[Onmyoji] Fengshen's dad's daily life

The next day, the dark clouds cleared and the sky cleared after the rain.

But the mood of Little Demon Fox and Little Tengu is not very clear. Today's breakfast is fine, it is sweet red dates, lotus seeds and millet porridge, but after breakfast, the exam will be due.And the lunch is very bad, the meat and vegetables are halved, and the bitter gourd and carrots are a big bowl!

The little Tiangou is not picky about food, so he doesn't think there is any problem, but the little demon fox eats it very painfully, with a wrinkled face and a bitter hatred, as if what he eats is not vegetables, but poison.

After lunch, the two cubs took a nap in the classroom, and they had to continue class in the afternoon. Huang and Yimulian were in the study room grading their exam papers.

The little demon fox is holding a bottle of sweet milk to drink, her delicate eyebrows are furrowed, and she always feels the taste of bitter melon and carrot in her mouth, which is very annoying!

The little tengu was lying on the pillow, holding the tip of the little fox's tail with one hand, rubbing it gently.

"Alas..." The little demon fox sighed after drinking the milk, his ears were drooping, and he was weak, "I still have to eat one, two, three, four, five...five meals of carrots and bitter melons, I don't want to eat them!"

The little tengu flapped its wings, and stuck its chubby face to the fox's tail, "Then I'll eat it for you, and I'll give you all the meat, okay?"

"Not good." The little demon fox directly refused, put the empty feeding bottle aside, and fell back on his pillow, "Even the sauce punished me for eating, I can't stop eating... oh, I hate bitter gourd and carrots oh oh oh Aww!!!"

The little demon fox roared childishly, waving its small arms and scratching in the air for a while, then put down its arms in a slump, and snorted: "Sleep! Sleep!"

The little tengu immediately let go of the fox's tail in his hand, got up and pushed his own pillow, and placed it side by side with the little demon fox, and then lay down and hugged the little demon fox's tail to sleep.

In the study room, Yimu Lian was correcting Little Tengu's paper, and Huang was correcting Little Demon Fox's.

Little Tengu's scroll is quite clean, and there are some words that he can't write, so he just leaves it blank. There are basically no wrong words, but there are some wrong answers.

The rolled noodles of the little demon fox are not as clean as those of the little tengu, and the words that cannot be written are not left blank. Instead, they dip their fingers in ink and press out a paw print in the shape of a plum blossom to replace it. Covered, there are several paw prints, large and small, on a paper, Huang thought he was answering the questions with the posture of a fox.

A paper was graded quickly, and the two little guys were above the passing line, and the score of the little demon fox was a little higher than that of the little tengu.Huang and Yimulian got together and compared the test papers of the two little guys, and quickly discovered the children's small problems.

Little Tengu can’t remember the name well. One of the multiple-choice questions asked who is the most powerful onmyoji among humans today. He chose Abe Hiroaki, and then filled in the blanks and asked about leading the eradication of monsters so that monsters and the human world can be separated now. Who is the onmyoji in the boundary, and he answered Yuan Mingya... Huang Zi thought that he had never mentioned these two names, so how could the little tengu memorize the names like this?

There is no big problem with the little demon fox, but he is not sensitive to numbers, half of the calculation questions are wrong, and the half of the calculations are right, maybe he is blind, and there is nothing he can do about it.

After finishing the paper, Yimulian raised his head and stretched his waist. The orange dragon lying next to him immediately raised his tail and patted him on the back, patting his back.

Huang turned his head and looked at the red dragon at his feet. The little red dragon was holding a fish-flavored molar stick and gnawing on it, and also looked at him with a puzzled expression on his face.What's the matter, do you want to take two bites too?

Huang clicked his tongue softly, pressed the red dragon's head, stood up and walked to the door, looking at the pattering rain outside, "It's raining again."

"Well, there's been a lot of rain these days." Yimulian put his hand on the table, resting his chin with one hand, enjoying the orange dragon's back beating with his eyes closed, "You can go back with Xiaotian when the rain stops. In the morning, the mountain on the opposite side collapsed, so it’s safer to stay here for the time being.”

"Yeah." Huang nodded, looking at a clump of wet roses outside, his eyes were a little empty.

Speaking of which... this period of time should be the rainy season, right?It will take about a month for the rain to stop.Huang pursed his lips and smiled slightly, leaning against the door frame with folded arms, his slender fingers bit by bit on his arms.It's still a long time before the end of the rainy season, and he doesn't plan to leave when the rain stops.

