After being adopted by five nonhumans

After eating, the sun became hotter and the shade became scarcer. Xiao Guyu squinted and felt a little dizzy from the sun.

He needs to find a place where he can enjoy the shade, otherwise he may suffer from heat stroke.

Xiaoguyu stood under the big camphor tree and scanned the surrounding environment. Most of the houses that could be seen nearby had their doors tightly closed, and they didn't look like they were inhabited.

This is really a deserted village.

Although Xiaoguyu was a little discouraged, he did not give up.When he knocked on the door, he saw a bundle of dry straw on the side of the road, which could be used to make a simple straw house to shelter from the scorching sun.

When he was in the mountain village before, he saw "father" set up in the yard, and the steps were not difficult.

Xiao Guyu climbed up the hillside, picked up a few wooden sticks that were more than ten centimeters taller than her own, put them on the small shoulders, and moved them back to the big camphor tree.

He decided to build the straw house under the big camphor tree. The terrain here is higher, and there are leaves to buffer it when it rains.

He first spread the straw on the ground, took out some of the tougher ones as strings, and connected the straws into thin rectangles to serve as the roof and walls of the straw house.

By the time the five straw walls were finished, it was almost noon, which was the hottest time of the day.

Xiaoguyu wiped the sweat from his forehead and cheeks with the back of his hand, and began to build the piles of the straw house, that is, to insert the wooden sticks he picked up into the soil. The deeper the insertion, the better, so that the straw house can be stable.

But Xiaoguyu is just a child after all, no matter how strong he is, he can only insert a shallow layer. As soon as he started to hang the straw wall, the four piles scrambled to collapse.

Seeing the tree stump he had put all his strength into the soil collapsed again, Xiao Guyu pursed his mouth, looking a little aggrieved, but he didn't have the idea of ​​giving up, just wrinkled his white and tender face, bent down to pick it up Sticks keep trying.

When Xiao Guyu was concentrating on building the house, the fat man's house opened a crack, and the fat man strode out of the house, just outside the door, he felt that he had stepped on something sticky, he raised his foot and bowed his head , I saw a piece of red wild fruit juice and a piece of green leaves on the ground.

There were also a few raspberries that were lucky enough to escape his trampling, lying bright red and delicate in the mud.

"In front of the house... Where did you get the raspberries?" The fat man muttered, rubbing the soles of his shoes on the stones in the courtyard.

Raising his head, he saw a small figure under the big camphor tree not far away, poking the ground with a branch taller than his own, but because the little kid was not strong enough, he tried several times to fail. Ended with failure.

And at his feet, there were also a few bright red raspberries scattered in his garden.

These raspberries were given to me by this brat?

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then bent down to pick up one, rinsed it in the fresh well water, and stuffed it into his mouth.

It stands to reason that he can't taste the taste of food, but the raspberry in his mouth is different, it is sweet.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't tasted the five flavors of the world. When he recovered, he had already picked up all the raspberries on the ground and ate them all.

And Xiao Guyu under the big camphor tree is still repeatedly setting up his own branch. He obviously realized that it is impossible to insert the leaves very deep with his own strength. He found a stone and tried to smash the branch into the soil In this way, but his stature was not enough, he found gravel and put it under his feet, then raised his toes, and hit the top of the branches vigorously.

Like a stupid swan with its neck raised.

"Useless brat, how weak..." the fat man muttered, strode out of the courtyard, walked up to Xiao Guyu, and grabbed the branch from the opponent's hand.

With an extremely light thrust on the ground, the branch was immediately inserted into the soil by more than ten centimeters.

"Where to put the rest?" the fat man asked coldly.

Xiaoguyu was taken aback by his sudden act of kindness, and hurriedly pointed to several other small pits that still had traces of his hard work.

The man inserted the branches into the positions designated by Kotani one by one.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me!" Xiao Guyu quickly thanked.

"Cough," the fat man coughed, "I'm not helping you. I just came here to laugh at you because I saw you were so useless. I saw how fast and well I penetrated, unlike you brat who doesn't have any strength at all." No."

Thank you..." Xiao Guyu blinked her eyes that were as moist as fresh grapes, looked up at the fat man, and asked in a low voice: "That...have you eaten the raspberries I left at your door?Is it tasty?Yes, how about I pick some more for you? "

The fat man's eyes fell on the child's back, covered with blood-stained little fleshy hands, his eyes darkened: "Generally, I don't want it."

After finishing speaking, the fat man left quickly, and Xiao Guyu didn't have time to react.

Xiaogu Yu stopped his words embarrassingly, and after a while, he resumed his great cause of building a straw house.

After solving the problem of the stake, Xiaoguyu successfully fixed the straw wall to the branch in a short time.

