The two worlds pet fox cubs

In the end, Tu Shanyao failed to eat two large bowls of rice as he wished, because the rice cooker at home was not big enough, and it was impossible for Zhou's mother to cook so much.

Only Jiujiu's injured world has been achieved - a little fairy bird that shouldn't have to eat, but was fed a bowl of rice that was as high as the bottom of the bowl.

After dinner, Mother Zhou cleaned up the mess on the dinner table, and Wen Mingrui took the two little ones to go for a walk.

Before going out, Tu Shanyao tugged Wen Mingrui's sleeve and asked, "Where's the cat?"

"I bathed it, maybe basked in the sun on the balcony, or maybe ran out to look for food by myself."

Only then did Xiao Zai Zai remember: "Oh yes, has the cat eaten yet?"

"The survival ability of wild cats is much better than yours. They won't starve to death." Wen Mingrui rubbed his head, "Do you want to play ball? You still need to digest after eating."

Tu Shanyao puffed up his face in disbelief, and put on his shoes by himself.

His ability to survive is better than that of wild cats, how could he step on them like this!

This grown-up really can't speak.

Next to him, Wen Qijie, who thought he could play with his new friends, had already taken out his terribly precious custom-made basketball, and was holding it in his arms to blow dust.

Tu Shanyao glanced at it, and subconsciously said: "This ball is bigger than your head, can it really be hit?"

Wen Qijie widened his eyes and pointed to himself: "Are you looking down on me?"

"No." Tu Shanyao shook his head honestly, "I'm just telling the truth."

Wen Qijie: ...Sure enough, no matter how beautiful a child is, he shouldn't have a mouth.

Wen Mingrui watched the two children bicker amusedly, and couldn't help feeling that the friendship between children was really easy to build.

His family's brat is old-fashioned, and he didn't expect the newcomer Tu Shanyao to be able to beat him to death.

As soon as the door opened, the two children rushed out one after another. Wen Mingrui fell behind them, reminding them of the route from time to time.

Today is a perfect sunny day, the evening red clouds stick to the soft clouds, forming a patch on the horizon, mixing the whole blue sky into a warm orange color, Wen Qijie walks two steps and turns his head, like a cat with cubs The cat mother who is afraid that his little friend and unreliable father will disappear as soon as he turns his head.

Maybe it's because young people are not willing to play basketball nowadays, or maybe more people are still immersed in the vortex of going to work. When the three of them arrived at the basketball court, the whole court was empty, only a lonely autumn coat was hanging beside it on the wall.

Tu Shanyao had never played basketball, but he knew how to shoot a small ball, so he said to Wen Qijie who was holding the ball, "Take two shots and pass him to me."

Wen Qijie looked at his precious basketball, and then looked down at the dusty ground. He was a little bit reluctant for a while, so he turned to Wen Mingrui: "Dad...do you want to shoot the ball too?"

Wen Mingrui: "...This is basketball, you have to shoot the basket."

He pointed to the small basket next to it for children to play with. The basket is only about one meter high, and children can easily throw the ball into it.

Seeing that his basketball was doomed to lose his innocence, Wen Qijie also let go. He patted the ball in his hand cherishingly, said in a low voice, "No pain, no pain", and then said to Tu Shanyao: "Look carefully, I teach You play basketball."

Before Tu Shanyao could speak, Wen Qijie lowered his head and began to shoot the ball seriously.Although the frame is a child's frame, the basketball is still an adult basketball. At first, the child patted it gently with one hand, but in the end, let alone shooting, the ball stuck to the ground after a few shots, and there was no tendency to jump.

Tu Shanyao scratched his face, a little suspicious: "Is this how basketball is played?"

Wen Qijie gritted his teeth, he didn't want to lose face in front of his little brother, so don't be stubborn and said: "Look carefully, I just showed you a wrong move, you can't learn it."

He threw the ball in his hand to the ground violently, the basketball bounced high, and the kid jumped too, pressing the bounced basketball down with both hands——

The basketball under the momentum didn't stand obediently, slipped inside, and flew straight towards Tu Shanyao.

