Long Jiale

The little white snake used its thin, thin tail to carry a basket that was countless times larger than its body, and slowly walked on the ground. When it entered the door, it made a slight sound from its mouth to remind Xue Zhenqing that he was back.

"Xiaobai? Xiaobai?" Xue Zhenqing moved away from the computer chair and exited the game. Suddenly, the sound of the game in the room disappeared, and it suddenly became extremely quiet. Therefore, those rustling sounds also changed. become more and more obvious.

Xue Zhenqing, who had excellent hearing, realized that the movement of the little white snake was different this time when he came back. Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't take it seriously.

There was an indistinct aroma of meat and vegetables in the air, it was so strange and compelling that the greedy worms in Xue Zhenqing's stomach burst out to make trouble.

Xue Zhenqing thought, it must be that Jixiang is cooking up something delicious again.

But this taste?It smells a bit like chicken, and it's very fragrant.Speaking of which, although he plays the game of eating chicken every day, he doesn't usually get such a precious thing as chicken in Qingquan Village.

Boss Shen's fish, duck, bamboo and rat meat can be eaten casually, but what about his chicken?That is something that outsiders must never touch.

Because the boss's family has a little vixen who protects chickens like his life.

Who can snatch a chicken from a fox's mouth?That's still a fox with a background.

And he is also a fox who can "herd chickens". Every time he thinks of this, Xue Zhenqing can't laugh or cry, especially when he saw that fox and snake herding chickens in order to make the little white snake shed tears and heal Zidie. Almost dropped his jaw to the ground.

Xue Zhenqing tried his best to brainwash himself, and he had to be more mindful. For their group of little goblins with strange brain circuits, they could do anything.

"Xiaobai? Huh?" Just as Xue Zhenqing was thinking wildly, he accidentally discovered why the little white snake hadn't swam in yet.

In the past, after hearing the voice of the little white snake deliberately reminding him to come back, he could soon see that long, white and soft little guy emerging from the ground.

Why is it gone now?

Xue Zhenqing took a sip of warm water, and took the initiative to walk towards the door. There was a louder rustling sound from the door, which seemed to be the sound of paper being torn.

When he walked to the side of the shoe rack, he happened to see a small basket, and he was desperately trying to get under a wicker chair, because the basket was larger than what could be accommodated under the little wicker chair, so he couldn't get through, so he got stuck outside .

A small white-striped rope snake was pulling the small basket, trying to pass through the wicker chair.

Xue Zhenqing: "..."

When the little white snake came home before, it may be because of its shy nature, or because they snakes never like to walk on the broad floor avenues, and prefer to walk along remote and dark corners, obviously they can walk through the middle of the floor. When they walked into the hall, they didn't want to take the usual way.

For example, when the little white snake comes home, it also likes to swim around in various small corners. It wants to climb up the shoe box, go under the chair, and wrap its tail playfully around the leg of the chair. The little head popped out of the chair and looked around...

But today, this little white snake with a single-brained head and a particularly shabby head is dragging a large basket by its tail. This snake has become a "big snail", and it is really speechless to drill into these corners. Choke.

"Xiaobai? What are you doing?" Xue Zhenqing went to the chair and squatted down, asking the little white snake who was still struggling with the rattan chair.

The little white snake had lowered its head and was still seriously fighting against the chair slump, when it suddenly heard Xue Zhenqing's voice, it almost startled the snake itself, its tail became less agile, and almost missed the hook That basket full of chicken.

"What are you pretending to be? Eggs?" Xue Zhenqing knew that the little white snake was recently helping the little vixen grow flowers and earned a lot of eggs every day. This little white snake also had a different from "other snake". Little hobby, I like to sleep in egg liquid.

Recently, I got a huge sum of money, and I live a happy snake life like a human tyrant "Wine Pond Meat Forest" every day.

Little White Snake tried his best to control the tip of his little tail and protect the contents of the basket. His little head retreated from the front of the chair. Because Xue Zhenqing came over, he no longer fought against the broken chair.

He controlled the basket with the tip of his tail, raised his head and glanced at the extremely tall Xue Zhenqing standing in front of him, and felt joy in his heart. He immediately thought of the basket of chicken in the tip of his tail, borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and put the basket on the ground. Pushed it with the tip of the cute little tail, and pushed it to Xue Zhenqing's feet.

He shrieked a few times in embarrassment.

It means for you.

The round red bean eyes became very uncomfortable, turned to look to the side, but did not want to look at Xue Zhenqing again, but still remembered to remind the other party that the things in the basket are for you.

The tip of the little white snake's tail poked on the basket once, and then poked again, the whole snow-white body was unnaturally covered with a layer of cherry blossom powder.

When the light is bright at noon, the changes on his body are particularly conspicuous.

