Xiao Wang Xilou's hair was very long and could cover her butt. Feng Wuli had to hold up her hair with one hand to prevent it from getting wet.
"I feel like you just think Master is having fun now."
"really."
"Don't deny it... Okay! You really admitted it!" Wang Xilou couldn't help but jump.
Feng Wuli carefully washed the seams between Wang Xilou's toes, and then looked at her forehead where there were a lot of water droplets. He stretched out his hand to wipe it with the back of his clean hand. The child's skin was very tender and smooth. He smiled. Said: "Wang Xilou has always taken care of me in the past, and I also want to repay Wang Xilou in this way."
"..."
Being looked at by him like this, the little zombie standing in the wash basin was a little embarrassed. She couldn't be tough in this posture even if she wanted to, so she could only turn her head away from looking at his face, her face was a little red with embarrassment.
"Come and wash your hands."
"Why do you have to wash your hands?"
"...don't children have to wash their hands before going to bed?"
"I can wash my hands myself!"
Feng Wuli didn't want to admit it. He just wanted to have fun. After pondering for a while, he said, "It will be troublesome to wet your clothes and hair later."
"..."
Wang Xilou felt that this man completely treated her like a three-year-old child, especially when this guy put his hands under her armpits and lifted her up in the air. This feeling made her particularly uncomfortable.
This guy is still laughing!
Wang Xilou was so angry that he kicked him in the face from the air, but unfortunately his little feet could only keep fluttering and couldn't reach him at all.
"Ah, I'm so annoyed!"
She bit her back molars, and her cheeks bulged into buns. Feng Wuli couldn't help but pinch them again, it felt so good.
"Feng Wuli!"
When his full name was called, the little apprentice shrank his neck, not daring to make any more mistakes, and took the little Loli master back to sleep.
During this period, Xiao Wang Xilou was accompanied by a very dissatisfied educational voice, telling him that he should not disrespect the Master. The Master is a great practitioner who is over 800 years old and raised you up. When you went to the kindergarten and fought with others, it was all. It was Master who had to apologize to everyone one by one to solve the problem. Even though things are like this now, I am still the Master you respect and admire the most.
Feng Wuli glanced at his master who was holding his neck to avoid falling, and nodded seriously.
Xiao Wang Xilou shook his calf happily, feeling that his master's dignity had returned a little.
But not much.
The next day it was bright and clear.
It was quiet outside the old street and inside the room. The air in the autumn morning was very dry. The curtains were not closed, leaving a gap. That gap became the only light source in the room.
The rooms of adolescent boys are generally not very tidy, but Wang Xilou comes in to clean them every day, so Feng Wuli's room is clean and tidy, and there is no peculiar smell.
A cute little head popped out from under the quilt at the end of the bed.
The child's hair was fine and soft. Wang Xilou glanced at the sky vaguely and planned to get up to make breakfast. As soon as he got up, he felt something was wrong.
Standing on the bed, she looked down and saw the appearance of her little arms and legs. She suddenly remembered what happened last night.
He chuckled and shook his head, his hair flowing like a waterfall behind him.
I glanced at the man next to me again, he was still sleeping soundly.
Just like a little kid.
Even if the body grows into an adult, boys are born to mature later than girls, not to mention that Feng Wuli in Wang Xilou's eyes is the superposition of several identities.
There was a look that she admired for being reliable and steady five hundred years ago, and there was also the figure of the little disciple who had been relying on her for the past twelve years. The look he looked like now after falling asleep was clearly her cute little disciple.
He even boasted about taking care of himself.
She chuckled silently, leaned over gently, and touched her little apprentice's nose with the tip of her nose. Seeing that he was about to wake up, she quickly moved away, but the other man just turned over and his breathing was still calm.
Good morning, little apprentice.
She said hello in her heart, then quietly climbed to the bed and got off
After getting out of bed, he walked to the door with bare feet, opened the door gently, and then closed it again.
She usually gets up half an hour earlier than Feng Wuli. After washing and making breakfast, he is almost awake.
Today, Xiao Wang Xilou faces the first challenge.
The sink was too high for her to reach. Even if she stood on tiptoes and straightened her arms, her face was almost squished into a ball, and she still barely touched the faucet.
The wash basin is so messed up!
She angrily ran out again barefoot, brought a chair back, stepped on it, looked at her long hair and delicate face, scratched her face, turned on the faucet and prepared to brush her teeth and wash her face.
He also had to tie up his hair. His long hair hung down to the tip of his buttocks, and his hands became shorter. It was very troublesome to tie up his hair. In the end, he could only use a clip to clamp it all over his head. Looking at himself in the mirror, his face collapsed. got up.
Not cute at all!
