[Qin Dynasty] Hu Gongzi's Growth History

"Zhang Huan'er, prepare some water for me and boil more—"

Zhang Huaner, who was dozing off outside the door, was awakened by Hu Hai's words. After wiping the corners of his mouth, he went to the water room to toss hot water.

There is also a ration of this firewood, and Hu Hai usually just wipes it off, but it is rare to plan to make a bubble today.Zhang Huaner sighed while blowing on the fire.

When Zhang Huan'er came in to pour the water, he found that Hu Hai could not be seen on the bed, only a small lump curled up at the head of the bed, and that small lump was really... weird and inexplicable.After Zhang Huan'er was ready, he couldn't help but stepped forward and poked him.

The little protrusion trembled twice, and then slowly poked out a small head. After discovering that it was Zhang Huan'er, Hu Hai just breathed a sigh of relief, rolled up the quilt and sat up, biting his lower lip after hesitation for a long time and asked: "Did you come in?" At that time, did you find anything wrong?"

Zhang Huan'er was puzzled, "What is the young master referring to?"

Hu Hai squinted at him, "Didn't you see anything?"

Zhang Huan'er nodded immediately, "Young master, don't worry, the villain didn't see anything. The villain will go out now, and even if he sees something, he will treat it as if he didn't see it. But please don't stay in the water for too long, sir."

Hu Hai looked at the back of Zhang Huan'er leaving in a hurry without tears, no, you got me wrong...

He turned his head to look at the little chubby baby who was biting his fingers and floating in the air, with a few teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, looking at him pitifully.

Two people...one person and one ghost are showing a stalemate.Hu Hai roared a few words silently, and said with stiff hair, "You are not allowed to come in with me!" He still hasn't forgotten what happened when the kid slapped him so hard just now.

When the chubby boy heard Hu Hai's words, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, making Hu Hai look like a bandit leader.

Hu Hai still had scruples about the little fat boy, so he rolled up the quilt and moved around him to the side of the wooden barrel.Throwing down the quilt, stepping on a small wooden stool into the water, the warm water surrounded him, driving away the chill that still remained in his limbs.

"Patta...pata..." Hearing this regular and penetrating voice, Hu Hai shrank his neck into the hot water, looked up at the little fat boy in front of him, "Can you, can you put Wicha at the corner of the mouth?" That bloody look was really scary.

From the scene just now, Hu Hai knew that although the ghost could not speak, he could still understand what he said.It's just that after Zhang Huan'er came in, Hu Hai finally confirmed that in the eyes of others, the little fat baby does not exist.

The little fat boy pouted, grabbed a handful in the void, and a small handkerchief suddenly appeared in his hand.He squeezed the corner of the small handkerchief and wiped his face indiscriminately, but the blood was all over his face.After finishing, he looked at Hu Hai contentedly, his big red eyes were full of anticipation.

Hu Hai turned his head stiffly, so it looks even scarier, okay?

After working hard to build up his mind, Hu Hai turned his head to look at the little fat boy who was half floating in the air and said in a low voice, "Why are you pestering me?" When he said this, his eyes kept looking outside the door. Zhang Huan'er will definitely be guarding by the door when it comes to boiling hot water, if he hears it, it will be troublesome.

The little fat boy's eyes lit up, he pointed at Hu Hai, and then nodded himself.After doing this several times, even Hu Hai knows what he means... If you really want to count it this way, there is only one thing that is different from usual recently, and that is the little black group he poked a few days ago. Nothing more.Thinking about it this way, Hu Hai was also a little embarrassed, he was happy to stay in the latrine, why did he bring him back.

"It's a crime!" He couldn't help sighing, and countless splashes were splashed on the water surface when he hit it.Zhang Huaner, who had been listening to the corner of the wall outside the door, was amused, "Master, when did you learn this word?" When Hu Hai was depressed, he just slapped the water hard.Zhang Huan'er shook his head, lowered his head and secretly laughed.

Hu Hai looked at the crack of the door, even if he didn't see him, he knew that Zhang Huan'er must still be laughing at him.

snort.He snorted softly, and his whole body was submerged in the water again, his long hair floating up and down in the water.

The little fat boy stayed in Hu Hai's room like this, no matter how Hu Hai drove him away, he just looked at him with big watery eyes, and then whimpered softly.

At this time, Hu Hai felt inexplicably guilty!

On the fifth day, he finally gave in and said, "It's fine, you can stay if you like." Just don't bother him.

After these few days of training, Hu Hai is not as afraid of the little fat ghost as before, but every time his body feels cold, he will always get goosebumps all over his body and feel extremely uncomfortable, so he still subconsciously avoids him.

