Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"Shen Zhihuai, don't worry."

Si Mo bit his lips gently, his eyes firm, "I will be responsible for you to the end."

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[Master, you are talking like an old top. Shouldn't the Lord God be the one to say this? ]

Benben rolled around in boredom in the small dark room in his sea of ​​consciousness. Although he couldn’t see,... the fox master forgot to block his auditory system.

?^? ? ?^?

Shen Zhihuai is nineteen years old, younger than me, and I am his first love.

【Ah, then pinch? 】

Si Mo faked a smile and reminded him: Nineteen years old, which is the age when it is easy to be deceived.

【! ! ! 】

[I understand, I understand! Master, you still have evil intentions... I mean, you still want to be the general and consolidate your throne? ]

Fortunately, Benben stopped talking in time, otherwise the small garden in the villa that he had just recovered would be in danger again!

Shen Zhihuai also felt that his words were a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. After resting for a while, he blocked Si Mo's lips again.

Considering the environment, I didn't go to the end.

But in the end, both of them had red faces and ears, and Shen Zhihuai even forgot to pay attention to the time, and couldn't fall asleep until he heard the rooster crowing.

……

Shen's father woke up first in the morning. As usual, he went downstairs after giving a few instructions. He prepared all the ingredients and placed them next to the stove. When the water boiled, he asked Shen Zhihuai to cook.

Si Mo took over the task of making the fire, insisting that he wanted to learn how to cook. Just before the smoke was about to choke him to death, Shen Zhihuai came to his rescue and pushed his shoulder to force him to leave: "Just say you are a spoiled young master..."

"So I'll do this kind of work. Just wait for the food." He was stunned after saying that. Since when did the teasing words completely change their meaning? It was true that he was spoiled, and it was also true that Shen Zhihuai wanted to take the initiative to take care of Si Mo.

It's not indulgence, it's pampering.

"I can learn it, really!" Si Zhiqing was annoyed. Could it be that no matter what happened in heaven or on earth, he would never be able to overcome this shortcoming? !

[Master, even gods have to know how to 'accept their fate'. Besides, it won't matter to you. It's enough for you to be good at it. Only two people who complement each other can last a long time~]

Benben blinked his little eyes and winked playfully.

Si Mo snorted coldly: You actually enjoy watching it.

I don't know what a certain wolf has been doing recently. He has a lot of free time and his ridicule is as good as that of a life mentor!

The fox god rolled his eyes and came up with a rather 'evil' idea.

……

On the way to the gathering point for educated youth, we saw a group of people from a distance. Village chief Wang was surrounded in the center and looked unhappy, as if he was waiting for something.

"Village head, Si Zhiqing and his group...are here."

I don't know who spoke, but the two figures not far away suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Zhihuai, Si Zhiqing, you are here."

"Last night...I have something to tell you."

"What's going on?" Shen Zhihuai stood in front of Si Mo, and when he heard that it was actually related to him, he raised his eyebrows imperceptibly. Si Mo had a bad premonition in his heart.

Village Chief Wang dodged his gaze and twisted his hands together, obviously hesitating. Finally, he lowered his voice and said, "Someone died in our village last night."

As soon as Village Chief Wang said this, he suddenly felt the atmosphere around him become depressing.

In the rural villages, elderly people often died. The family held a funeral, made a coffin, and buried the person in the back mountain. The people of Shiqiao Village would at most send off the deceased and have a feast. It was rare that they would disturb the village head's family and the educated youth who went to the countryside.

"?" Shen Zhihuai's expression also became serious at this moment. In fact, he probably had a candidate in mind: "Whose family? Is it related to me and Si Zhiqing?"

"The Zhou family, but they are not his family. They are... the educated youth Wu who is staying at their house, Wu Hao." After thinking it over again and again, Village Chief Wang finally said the name: "It's the... the educated youth who quarreled with you yesterday."

"Didn't Xiaobai bite his arm yesterday? He was fine when he got home, but who knew that after one night, he would..."

Village chief Wang didn't say anything else after that, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, he only mentioned the incident of Wu Hao being bitten by a dog yesterday, as if he had immediately blamed the crime on an animal.

But everyone knows that it is not that simple. If a dog gets into trouble, the blame will ultimately be on the owner.

On the surface, the educated youth died in Shiqiao Village while working in the countryside, but when you look into it, it turns out to be the Shen family's business.

"Village Chief Wang, what do you mean? Are you saying that our family is responsible for Wu Hao's life?" After Shen Zhihuai finished speaking, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his face turned cold and his fists were clenched, as if he was enduring something.

"Zhihuai, you are...harming me. It's not that serious." The flesh on Village Chief Wang's face trembled. It was not known whether he was frightened or not. Before he could think of what to say, his son took over the conversation.

"Shen Zhihuai! Why are you so arrogant? Who are you trying to scare?!" Wang Yong frowned and rolled up his sleeves as he walked forward, looking ready to fight: "Now I'm telling you something like this."

"The educated youth were originally sent here to do voluntary farm work. No one could have expected an accident to happen. Anyway, we have decided to bury Wu Hao at the back of the mountain."

"We have already asked the educated youth to write a letter to his family to inform them, but after all, this incident was caused by your dog. You should at least pay some money for the burial and mailing, right?"

"Eighty yuan, that's it." Wang Yong stretched out his hands and gestured a number.

"What are you farting?"

"You!" Wang Yong's eyes widened. He didn't expect Shen Zhihuai to be so shameless. He was still so arrogant even after causing a death. He hated him like this the most!

Shen Zhihuai sneered, his eyelids full of disdain: "You are not even worth eighty yuan even if you die. Can you think twice before asking for money? Aren't you afraid of getting your tongue hurt?"

In that era, an ordinary family could afford twenty or thirty yuan and was considered well-off, especially in the countryside, a small place slightly backward from the capital and towns, where expenses were not high.

The Shen family's house is a bit bigger, but they have a large family. Although their conditions are better than most families in the village, it is still not a small amount to ask for a hundred or eighty yuan at once.

"Zhihuai, kid, how can you talk like that!" Village chief Wang's face was not looking good. If he was not forced to do so, he would definitely not want to offend the Shen family. But Shen Zhihuai was a junior after all, and his own people were still here, but he actually insulted his own son so unreasonably.

But Wang Yong was indeed wrong in this matter. The amount they had agreed on in the morning was 40 yuan. Maybe he was provoked and angry just now, so he asked for a lot more.