Wen Mingrui was still standing by the side watching the show, but he held back his laughter when he saw his son pretending to be a failure, but the next second he saw a basketball like a big dog rushing towards the dazed little guy's face, his expression suddenly turned pale. A big change, so fierce that he took a long step and wanted to catch the ball.

Wen Qijie was also stunned by the miracle of his family's great efforts. He sat down on the ground, opened his mouth, and forgot how to cry.

Then...the two saw that a small hand touched the basketball lightly at an extremely fast speed. The basketball that was rushing forward turned around again, and hit the children's backboard at a tan90 angle. On, Gululu just rolled in, a nice cricketer.

Wen Mingrui used too much force, slipped in front of the little guy, and almost fell to the ground. The delicate leather shoes were in close contact with the dust, and were stained with a layer of dust.

Tu Shanyao thought that basketball was going to be like this, but seeing Wen Mingrui's stunned look of trying to grab the ball from him but failed, he even raised his head proudly, revealing two dimples: "Ah, uncle didn't grab it, it was me Win!"

Wen Qijie sat on the ground blankly. After the basketball fell, it rolled around and leaned against him again. He squeezed the big leathery basketball with his hands. He really couldn't figure out how Tu Shanyao turned the ball with one hand. Turned a corner and threw it in.

"This, this is too powerful..."

Wen Mingrui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he didn't know what to say for a while, he went to pull Wen Qijie up, and said to Tu Shanyao: "Yaoyao, have you always been so strong?"

Tu Shanyao tried to argue: "I was very light this time, the ball didn't fly out."

Wen Mingrui paused and didn't say any more.

It is a dangerous move to turn and speed up a basketball thrown in mid-air with just one finger, and if there are no fingers left, it may be knocked out of blood.

And looking at the child's effortless appearance, he reckoned that if he really tried hard, the basketball would be able to fly directly into the sky.

Seeing the adult standing there in a daze, Xiao Zai Zai quickly ran to Wen Qijie's side, his eyes sparkling, and said to him, "Is it my turn to serve this time?"

Wen Qijie wanted to show his face but was shown off. It's fine if he didn't cry. He tightly grabbed his father's clothes, just like a little lady who was bullied by a bully.

He sobbed and said, "You, you are too powerful, I can't beat you."

Wen Mingrui patted his son on the head, coaxing him and said: "Play basketball, you two are on the same team, I am on the same team, how about you and Yaoyao to deal with me together?"

Tu Shanyao went to pick up the ball and patted it on the ground. The moment the basketball touched the ground, it made a crisp sound, and then bounced to the height of his hand, which seemed to be very easy.

Wen Mingrui thought for a while, Tu Shanyao could easily throw the basketball into the basket, and his father, who couldn't even grab the ball, looked very good at first glance, so it seemed a good deal to form a team like this.

Having figured this out, he wiped his eyes with his sleeve, stood next to Tu Shanyao, whispered into his ear: "Wait a minute when I shoot the ball and pass it to you, you just throw it in, don't let my dad grab it!" ball."

Tu Shanyao nodded and said, "I thought basketball was very complicated, so it turns out that you just need to throw it in."

"It's very simple, I just happened to be, it was an accident..." Wen Qijie stiffened his mouth.

Seeing his son talking nonsense, Wen Mingrui didn't want to cheer up the children, so he shrugged and said, "Yes, just throw it in, how about I throw it on the opposite side."

The frame on the opposite side is for adults, and it's impossible for the little ones to get into it no matter how much they jump around.

Wen Qijie looked at his father's height and reluctantly admitted the fairness of this.

So an unbalanced basketball game began.

Tu Shanyao stood in the middle, Wen Qijie served, and Wen Mingrui stood beside him paddling.

Following Wen Mingrui's whistle, Wen Qijie slapped the ball on the ground with a serious face, like a little hamster looking for food with his head down. Instead of running with the ball, it is better to say that the ball is rolling forward with him .

