It gets dark early in winter, the sun goes down at the beginning of the hour, and it gets so dark at the end of the hour that you can't even see your fingers.
If everyone in the village saves money, they don't know how to light oil lamps, and they have nothing to do, isn't that a waste?
So there was only one bright moon hanging high in the sky, emitting a mist-like light, very faint.
Cheng Yun lit an oil lamp so that he and Ling Bao could see each other. The little white cat also came in and squatted at Ling Bao's feet. Cheng Yun glanced at it and acquiesced in its presence.
"Ling Bao, I want to tell you something, do you want to listen?"
Lingbao nodded, asking for it.
"Do you want to know what big brother was thinking just now?"
"think!"
Cheng Yun's voice was like the moonlight, incredibly soft: "I hope Ling Bao can speak your mind freely and boldly."
Ling Bao tilted his head and said confusedly: "I'm talking."
Knowing that her understanding ability was limited, Cheng Yun gave an example: "Just like just now, the food cooked by big brother tastes bad. If you think it tastes bad, you can just say it tastes bad like Erlang."
But, but...
When Ling Bao was very young, she was not required to cook in the Han family. Wu and Han Xiaojuan did the cooking. Han Xiaojuan's cooking was not delicious. She said it honestly, and then the eldest sister was very unhappy.
He kept scolding her and refused to let her eat. Lingbao was starved for a day.
There are also second sister Han Xiaofang and younger brother Han Jinzi. They don't allow others to say anything bad about them.
Ling Bao is even more afraid, otherwise he will be bullied even more.
"Big brother won't be sad or angry?" Ling Bao asked.
Cheng Yun said: "I will be a little sad, but this is normal. But I won't be angry. Getting angry at others because you can't do well is a sign of incompetence."
The king said "meow" and praised: "Your brother is a great person, with a very good character."
I didn’t understand, but I heard the word “good”, so Ling Bao and You Rong Yan, of course, the eldest brother is the best!
"Are you happy?" Cheng Yun asked.
Ling Bao said: "As long as the big brother doesn't throw Ling Bao away, Ling Bao will be happy."
She was always worried about being thrown away, so she was sticky towards Cheng Yun, wishing to be with him all the time.
Cheng Yun held her thin shoulders, solemnly and solemnly, and said as if he was making a promise: "I will not throw you away, not at any time. Brother, I will do what I say, brother Ling Baoxin?"
"Believe it!" Ling Bao said without hesitation.
Cheng Yun smiled. The young man who was so cautious actually stretched out his little finger childishly: "Do you want to pull the hook?"
need.
For a child, Lagou has more weight than swearing.
Ling Bao flirted with him seriously: "If you hang yourself with a hook, you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years. Whoever changes will be a puppy."
She was so happy, she looked up and smiled, her eyes curved into cute crescents.
The king licked his fur, but the stupid Lingbao still looked like this. His sad face was too ugly, and he didn't like it.
At this time, Cheng Yun scratched his neck and said a little embarrassedly: "Lingbao, can you cook again?"
After a busy day, I can't sleep without eating something.
Lingbao agreed immediately.
Although she is small, her movements are very smooth, and she cooked a pot of fragrant rice in no time.
Cheng Yun had to admit that everyone was not good at it.
He gave up. It seemed that he really had no talent in this area.
Cheng Yun brought the meal into the main room, and the father and son who were lying on the bed immediately sat up.
"Is the food here? Is the food here?" Cheng Yi sniffed, tears filling his eyes, "I finally had 'rice'! It smells so good, brother, which family did you get it from?"
Cheng Yun: "I can't even stop your mouth, so eat quickly."
He handed the chopsticks to Cheng Zhongqian: "Father, let's have a meal."
Cheng Zhongqian took the chopsticks silently.
Although the thick brown rice porridge still has rice husk, it has a layer of shiny rice oil, which is much more fragrant than charcoal porridge.
After watching him take a bite, Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi started eating.
Cheng Yun then said to Ling Bao, who was looking at them with twinkling eyes: "There is an order between elder and younger. Father eats first, and we eat later."
Lingbao nodded, remember!
Although Cheng Zhongqian didn't speak, he ate at a very slow pace. He put it down after eating two bowls. He needed to supplement his nutrition even more when he was sick.
Cheng Yun also finished eating. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, cleared his throat and said, "Dad, this meal was cooked by Lingbao."
Cheng Zhongqian: "..."
Cheng Yi wasn't full yet, so he was engrossed in eating. Whoever did well could just eat enough.
Cheng Zhongqian squinted his eyes, dissatisfied: "Did you do it on purpose?"
Cheng Yun pretended to be stupid: "What's intentional? It's just that Ling Bao did it because he felt sorry for you."
Cheng Zhongqian: "..."
Suddenly he felt like there was a fire burning inside him. If he said it before the meal, he would be full of anger.
Cheng Zhongqian snorted coldly and walked away.
Of course, I just went from the dining table to the wooden bed.
Cheng Yun laughed muffledly and said, okay, I have bought a few more days.
But this trick won't work well next time, and his father must be on guard.
When the thatched house became completely quiet, it was only in the middle of the day.
Cheng Yun wrapped her tightly in a quilt, and the little white cat curled up next to her. He said good night and went back in the dark.
As soon as he left, the little white cat patted Ling Bao and said, "Quickly enter the space."
Ling Bao was already a little sleepy. He sat cross-legged in the library, rubbed his eyes, and asked vaguely: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
The little white cat's milky voice said the most terrifying words: "Study."
"But I can't read." Ling Bao said shyly.
The little white cat stood up with its upper body propped up on its hind legs, holding its armpits with its two front paws, and said majestically: "You have to learn to read only if you don't know how to read. I, the cat king, will teach you personally!"
Ling Bao asked: "My lord, do you know how to read?"
The king proudly said: "I know all the words in these books."
"Wow, your Majesty is so powerful."
After only half an hour of teaching, the king let her sleep, but she slept in a space. The spiritual energy of the space is high, so it is good to stay in it often.
When she fell asleep, the little white cat also fell asleep next to her.
One person and one cat, all the small ups and downs of the body are the same.
When she woke up very early the next day, the king asked her to review what she had learned yesterday.
It found that Lingbao was very smart and could remember things very quickly. What he learned yesterday could still be remembered today without anyone reminding him.
He is indeed the master he likes!
After reviewing, Lingbao left the space. The little white cat thought of something and said to her: "Lingbao, if you want to talk to me, just say it in your head, and I can 'hear' it."
"Don't you have to open your mouth?"
"Need not."
Lingbao thought it was so magical and immediately tried it.
Her mouth was pursed tightly, as if someone would open it if she didn't rest, and she was so hard that the flesh of her cheeks bulged.
Cat, cat, cat, can you hear me?
The little white cat jumped up and said, "How many times have I told you to call me King!"
He pounced on Ling Bao, pressed her with his flesh pads, and pretended to open his mouth to bite her, making a fuss.
Lingbao said "Ouch", got up with his butt sticking out, and escaped from the space with a giggle, followed closely by the little white cat.
Lingbao opened the door and ran out. He was so anxious that he didn't even put on his shoes. He ran forward and bumped into someone.
He jumped back two steps and sat down on the ground, his shoes flying off.
Lingbao looked up dizzy.
The man had a sinister look on his face and looked at her condescendingly.