Shen Shangshu of Hundred Treasures and Demon Story

Fang Hong is not very old, but his clothes and hairstyle reveal a calm atmosphere, and he speaks slowly.

After all, he is a teacher, and his temperament must be that of gentleness. Even if he gets into trouble, Fang Hong will not be angry, but will slowly reason with him.

In Fang Hong's words - he is not a human being, and mistakes are excusable.

For all the above, Xiao Jiu is still very satisfied with this benefactor. Of course, what he likes the most is the benefactor's appearance.

The facial features are three-dimensional but not too sharp, delicate but not too weak, and the fair skin is just right, coupled with rimless glasses, it is simply a gentle scum...

Um?Sven scum might sound a little weird.

When the egg soup was ready, Fang Hong brought Xiao Jiu's special sand bowl to help him serve it, and placed it in front of him.

With the new food, little doubts flew out of Xiao Jiu's head in an instant. He lay down on the table, sipping his head little by little, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Sitting across from Fang Hong, watching him repeat the same movements, he reminded: "You can also use your hands."

"Hands?"

Xiao Jiu raised his hand, still holding half of the fire in his hand.

"Yes, in addition to holding fire, you can also hold bowls."

"Ah, I forgot, the habit formed over the years is hard to change."

Being reminded, Xiaojiu suddenly realized, put the fire aside, picked up the bowl and started to drink.

Fang Hong smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know if these human foods are suitable for your birds."

"I do not know either."

"what?"

"However, I really like the food you cooked, and there is no poisoning reaction after eating, so it should be fine."

Xiao Jiu quickly finished the soup, and pushed the empty bowl to Fang Hong's side. The recent relationship made Fang Hong understand what he meant, so he stood up and filled another bowl and handed it to him.

I think when Xiao Jiu found him, he called out one benefactor at a time, and said he wanted to repay the favor, but now he found that if he hadn't misunderstood the word repaying the favor, then Xiao Jiu didn't know what repaying the favor was at all.

Because Xiaojiu has basically done nothing except making noise in the room every night since she moved in.

"When are you going home?" Fang Hong asked while eating.

Xiao Jiu looked at him in surprise.

"This is my home."

"I mean nature."

"Based on the crane's age, I'm not yet an adult. If you let me go, I'll die. I'm a national first-class protected animal. The number is very rare. You should cherish it."

"It is precisely because of cherishing that I want you to return to nature, otherwise, no matter how old you are, it will be difficult to integrate into the natural world."

"Human society is also a part of nature, and I haven't finished repaying my favor, so I can't leave. Benefactor, do you think I'm not doing well and hindering you?"

"Have you done anything?"

On the contrary, since Xiao Jiu came, what he did has doubled.

Fang Hongping asked with a smile. Seeing that Xiaojiu couldn't hide, she rolled her eyes, finished the meal in a few mouthfuls, pushed the rice bowl away, said something to get the clothes, and then slipped away.

Fang Hong had no choice but to call to his back: "The wallet is in my coat pocket, remember to take the money."

Xiao Jiu ran into his bedroom, and when Fang Hong walked over, he had already taken out the banknotes, and Fang Hong confessed: "Next time someone asks, you have to say it is my cousin, not my cousin."

"Is there any difference?"

"Because my surname is Fang and your surname is Shen, we cannot be cousins."

Xiao Jiu tilted her head and thought for a while, then grinned at him.

"Then just kiss your brother, I don't mind such trivial matters."

This doesn't seem to be a question of whether you mind or not, but...

Fang Hong seriously considered whether to explain it to Xiao Jiu in detail, but soon found that even if he explained it, Xiao Jiu might not understand it, and if he understood it, he might not remember it.

In the end, it was just a waste of two people's time, so he smiled and said: "Don't play too late, come back early."

After Xiao Jiu left, Fang Hong cleaned up the kitchen, took a shower, changed into pajamas, and was about to go back to the bedroom.

The phone rang, and seeing that the name on the caller ID was the parent of the dinosaur, his brows frowned.

The job of a teacher is very stable, and there are many holidays. If you teach a sub-class, you won’t be particularly tired. If there is any fly in the ointment, it is that there are more and more dinosaur parents now——

Children come to school to complain when their grades decline, classmates come to school to complain when they quarrel, and even family conflicts come to the teacher, as if the teacher is omnipotent and can solve any problem.

This dinosaur parent was one of the most vicious of them all.

Her name seems to be Huixian, but her personality is not virtuous at all, and she yells fiercely and viciously.

Her daughter, Chen Xiaoyun, was the exact opposite of her personality. She was an introverted, quiet, and a bit extreme girl. Recently, something happened. Chen Xiaoyun's grades suddenly dropped sharply, so Mrs. Chen called him every now and then to harass him.

Fang Hong rubbed his forehead and chose to answer after hesitation.

As soon as the call was connected, he yelled in a loud voice. Finally, he was used to it. He moved the phone away in advance, and heard the call from the other side: "Mr. Fang, come here quickly, Xiaoyun ran away from home again, help me quickly." I find."

"Mrs. Chen, please calm down..."