The towel was hung too high, and she had to jump up to take it off. As a result, she stepped on the air and fell. It didn't hurt at all, but her clothes got wet and her head became even more chicken-like.
"..."
The result was also a mess.
Forget it, let’s make breakfast first. I cooked a little more rice yesterday and plan to make fried rice today.
Xiao Wang Xilou looked very busy. He took out a few paper towels and wiped them. He ran barefoot to open the refrigerator, brought a chair and stood on it and took two eggs and a bowl of cold rice sealed with plastic wrap. , and hurriedly trotted downstairs, his feet were wet, leaving behind a dense string of small footprints. The footprints at the back slowly disappeared, and new ones appeared in front.
The stove was so high that it became difficult to operate the pot. There was no oil in the oil cup, so she opened the cabinet below.
Usually she had to squat down, but now she could see the things inside while standing, but the bucket of golden arowana was so heavy that she had to carry it with great difficulty, her little toes were exerting strength, and she was trembling. Just as he was about to pour it into the oil cup, his hand suddenly felt light.
The oil drum was picked up by someone around him.
She looked up blankly and saw her little apprentice holding the oil bucket and looking at her with a chuckle. She couldn't help but smile helplessly and said in a sweet voice, "Have you brushed your teeth and washed your face?"
"Where's the slave?"
"She's probably still sleeping." It's only after six o'clock now.
"I'll make breakfast."
"Do you know?"
Xiao Wang Xilou's face was full of disbelief. This person has never touched Yang Chun Shui with his five fingers since he was a child, and he can't even scramble an egg.
"Just teach me by your side."
Feng Wuli put down the bucket, squatted down, and untied the chicken coop-like hair on her head. The light from the kitchen window tilted to the ground, and the dust in the light path was like fireflies all over the sky.
Wang Xilou stared at him blankly. Feng Wuli helped her adjust the clothes that were exposed on one shoulder. He pressed her arm and asked her to turn it over. He smoothed her long hair over and over again and simply clamped it up with a clip. , at least it’s not a mess.
Xiao Wang Xilou looked at it, reached behind and touched it, and said in a nonchalant tone: "It's really ugly."
"Let Po Nu help you comb it later."
"Pour the oil in. Don't pour too much, just one-third and one-third will be enough."
Feng Wuli followed her instructions, turned on the gas stove, beat the eggs, stirred them well, chopped green onions, and crushed the hard cold rice in advance.
They were all very trivial tasks. Wang Xilou stood on a stool and gave instructions. Occasionally, he would dislike him for being clumsy. Feng Wuli just laughed.
The little Wang Xilou became more like preaching.
He folded his arms and looked old-fashioned.
Then a meal of egg fried rice that didn't look very good was ready. The master and the apprentice took a bite. It was much tastier than what Wang Xilou usually made, but it was barely edible.
It's completely bright outside.
The master and the apprentice each held a bowl and ate in the yard. When they noticed that the apprentice kept looking at him and smiling, Wang Xilou gave him a hard time.
As a result, this guy laughed even more brazenly.
Wang Xilou also laughed.
Forget it, as long as he is happy.
"Do you want to feed Master?"
Feng Wuli pondered for a while: "You are not really a three-year-old child."
"Master, I see you are having a great time."
"...open your mouth."
"You're so awesome!"
Wang Xilou's expression was stunned. He looked at the spoon that was stretched out to his mouth. He glared angrily at this little apprentice who didn't respect him, and then convinced himself that this was his little apprentice serving him, and he would not eat for free.
With a hint of grudge, I approached him to be fed.
Little Wang Xilou, who was as cute as a dumpling in the yard, was suddenly stunned. Feng Wuli asked her doubtfully if she still wanted to eat.
"Who are you? Where is the lady in the west building?"
"..."
Feng Wuli took the spoon back, ate the fried rice in one bite, and looked at the little zombie whose eyes and aura had changed drastically.
"Your mother-in-law sold you to me."
"Xi Lou... was sold by A Niang?"
"Yes."
She looked in disbelief, the corners of her eyes gradually became moist, her nose turned red, and she cried loudly in the yard.
"The west building is looking for my mother-in-law!"
"Don't be sold on the West Tower!!"
"You are a rotten egg! Xilou hates you!"
Feng Wuli felt like two horns were growing on his head. He took out his phone and took some photos of Wang Xilou who was crying and making trouble.
Then he coaxed: "I lied to you. Your mother didn't sell you. I'm a relative of your family. They asked you to come and stay with me for a few days."
"Xilou hates you!"
"I'm serious, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"
Feng Wuli took a spoonful of fried rice and stretched it out in front of her to signal.
Xiao Wang Xilou's eyes were red, her mouth was slumped, and there were a few drops of water hanging on her face. She didn't want to eat from this person, whether he was good or bad.
