Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 208: Just made a horse kill a chicken
The days of December are always bleak.
Dry and cold make people's hearts filled with rust spots.
Yanqin stood before the door of the main hall, looking into the fenced courtyard again.
Really bad.
Freckled outer walls, fickle tiles, and even mold and mildew on the fence are all traces of the rest of the time.
The same thing happens inside the house, unless some new-looking electrical appliances are added, other things are very simple.
The table and bench of the Eight old Gods, the bamboo chair with broken pieces and holes, the ground inside the house was not even plastered cement, it was ground after solidified, the, some places were uneven due to the leakage of Xiaowa rain.
It's just that if cleaned cleanly it won't make people feel careless.
Yanqin had never seen such a situation before.
His residence was colorful and filled with gold and silver.
A gust of cold wind blew, piercing the bones.
In the corner of the courtyard, the leaves of the loquat tree swirled around, and there was a hula hula sound in my ears.
Yanqin looked to the side, and it was a sound from the window in the back room. The window is not equipped with glass, but only taped with a thick raincoat, one of the corners is saggy, and when blown the wind will sound.
"Hiss, why is it getting colder..." The young man in the room shivered, curled up, and put his hand into the hole of his arm, "Qiqi, make a brazier for uncle!"
"okay!" Wa'er replied in a childish voice, behaving very well.
Yanqin looked at the small doll that was only knee-high, taking out a brazier from under the table of the Eight Immortals in the main room, running into the kitchen to pick up straw and matches, returning to the main room, and then to the main room, and pin it in a sack in the corner of the room with a brace. Put the black carbon into the brazier, arrange the shape, and light the fire to light the fire.
The movements are smooth and skillful, and are done all at once.
The charcoal fire quickly ignited, creating a wisp of warmth within the room.
Yan Xi dragged her pony to wait beside the brazier, warmed up near the fire, the young man narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and praised, "Qi Qi is incredible, only slightly worse than Uncle."
Waer crouched down beside the brazier as he extended his reddish hand to warm the fire, "But uncle doesn't know how to make a brazier, he can do it seven or seven times."
“Uncle can not make a brazier, but uncle higher than you!”
Little Wa'er clenched his mouth, and admitted with a bitter face that he was slightly worse than his uncle.
At this moment, Wa'er finally remembered that there was someone else in the house, he turned his face away and looked out, his black pupils large and bright, "Uncle, are you not warming up near the fire? It's so cold outside, you're dressed too. Without it, you will easily catch a cold, and you will runny nose if you catch a cold!
Yanqin frowned.
Compared to Yanxi and Xiaowaer, she wore fewer clothes.
He could still see human sightings, two people beside the brazier at a glance looking like two spheres.
That's it for the little one, Yanxi used to be the most fashionable in Kyoto, the weather is full of wind and snow, and she also wears leather jackets and jeans for the winter, he said, and anyone who wants to wear extra clothes he will tease anyone.
Now.large grey jacket, loose cotton trousers, handmade wool sandals, large head tied to a horse tie, shapeless, only shaped.
The only body part that can be associated with fashion is probably the black and yellow curly hair on the head.
Returning to the main hall and sitting down, the stool was too short, Yanqin could not stretch her long legs, but the warmth brought by the burning brazier dissipated the chill outside the door.
"Your stuff has been delivered, and you've met people. Don't go back to town to work? Boss can't skip work at will, right? My sister-in-law also runs her own company, and she doesn't leave every day of the week. This is the attitude of a serious businessman." Yan Xi glanced at him, and turned the corner to drive people away.
Yanqin, "Don't worry, we're all here. Very polite to say hello after meeting everyone. I heard that Master Fu is here too? And Grandma Zhang, she saved Qiqi, as a I must thank the Yan family ."
Yan Xi pursed her lips, and muttered in a loud voice, "Now the identity of the Yan family has been strengthened."
"should."
"cutting."
Ginxi, "..." Honey, can you bring something to eat without just saying a few words?
Yan Qin lifted his lips and smiled, looking at the little baby, "OK."
Qiqi's eyes twinkled, her small chest puffed up, and she patted her hands up, "I made it!"
She helped, and her mother-in-law praised her for doing her job well.
“Qiqi is very strong?”
“This is not the best, uncle, do you want to see the sausage I made?”
Yanqin did not even have time to resist, so she was dragged into the kitchen by the little boy, and specifically noticed the bacon and sausages hanging on the room beam. Preserved meat so as not to fall.
Yanxi hugged her stomach and laughed on the floor of the main hall.
He did not even dare to stay in the kitchen to eat now, he would rather squat under the roof of the terrace with a bowl in his hand to eat!
The Qiqi realm killed the enemy invisibly, of course.
During this period, Eggy was not idle, taking out the system panel, trying to obtain information about Yanqin.
In the past, as long as it was related to Qiqi and had an important role in the world of ten parties, most systems would provide information.
Such as Song Yueliang, Fu Yanchi, and other members of the Yan family, such as Yanhuai, Yanxi, even Meng Jingxian.
Eggy hugged her wings, looking at the unresponsive panel in front of her, with a serious expression.
Strangely, Yanqin's information and attributes could not be known.
Logically, it shouldn't be.
Song Yueliang and Fu Yanchi had a role in the scene when they were young, and they were also hostile towards Yanxi, how could they not have any weight at all?
After all, this was someone who had a blood relationship with Qiqi, right? Could it be that Yan Qin was not from the Yan family, but was born from his mother to a wild human?
Eggy squinted, impossible.
Yanqin, Fu Yanchi and Yanxi are cousins. You can see the resemblance on his eyebrows and eyes, so it is impossible to look wild.
While snorting, Eggy swung the system panel, "Junk."
ZiZiZi—
A burst of electric current flowed in, electrocuting the slag so that its fur stood upright.
Qiqi seemed to have a feeling, her little head shaking, "Eggy, what's wrong with you?"
In the sea of consciousness, the Yin boy gritted his teeth, "It's okay, I just made a horse kill a chicken!"
“What is horse killer chicken?”
“How much, do you want me to read the Three Classic Characters to you again?”
Qiqi's small face turned green, and she slowly pulled her little head into a padded jacket, not daring to make any more noises.
Almost ten o'clock, Fu and Zhang Xifeng returned to the small courtyard one after another, saw guests at home, and were busy with lunch.
Cooking fumes billowed from the stove, the smell of firewood wafted from the courtyard, and the woman's call and the baby's gentle reply were heard from time to time.
The depression caused by the gloomy winter weather faded away silently in this kind of rustic fireworks.
At the meal, a small wooden table was placed in the open courtyard, with several small plates and some steamed sausages. Four people sat around the table, and a warm atmosphere of chatting and laughing filled the small courtyard.
Yanqin ate very quietly.