Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 64 Birthday
In the past few days, I have become more courageous. I don’t stay at home all day, and I don’t come back until dinner time.

But this is also good, and Chen Chuanwang doesn't need to be with him all the time.

Think about it, when the kitten first came home, it would bark for half an hour when no one was around, and now it is considered an independent cat.

Chen Chuanwang can only guess where he is going in a short time.

There was a big cat at the aunt's house in front of the village, and he guessed that it was just to pay a visit to the pier.

drop--!
The phone rang, and Chen Chuanwang looked at the time and knew it was time to go out.

This time, instead of riding a bicycle, he drove his grandfather's tricycle, which is not easy to carry things.

A young man riding an electric tricycle is more eye-catching in the town. In addition, the road Chen Chuanwang is walking is near the college, so there are more people.

He felt people on the road pointing at him, but he didn't pay attention.

There is no need to pay attention to other people's opinions, and don't care too much about what to do.

The tricycle was parked in front of a small cake shop. The name plate of this cake shop was worn out, and it looked like it was old.

The business of this store was good when Chen Chuanwang was young, but as time passed, the business here became worse and worse.

Young people like to order cakes in those shiny shops, but the location of this shop is good, just next to the school, and many girls usually like to come here to buy some small desserts.

Chen Chuanwang pushed the door and walked in, and the smell of cake hit his nose.

There are one old and one young in the shop, the old one is the manager of this cake shop, about 60 years old, and the young one is the granddaughter of the manager, about seven or eight years old, who is drawing on the bun with a tube of cream.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the store manager stood up and took a look outside. When he saw Chen Chuanwang, he greeted him with a smile: "Here we are, the cake is ready."

With that said, the store manager walked to the back and brought a packaged 8-inch cake.

"Thank you."

Chen Chuanwang paid the final payment, and then bought some small desserts.

buzz~
Under the erosion of wind and rain, some rusty tire wheels made a hoarse sound of rotation, and the rather old tricycle creaked to the side of the vegetable market.

"Look, this meat is very good. It's fat and lean. It's the best braised pork..."

"How much is a catty of these potatoes?"

"Can you scrape the fish scales for me? By the way, dig out the internal organs too."

"okay!"

The stench flooded into the nostrils, and the bargaining coming and going entered the ears.

Chen Chuanwang drove carelessly, and came to the door of a parallel goods store: "Boss, I'm here to get the prawns."

"Then I'll get it for you."

As agreed earlier, when the boss saw Chen Chuanwang coming, he immediately took out the bag and scooped up the freshly arrived live prawns in front of him.

After paying the money, Chen Chuanwang slowly came to the entrance of the small supermarket in the vegetable market.

"Sister, bring me a bottle of milk."

Chen Chuanwang, the store manager of the supermarket, knew each other and played together when they were young.

"Which one do you want?"

"the best."

The young lady brought the milk over: "I'll put it in the car for you, are you going to your grandma's house today?"

"Correct."

Chen Chuanwang patted the car bucket: "The old man bought a small cake for his birthday. Sister, how much is the milk?"

"Twelve, just transfer the money to me when you go back."

"Okay, thanks."

Chen Chuanwang waved his hand.

Grandma's house is not far from the vegetable market, and it takes only a few minutes to drive there.

buzz~
When turning the corner, the car made a stubborn sound. Chen Chuanwang looked sideways, and saw a white car parked in front of his grandmother's house. There was a tree above the car, and three crows were sticking their buttocks on the tree, eager to try.

Chen Chuanwang stopped immediately, got down, picked up a stone, and threw it towards the tree.

Snapped!
The three Chuwu flew up in fright.

"Don't pull it here, my uncle's car."

Chen Chuanwang got into the car angrily, and then drove to the door of a small bungalow, behind which was a small kitchen.

"Grandma, brother Awang is here." Sitting at the door of the kitchen, Wang Zhuo immediately shouted into the kitchen when he saw Chen Chuanwang.

After a while, a small old man came out, and she wiped her hands on her apron.

"grandmother."

