Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 93 Kittens Are Not Picky Eaters
Papers, papers, papers!

Chen Chuanwang has been having quite a headache these days. Although the teacher explained the questions very straightforwardly, the Chinese translation is really difficult.

A description that is too colloquial will not work, and a description that is too professional will have a high rate of duplicate checking. After much deliberation, flip it if you can.

It has been changed and changed, and the final draft has not yet been finalized.

The teacher felt that it was almost the same, but felt that there was always something missing, but so far Chen Chuanwang seemed to be able to only change to that point, so he temporarily stopped.

"Look back for yourself and correct some grammar mistakes and typos. The school will not ask for papers until the end of next month..."

Teacher Zhao's voice came from the phone, and Chen Chuanwang could only respond with "hmmm".

At the end of the communication, Chen Chuanwang heaved a sigh of relief. In his opinion, the meaning of the teacher's words was basically settled. Wait until the last day of handing in the paper to find the typo.

After turning off the computer, Chen Chuanwang stretched.

………………

"Awang, I saw that the mulberries on the side of the road were ripe yesterday, go and pick some, I want to make wine."

Chen Chuanwang, who was basking in the sun on the deck chair, opened his eyes: "Grandpa, are the mulberries ripe now?"

"Correct."

"Okay, then I'll go later."

After a few minutes, Chen Chuanwang stood up slowly, went to the kitchen to get a vegetable basket, and set off.

No one grows mulberry trees in the countryside because there are too many wild mulberry trees.

As long as any bird eats mulberries, there is a good chance that a small mulberry tree will emerge the next year where they excreted.

Due to the development of the village in these years, the largest mulberry tree in Chen Chuanwang's memory has been cut down, but on the large wasteland, small mulberry trees have piled up.

At first, Xiao Hei was still following behind Chen Chuanwang, walking, suddenly became interested, and rushed forward.

About ten meters away, he would stop, look back, and see that Chen Chuanwang was still there, so he continued to run forward.

The three-month-old short is curious about everything. Sometimes it runs to the slope to look into the distance, and sometimes it lowers its head to stare at the pile of leaves on the roadside. The wagging tail represents its curiosity and excitement.

The short walk was too slow, Chen Chuanwang couldn't wait, he squatted down, scooped up the kitten with his hand, and held the kitten in his arms.

"Meow~ah~"

The kitten struggled, it wanted to walk by itself.

Chen Chuanwang hugged it tightly, speeding up to chase after Xiao Hei.

In a few minutes, we arrived at the place.

In front of him was a large area of ​​wild trees, almost all the common trees in Wu county were found here, and it was not far from Mr. Snake's big mulberry tree.

As soon as Xiao Hei got here, he rushed to the middle of the tree, lowered his head inside, and didn't know what he was smelling.

Just watched the leaves below shake, struggled hard, turned over and ran out of Chen Chuanwang's arms.

Chen Chuanwang hastily called Chuwu down from the tree: "You can help me look at the short, it gets in, I can't see it."

The three Chuwu patted their chests in reassurance, and then flew into the bushes.

Chen Chuanwang held the basket in one hand and akimbo in the other, looking helplessly at the running cats and dogs.

After finding the location of several mulberry trees, he put the basket on the ground, pulled the branches down with his hands, and then slowly picked them.

In fact, there is almost no need to choose. At a glance, the mulberries here are black and purple, and they are basically ripe.

Some are good, but some are bad.

The wild mulberry is not as big as the bought mulberry, basically the size of an index finger. It tastes sour and sweet, quite refreshing.

Chen Chuanwang couldn't help eating two, and then ate while picking.

Half an hour later, the basket was half full, and Chen Chuanwang's hands and mouth were covered with purple mulberry juice, as if poisoned.

"Meow~"

Suddenly, Chen Chuanwang heard a short scream, and looking back, the daring kitten climbed onto a tree branch at some point, and couldn't get up or down on it, trembling.