"How can I calm down? My daughter is lost, and I'm almost dying of anxiety. It's so late now, what should I do if she meets a bad person? Come and find me, or I will go to the school to complain that you have not fulfilled the responsibility of the head teacher!"

"Maybe you should contact her father or a classmate who is close to her first."

"Her father is away on a business trip, and the phone can't be reached. I have called all the phone numbers of my classmates. Everyone doesn't know about it, and the police don't accept it. Now only you can use it. Come here quickly!"

"Mrs. Chen, you are mistaken. I am working for the school, not for you."

This sentence was like stabbing a hornet's nest. For the next 3 minutes, Mrs. Chen yelled that he was cold-blooded and impersonal, looked down on his parents, and had no morals as a teacher.

He also said that he would go to school to complain against him early in the morning, and he said it in one breath without stopping in the middle.

Fang Hong put down his phone and went to the bedroom to put on his coat again. When he came out, there was still noise coming from the phone, which made him amazed at the woman's lung capacity and explosive power.

He picked up the phone, said something and went over immediately, and hung up without waiting for a response from the other party.

When he went out, he left a note on the table, so that Xiao Jiu would not be worried if he didn't see him when he came back.

Unfortunately, as soon as Fang Hong came out, it started to rain outside, and the thunder sounded one after another, but the Chen family lived far away, so he had to take a taxi there.

On the way, he called several female students in the class to inquire about Chen Xiaoyun. This was not the first time Chen Xiaoyun ran away from home, so Fang Hong had a rough idea of ​​where she would go.

So it didn't take long for him to ask the classmate who took in Chen Xiaoyun. After some persuasion, Chen Xiaoyun agreed to go back with him.

By the time he picked up Chen Xiaoyun and brought her home, it was already very late.

Mrs. Chen didn't even say thank you, she cursed at her daughter, pulled her into the room, and closed the door with a bang.

Looking at the big cold iron gate in front of him, Fang Hong couldn't help but smile wryly, maybe he should thank Mrs. Chen for calling after dinner, otherwise he would go home hungry.

When he walked out of the apartment, the rain outside became heavier, and a bolt of lightning struck his face, illuminating the dark sky.

At the moment when the light flickered, something floated in front of his eyes, like a feather, a blue feather that was similar to jet black.

Fang Hong wanted to take a closer look, but there was nothing under the night sky except torrential rain.

Maybe it's blinding.

Holding the umbrella, Fang Hong walked forward quickly. The raindrops hit the ground, and after a while, a layer of mud was splashed on the trouser legs.

Fortunately, he was lucky, there was a bus stop not far ahead, and the last bus passed by soon, so he got on the bus quickly.

On a rainy night, the car was also empty, with only a few passengers here and there, so Fang Hong found a random seat and sat down.

When the car restarted, he inadvertently looked out the window and saw the tail feather again.

With such a heavy rain, even if it was really a feather, it would have been knocked off long ago, but the strange thing is that it seemed to be completely unaffected by the heavy rain, floating leisurely in the rain.

Occasionally it sinks, and then rises again soon, the tail of the feather reflects the light of the street lamp, revealing a charming dark blue brilliance.

Fang Hong's heart was moved, and he couldn't help poking his head to look, but the feather seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him, sensing his attention, it disappeared immediately, too fast to catch.

Thinking of the scene when he first met Xiao Jiu, the corners of Fang Hong's mouth curled up.

It was also such a rainy night that day, the rocks collapsed, and he was trapped in the mountains.

Fortunately, he often climbed mountains and brought emergency equipment with him. He found a flat place and set up a tent to hide from the rain, but was awakened by a roar in the middle of the night.

He thought it was a wild boar coming, so he went out to check with a shotgun, but he followed the sound and found that it was a young red-crowned crane.

The red-crowned crane's young feathers had already faded, but it was very small, lying on the ground with blood on its head and neck.

Smelling the scent of a stranger, Xiaohe tried to raise his neck, and his roar changed to a mournful cry.

In order not to frighten it, Fang Hong did not rescue it immediately, but leaned over slowly.

Xiaohe called twice, then stopped quickly, and stared at him with wide eyes. There was no hostility or guard in it, but pure confusion and embarrassment, just like a child who still doesn't understand the dangers of the world, and carries the Comes with innocence.

Fang Hong put down the shotgun and stepped forward to pick it up. It didn't resist, and leaned against his shoulder, and even stopped barking.

Fang Hong rarely saw such a well-behaved wild animal. He carried the little crane back to the tent and checked its injuries.

One side of Xiaohe's head was broken, and there was a deep stab wound on his neck. The blood around the wound had dried up and stuck to the feathers.

Seeing that the wound looked like it was caused by a wooden arrow or a sharp branch, Fang Hong sighed.

"Little poor, have you fallen into the trap set by the hunter?"

Xiaohe looked up at him, then lowered his head listlessly, yawned, and then fell asleep.

While it was sleeping soundly, Fang Hong cleaned the wound for it, took out the wound medicine and gauze that he brought with him, bandaged it, and hugged it to sleep after everything was done.