The sword that crosses eventually grows longer than the cliff

After only being in contact with the little fox for a few days, Ren Cao has already understood its "excellent character" that regards food as life.As long as it is [-]% full over there, it can hide the rest of the food here and think it is very hidden. The poor concealment skills make people laugh and cry.

But with it, those "xiao Xiaoxiao" in the kitchen were either eaten or scared away, and Ren Cao didn't have to worry about the food being spoiled.The reason why the little fox was not worried in the kitchen was that once it was found stealing food, Ren Cao dragged it to Zang Kui, and reprimanded it in a pretentious manner.From then on, it only ate what was given or asked for by itself.

That day, Ren Cao was going to move firewood into the house, but the firewood in their house had already been burned.Although I really want to save money, I can't stand the frighteningly cold weather on the mountain.If you don't burn too much, you may freeze to death.Besides, the injuries on Zang Kui's body couldn't stand the cold, and Ren Cao could still sweat while practicing martial arts, keeping warm, so Zang Kui couldn't help it.

When he first moved a little bit, the little fox didn't respond.After Ren Cao's posture became bigger and bigger, he annoyed the little fox.It has a lot of private possessions in it, what if it is eaten by the person in front of it!Eager to protect the food, it stepped forward and barked at Ren Cao.

But Ren Cao was startled, if he hadn't practiced squatting horse stance to keep his footing steady, he might be overturned on his back, and he couldn't be sure if he was smashed.He also knew that the food given to it during cooking on weekdays was hidden in it.

The reasoning of this little fox is: give it, it is its.No one else can touch it again!

Ren Cao is usually careful when using firewood for cooking, so be careful not to get it from the side where it hides things.This time, in order to stop tossing for a longer time, Ren Cao seemed to have accidentally touched the little guy's reverse scale.He apologized several times, took the tall pile of firewood and slowly retreated to the hut.

Seeing that Ren Cao brought so much firewood again, Cang Kui couldn't help asking worriedly: "Is there enough firewood? If there is not much, let's burn less. I'll just sit under the covers all the time."

Ren Cao slowly put down the firewood, and while adding some twigs into the brazier to make the fire inside burn hotter, he said unhappily, "Is this something that can be done? You have to get out of bed and move around a little bit. What should I do? Your arms and legs can’t stand the cold!” How can it feel good after sitting for a long time?Therefore, when teaching Rencao now, Zang Kui has become standing leaning on the table, and will rest on the chair for a while when he is very tired.

Although Zang Kui's left leg was seriously injured, it was not to the point of being completely useless.After raising it for such a long time, at least it can be supported softly on the ground.If you don't exercise for a long time, your legs may be even weaker.Therefore, Ren Cao would rather spend more firewood, and cut it down after the end, and make the house warmer.Fortunately, the kang is used for sleeping in this room, otherwise it would be a big difficulty for them to sleep at night.

The winter here is no better than in modern times. There are various measures to keep warm, and there is no greenhouse effect, and the temperature is lower.It's snowing more often without seeing this.I have never seen Ren Cao with chilblain, and finally became "fashionable" in this coldest climate.

Since I have this thing, touching the water every day is a life-and-death experience.

Zang Kui took a look at the purple red and swollen hands and realized that his heart ached once. At the beginning, the hands were still soft and firm, but later on, the hands became stiffer. Zang Kui knew that it was the cause of overwork.Now, even frostbite.This thing is a disease that is not easy to get better as long as you get it, unless you spend time recuperating.

But they have no money, and they don’t have the skills. Thinking that Ren Cao will suffer such a crime every year in the future, Zang Kui blames himself, not only resenting his crippled body, but also resenting that he only knows how to enjoy and does not know how to share for Ren Cao some work.

Afterwards, every time he needed to do laundry, Zang Kui would forcefully do it for him, even if Ren Cao deliberately boiled hot water for washing.

And practicing internal skills every night, Zang Kui couldn't help Ren Cao to read aloud, but more focused on following Ren Cao, hoping to practice martial arts well as soon as possible to help Ren Cao.Unintentionally, he discovered a big surprise.

As long as they can really concentrate their energy to achieve a state of tranquility, without joy or sorrow, the two people who are close to each other will resonate, which is much better than the effect of practicing alone.almost doubled.Don't underestimate this gap, but if it can continue like this, then they can use half the time of others to reach the height of their lives.The recovery of Tibetan Kui's skills is just around the corner.

At that moment, Zang Kui's heart was like a runaway wild horse completely out of control.Among the ecstatic and ecstatic, only the word "crazy" can best express his mood.The happiness on his face also made Ren Cao, who didn't feel much, happy: "It's a good thing anyway."

Since then, the two of them no longer stick to the previous sitting posture when practicing at night.Their knees were pressed together, their palms were facing each other, and they were close together.

"..." Ren Cao stood in front of the kitchen door, silently looking at the little fox jumping and playing on the firewood.The long rope tied to it was curled up on the ground alone, and only a small section of its neck was hanging half-naked.It looked at itself with cute eyes, and saw that the wooden door behind it was open, but it didn't respond. It was still grinding its teeth and claws on the pile of firewood.

Ren Cao leaned sideways and closed the door gently, with an unbelievable expression on her face as if falling into a dream.He thought dazedly: "This little guy's teeth are really sharp! But, is he determined to stay as a rice bug and not run away?"

No matter what Ren Cao thought, the little fox jumped down and approached him slowly.The long and big tail hangs down, swinging slightly from side to side.Ren Cao lowered his body tentatively, and the little fox moved closer, sniffing his sleeve carefully.

Seeing this, Ren Cao finally touched it tremblingly with his hand that had been itching for a long time, and the touch was as good as he imagined, fluffy and soft.

The little fox only let Ren Cao get close to him for a while, then got out impatiently.A few jumped up and stood on the stove.

Tongue stuck out cutely, looking at herself cutely.Ren Cao would be a fool if he didn't understand this kind of flattery.The little guy must have let himself cook for it.

Ren Cao walked over excitedly, he really didn't expect that the little fox would be willing to stay one day, even though it was very motivated, smart, and well-behaved during this time, yes, well-behaved, even though it dealt with the little fox every day Shit and pee are a headache, but it didn't "murder" itself anymore, did it?However, the fox seems to have a relationship with cunning by nature. Could it be that it is afraid of being caught accidentally again, so it confuses itself?

After observing it carefully, I found that once the little guy ate well, his nutrition was supplemented, his cheeks became more fleshy, and he looked like a fox should be.Facing such a cute little guy, Ren Cao couldn't bear to sell it to others.

Ren Cao thought to herself, if it really intends to stay, then treat it well, even if you can't give it meat every day, you should feed it every now and then.

However, it is still necessary to satisfy this little guy first.

The author has something to say: there should be no one who wants to be crooked...