Chen Chuanwang put the cake and milk on the table, and threw the shrimp to Wang Yao who was fighting with the fish: "I'll leave it to you."

Wang Yao was not happy anymore: "I won't do it, you pick the shrimp thread yourself."

"You are the one who wants to eat, and I am the one who pays. Do you want me to cook it for you?" Chen Chuanwang rolled his eyes, then smiled at his grandma.

Grandma came up with this sentence: "Have you had breakfast?"

"Eat, eat."

Actually didn't eat it.

Since entering college, he has lost the habit of eating breakfast.

"ate?"

Grandma didn't believe it, or she didn't believe it whether Chen Chuanwang ate or not.

Is there a saying called what?

I don't want you to think, I want me to think.

Grandma felt that Chen Chuanwang didn't eat it: "Really? Let me cook you a bowl of noodles. How about going to the street and buying you two buns?"

"no thanks."

"What's the point? Don't eat breakfast, what can I do? Being hungry is bad for your stomach, don't eat noodles, don't eat buns, and go to my room. I have bread and apples they gave me in my room."

Grandma grabbed Chen Chuanwang's hand and dragged her into her room.

Chen Chuanwang followed helplessly.

The small room was full of clothes and boxes.

"There are apples and bread, and you can eat whatever you want."

Grandma said these words every time, every time Chen Chuanwang came here, she said it tirelessly, and Chen Chuanwang listened tirelessly.

"Then I'll eat an apple. In the morning, I don't want to eat bread. It's too dry."

After Chen Chuanwang found the smallest apple, grandma stopped urging her.

The two walked to the back together, and Chen Chuanwang turned on the tap and washed the apples.

"Hey, I bought strawberries." Wang Yao brought over a small bowl, which contained washed strawberries.

"where did you buy it?"

Chen Chuanwang dropped a red one and stuffed it into his mouth. It didn't taste very good, it was too sour.

Wang Yao said: "It's the strawberry garden on the road, isn't it delicious? It feels like it's not ripe."

"This strawberry will taste good after a day or two, but it's too sour to eat now."

That's what he said, but Chen Chuanwang took another apple and threw it into his mouth, and then took another bite of the apple: "Well, the taste is okay now, sweet and sour, but the taste is a bit weird."

It's not surprising, the touch of crisp apples and soft strawberries is strange.

"Where's Big Brother?"

"Still sleeping, come around ten o'clock."

The eldest brother Chen Chuanwang mentioned was the son of the uncle's family. The uncle's family and grandmother lived in this area before, but after the eldest brother graduated from university, he bought a house in a nearby community and moved out.

The place is only a few hundred meters away from here, and it only takes a few minutes to walk, so the elder brother usually lives in a new house, but returns to his hometown for dinner.

"Brother, let's go choose the toon." Little sister Wang Zhuo pulled out a bamboo pole out of nowhere, with a small sickle tied to the railing.

Chen Chuanwang glanced at Wang Yao: "Take a basket."

Wang Yao said angrily: "I'm not going, I want to choose food!"

"Alright alright."

Chen Chuanwang walked into the kitchen and picked out two small baskets.

The toon tree is the tree that Chu Wu fell on just now.

The Chinese toon tree in my grandmother's house is very big, as tall as two or three floors by visual inspection. Chen Chuanwang heard from his grandfather that several small Chinese toon trees in his home were dug here.

The tree is next to the house, so you don't have to go too far.

The younger sister was cutting with the scissors below, while Chen Chuanwang climbed directly to the tree, helping the younger sister to press the branches, and at the same time seeing if he could pick them from the tree.

The three Chuwu also came to help, but they didn't show it blatantly. Instead, they turned into black fur children invisible to human eyes, like the wind on the tree.

In a short while, Chen Chuanwang's basket was full.

Chen Chuanwang supported his forehead.

People only eat young leaves and shoots, but the Chuwu brothers don't care about Sanqi 21, they just pull large pieces of leaves.

So much so that the basket is indeed full, but there is not much that can be eaten.

But with the young girl still cutting down, the toon buds are enough.

Chen Chuanwang simply lay on the thick branches, carefully picking out the buds.

(End of this chapter)