He gave me a rabbit

It was the first time Ruan Bi brought someone home, the store manager didn't count, she always came uninvited, and it was her own home everywhere, Ruan Bi sometimes treated her like air.

There is no parking space in the community, Guan Wenjiu's car is parked in the parking lot near the previous supermarket, the weather is so cold that even Laifu and the others don't want to come down, they will freeze their paws.

Only the big tooth with rough skin and thick flesh didn't feel cold at all. It ran to Guan Wenjiu's feet for a while to have a look, and then ran back. When the door opened, it was the first to rush in again, surrounded by the other two The Lou villa turned around, and after a few seconds, Wanwan's ears stuck out from the gate of the villa, with big teeth and paws patted on the roof of the villa, wanting to call Wanwan out.

Wanwan saw that Da Ya had slipped further in, Da Ya was guarding the villa door, his small eyes had been staring at Wan Wan.

Ruan Bi told Da Ya not to stretch out his claws, and found slippers for Guan Wenjiu. The slippers were worn by the store manager and bought for three yuan in a small supermarket. Because Guan Wenjiu can only wear such slippers, he feels very guilty.

"Mr. Guan, would you like me to give you?" Ruan Bi had 20 yuan cotton slippers on his feet.

Guan Wenjiu bowed his head, the pig's head with a dead left foot was staring at him with only one black eyeball.

"Well, no need, it's quite warm." Guan Wenjiu gave him face.

Ruan Bi rubbed his hands, feeling a little nervous, he didn't dare to do the homework of kneading pills and big teeth every day when he entered the door, and asked dryly if he wanted to turn on the air conditioner?

Guan Wenjiu said yes.

Ruan Bi controls the wheelchair, the remote control is stuffed behind the sofa, Big Tooth can't control his mouth, he likes to bite, even the corners of the table, his calf always wants to have some claws, the few scratches on the table are left by Big Tooth.

While touching the remote control, Ruan Bi quickly stuffed the unfinished bag of potato chips behind him, and asked Guan Wenjiu to sit down when he was done.

Guan Wenjiu sat down and Ruan Bi was nervous, would he find out that Da Ya waited until Wan Wan came out, followed behind his buttocks, and occupied Guan Wenjiu's left and right sides one by one.

"It seems to be a little fatter again." Guan Wenjiu touched Wanwan's waist, very honestly, under the fur is innocent rabbit meat.

Da Ya came over and asked Guan Wenjiu to take care of it. Guan Wenjiu compared it and said, "Wanwan's hair is softer." He stroked it a few more times.

"After a while, you can use crutches at home, which is more convenient, and your wheelchair is running outside, and the floor is dirty."

Ruan Bi hummed, "When I get home, I usually put a clean rag at the door, and I will wipe the wheels clean before I come in. Today is a special situation, and I haven't tried crutches yet. I want to wait."

"Mr. Guan --" Ruan Bi went to the kitchen, the refrigerator was very cold, and the freezer on the lower floor had scared Da Ya, and he was stunned by the cold air, "Mr. Guan, do you want the bean paste flavor or the radish bun? "

"Carrot buns?" Guan Wenjiu paced over, and the drawers on the first and second floors were full of buns tied tightly with plastic bags.

Ruan Bi nodded, took a bag and put it on the ground, unbuttoned the frozen buns and said: "My mother made red bean paste buns and radish buns this year, and the radish stuffing is made of shredded white radish and lean pork." Stuffing."

After pawing a few times, Ruan Bi took out two round red bean paste buns, like small hills, and because they were sent to her son, mother Ruan always had to burst the belly of the buns when making them. It is relatively white and clean, like Bai Fumei, and it has a noodle and sweet taste when it is steamed.The radish buns are relatively flat, honest, and ordinary in appearance. The skin is not so white, but it is connotative. The long meaty taste and the lightness of shredded white radish give you a warm satisfaction when served with white rice porridge.

Guan Wenjiu took over the hard hill. It was a bean paste bun, almost as big as his palm, but it was also cold, wrapped in the frosty air of the freezer.

"Which do you like to eat?"

Guan Wenjiu asked him suddenly, Ruan Bi thought about it for a while and be honest, right?

"Sometimes I wake up and want to eat sweet, or one sweet and one salty, and often change the taste. But Mr. Guan doesn't like sweet food, right? My mother puts a lot of fillings in red bean paste, or take the radish bag and go away ?”

"I also want to bring back some bean paste flavor."

Ruan Bi was surprised, Guan Wenjiu smiled and said, "Why are you so surprised? Isn't it delicious?"

Ruan Bi shook his head, "I just didn't expect that."

"That's it. By the way, let's taste Auntie's handicrafts. Maybe I will like bean paste buns in the future."

Ruan Bi laughed and said, "My mother is very good at crafting, but she's a little lazy. If it wasn't for me, my dad wouldn't necessarily fire him even if he wanted to try it."

"Then it's just a coincidence for me this time."

Ruan Bi brought him a big plastic bag again, and when he was picking it, Ruan Bi put some more for him: "Bring more, last time the store manager wanted to take away all the sloppy bags, scolding."

After finishing talking, Guan Wenjiu quickly picked a few. Guan Wenjiu squatted down, and before he had time to make a move, he had to help him open the mouth of the bag and let him put it in. Seeing that there was a lot, Guan Wenjiu told him to put less.

Ruan Bi compared a few and picked the most plump and beautiful ones. The ugly ones taken by Guan Wenjiu were picked out first. : "Is this enough? How many more?" While talking, he gave a few more red bean paste buns.

Guan Wenjiu was a little helpless, and asked him jokingly with a smile: "Don't think you can't eat it yourself, just give it to me."

