The curtains have very good light-blocking properties. They are thickened ones that Feng Wuli bought specially for his zombies. After they are closed, even during the day, no light can come through, not to mention that it is just six o'clock and the sky is still dark.

The dark room was not clearly visible. Perhaps for this reason, Wang Xilou did not hesitate at all and sat on the edge of the bed to get dressed.

After putting the loose and comfortable home clothes on her head, she then pulled the corners of the clothes down to completely cover the woman's perfect waist and purple bra straps, and then used the back of her hand to pull out the hair that was tucked into the clothes and shook it.

Head, make the hair on the back regular, take a wooden hairpin on the bedside table with your right hand, twist the hair into one with both hands, keep twisting it, and finally insert the hairpin, leaving only a few hair strands at the neck.

She stood up, straightened her clothes, patted them, and looked back before going out. She couldn't help but laugh when she saw that her little apprentice was still looking directly at her.

"Why are you looking at Master all the time?"

"...The first time I see you, well, seeing you like this, this feeling of watching you get up, is hard to describe, but it feels really good anyway."

"Didn't I meet you when we were at my uncle's house?"

"You always wore underwear to bed at that time."

"Master was a little embarrassed at that time."

"Are you embarrassed now?"

She pretended to sigh helplessly: "I've been studied by an archaeologist all night, so what can I do if I'm sorry?"

"..."

The little zombie laughed out loud, stretched out a finger and tapped his forehead a few times: "You can sleep a little longer, it's only six o'clock."

Feng Wuli was really sleepy. Last night, he sent spiritual power to the little zombie for the whole night. He felt a bit drained of emptiness, and felt like he had stayed up all night for two or three nights.

I closed my eyes and all I could think about was the back just now.

I just couldn't sleep.

…

At half past six, it was a cold late autumn morning. There were few cars on the street, which made the road very wide. There was only one streetlight far away, which could only drive away a small area of ​​darkness under the streetlight. The white light of the streetlight shone on me, and the light felt cold.

.

Po Nu tightened her tight school uniform jacket, pulled the chain to the collar, and raised the collar. She tied her hair into a high ponytail, retracted her hands into her sleeves, and walked toward the old street.

This clothes is his junior high school uniform, which can't help but make Po Nu feel a little warm in her heart. It is the warmth in her heart that makes her feel that the wind is not so cold anymore, and she even fantasizes that maybe he will be on these clothes.

the taste of.

Unfortunately, it didn't. She could only tell herself through fantasy that the smell mixed with the smell of wardrobe and laundry detergent was his smell.

She walked about a kilometer, during which she fell thirteen times, hit a telephone pole twice, and was startled by a cat that suddenly jumped out and almost fell into the construction site, but she didn't care at all, even if

While walking on an empty zebra crossing, she was hit by a driver who was driving a long distance due to fatigue, and she was knocked off a road pole. She got up as if nothing was wrong, but the driver looked frightened and worried, and even waved his hand when he wanted to take her to the hospital.

, just said fiercely: This matter can't be solved for two hundred! In the end, the other party gave her five hundred. After getting the money, she put her little hands in the pockets of her school uniform jacket, pulled the jacket straight, and walked back leisurely.

I was still humming and thinking about how amazing I was at playing just now, and I was in a beautiful mood.

Return to Lao Cai safely.

The white light in the east was dim, and the fog in the late autumn morning had not yet dissipated. Ponu took a deep breath of cold air from his nose and entered his entire respiratory tract, and shivered.

The street light next to her suddenly turned off automatically. The girl at the intersection slowly raised her head. The sky on the old street was filled with intricate black cables and iron boxes on the telephone poles. She exhaled a thin white mist, and the sky slowly changed.

During the lighting process, it will be completely bright and transparent in about twenty minutes.

Neighbors on the old street opened the door sleepily, wearing long johns and saying hello in lazy tones. They went out to take out water and garbage. Sanitation workers sat on the roadside eating steamed buns. An old man in a white vest held a small steel cannon and fired it loudly.

I walked out slowly and scolded my children early in the morning.

Some elderly people have already begun to go out to buy groceries, carrying a basket.

"Where did Xiao Wang go so early?" An old lady spoke to her.

