Master wants to hug

Yueming clicked his eyes, "What is it?"

"Wolf."

Yueming let out an oh.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Master Hou is here," Yueming sat on the stone by the fire, stretched comfortably, "what am I afraid of?"

Look at this posture, who is Lord Hou.

"Yueming," Fang Su wiped his sword with his fingers, and said, "Tell me, should I wait for it to come over, or go find it?"

"Is Lord Hou tired?"

Fang Su nodded.

"Then Hou Ye will wait here."

Waiting for the rabbit, ah no, waiting for the wolf.

That's right, after it rained for so long, there was definitely nothing to eat, and the wolves could smell the blood on their bodies, so they would definitely come over.

"I'm afraid that the wolf will fly away." Fang Su said.

But she didn't move.

Yueming said: "Why didn't Lord Hou leave?"

Fang Su said: "But I am also afraid, the wolf is not hunting, and the little servant around me is lost again."

Yueming was clever for a while, and sincerely said: "Thank you, Lord Hou."

Fang Su pretended to be stupid on purpose, and said, "What is Xie Benhou?"

"So that I can eat roast wolf meat?" Yueming also followed suit.

After speaking, he was hit on the head, and Fang Su said: "This Marquis feels that you are not the same these few days as before."

Stupid or stupid, I am a lot more courageous.

"Because I didn't know who Lord Hou was at the time." Yue Ming tugged at Fang Su's sleeve and smiled sweetly.

"Who is this candidate?"

"At that time, I thought Lord Hou was good-looking, but it was difficult to get close to him. In the past few days, I found that Lord Hou is not only good-looking, but also beautiful in handwriting, and he treats me very well." She said sincerely.

Fang Su said disgustedly: "After I go back, I will find a female teacher to teach you how to read and write."

After talking about these nonsense words for a few days, she didn't say enough, she was tired of hearing them.

"it is good."

Fang Su wanted to pour some poison on the sword, but after thinking about it, they still had to eat it, so he had to give up.

Not long after, a wolf sprang out from the forest, skinny only skin and bones, staring at them with green eyes.

Fang Su said: "Don't move."

Yueming quietly threw a branch into the fire.

Fang Su stood up, and she put the sword behind her.

The wolf stared at her, perhaps for the first time seeing such a confident person.

Fang Su felt that the wolf looked a bit like a dog she had raised, but it was a pity that he died long ago.

This one is too thin, and it doesn't look like it when you look closely.

She really wanted to take the wolf back to train him, but this was her and Yueming's dinner.

For the first time, Fang Su was so entangled between playthings and food.

If only there were two.

she thought regretfully.

The wolf looked at her vigilantly for a long time, and finally locked his eyes on the thin and small Yueming.

With a long howl, it rushed towards Yueming.

At the moment when the wolf came over, Yueming was lying when he said that he was not afraid.

But right away, she really wasn't afraid anymore.

Because the wolf died in front of her with a sword through its throat.

Blood was almost sprayed on her face, but fortunately she blocked it in time with the broken bamboo hat that Fang Su picked up to light the fire.

Although Fang Su was wearing a tattered official uniform, although there were mud spots on her face, and although her hair was loose, none of this hindered her determination at the moment she drew her sword.

In the old days, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who used a sword to move around.

As graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon, that's all.

Yueming has seen other people use swords, and her father has also used them, but there is really no such thing as Fang Su.

"Look stupid?" Fang Su pulled out his sword and kicked the wolf corpse aside, "Don't say it looks good, I don't want to hear it."

Yueming said aggrievedly: "But I won't say anything else."

"If you don't know how to learn." Fang Su threw a knife to her and said, "Skinning."

That sword just now was very beautiful, yes, she thought it was beautiful, even though she didn't see it.

But just now, she moved too much, and the wound on her back was torn open by her again.

She didn't even want to raise her arms now, let alone skinning wolves.

"Cut the meat into pieces that can be cooked through." Fang Su said.

Yueming jumped down from the stone, and the blood kept gushing from the wolf's throat, and it all stained her shoes.

She thought the child wouldn't dare, and said: "Now I'm too particular, I won't have anything to eat later."

Unexpectedly, the child inserted the knife into the wolf's belly very neatly.

"Haven't you learned how to kill wolves before?"

Could it be that Yueming's family used to run a butcher shop?

Yueming said: "Killed a chicken."

Fang Su snorted and said, "How old are you?"

Yueming cut off a piece of meat and said, "Sister Zhou will be helping out in the fields when I am my age, and I'm still far away."

"Who told you that?"

"Father."

"Your sister Zhou doesn't know a single word?"

"Sister Zhou is about to get married. Zhou's parents said that after learning a little, they will keep accounts in the future."

