The Sweet Little Fulang

The book was tucked into the gap between the clothes and the box, only the spine of the book was exposed, but Lu Gu kept looking at it. He remembered that after Lu Wen bought a new book, he had to read it before reading it carefully, as if he had to recognize the words in it first.

But Lu Wen had already gone to school at that time and could read a lot of words. He only knew two words, and he couldn't even read other words, so he couldn't do it.

He put the clean quilt on the bed first, and when he came to close the box, he hesitated for a while, the joy of being able to study made him unable to hold out his hand.

Touching the hard spine of the book with his fingertips, Lu Gu was both curious and apprehensive, and he couldn't help but want to open it and take a look.

Holding the spine of the book with his fingers, he could pull the book out as long as he exerted force, but in the end, Lu Gu was still timid.

Books are something he doesn't understand at all, and they are expensive and expensive. If they are damaged, it will be bad.

Like many people in the countryside, although Lu Gu was very far away from the word "learning", he respected and envied him, so he didn't dare to move.

Besides, Shen Xuanqing gave him money and bought food for him. He could move the food, but something as rare as a book was different from others. Shen Xuanqing didn't tell him to see it, so how could he dare to touch it without authorization.

The box is closed again.

In the evening, Shen Xuanqing came back with the big dog. He wanted to catch a stupid fox with miscellaneous fur today, so he gathered a few fox furs to make a quilt, but he accidentally missed it and didn't catch it. Not only that, he was too anxious to catch up and was caught by the trees next to him. A hardwood branch poked out torn the sleeve.

In the deep mountains, foxes that can eat their own oil and water are naturally more refined, and it is not easy to catch them. As for the ones caught with great effort, one is that he is lucky. Besides, this year's weather is beautiful, and there are more foxes than in previous years. The other is that his ability to track and identify traces is more sophisticated than before, and he was even lucky enough to hit two rare silver foxes.

But good luck doesn't come all the time. Even if Lao Yangtou, who has been hunting for a lifetime, is distracted, there will be times when he misses.

As soon as he came back to Lu Gu, he saw that the sleeve of his left arm was missing, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Not to mention hunting in the mountains, even Lu Gu would suffer some minor injuries during his usual work. It was common for his hands to be scratched or scratched, but most of them were minor injuries, so there was no need to make a fuss.

It is rare for Shen Xuanqing's sleeves to be directly torn like this. Before, at most, the sleeves and trousers were torn a little. Just pinch the tear and sew it with a needle.

"It's broken, it's too cumbersome to walk down the rags, so I'll pull them off." Shen Xuanqing removed the bamboo basket and took out the torn sleeve from the inside.

Seeing that Lu Gu was still looking at his arm, he smiled and said, "I'm not injured, but my clothes are torn."

Lu Gu took the sleeve, nodded when he heard the words, and looked up at Shen Xuanqing's left eyebrow. There was a red mark on the eyebrow. Although there was no blood, the mark was very obvious.

"Above your eyes," he whispered, pointing his finger in the air.

"There are many miscellaneous branches in the woods, and I accidentally scratched it, so it's not in the way." Shen Xuanqing said with a smile.

After he was scratched on the top of his eyes, he touched it with his hand, but he didn't even bleed, and he didn't even care about it.

In the bamboo basket were a hare and two fat bamboo rats that were bitten to death. The bamboo rats caught today were all quite fierce, with sharp teeth, but they were used to hunting and were not afraid.

Shen Xuanqing came back early today, and Lu Gu cut the vegetables and brought the dried tofu, but the rice soup and steamed buns were already ready in the pot.

He was busy in the kitchen, and Shen Xuanqing came in after washing his hands. Seeing that there was a plate of hot steamed buns on the chopping board, he took one and ate it. The steamed buns with white noodles taste different, and are much finer than those with miscellaneous noodles.

The hot oil mixed with dried tofu is fried with pepper and sesame oil, which tastes more fragrant. After stir-frying autumn vegetables and mushrooms, garlic slices are also added. The vegetables are lighter, but they have oil and salt. of.

They eat fried dishes almost every day, which is better than many people in the village.

After eating and drinking, the sun hadn't set yet. After finishing the kitchen, Lu Gu remembered that Shen Xuanqing's outer clothes had to be patched up.

He went into the room to get a sewing basket and felt that it was getting colder and colder. Even if Shen Xuanqing ran outside, he had to wear thicker clothes, so he opened the big box containing the quilt and wanted to take out the thick clothes and winter clothes that were under it. If it's cold, wear more thick warm clothes, and it's not troublesome to take off after running hot in the noon.

The three quilts are all outside, so once you open the box, you can see the clothes and the book inside.

Lu Gu paused again, the joy and expectation of being able to read and read a book made him unable to hold back, anxious and hopeful, he carefully pulled out the book.

He didn't dare to move when Shen Xuanqing was away, but Shen Xuanqing came back now, he wanted to ask if he could teach him to recognize one or two characters today, even if he only recognized the first three characters on the paper. One, one is good, and it is also the beginning of his studies.

After getting along for so long, he knew that Shen Xuanqing was good to him, and he was no longer overly cautious and petty like before.

Holding the book in his hand, Lu Gu suddenly remembered the sentence that he didn't ask himself to take it for the purpose of stealing, but he thought again, Shen Xuanqing was here now, he didn't secretly read it behind his back, and he would read the book after asking. Not too late.

Just like buying Tang Pozi before, he was looking forward to being able to read and read, and he couldn't help it.

