Anti-traversal: Finding the Little Brother, the Silly Fulang

The veterinarian was quickly called in, and the hot milk was ready. When Lin Lang put the puppy in front of the small bowl full of milk fragrance, the puppy regained energy instantly, stuck out its pink tongue, and tentatively began to lick the milk. After tasting the taste, he began to drink it in big gulps, which made Lin Lang very happy.

After the puppy licked a small bowl of milk, the veterinarian also checked the puppy and said that the puppy was still healthy. It was just cold and hungry before. It took good care of it for a few days, and it soon recovered. It will get better, but the veterinarian also ordered that the puppy should not be bathed within the last month. After the critical period, it can only be bathed if it grows very strong.

"Ah, then... no, smelly, right?" Lin Lang pursed his mouth unhappily, and asked the veterinarian again, "Really, can't you take a bath?"

"Returning to General Fulang, I really can't. The puppy was born not long ago and is in a weak stage. If you bathe it rashly, it may not survive."

"Ah, so...serious?" Hearing this, Lin Lang's eyes widened immediately, then he shook his head again and again, and said, "Then, don't take a bath, Lang Lang, don't give it a bath."

"Since that's the case, it's better to let someone take care of it these days, and then hug it when it's healthy, okay?" Mo Qifeng reached out and touched Lin Lang's head, and ordered someone to get the consultation fee from the veterinarian. Have someone carry the puppy down, and order someone to take care of it, and when it recovers and has been washed, it will be carried back to Lin Lang.

Seeing the servants taking the puppy away, Lin Lang was a little bit reluctant, and watched without blinking his big eyes, but he was also afraid that he would not take good care of the puppy with his hands and feet, and would kill the puppy, so he didn't make a sound To stop him, he only asked: "Take care, take care, for nothing!"

"Yes, master's husband." In response, the servants carried the puppy and retreated. Another servant also brought the veterinarian's consultation fee, and sent the veterinarian all the way out of the general's mansion.

After everyone left, Mo Qifeng led Lin Lang to the warehouse, and together they went to Lin's house to choose gifts for tomorrow.

"Langlang, look at this suet jade bracelet and earrings, how about giving them to your mother?" Mo Qifeng looked at the pair of earrings and bracelets in the brocade box. The workmanship was exquisite and the jade was of high quality. Ask Lin Lang.

Hearing the sound, Lin Lang also moved to Mo Qifeng's side, looked at the bracelet and earrings lying in the middle of the red velvet cloth, and thought they were very pretty, so he nodded, "Mother wears them, they look good."

"Write this down." With Lin Lang's approval, Mo Qifeng turned his head and said to the steward guarding the warehouse, and continued to pull Lin Lang to pick gifts, and then picked out a set of go for Lin Fangyue made of emerald jade. Eldest brother Lin Yu picked out a Duan inkstone with stone eyes, second elder brother Lin Fang chose a purple jade//dongxiao, and third elder brother Lin Yi found a good violin.

Of the three elder brothers of the Lin family, one is good at calligraphy, one is good at Xiao Yue, and the other is good at playing the piano. Although Mo Qifeng's selections are not priceless and rare, they all suit their preferences, which shows that he has a heart for Lin Lang. I want to please Lin Lang's family.

After choosing the gift, Mo Qifeng asked Lin Lang, "Is there anything you like?"

After hearing Mo Qifeng's question, Lin Lang looked around the warehouse again, and finally settled on a very simple but transparent jade-colored blood jade hairpin. He saw that this hairpin didn't have any pendants of any color, it was the most simple Style, but the beauty lies in the beautiful blood color, the whole body is bright red, which is particularly dazzling.

"I want this." Lin Lang looked back and forth fondly at the blood jade hairpin, then ran back to Mo Qifeng, stood on tiptoe, and wanted to insert the hairpin into Mo Qifeng's bun, making Mo Qifeng dumbfounded.

"Lang Lang..." Reluctantly calling Lin Lang's name, Mo Qifeng stretched out his hand to hold Lin Lang's wrist, preventing Lin Lang from inserting the hairpin, which was obviously not worn by a man, into his bun.

"Huh?" Lin Lang looked at Mo Qifeng puzzled, moved his wrist, and said in disbelief, "Why, stop, Lang Lang? It's beautiful!"

"Good-looking is good-looking, but it's not suitable for brother Mo. This is what your brother wears. Give it to a big man. What does it look like?"

Shrunken mouth, Lin Lang's big eyes blinked, and suddenly a wave of moisture flooded into his eyes, making Lin Lang's big eyes look watery, with a bit of grievance, then he opened his mouth softly, with a little Sadly complaining: "Brother Mo...it doesn't hurt, it's a mess...no, it's a gift."