However, after receiving Hu Hai's promise, the little fat ghost was already dancing around the room with joy.Hu Hai looked at the white and tender body flying around the room, and shrugged helplessly. If he was allowed to stay, at least he had to get him... clothes?How indecent!

But how would a ghost dress?Burn it to him?While Hu Hai was thinking, he rushed to Juying Hall in a hurry.If it wasn't for seeing the little chubby cub appearing in front of his eyes every morning when he opened his eyes, Hu Hai would never have given in so easily, and he would have to continue to persist for three or two days.

So when he came back, Hu Hai resolutely chose the latter between reading a book and helping the little fat baby find clothes.He stretched out his hand to beckon the little fat melon who shrunk himself into a ball on the bookshelf, and the little fat baby erratically landed in front of Hu Hai. Hu Hai restrained the urge to shrink back, and said softly: "If I want to give you clothes, yes burn it to you?"

The little fat boy's red eyes lit up, and he nodded his head excitedly. Ever since Hu Hai showed his dislike for the blood on his face, the little fat boy has not appeared in such a look for a long time, and now he looks immature and cute. The appearance made Hu Hai feel a little generous, and he was not so repulsive for a while.

He glanced outside the door and pulled out a brazier from the corner.As winter is approaching, Zhang Huan'er has already made the preparations that should be done, but Hu Hai dislikes the smell of charcoal, and always burns charcoal for warmth when he can't bear it.He rummaged through the cabinet and found some small clothes from the cabinet, which were made by his mother for him when he was young.

Hu Hai stared at these little clothes, and was in a daze for a while, until the little fat baby curiously stretched out her white and tender little hand in front of his eyes. Fat baby, "It's cheaper for you."

He put the clothes into the brazier, and fetched the flint. With the sound of knocking, sparks splashed and fell on the clothes. Seeing that the clothes were burnt to form a small hole, Hu Hai was stunned for a moment. Should I silently say the name of the little fat baby in my heart or something?

Hu Hai frowned, "What's your name?"

The little chubby baby flattened his mouth, opened and closed his small mouth, and finally pouted high.Hu Hai remembered that the little guy couldn't speak, so he rubbed his forehead helplessly, remembered the shape of his mouth just now, and remembered that he was left behind by him on the fifth day, so he said casually: "Then call you Wuer. "

As the flames burned, Hu Hai silently recited Wuer, who had just been named, in his heart.Wu'er obviously liked the name very much, and she was so excited that she burst into tears again.

"Wu'er! Your tears are about to put out the fire..." Hu Hai gritted his teeth and said the first two words, and then endured it silently, not being as knowledgeable as a child.

Wu'er sobbed and drifted a little away, looking at Hu Hai eagerly, and then at the flames that had been extinguished by his tears.Although the ghost's tears are not a real object, the coldness is still the nemesis for the flame.

After the flames completely engulfed the clothes, Hu Hai saw with his own eyes that Wu'er's small body was gradually covered by the clothes that had just been burned to ashes. The appearance of ordinary children.

Looking at Wu'er in joy, Hu Hai suddenly couldn't remember the terrifying appearance of Wu'er before.

So far, the relationship between Hu Hai and Wu'er can be regarded as a rare peace and harmony, which is already a leap forward for "Hu Daudao".

This day, he came out of Juying Hall with bumpy steps, thinking about how to argue with Zhang Huaner. During this time, Hu Hai seemed to be addicted to playing. He secretly burned a lot of things for Wuer in the backyard. When things disappeared from the brazier and appeared next to Wu'er little by little, Hu Hai couldn't help but marvel at the strange scene.When he came to his senses, the charcoal fire had already cost him a lot. When Zhang Huan'er found out that there was a shortage of charcoal fire, even Hu Hai, who was the master, was a little embarrassed.

However, there is no Zhang Huaner outside Juying Hall.

Hu Hai stopped in his footsteps, and looked at it again, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his face suddenly became cold.Before he could walk away, a strange face suddenly appeared in front of him, bowed his waist, said respectfully with a smile all over his face: "Little man Liu Pei, I have met the ten sons."

Liu Bei felt that Master Shi's eyes moved to him little by little, and the smile on his face stopped before the words he had conceived in his heart came out.

He swallowed his saliva, and continued: "Little man Liu Pei is the attendant sent by Mr. Zhao Gao to serve you." He swallowed all the flattering words he planned before.

"Where's Zhang Huan'er?" Hu Hai asked in a deep voice.

Hu Hai is only six or seven years old, and now is the age when his voice is crisp and clear. He should be lively and uplifting, but Liu Bei forcibly hears a gloomy meaning from it.

After weighing it over and over again, Liu Bei replied, "Your original attendant has been taken away by Mr. Zhao Gao because of the theft."

He didn't dare to ask the tenth son how he knew that he had the bottom line, and even knew the ins and outs.