But it smells so good.
what is this?
She cried as she took a big bite.
Feng Wuli was very happy and asked her if she wanted to eat. If she wanted to eat, she should stop crying first.
"I am really your relative. Your name is Wang Xilou, your father is Wang Er, and your mother is Liu Fang. You live in Lao Niubang, am I right?"
The little girl was stunned for a while, with her mouth pursed and tears in her eyes, she nodded and asked, "Who are you from Xilou?"
The little one can only speak Jinling dialect and has a milky voice, which makes her even more adorable. She is also very well-behaved. Although she is surrounded by strange things and is still very scared, she still sits on the stone bench obediently. The most she can do is cry.
"I am your future husband."
"Wow!!" Wang Xilou cried loudly.
Feng Wuli watched her cry while eating fried rice. He felt extremely guilty and comforted her again.
The result was easy to coax. Xiao Wang Xilou had no time to cry while eating fried rice. Feng Wuli fed her a few mouthfuls, and she obediently dug into her bowl and started eating while wiping her tears.
"There's no need to eat in such a hurry, it's all yours."
"Thank you." She was still crying, but Aniang told her to be polite.
"Then smile."
"Hee? Hee." The little guy smiled reluctantly.
Feng Wuli was so happy that all the snot bubbles came out of her nose. He didn't mind it being dirty, so he wiped her with his hands and watched Wang Xilou eat the fried rice she had just made under her own guidance.
Compared with what Wang Xilou did himself, it was more than one and a half stars behind.
But for Xiao Wang Xilou, it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life.
After a while, Po Nu and Wanwan woke up.
There were two more people, and Wang Xilou became even more nervous.
Maybe Feng Wuli was the first person she saw, or maybe Feng Wuli gave her something to eat. Xiao Wang Xilou jumped off the table and ran to behind Feng Wuli, grabbed his clothes, and stretched out half of his head to look at the two men below. people.
"What's wrong with her?" Po Nu was confused.
"Normal reaction." Feng Wuli smiled and looked at the little guy huddled behind him, and touched her head with his broad palm.
Po slave
Grinning over to tease Xiao Wang Xilou, this was an opportunity for Po Nu to meet his own childhood.
"Do you know who I am?"
Xiao Wang Xilou shook his head weakly.
"I am your future self."
This sentence is completely incomprehensible to a three-year-old child, especially a three-year-old child in ancient times.
Xiao Wang Xilou grabbed Feng Wuli's pants and looked up at this man. He had just called himself a bad person and said he didn't like him, but now it was very natural for him to stick to him.
Feng Wuli pressed her head naturally, and her hair felt soft and supple.
"She's not a bad person."
Xiao Wang Xilou didn't speak, and didn't dare to look at Po Nu. He buried his face in Feng Wuli's thigh under his butt.
Feng Wuli had met Wang Xilou when he was five or six years old. He met Wang Xilou in his dream at that time. At that time, the little Wang Xilou was well-behaved, not afraid of strangers, and kind-hearted.
Now the three-year-old little Wang Xilou is nothing but cute.
"Why is she afraid of me?" Po Nu scratched his head.
Feng Wuli was angry: "You look like you want to tease her, how can I not be afraid of you?"
"Forget it, I still have to send Wanwan to school, Wanwan, let's go."
When she passed by, she grinned at Xiao Wang Xilou, but at this time Wang Xilou didn't even dare to cry or shout, he just closed his eyes and hugged Feng Wuli's leg tightly.
"Goodbye, Mr. Feng Wuli, and good-bye, Wang Xilou."
Wanwan followed Po Nu with a small schoolbag on her back. When she passed by Wang Xilou, she wanted to go up and say hello, but when Xiao Wang Xilou saw her, he got in between Feng Wuli's legs with an uneasy look on his face.
Her reaction is a manifestation of her fear of this unfamiliar environment. Compared with the one who just followed the trend and shouted and cried unreasonably, just now it was like crying and arguing with her parents at home, but she cowered and dared not speak when she met strangers outside. Like little kids.
Compared to Po Nu's "self", she subconsciously trusted him more. This feeling made Feng Wuli a little embarrassed, as he had bullied her just now.
"Wanwan, please go first."
"Wanwan, hurry up." Po Nu shouted from the front.
Wanwan ran out with her schoolbag on her back, turning her head three times at a time.
Feng Wuli looked down at her. Xiao Wang Xilou seemed to be particularly dependent on him. Her fingers were tightly grasping his pants. She noticed his gaze and raised her head to look at him timidly.
"I'm not a bad person anymore?" he said with a smile.
"Xilou doesn't know."
"Your mother sold you to me as my daughter-in-law."
"Wow!!" she cried again.
After all, he is only three years old.
Feng Wuli sighed.