As he spoke, Lin Lang raised his hand that was not caught by Mo Qifeng and rubbed his eyes, but it only made his eyes redder, looking like a poor rabbit being bullied.

Sighing in his heart, Mo Qifeng had no choice but to let go of Lin Lang's wrist, lowered his head, and compromised helplessly: "Put it on for Brother Mo, Brother Mo likes it very much."

Immediately bursting into tears and laughing, Lin Lang happily inserted the blood jade hairpin in his hand//into Mo Qifeng's hair, then clapped his hands and shouted, "Looks good, looks good!"

But although Lin Lang was happy, the warehouse manager standing aside, seeing Mo Qifeng's honey-colored skin against the blood jade hairpin that was obviously worn by his brother, couldn't help but pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

Glancing sideways at the smiling steward, Mo Qifeng felt a little embarrassed, but seeing Lin Lang smiling happily, he gently raised his lips, raised his hand to pinch Lin Lang's face, and asked, "Satisfied?" Bar?"

"Yeah!" Nodding, Lin Lang couldn't help covering his mouth and giggling, then suddenly threw himself into Mo Qifeng's arms, and plunged his head into Mo Qifeng's arms, and said with a smile, "Brother Mo, good!"

As he said that, Lin Lang seemed to think of something again, looked up at Mo Qifeng, and ordered very seriously: "No, take it down!"

"Okay, okay, don't take it off, Langlang said when he won't wear it, he won't wear it for his husband..." As he said, he pinched Lin Lang's very blessed and thick earlobe with love and hatred, Mo Qifeng He directly hugged Lin Lang's waist, lifted Lin Lang up, picked Lin Lang up like a child, and then carried Lin Lang out of the warehouse, ready to go to the study to find a book, and the two of them read it together look.

Lin Lang is still literate, but his literacy ability is about the same as that of a child. He can't write words that are too difficult, and he can't understand sentences that are too long and obscure. I even explained it to him, and he could still understand what the story was about, and he listened with gusto.

Today, Mo Qifeng found a very famous vernacular book and read it to Lin Lang.

At this time, the two of them were snuggling up on the imperial concubine's couch in the study room. The room was burning with elegant incense and the fire was burning brightly, making it very warm.Lin Lang was nestled in Mo Qifeng's arms, and Mo Qifeng was sitting on the back of the imperial concubine's couch, with one leg stretched out and the other propped up comfortably, letting Lin Lang's head rest on his chest On, his upper body was wrapped in his arms, and he read the script with him.

"In March in Yangchun, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful." Mo Qifeng just started reading, but Lin Lang had a problem.

"Brother Mo, Jiangnan... What's there, it's beautiful?" Lin Lang had never been out of Fengjing, and he was very interested in talking to Jiangnan, who often appeared in the book.

"There, there are winding rivers, beautiful white jade arch bridges, rows of weeping willows by the river, yellow and green vines in full bloom, and apricot, pear, and peach blossoms. There are countless kinds of flowers, and the rhododendrons all over the mountains and plains make people intoxicated... ..." Mo Qifeng slowly described the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River for Lin Lang in a deep voice, making Lin Lang imagine pictures in his mind. .”

Leaning over to kiss Lin Lang's hair, Mo Qifeng replied softly: "Okay, next spring, Brother Mo will take you there."

"Okay." Immediately smiling happily and rolling his big eyes, Lin Lang pointed to the story book and urged Mo Qifeng, "Continue, tell the story!"

So, Mo Qifeng continued to read the script for Lin Lang, which gradually made Lin Lang fascinated.

The story is about a thousand-year-old vixen who, in order to repay his kindness, transformed into an ordinary man in the world and married the reincarnated scholar who had saved him thousands of years ago.

The vixen is alluring and peerless, the scholar is elegant and handsome, and he is a beautiful couple.The two did live a life like a fairy couple, but gradually, the difference between the vixen and ordinary people made the scholar suspicious, and there was a gap between the two. In addition, the scholar later met a Taoist priest who said that he The energy is weak, and it is suspected that he is entangled by a monster. If the monster is not eliminated as soon as possible, he may not live for a month.

Hearing this, the scholar was terrified, and he was even more suspicious of his brother-in-law who looked like a fairy at home, so he listened to the master's words, took a small demon-slaying dagger given to him by the Taoist priest, and went home. In the middle of the night, after my sweet husband fell asleep, he stabbed the other party's heart with a small dagger, and killed the vixen who came to repay his favor with his own hands.

The vixen let out a cry of pain, his body glowed brightly, and suddenly, he turned into a fiery red fox. The fox weakly opened its eyes, and called mournfully to the scholar, "Husband..." Before he could say anything, he lost his breath and died.