Xue Zhenqing curiously opened the small bamboo basket with the lid, and found that the lid hadn't been opened yet, and he could smell a faint aroma of food, which was exactly the fragrant vegetable aroma he had just smelt while sitting on the chair.

Smelling this strange strong fragrance, his stomach growled uncontrollably.

Xue Zhenqing lifted the lid and took a look, and found that there was a four-in-one meat dish inside, which seemed to be all chicken, including chicken with mushrooms, white-cut chicken and yellow-braised chicken, and a Kung Pao chicken.In addition to this meat dish, there is also a big bowl of solid white rice.

After being tossed and drifted by the tip of the little white snake's tail, the food in the basket is still intact and has not been spilled, because Shen Zhoucheng had already thought of this when he put the food on the plate, and put black ink on the food basket. The technology-like seal allows the little white snake to scurry upside down, and the things in the basket will not be affected in any way.

Unless the lid of the basket is lifted voluntarily.

Xue Zhenqing thought to himself that this is really black technology.

"Wow, is this chicken? What a good day today, why can I still have chicken? You gave it to me?..." Xue Zhenqing curiously asked about the details of the little white snake, to find out where this little guy came from Such a big basket of chicken.

One look at the appearance of this chicken, and you will know that it is the batch of chickens raised by Boss Shen on the mountain, and when you smell the aroma of this chicken, you will know that it is from the handicraft of 660 six-year-old otaku chef Ji Xiang. You don’t need to taste it, just smell it From the overflowing aroma at the tip of the nose, one can imagine how delicious these chicken dishes are.

Especially the shiitake chicken, the color is very beautiful, the fragrant juice covers the delicious small pieces of chicken, the chicken is neither dry nor greasy, everything is just right, the sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms are covered Around the diced chicken, they are surrounded by a light yellow clear soup. The unique aroma of shiitake mushrooms and the freshness of chicken are mixed together, which is really exciting to the taste buds.

There is also that white-cut chicken, which has a light yellow and fresh color. Compared with the other dishes, it looks a little bland on the outside, but Xue Zhenqing knows that the inside is definitely not the case, and he can't help pinching a piece. A good white-cut chicken, after taking a bite, I was already immersed in the deliciousness, and I was stunned for a few seconds, and I couldn't think of anything else.

Until the little white snake tried desperately to attract his attention.

Only then did Xue Zhenqing turn his attention to the little white snake again.

The little white snake shakes its small body, its tail is variously dotted, and all kinds of silks are added, which means that he is talking about a snake, and the little white snake understands what he means. He is very happy to tell Xue Zhenqing that he is a snake today. , was stuffed with chicken by Jiuweihu in various ways, but he, a snake, doesn't like chicken, so he will give the chicken to you! !

When the little white snake expressed this, the little tail was very messy, as if asking for credit from Xue Zhenqing.

Xue Zhenqing scratched his head, because his language learning talent is not good, he is a scumbag in college, his Chinese is only barely [-] in the usual exams, and he has failed English for many years, let alone snake language.

I dont understand.

Although he couldn't understand, he had been with Little White Snake for a while, and he could still understand some of the other's basic body language, such as, hungry, thirsty, tired of staying in a teacup, wanting to bask in the sun...

This shy little white snake also likes to be coquettish, the more coquettish it is, the more it likes to wag the tip of its tail.

Xue Zhenqing stared at its swaying little tail, trying to understand the meaning. He could feel that the little white snake was very excited and happy at this time. Besides, he still couldn't understand how these chickens were the little white snake. Got it.

Little White Snake: "..."

After fluttering its tail for a long time, exhausted, the whole snake collapsed on the floor. Seeing that Xue Zhenqing still couldn't understand what he meant, all kinds of small grievances filled his small red eyes.

It started to drop water crazily.

The tears of the little white snake always cry when it says so.

Xue Zhenqing hugged the little white snake on the ground with salted fish in his arms, and comforted the little white snake at a loss. His fingers stroked the ice-cold body of the snake. The body temperature of the snake is always cold, but the little white snake But he likes to be close to Xue Zhenqing, to draw warmth from his body.

Xue Zhenqing pointed the little white snake's round head with his fingers, and comforted it gently, "Don't cry, thank you, you have worked hard to bring up this basket of vegetables, are you tired?"

After coaxing for a long time, I finally coaxed the little white snake that was dropping water drops crazily. The little white snake happily left Xue Zhenqing's palm—every time this guy cried, his spirit would be even more uplifting.

The little white snake continued to push the basket with the tip of its tail, the meaning was very simple, "I'll give it to you to eat."

Xue Zhenqing didn't worry about anything else anymore, and sincerely said thank you.

He looked down at the palm of his hand, there were still some tears from the little white snake, and there was also a puddle of tears from the little white snake on the floor.

Xue Zhenqing: "..."

Oops, I forgot to pick up a cup.

If that ginseng spirit finds out, he must be scolded for being reckless.