The First Bully is a Girl: Boy, Are You Dating?

the next day.

The old man got up early to cook.

The two little guys were sticking to Fuxi's side and chatting non-stop.

When the old man's rice was ready, he stretched his neck and looked out after serving it on the table.

"Huh? Why hasn't that kid come back? Didn't he say he was going to leave breakfast for him?"

"Who are you talking about, Grandpa?"

The little girl pulled her brother and ran over, looking at the old man Shi with bright eyes.

"Just the one you led in yesterday."

The old man Shi poked the little girl's skull and sneered.

"Wipe your saliva, you worthless girl, no matter how you fall in love with others at first sight, they will not marry you back home!"

"!!why!?"

The little girl was stunned.

"Why doesn't the pretty little brother like me? Why don't you marry me home! I'm so cute and well-behaved, why doesn't he marry me—"

"You are too young."

When the old man was bad-hearted, he teased his stupid girl.

What is this little girl looking at all night?

At such a young age, I can't understand anything else. I don't want to be smart about this, I just want to mad at him!

"Yes, but I will grow up!"

"When you grow up, he gets old!"

"!! As old as grandpa?"

"...What do you call it? What's wrong with me getting old? It's like you're not getting old!"

The old man frowned, poked the little girl's head, and sneered.

"That's right, he's just as old as me, what's the matter! If he's like this, it depends on how you marry!"

"...Wow~ Don't! Pretty little brother don't become so old and ugly! Don't--"

The little girl looked at her grandfather's wrinkled face, and imagined that the beautiful little brother was also like this. She was frightened and cried loudly, very resisting and accepting it.

But her childish words almost didn't blow up the old man Shi.

Staring at the tiger's eyes, pinching his neck, grabbing the little girl's ear and cursing.

"How do you talk? What does it mean to be so old and ugly! Do you want to be beaten, stinky girl!"

"...Grandpa, grandpa, let go, you're about to tug at Sakura's ear—"

While being frightened by the roar of the old man Shi, the little Taoist priest who shrank his neck dryly stretched out his hand to stop him.

But at the moment his grandfather was angry and ignored him at all.

He turned back helplessly and asked his master for help.

But he didn't want to turn his head and saw the little brother who gave him candy yesterday.

The little priest's eyes lit up.

"Little brother-"

The Chu youth was carrying a large bag of snacks in his hand, jokingly looking at the furious Mr. Shi, tsk tsk and shook his head.

"They're right, the old man is really not good-looking. If he's not good-looking, isn't he old and ugly? To be honest, you're still angry. This temper is not good--"

"!!!roll!!"

When the old man was angry.

In this early morning, how can these little **** be so tossed! ?

ahhh-

Really **** him off!

"Little brother, little brother~~"

The little girl who rescued her ears from her grandfather rushed over and hugged Chu Juvenile's leg directly, her eyes sparkling.

"What are you carrying, it looks so heavy-"

"Snacks, I promised you."

The little girl was stunned.

"Didn't you coax me yesterday?"

"I don't coax people, I always talk."

She reached out and hooked the little girl's horn braid, and smiled with her lips bent.

The little girl's quirky big eyes flickered twice, and then she showed a big smile.

"Well! Little brother doesn't lie!"

The young man Chu shook the bag in his hand.

"Do you want to carry it yourself?"

"want!"

The little girl released Chu Jujuan's legs and turned to look at the little Taoist priest.

"Brother, please help me~, shall we eat together?"

The little Taoist pursed his lips and smiled shyly.

"Um."

Looking at the two small things, each carrying one side, with a blushing face, and moving forward step by step, the smile on the corner of Chu Jujuan's lips deepened.

He turned his head to look at the angry old man.

"Good tutoring."

When the old man gouged out a look at him.

"Have a meal!"

Breakfast is very sparse and usual, sweet potato millet porridge, big white steamed buns, two pickles, and one stew.

It can be said that it is very rich.

Looking at the young man who didn't pay attention at all, washed his hands and sat down, holding the steamed buns, the old man's eyes flashed.

"You are more calm than I thought, after all—"

He glanced at the innocent-looking boy and snorted coldly.

"Eldest young master, it's not bad for money~, it's a trivial matter to cover me here, right?"

"...What does this have to do with eating?"

With a slanted glance at the ill-intentioned old man Shi, the young man Chu stuffed pickles into the steamed buns and bit them in his mouth.

"You're trying to laugh at Lord, the kind of mental **** who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, puts on airs and plays music, doesn't look down on pickled steamed buns and sweet potato porridge, and insists on eating abalone and bird's nest, right?"

"..."

The old man's mouth twitched.

"Aren't the young and old of the rich family all of that kind of virtue?"

"Old man, what misunderstanding do you have about the wealthy family? Being rich is one thing, identity is one thing, and tutoring is another thing. Things like mouse **** are not just for the wealthy family. Is it something between us?"

"...Eat your meal!"

The old man was choked.

He also owes it!

He knew that he couldn't say anything about this kid, but he always liked to stab him, and it was hopeless.

The two little guys carried things around the house and ran out to wash their hands and eat.

Quite obediently, he didn't directly eat snacks instead of eating. It can be said that Mr. Shi and Fuxi taught these two little guys very well.

After the meal, the two little guys stuffed a lot of snacks in their pockets and went out to play hand in hand.

The old man continued to make his talisman paper.

Chu Juvenile followed Fuxi to practice recognizing various talismans and drawing various talismans.

You can even discuss with him about the knowledge of refining medicine.

The small package that the old man gave her earlier contained several books on the refining of many different medicinal herbs.

Fuxi actually knew a lot about medicine pills.

It's just that he can't make pills, because his spiritual roots are damaged, and he can't bear the excessive consumption of spiritual power when he can't make pills.

If you are not careful, the destruction of Dan is small, and the death of people is big.

But he had studied it, so he was able to explain a thing or two for the young man Chu.

The days of being so engrossed in research would have been quite fulfilling, if Father Chu hadn't called.

"Dad?"

"Well, did Shen Changlin contact you?"

Chu youth raised his eyebrows.

I find this question a bit strange.

Immediately after that, he seemed to think of something, and his face darkened slightly.

"What's up with him?"

"disappeared."

Take a sip.

Chu Juvenile stood up from the chair, the suffocating energy on his body was up and down, like a fierce beast roaring and struggling to break free.

Powerful and shocking.

The too dark aura made Fuxi look up slightly, feeling that it was a bit difficult to breathe.

"Where did he go missing? Make it clear!"

She turned and walked out, took two steps and then turned to look at Fuxi.

"Tell the old man, I have something to deal with-"