Tu Shanyao saw his little brother getting farther and farther away from him even with the ball, and became anxious. He started to run along with his short legs, and finally caught up with Wen Qijie when the ball was bouncing too hard to bounce, and hugged the ball. In my arms.

Wen Mingrui ran a few steps symbolically, but didn't stop him.

Tu Shanyao thought for a while, put the ball on the ground and patted it lightly. Seeing Wen Mingrui blocked in front of his own basket, he turned around decisively and ran towards the tall adult basket opposite.

Wen Qijie stood on the field panting, and shouted at him: "It's running backwards, it's running backwards! It's this frame!"

The boy rushed over with the ball, made a three-step layup without a teacher, jumped up from a long distance, jumped into the air in an extremely unscientific way, the ball flew away and hit the backboard .

— did not enter.

Tu Shanyao sighed regretfully, turned his head, and saw the same dull expressions of father and son.

He clasped his hands together and rubbed them awkwardly, he was a little confused by the look: "Can't you cast this frame?"

"I thought my uncle's frame was high, so he could get more points."

Wen Mingrui's mood was very delicate. He thought that the little guy was carrying some information to get the attention. Now it seems... Maybe it's because the power is too metaphysical?

Wen Qijie was no longer interested in showing off in front of his friends. With a "wow" in his eyes, he rushed to Tu Shanyao, grabbed his hand and said, "Can you teach me how you jumped up?"

This is an innate gap, how can it be taught.

Tu Shanyao thought for a while, but still didn't want to hurt the child's self-confidence, so he told him in a serious manner: "First of all, when you sleep at night, you should cover the quilt, then close your eyes and make a wish, saying that King Qingqiu will bless you to change your body. Great job, a thousand nights in a row, and you're going to be this good."

Wen Mingrui leaned over to listen: "Really?"

Tu Shanyao bit the bullet and nodded: "Really, look at me now, I have super strength."

Seemingly wanting to find another proof to ease the embarrassment, Tu Shanyao hugged the ball and squeezed in the middle, the basketball groaned roughly, and the outer skin was a little deformed.

Only then did Wen Qijie realize that it was his precious basketball, and he quickly took it over, looking at the stretched seams with some distress.

Wen Mingrui asked the little guy to repeat the so-called process of becoming stronger, and thoughtfully held the hands of the two kids and said, "Let's go back and rest."

"The ball—" Wen Qijie broke away from his hand, picked up the lost ball, and ran over holding the ball again, "It's broken."

Wen Mingrui: "I'll buy you another one tomorrow."

Tu Shanyao reacted belatedly, he still seemed to have a little bit of strength to bully others.

It's just that both Wen Qijie and Wen Mingrui have good tempers, which subconsciously made him feel a little more courageous.

Looking at the kid who was obediently walking beside, Tu Shanyao leaned over and asked, "Do you like pretty people very much?"

Wen Qijie nodded: "Everyone likes it. My mother is beautiful, even more beautiful than you. She is my favorite. You... are currently ranked second."

He glanced at his father with a guilty conscience, insisting on Yan Gou's stubbornness.

Tu Shanyao was a little unconvinced: "Who is your mother? I want to compare."

Aunt Fenghuang once said that the nine-tailed fox is definitely the most handsome creature in the world of mountains and seas when it grows up.

Wen Qijie: "I'll see her when she comes back from work."

Xiao Zaizai tried his best to bring back the biased thinking, and quietly said to Wen Qijie: "So, do you want to become more beautiful than your mother? If you say before going to bed at night, King Qingqiu, I want to be very beautiful, This wish will come true."

Wen Qijie:?

This is not right.

The author has something to say: Close your eyes and make a wish: King Qingqiu, I want to change my luck...

Woohoo, I've been really old and unlucky recently.

Let me tell you that my Yuanshen card draw has been crooked again. From the server launch to now, not a single guarantee has been shipped. Three Diluques, one Keqing, and one Qiqi have already been released. The world is suffering! !

感谢在2021-06-2821:24:21~2021-06-2923:38:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: 1 sugar-flavored watermelon;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 3 bamboo fungus; 1 orange-flavored salty fish;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Mingyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!