At this time, Shen Xuanqing, who had cleaned up the backyard and washed his hands, came into the room. When Lu Gu heard his footsteps stepping into the hall, he was unspeakably nervous.

When Shen Xuanqing stood at the door of the room, he saw Lu Gu holding the Qiankun map in his hand, and his pupils suddenly expanded, obviously startled.

"Is this the Three-Character Classic?" Lu Gu asked cautiously, holding up the book, with anticipation in his eyes while he was nervous.

Shen Xuanqing could hear his voice, but his feet seemed to be pinned to the ground, unable to move, and his eyes were a little sluggish. After reacting, he realized that Lu Gu thought it was a three-character classic that he wanted to learn.

"No, no." Shen Xuanqing's voice was hollow, and he denied it quickly. Now that he regained his strength, he lifted his foot and walked into the room, for fear that Lu Gu would take a step to open the book.

At such a critical moment, he could see from the ignorance and curiosity on Lu Gu's face that he must not have turned it over, otherwise, if he really saw what was inside, he would have been terrified.

It was rainy and windy in late autumn. Before Shen Xuanqing could **** the book away, a gust of wind blew in from outside the window and blew the book in Lu Gu's hand open.

Shen Xuanqing's outstretched hand froze in midair.

At this moment, it seemed as if the heaven and the earth were silent and the wind stopped, but the pages of the book that had been blown away stayed on an extremely unsightly picture. The content of this picture was different from others. Everywhere is meticulous, as if to let those who see it see everything clearly.

The separated legs are extremely unrestrained, the two children in the painting raised their heads and necks slightly, and even the crazy eyes that fell into it are very clearly outlined.

Compared with the monotonous black ink, this picture is painted with color, the eyebrows are brightly red, the lips are slightly open, the lips are slightly open, the end of the eye is red, and even a tear is drawn at the end of the eye. The tears are not crying.

What's more, there are more detailed places.

Because the wind blew the book open, Lu Gu's eyes couldn't help lowering. When he saw what was in the book, he was sluggish and didn't even have a reaction.

Because the back page did not hold the support with his hand, it slowly slid down, and it could be connected to the previous page. The posture and behavior of the two people in the picture changed and became even more filthy.

Shen Xuanqing didn't look at the back, the two pictures were really big, even if he stood on the opposite side and looked back, he would know what he was doing after a little recognition.

The second picture appeared in front of him, so scared that Lu Gu's hand softened, and the book fell off.

Shen Xuanqing didn't want to take a half step forward, reached out to catch the Qiankun map, and closed the book with one thumb.

He withdrew his hand, with lingering fears. He held the book tightly in his right hand and hung it by his leg. He wanted to hide it behind him, but his face made him feel extremely entangled.

Shen Xuanqing's face turned red and white for a while, and when she was found this kind of pickled stuff, she didn't know where to put her face.

He froze in place, not even knowing what he was thinking, and Mu Leng Leng couldn't say a word.

Lu Gu was so frightened that his eyelashes trembled, his pupils seemed to be trembling, and unknowingly a splash of overly frightened water surged up.

The picture on the picture is an action that has never been seen or experienced before. Where has he seen such a filthy and shameful thing, and even at first glance, he doesn't understand why, it is obviously a three-character classic, why is it such a picture.

When Lu Gu looked over with tears in his eyes, Shen Xuanqing pursed his lips and his jaw line was tight, his face was a little pale, and he looked very scary.

Lu Gu was scared to tears by him, he took a small step back, and didn't dare to look at him again.

His face was completely gone, and the husband was still scared to cry by himself. Tears fell to the ground. Shen Xuanqing suddenly became angry, and strode forward with red ears, pushing Lu Gu onto the bed behind him.

Tears were shed only because there was too much water in his eyes. Lu Gu didn't want to cry. After being pushed onto the bed by Shen Xuanqing, he was really frightened and wanted to cry, because he didn't know what Shen Xuanqing was going to do.

The rough, big hand reached into the undershirt and pushed up from the waist, making a little more force, but it didn't hurt him.

His lips were bitten and kissed indiscriminately. Lu Gu was not an opponent at all. He could only open his mouth while pinching his jaw. The more his tears flowed, the more he wetted his temples and even the single mattress on both sides of his head.

Seeing this, Shen Xuanqing let go of him angrily, got up and sat beside him, looking down a little decadently.

Lu Gu wiped his tears with the back of his hand before sitting up. He didn't make a sound, and even if he was wronged, he would be bored in his heart and dare not say anything.

Shen Xuanqing raised his eyes and glanced at him, feeling depressed and annoyed in his heart, depressing why he had brought the Qiankun map up the mountain in the first place, and was annoyed that he had just pushed Lu Gu and pinched Lu Gu's jaw, he clearly knew that his husband was very timid.

"I, I didn't mean to push you." He pursed his lips slightly, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I didn't know what I was doing just now."

Lu Gu looked over subconsciously.

"That book..." Shen Xuanqing paused for a while, and then said ruthlessly: "It's an **** palace drawing. I didn't know how to do it before, and it always hurt you, so I found that book to read."

No matter how sophisticated an eighteen-year-old young man is, he admits in front of his husband that he can't do it when he has a good face in some places. It can be said that there will never be such a shameful thing again. The more Shen Xuanqing said, the lower his voice. I couldn't even lift my head up.

The room was very quiet. Lu Gu raised his arm and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve. His eyes were still red, so he reached out and carefully tugged at the corner of Shen Xuanqing's clothes.