It's not uncommon for Yueming to be nine years old and not yet know how to read.

Speaking of sister Zhou, she lowered her head even lower.

Fang Su didn't know what to say, she never comforted others, she didn't know what to say after thinking about it for a long time, so she could only change the subject and said, "Who do Yueming's eyes look like?"

Yueming shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Oh?"

"I was bullied because of these eyes. I asked Dad why my eyes are like this. Dad said that he brought me back from Beishan, and everyone there has eyes like that."

"North Hill?"

"Father said it was the mountain in the north."

Although he had never met, Fang Su had an extremely bad impression of the daddy Yueming was talking about.

"I'm a child of one of his relatives, and I was taken over by him because my parents died. So I should honor them well and be content."

"Is that what your father said?"

"No, Auntie said it."

Yueming's knife was raised high, and then fell heavily, splashing onto her porcelain-like face.

"My mother also said that I am a foolish debt owed by my father."

Fang Su suddenly recalled an unofficial history book he had read, which said that fishermen used blood to attract sharks, lure them ashore, and then sell them to brothels. It is said that there are many such buildings along the northern coast.

Yueming raised his head, his eyes were as blue as the sky and the sea

Hou Ye put a jade pendant on the wolf's belly.

Yueming picked it up and engraved cats and plum blossoms. The cats were round and dull, lifelike.

"Master Hou?"

"Here." Seeing the child puzzled, she said, "Don't you think you are like the cat above?"

"Ok?"

"Silly."

Yueming snorted, took out a few pieces of meat, and said, "Okay."

The child was not strong enough, so Fang Su used a wooden fork to skewer the meat, and threw it on the barely built rack to roast.

Fang Su came from a famous family, so he was a little stricter, but since she was a child, she had never done any trivial things by herself, not to mention cooking, even when marching and fighting, there were firemen doing these things, she always just waited to eat.

Fang Su stared at the meat, he didn't smell the aroma of roast meat, but it smelled of burnt bitterness.

Yueming looked at the blackened meat silently.

"Yes, flip it over," she reminded.

Fang Su said, "Why don't you turn over?"

"I thought Master Hou knew."

"You don't have to guess to know that I don't know." Fang Su said, "Come here."

Yueming took the pieces off the shelf and threw them away.

Master Fang Hou's hard work in cooking for the first time was trampled on like this, he snorted, and didn't bother to speak anymore.

She wanted to see what this little girl could bake.

But no matter how good it is, she won't eat it.

And whether she can bake it well is another matter.

"Master Hou, do you have any oil?" Yueming asked her while cutting the flesh.

"There is still a bottle in the kerosene bag."

"...not for murder."

Fang Su shook his head.

No matter how leisurely she was, she would never bring such a thing during a war.

"Where's the salt?"

"No."

"..."

"Salt-free and oil-free health preservation." Fang Su said.

Yueming had nothing to say, so he could only insert the meat back and put it on top to roast.

Fang Su had to admit that although the kid was a bit stupid, he was a good cook. The naked eye could see that the wolf meat slowly turned from bright red to white, and then turned to burnt yellow.

Fang Su turned his head away.

The air is filled with the aroma of barbecue.

Lord Hou, who was lying on his side on the rock looking at the moon, turned around quickly, at such a speed that the moon could be seen clearly.

What does it mean?

The meat was almost roasted, Yueming took down a skewer and said, "Master Hou, do you want to eat?"

What is Lord Hou, do you eat?

You should send it over.

Fang Su snorted, remembering what he had just thought, no matter how good the roast was, she would not eat it.

"Master Hou?"

Yue Ming learned to be smart once, and sent the meat to Fang Su, saying, "Master Hou, try it?"

Fang Su maintained his status as a prince and resolutely refused to eat.

Yueming said in a very low voice: "But, the baked food is for the two of us to eat. If Master Hou doesn't eat it, I don't want to eat it either."

Therefore, Master Fang Hou reluctantly gave the poor little face and took it over.

The child's smile is like the sun in January, not big, but very warm.

Fang Su took a bite, without adding salt or oil, the taste was naturally not comparable to what she had eaten before, but it was not bad for a nine-year-old child to roast it, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, and the meat was full of fragrance.

No, she doesn't eat.

Fang Su thought, and took another bite.

Really fragrant.

"I wanted to take this wolf back, but I killed it anyway. One is that it is not easy to take, and the other is that it is important to have something to eat right now." Fang Su said.

With meat in his mouth, Yueming said vaguely, "It would be nice if there were two ends."

Fang Su nodded, the child wanted to go with her.

"More is fine," she joked.

Before the words fell, there were several wolf howls, not far away.

Fang Su thought expressionlessly, how many times did she talk about just now?