Xiao Hei wandered around under the tree twice, ignored it, and ran to wander around again.

Chen Chuanwang looked up, and the three Chuwu were giggling on the tree, and they didn't have the slightest thought of saving the short.

In desperation, Chen Chuanwang stepped into the bushes, and slipped the short one out under the scrape of countless branches.

Putting the kitten down, Chen Chuanwang missed his arm. He was wearing short sleeves today, and when the leaves and branches scratched, it was very itchy.

He wanted to go in for a short time, but Chen Chuanwang refused. He stretched out his feet to block the kitten's way. As soon as the kitten jumped, he raised his feet to catch the soft cat's belly.

"Ah~~"

A larger kitten flapped its paws on Chen Chuanwang's instep, like a bastard out of water.

After rubbing his arms for a while, Chen Chuanwang lowered his body, put the shorts on his shoulders, and then turned his head and shouted into the bushes: "Xiao Hei!"

clap la la...

The black dog sprang out from the bushes like an athlete, with several cockleburs stuck to its back.

Seeing this, Chen Chuanwang curled his lips: "Forget about cocklebur, if you get sticky grass (ghost needle grass) on you, I'll shave you into a hairless dog."

It is understandable that cats and dogs are free to get these things on their bodies, but it is a bit troublesome to get them off bit by bit.

When he got home, Chen Chuanwang washed all the mulberries and put them on the table.

If it's just for making wine, half of the basket of mulberries can't be used, so he grabbed two handfuls and put them in the bowl, wanting to taste something new.

The greedy Xiao Hei saw Chen Chuanwang holding a bowl in his hand, but he didn't know what was in the bowl, so he jumped around beside him, begging for food.

"You don't eat."

Having raised Xiao Hei for several years, how could Chen Chuanwang not know the taste of this black dog, this guy would not even touch anything that smells bad.

But Xiao Hei bowed to him for a long time, Chen Chuanwang had to support him no matter what.

He picked a small mulberry tree and threw it on the ground. Sure enough, the dog raised his head again after smelling it, staring at Chen Chuanwang's bowl.

"Everyone said you didn't eat, and you were still staring at me." Chen Chuanwang raised his leg and put his foot on Xiao Hei's back: "Come on, let me give you a leg, and add a piece of ham sausage to you tonight."

Xiao Hei didn't like this. He could put it on his back, and he would lean over and fall down, twisting and turning at Chen Chuanwang's feet.

Chen Chuanwang scolded with a smile: "Look at your virtue, be more reserved."

After just looking under the chair for a long time, seeing that Xiao Hei would not eat the black and autumnal things, he stretched out his head and opened his mouth to eat the mulberry.

Kittens are not picky eaters at all, which is what Chen Chuanwang likes most.

After a few mouthfuls, the mulberry was finished, and he raised his head shortly, and meowed at Chen Chuanwang, apparently still wanting to eat it.

"Do you like this?"

Chen Chuanwang grabbed a few more and put them on the ground. The kittens would not refuse anyone who came and ate them all.

Seeing this, Chen Chuanwang recalled that he liked to eat corn and fruit in a short period of time: "You little guy, don't you like to eat sweets?"

He gave a few more mulberries.

"I dare not give you too much, that's all."

"Let me be healthy."

At this time, Shuihu, the gatekeeper on duty, walked in with his neck stretched out: "What good food are you eating?"

Chen Chuanwang waved: "You came just in time, you just picked mulberries."

"Mulberry? What the hell?"

Shuihu had never eaten this kind of thing, so he was very curious. Before he sat down, he looked into the bowl: "It's pitch black, it's so ugly."

"... as long as it's delicious."

Shuihu took a sip and stuffed it into his mouth.

chirp chirp...

Immediately afterwards, he frowned: "It's so sweet, but it's still delicious. Give me some more."

"Then it's all for you."

(End of this chapter)