"No." Ruan Bi retorted, tied the plastic bag tightly for him, weighed it, and said, "Enough to eat until the Chinese New Year."

Guan Wenjiu patted the bag with his hands and said, "It's not just the Chinese New Year."

"Then do you want to take some off?" Ruan Bi changed his words again.

"No, that's enough."

Guan Wenjiu stood up and walked out of the kitchen with Ruan Bi. On the sofa, there was a ball around the big teeth, and he raised his head to look at them. He jumped over lightly to see what the bag in his hand was.

"Mr. Guan, are you going back now? I'll take you downstairs." Ruan Bi thought that Guan Wenjiu was still in a hurry to go home, but Guan Wenjiu didn't say if it was okay, and looked at the floor and said suddenly: "Wipe the wheels." ?I'll help you?"

"what?"

Guan Wenjiu squatted down, poked the wheel, and suggested, "I have to thank you for giving me something."

"How can this be. Mr. Guan, you have to go home, stop joking." Ruan Bi hurriedly waved his hands, and Guan Wenjiu didn't seem to be afraid of getting dirty, and he didn't care if his fingertips were stained with dirt.

"Can't you? It's rare to have free labor, don't you use it?"

Ruan Bi shook his head, and Da Ya also came to make trouble, always raising his paw when Ruan Bi said something, "Hey -- Da Ya, why don't you lie on the sofa like Wan Wan, don't stretch your paws!"

Ruan Bi was about to beat up Da Ya, but Da Ya flashed fast and was a little proud, Guan Wenjiu lowered his head and smiled faintly, and asked Da Ya, "Da Ya, do you know where the bathroom is?"

Ruan Bi pouted, "How does it know?"

"Really?" Guan Wenjiu pointed to Da Ya who was leading him the way, squatting obediently at the door of the bathroom and yelled.

Ruan Bi hooked his fingers to let Da Ya come over, and Da Ya saw it, but he didn't come to die.

Guan Wenjiu was still squatting, looked up at Ruan Bi and asked, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to, I'm probably a little..." He touched his nose, Ruan Bi lowered his head and quickly shifted his gaze, stammering, "No... It's just... this is not to trouble you, I don't want to-"

"The washbasin is also placed in the bathroom?" Guan Wenjiu asked with a smile.

Ruan Bi carefully swallowed a few sips of water, as if the air conditioner was turned on a little high, with a bang, Big Tooth held his basin in front of the two of them, tilted his head, and Ruan Bi rolled his eyes at Heichai.

Ruan Bi pointed to the bathroom as if giving up, and was even more afraid to look at Guan Wenjiu's face. Seeing that Da Ya was still following shamelessly, he said with a straight face, "Come back—!"

Da Ya stopped, Guan Wenjiu bent down and touched his head, ignoring Da Ya's earnest expression, the child had to lower his head and dawdled in front of Ruan Bi.

Taking advantage of Guan Wenjiu's absence, Ruan Bi sat on the sofa and looked down at Da Ya condescendingly. Wanwan glanced at the reprimanded Da Ya with disdain, and found a seat next to Ruan Bi, leaning comfortably.

Ruan Bi pulled Da Ya's big face, and moved it up and down, left and right, and Da Ya was in a state of being slaughtered. After Ruan Bi let go of his hand, his big head drooped and flattened on the floor.

"Playing dead!" Ruan Bi kicked his feet, this hairy butt felt quite good.

Da Ya thief heard Guan Wenjiu's footsteps delicately, and didn't move, waiting for Guan Wenjiu to walk behind him, while Ruan Bi was still bullying Da Ya.

"What's the matter?" Guan Wenjiu looked at the big teeth at the stall, and Ruan Bi retracted his feet calmly, and slumped on the sofa.

"It's itchy butt, I'll scratch it."

Guan Wenjiu bowed his head, Big Ya's eyes looked up, but no one moved.

"Don't worry about fleas, give it a bath when spring comes." Guan Wenjiu withdrew his eyes.

"It's okay, it just has an itchy butt, and it likes people to scratch it." Ruan Bi shrugged, and gave Da Ya a habit of tickling.

Da Ya didn't understand, so he looked at Ruan Bi, and then at Guan Wenjiu, the little thief's eyes were quite flexible.

"Is there a place to hang clothes?" Guan Wenjiu asked.

Ruan Bi scratched his face and said, "Can I put it on the sofa?"

Guan Wenjiu nodded, and Ruan Bi took it carefully, and couldn't help rubbing his fingers, as if it was warm.

When taking off the watch, Ruan Bi quickly reached out and said, "Let me go."

Guan Wenjiu handed it to him, and the watch strap was covered very warmly. Ruan Bi put it in the palm of his hand and remained silent for a while until the pointer and heartbeat were at the same rate.

Ruan Bi counted a few times, not at all daring to sit upright with his legs crossed as usual, the rustling small stream of water and the last drop falling back when the towel was twisted into a twist.

Guan Wenjiu's palms turned red.

Ruan Bi felt a little itchy on his face, raised his hand and saw the watch in his palm, the second hand sounded louder, he couldn't help but put it to his ear to listen.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Guan Wenjiu asked him, a little strange, Ruan Bi could bring out interest in anything he said on weekdays, and it would be so quiet that people would be concerned.

Ruan Bi clenched the watch in the palm of his hand, and replied: "I probably don't know what to say, I just feel that if I don't do anything, it's up to you to do." Deeper like the pulp of cherries.

Sweet.

"Isn't the water cold?"

Guan Wenjiu didn't look back, the sleeves of the shirt were not rolled up properly, it was a little loose, and he didn't care, Ruan Bi looked at it and finally didn't say anything about rolling up the sleeves for you.

"Well--is it okay, are you bored? If you are bored, let me tell you something?"