Then, the Taoist priest who gave the scholar the dagger appeared in the small room of the scholar and the vixen with a big laugh, then he raised his hand and cast a spell, and took away the thousand-year inner alchemy of the vixen. The dumbfounded scholar sneered, "It's beyond stupid."

"What do you mean?" The scholar seemed to react suddenly, and rushed to grab the Taoist priest, but was pushed away by the Taoist priest with a flick of the whisk.

The scholar fell to the ground, turned his head to look at the big fox who was dying, and then at the Taoist priest who had taken away the inner alchemy of the vixen with an indifferent face. He suddenly seemed to understand something, yelled suddenly, and rushed towards the Taoist priest, shouting : "You give me back my husband, give me back my husband!"

"Get lost!" Kicking the scholar away until he vomited blood, the Taoist sneered and said, "Blame me? It's obviously because you are not firm in your will and doubted your husband, so you gave me an opportunity to take advantage of it. This vixen is about to become a fairy, and his kindness has been repaid long ago, so he can leave, but he has been staying here foolishly, wanting to continue your life, I can't see him continue to use his spiritual power to continue your life... My life, what I want is his intact inner alchemy, wish me practice."

After finishing speaking, the Taoist priest was about to leave, but the scholar was stunned. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, grabbed the dagger and was about to charge towards the evil Taoist priest, but he was no match for the Taoist priest. Finally, he suffered from angina pectoris and died outside the house.

Before he died, his eyes were wide open, and he kept staring at the big fox in the house. His eyes were full of remorse and pain, but he could not blame others. It was he who killed his husband, himself, and let the originally happy family die. rupture.

This is the end of the storybook. The author finally wrote these two sentences, "Monsters also have feelings, but humans have no heart. Don't hesitate when you gain, and lose it."

After hearing such a tragedy, Lin Lang was stunned. He stupidly looked at the book that had turned to the last page, and tears suddenly flowed down his face.

The next moment, Lin Lang turned his head and buried his face in Mo Qifeng's chest, and asked in a very puzzled manner: "Why, scholar, the key point, little fox? Little fox, it's so, so good for him!"

"Because people's hearts are complicated and selfish, and they are always afraid of things they don't know." Raising his hand to touch the back of Lin Lang's head, Mo Qifeng also felt a little sad.

"Then, what if it's Lang Lang?" When Lin Lang listened to the story, he unconsciously brought his elder brother, the vixen, into himself, imagining the scholar as Mo Qifeng, so he was very sad, because he couldn't imagine Mo Qifeng treating him like this .

"Huh? What do you mean?" Mo Qifeng didn't quite understand his brother's sensitive and delicate thoughts, so he lowered his head and asked.

"That's right, if Langlang, yes, fox spirit. Brother Mo, don't you, will, don't believe it, Langlang...or even kill Langlang?" Looking up, Lin Lang's eyes were red, and he looked a little pitiful, but he was no longer Tears, but still a little sad.

"What nonsense, it's just a story."

"Langlang, yes, just ask!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Lang was so persistent, Mo Qifeng immediately replied: "If Lang Lang is a little vixen, Brother Mo is willing to be sucked up by you and become your prisoner..."

As he said that, Mo Qifeng threw away the book, turned over and held Lin Lang down, and kissed Lin Lang's lips. After the kiss, he said softly, "I am me, and a scholar is a scholar, so I won't be so useless. He can't recognize his husband, doubts his husband, and even harms his husband. If Langlang is a little goblin, Brother Mo will lock up the little goblin and dote on him every night, so that the little goblin can't do without his man. Obediently stay by his man's side. And his man would rather be sucked up by the little goblin and die in the hands of the little goblin, and he will be content with it..."

The voice gradually became low, and Mo Qifeng put his head on Lin Lang's neck, kissed it with his lips, and arched Lin Lang's neck like a big dog, so that Lin Lang couldn't help laughing, "Haha ...Langlang, that's not true, little fairy."

"Really? Why does my husband think that Langlang is even more of a little goblin than a little goblin, and he is so fascinated by Mo Ge's heart and eyes that there is nothing else." Standing on his arms, Mo Qifeng quietly stared into Lin Lang's eyes, and then Slowly lowering his head, he kissed Lin Lang's lips again, exchanging a sweet kiss with Lin Lang, which gradually let Lin Lang let go of the depression in his heart, and his body softened accordingly.

"Brother Mo..." When Mo Qifeng let go of his lips, Lin Lang couldn't help squinting his eyes, and called Mo Qifeng lazily. The itching was unbearable, but Mo Qifeng didn't want to do anything, he just hugged Lin Lang to be gentle again.

Gradually, the bone-chilling chill outside and the spring light overflowing inside the house formed an absolute contrast. At the back, even the warmth inside the house suppressed all the cold, leaving only the husband and wife crossing their necks Entangling warmth and love.