A small but sheltered straw house is completed.

Xiaoguyu stayed in the house until three or four in the afternoon, when the sun finally got weaker, and then went out to pick raspberries.

Going home after picking raspberries, passing by the fat man's house, Xiao Guyu stopped, and put some large and beautiful raspberries at the door of the fat man's house with ease.

Then he went back to his hut.

On the other side, the fat man walked to the only living family's house in the deserted village as usual.

The fat man called the head of the household Lao Wang. Lao Wang is a little old man in his 70s, short in stature, hale and hearty, with bright eyes, like a cat in the dark.

"Dong Fatty, you are here, come in quickly." Old Wang opened the door for Dong Fatty.

Dong Pang sat down by the window where the chess jar and chessboard had already been set up.

Lao Wang also knew that Dong Fatty was a ghost, but this did not prevent them from developing a confidant. After all, life in the village was boring and long, and a companion was a good way to pass the time.

"Old rules?" Fatty Dong consciously took the white stones.

Old Wang was also polite, picked up the sunspot and dropped Tianyuan first.

A few minutes later, Lao Wang laughed loudly: "I won! Five pieces are connected!"

Yes, they are playing backgammon.

Dong Pang was a cook before he was alive, so he didn't know anything about Go.

As for Old Wang, he can't read a single word, and this chess set was given to him by some children when he was picking up junk.

Lao Wang didn't plan to ask for it at first, but a few children said there was an easy move, and he specified that he could learn it, so Lao Wang took it home.

The two fought all afternoon, and when the sun went down, Pharaoh picked up the snakeskin bag and was about to go out to pick up trash, and Dong Pang said goodbye to him.

Before the two parted, Lao Wang casually confessed: "By the way, if it's raining tomorrow, don't come looking for me. I'll also spend a leisurely day at home."

Fatty Dong: "Oh."

He was stunned for a while, and he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said: "I remember you have two raincoats, give me one."

"Why do you want a raincoat? You are a ghost. If you can't shake it when you get wet, you can do it. I told you last time, but you don't want it." Old Wang looked confused.

"You little old man, why bother so much, just give it to me."

A few minutes later, Dong Pang passed by the straw hut with his raincoat in hand. He didn't see the child, so he probably stayed inside the house.

But... Giving a raincoat to a poor kid, doesn't it seem that Dong Pang is too kind?

A ghost like him can't do such a thing.

So Dong Pang took the raincoat he had specially brought, passed by Xiao Guyu's straw hut, and went straight into his courtyard.

Fresh raspberries are placed at the door of the house, which is much more diligent than his descendants in making offerings to him.

Dong Fatty's footsteps paused.

He turned back under the big camphor tree and cleared his throat: "Are you there?"

A corner of the straw curtain was lifted, Xiao Guyu tilted his head, and said in a very polite tone, "What can you do?"

"I... I have an old raincoat, it's useless, I plan to throw it away." Dong Pang said awkwardly.

"A raincoat? If you don't want it, can you give it to me?" The child's eyes lit up instantly, and he raised his head excitedly to look at Dong Pang.

"Take it if you want it, anyway, it's something I don't want." Dong Pang threw the raincoat in his hand to him, and the transparent yellow raincoat completely covered the little Guyu.

Xiao Guyu couldn't stop thanking Dong Pang through the raincoat: "Thank you so much, I just need a raincoat!"

"I didn't send you off specially, don't thank me." Dong Pang's tone was cold, and he quickly withdrew his hand that was about to be pulled by Xiao Guyu.

He turned and walked back.

Xiao Guyu was holding a brightly colored raincoat, and he knew in his heart that this raincoat was specially given to him by Dong Pang. After all, most people in the village were frugal, so how could they throw away a raincoat that had no holes at all and seemed to be [-]% new? .

Xiaoguyu is very grateful. In order to make the raincoat play its biggest role, Xiaoguyu put the raincoat on his straw hut with great care to ensure that it can cover his straw hut in all directions and prevent it from splashing when it rains. straw.

After arranging everything, Xiaoguyu returned to the straw house.

As night came, the temperature dropped, but because of the existence of the straw hut, this night was not as difficult as yesterday.

Xiaoguyu lay on the sun-dried straw, smelling the smell of straw and sunlight, and slowly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, it began to rain rustlingly in the sky.

The rain was not heavy, and the terrain where Xiaoguyu set up camp was a bit higher than other places, so there was no trouble of being flooded.

The raindrops fell on the raincoat and made a rustling sound, which was especially helpful for sleeping. After being awakened by the sound of rain, Xiao Guyu turned over and soon fell asleep again with gratitude to Dong Pang.

The author has something to say:

Dong Fat: I'm a ghost, I don't do good deeds!

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