Heard the sound of running water from the toilet.
Huang Dan went to the toilet to wash his hands, and glanced slowly at the man who was still bent over and buried his face in the basin, "Uncle, if you wash your face again, the skin will fall off."
Nie Wenyuan raised his head, and water droplets rolled down his resolute face like a thread. He squeezed the towel and wiped his nephew's hands, "Breakfast is in the pot."
Huang Dan went out without saying anything.
Nie Wenyuan stayed in the bathroom for more than half an hour before coming out. When he came to the living room, the little nephew at the dining table was drinking porridge, his eyebrows were lightly frowned, and he was worried.
Huang Dan's voice was blurred, "Uncle, I don't know when you do things, so I didn't pack porridge for you. I'm afraid of cold."
Nie Wenyuan went to the kitchen to get a bowl of porridge. He sat down beside his little nephew, and heard the little nephew ask him, "Uncle, is this your own house?"
He took a mouthful of porridge, "Yes."
Huang Dan put down the tableware and wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Jinwu Zangjiao?"
Nie Wenyuan raised his eyelids, "You think so?"
Huang Dan said, "It's all surrounded by mountains and forests, there are no other houses, and no one else is seen. There are only me and my uncle in the whole big house. I think of that idiom, right?"
Nie Wenyuan's expression was flat, "Less than, you are using this idiom incorrectly."
Huang Dan said, "Oh, so, it seems that I have to follow my uncle to study more, read more books, strive for more culture, be a cultural person, and don't use idioms indiscriminately."
Nie Wenyuan's jaw line tightened and his brows furrowed.
Before Huang Dan got up and left, he sat on the chair and looked at the man, watching him pursing his thin lips, a deep shadow of Yin appeared between his eyebrows, and the breath on his body was abnormal, giving people a solemn and lonely feeling.
With a cough, Huang Dan broke the silence, "I found a hunter in the bedroom, can my uncle teach me?"
Nie Wenyuan said yes, "It still hurts?"
Huang Dan said that it didn't hurt much, "I am very careful when I eat porridge and vegetables."
Nie Wenyuan said, "Uncle, take a look."
Huang Dan opened his mouth slightly and stuck out his tongue. He looked at the man approaching seriously. He smelled of soap on his body. He used it to wash his face, wash his hair and take a bath. There were three pieces in total.
Nie Wenyuan watched for a few minutes, "The yào paste will be delivered in the morning, and it will be ready by night."
Huang Dan closed his mouth and his throat was dry. He watched the man clean up the dishes, his thoughts were lost for a while, and he ran away.
Nie Wenyuan noticed that his little nephew was walking, with a gentle expression on his face, his pupils shrank, his hand holding the bowl tightened, his brows furrowed together, "Small, tell uncle, what are you thinking?"
Huang Dan replied immediately, "I'm thinking of uncle."
Nie Wenyuan turned around and went to the kitchen.
Huang Dan touched his nose, don't you believe it? Also, there is no credibility, he walked in unhurriedly and helped the man fight.
Nie Wenyuan didn't need detergent, he used rice-washing water, threw the dish in and brushed it, and the vegetable soup attached to it was gone and clean.
Huang Dan washed two pairs of chopsticks, and the rest were washed by men. He asked next to him, "Uncle, did my mother call you to ask about my situation?"
This question is superfluous. Huang Dan has nothing to say. He always feels that the man is thinking wildly and can be crazy by his imaginary enemy.
Nie Wenyuan said no, he paid attention to his little nephew's face, but he didn't see any sadness.
Huang Dan smiled at the man, "I'll wait for you in the bedroom."
That smile is very clean, but it naturally carries a touch of temptation. I don't know, I thought it was a wonderful invitation. Later, there will be a hearty, hot summer morning exercise, but it is actually a game of hunting.
Nie Wenyuan continued to wipe the table after a while. He threw the rag to support the sides of the table, and pursed his thin lips tightly. After a few minutes, he washed his hands and went upstairs, taking the person down with the hunter.
The heavy snow sealed the door, Nie Wenyuan gave his little nephew a pair of rubber boots, and the two of them stepped on the snow into the mountain.
When Huang Dan saw the footprints left by the rabbit, he was a little surprised. It was no less than going into the mountains to catch snakes. He didn't pay attention to the wonder of nature in the real world, and his life was too simple.
Instead of hitting a rabbit, Nie Wenyuan hit a pheasant and went down the mountain with one leg.
Huang Dan has learned to use hunting, but his method is inaccurate, and he makes frequent mistakes. The reason is not him, but the people who taught him lack of concentration and always think elsewhere.
The way down the mountain was difficult, so Nie Wenyuan carried his little nephew on his back, "You need to exercise."
Huang Dan held the hunter in one hand and the pheasant in the other, "Then let me down, I'll go by myself."
Nie Wenyuan held his little nephew up, and his broad palm firmly supported his butt, "