for a child to say what an adult is hesitating and hesitating. He expresses his emotions in a straightforward way, but his tone is plain but natural. He just expresses what he thinks, and does not need others to guess.

Wang Xilou grinned, pulled him over, and wrapped one hand around the little guy's neck: "Master is master, friends are friends, people, people need friends."

"Does Wang Xilou have any friends?"

"..."

This little apprentice is really annoying!

"Yes, yes." Wang Xilou stiffened his neck.

"Why haven't I seen it."

"I'll take you to meet me when I have time, I can't even count!"

"I don't need friends."

"What about Xiaoxiao? What about Ye Ji? Aren't Ye Ji and Xiaoxiao your friends?"

"..."

Does it count?

Forget it.

Needless to say, Ye Ji is always proud of her mouth, but she is actually an awkward and arrogant cat.

Liu Xiao's family lived nearby, and that little girl had come to play with him frequently since that day. Even if she didn't take care of others, Liu Xiao's enthusiasm was always high, and her big eyes were brighter than the stars.

"Those two are enough."

"Not enough."

Wang Xilou was cold, and the heat wave was gone all of a sudden. The two masters and disciples were sitting on the sofa watching zombie movies. He quietly listened to Wang Xilou and continued.

"As a teacher, I will give you the first task of the teacher's door, make enough friends, and when you finish it, just..." She was still thinking, and her brows were relieved: "How about taking you to the amusement park? ?"

"Amusement park?" Feng Wuli was a little dazed.

"It's a place to have fun, with roller coasters, merry-go-rounds, and pirate ships."

"Wangxilou want to go to the amusement park?"

Wang Xilou's ecstatic face collapsed: "What do I want to go to, it's a place to play with children. Master is not for you, let you have a happy childhood!"

Feng Wuli found out that Wang Xilou wanted to go to the amusement park, but because all the children went there, he was too embarrassed to go alone.

Although he has a quiet temperament, he is very observant, especially Wang Xilou.

There was only one problem with him.

"I've made a hundred friends, will Wang Xilou be happy?"

Wang Xilou was stunned for a moment, with a slight smile on his eyebrows, and nodded: "Yes."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)