The rainy season is quite annoying, the rain is not very heavy, but it rains endlessly, the sky is always groggy, the air is humid and hot, and it feels as if the whole body's skin is covered with a thick layer of wet mud. It's refreshing Can't get up.

The little demon fox who had managed to survive eating bitter gourd for three consecutive days, hadn't felt the joy of eating a large portion of meat again, but was given a knowing blow by Mei Yutian.

The daily practice of sorcery was moved indoors, and the wind talisman was pasted around to prevent the room from being blown up by the demon force. The little demon fox held the folding fan and flung the wind blade at the wooden stake feebly.

The little tengu who finished his meditation in the corner opened his eyes, straightened his short legs, stretched his arms and lay back, sighing: "Oh."

The little demon fox didn't have the strength to continue practicing the wind blade, so he sat down with his folding fan in his arms, and let out a longer sigh with his ears drooped: "Ah——"

Little Tengu Gu Lulu rolled to the side of Little Demon Fox and hugged his tail, "I hate this kind of weather."

"I hate it too... don't hug me, I'm so hot!" The little demon fox shook off her tail, lay down too, then turned over and lay on her stomach, "I'm going to be moldy, I'm going to grow mushrooms, my tail It's so sticky it's about to grow moss..."

The little tengu squirmed its chubby body twice, and also lay on its stomach, "Are you hot?"

"Hot—" Little Demon Fox lay face down, complaining softly, "But I don't want to move... Why is it so hot even though it's raining..."

"Then I'll fan you." Little Tengu said, and began to flap his little wings.Although he hasn't grown hard feathers yet, and he can't fly with flapping wings at all, but these fluffy little wings can still fan out the wind, which is better than a fan.

He was often caught by Huang Jiang as a fan before.

The little demon fox hummed softly for a while, then lay still on its stomach.

On the other side, Yimulian was arranging for the little monsters to move the bedding into the warm room to bake.

The weather is too humid, and the bedding is damp. Even monsters may easily get sick if they are covered with such a quilt.Yimulian himself also hates this kind of humidity, so he specially set up a warm room to dry quilts. Although it is still not as good as the sun, it is worse than no drying.

The warm room was dry and hot, and I stood at the door with a single glance, watching the little monsters who are not afraid of the heat drying the quilt inside, and suddenly heard very slight footsteps, and when I turned around, I saw Huang walking away with a plate of something come over.

Because the weather was too hot and humid, Huang combed his long hair and tied it into a ponytail. There was a strand of black hair hanging on both sides of his face, which looked refreshing, beautiful but not feminine.

"Lian," he walked to Yimulian, and weighed the plate in his hand, "Shantong sent a basket of plums just now, I picked out the ripe ones, and put the green ones in the kitchen."

"Plums?" Yimulian became a little interested, "Green plums can be used to make wine. I'll get the empty jar after the quilt is baked."

Huang didn't know how to make wine, and was not very interested in wine. He nodded, picked up a dark red plum on the plate, and stuffed it into Yimulian's mouth, "Eat it, it's delicious. I'll give it to Gouzi and Yaohu. There's a plate left, and this is for you."

The frozen plum was stuffed between his lips, which made Yimulian stunned for a moment, his teeth bit through the peel, and the sweet and sour juice flowed out, the juice dyed his pale lips red, the taste was more sour than sweet, But it was still delicious to eat.

"Hmm..." Yimu rolled the tip of his tongue, rolled the plum into his mouth, his warm and elegant face wrinkled, "It's a little sour."

Huang stared at the plums on the plate, put one hand behind his back, rubbed his fingers lightly, and quickly glanced at Yimulian's lips, thinking that the hand feels quite soft...

"Won't you eat Huang?"

"Huh? Eat." Huang pulled back his wandering thoughts, picked up a plum and put it in his mouth, licked the tip of his tongue from his fingertips inadvertently, and slowly bit the peel with his teeth, "It's very sweet."

"Really..." Yimulian took another plum, turned around and continued to stare at the conservatory, with the plum in his mouth, he didn't speak again, he didn't know if the conservatory was too hot or something, his cheeks were a little hot.

Huang looked at his back, his eyes fell on his pointy ears that were slightly pink, and pressed his fingers lightly on his lips.