Po Nu entered the state in almost a second and replied with a smile: "I just went for a morning run, little... Aunt Su set off so early?"

If there was any difference in temperament between her and Wang Xilou just now, it has completely disappeared now. Even if Feng Wuli came, he would not be able to recognize it.

They share the identity of Wang Xilou and all the interpersonal relationships, because they are Wang Xilou.

"What a shame, if I didn't go there earlier, all the good meat would have been bought up." Su Yi complained.

"Yes, I'm going back to change my clothes and get ready."

"Then we have to hurry up."

"I'll turn on the battery."

"I want it."

I took out the key and returned to the incense shop, but the door opened by itself.

The two Wang Xilou met at the door. Ponu blinked, grinned, and hugged Wang Xilou around her waist, placing his entire weight on her.

"I'm so tired." She exhaled.

"Going out to play all night again."

Wang Xilou slapped her on the head angrily, turned around and went back to the house.

Po Nu hugged her waist and backed away.

"Don't hold me, you're so heavy."

"??"

Wang Xilou pretended that he had an extra pendant on his body and went back to the yard to make breakfast: "Do you want to have breakfast? Or should you go back to rest in the shadows?"

"Eat! There seems to be fish balls in the refrigerator, is that impossible?"

"……open."

If Ponu hugged Wang Xilou's waist, it would hinder her work, so she put her hands around Wang Xilou's neck from behind, hung her whole body on her back, rested her head on her shoulders, and watched her go to the well.

Get some water, boil it, chop green onions, and get two loaves of noodles.

The two of them kept talking. Po Nu was chattering a little, talking about what he met and who he met. He added a boy on WeChat. If it bothers you, just ignore it. Wang Xilou would occasionally say a word or two and ask for help.

Don't give her an identity, Po Nu shook his head repeatedly and said that he didn't want it.

"I forgot whether I added salt, you can taste it."

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

"It's all because you kept talking to me that I forgot."

"Hiss Liu...added."

"Don't stick to me, go over there and sit down."

"Your hair is a little loose, let me tie it up again for you."

"..."

This scene is quite strange, but inexplicably heartwarming.

Feng Wuli, who was upstairs wearing his school uniform and preparing to go downstairs, saw the scene in the yard from the window, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and then went downstairs.

Wang Xilou, who was preparing to fetch another bucket of water in the yard, turned around and raised her head. Po Nu, who was still hanging behind her, also raised her head. Two identical faces looked at him and smiled at the same time.

The morning fog happened to disperse. At this time, the yard was like a cloud that blocked the sunshine on the playground at noon in summer. The brightness bar was continuously pulled from the lowest to the highest. This morning quickly became bright and bright.

The bucket entered the bottom of the well with a splash, water splashed up, and the bucket collided back and forth with the well wall, making a gurgling sound.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Good morning, little apprentice."

"Po Nu is back... I woke up and couldn't sleep, so I went back to school early to see if I had any unwritten homework."

Wang Xilou muttered in a low voice: "What do you call me little disciple? Your memory does not range from twelve years ago to now."

"Oh, you actually accepted him as your apprentice. Did you want to accept him as your apprentice at that time? I'm embarrassed to expose you. I know what you think. Let me explain what I think... Oh, yes, since childhood

Instill the idea that you want to marry me when you grow up, and then..."

"Shut up and eat your breakfast!"

"My little apprentice, she is cruel to me!"

Feng Wuli silently took a bowl of noodles to the yard and sat down.

If he is quarreling with himself, how can he break up the quarrel?

Po Nu also brought a bowl of noodles and sat next to Feng Wuli.

"How's it going, little apprentice? Is it delicious? I made it?" Po Nu asked expectantly, consciously giving Wang Xilou's credit to himself.

Wang Xilou didn't care, and looked in the mirror in the kitchen. The hair that Po Nu had tied up for her was quite nice, pinned at the back of her head, clean, neat, gentle and generous.

Master is so beautiful.

Take a photo and send it to Moments.

What kind of action do you want to do?

Feng Wuli took a look at the kitchen and saw that the little zombie had changed its direction from an old lady born in the 1950s to an aunt born in the 1970s, and began to be interested in some things that middle-aged women like.
To be continued...