Raising The Zombie King

Xiao Xiao brought back a new thing.

Linyou turned around this strange and weird machine that was a little like a small gun barrel, and tried to dig out its existence from a long-term childhood memory: "I have an impression of this, um...ah, it’s the popcorn!"

Xiao Xiao nodded.

"Where did you pick it up?" Linyou was very impressed by Xiao Xiao's ability to collect items. "Do you know how to use it? I remember it will blow up, and the movement is quite big."

"It's okay, not dangerous." Xiao Xiao said.

She took out the corn kernels she had peeled before and poured them into the machine, twisted the lid and let the lucky money ignite, and the machine turned itself.

Xiao Xiao counted in his heart and roasted on the fire for about five minutes. He felt almost ready. He took Linyou away from that place and directed Xiaohong to continue the operation with vines.

Linyou: "..."

This is indeed not dangerous, after all, it is ten meters away.

Baiguo wore warm ear muffs on his head and gnawed pears in Linyou's arms. Linyou shoved the child to Xiao Xiao, and then motioned to Xiao Xiao to bow his head and cover her ears on tiptoe.

Xiao Xiao expressed doubts with his eyes: "...?"

Lin Yu said: "Wait a bit later."

The five senses of the zombie king are much sharper than ordinary people. This is a good thing in terms of survival. It is easier to detect and avoid danger, but there are also inconveniences in daily life. For example, Linyou just feels noisy, which may make her uncomfortable.

Xiao Xiao understood her meaning, bent her eyes, and raised her hand to let Ginkgo, who was focused on eating, sit on her arm, and the vines supported her, and then covered Linyou's ears.

It's awkward posture, it looks like a fool couple.

"I don't need it..." Linyou was a little shy when the child was next to him, but this thoughtfulness soon disappeared completely, and became panic. "Ah baby, wait, don't touch it just after eating. My hair!"

Her voice was obscured by the explosion behind her.

It was so loud that the pears in Ginkgo's hands fell off.

Lin Yu was shocked even when she was mentally prepared, and quickly patted the **** the back to calm her: "Is the baby scared? It's okay..."

Ginkgo blinked, turned to that direction and raised his hand: "Ah!"

...It seems that she quite likes this kind of shock.

When Linyou went to clean up the bag of popcorn, it was discovered that the tool was not really blown up. The loud noise just now was probably just the airflow erupting when the lid was opened. , This cost is too high.

The air was overflowing with the smell of popping corn. Linyou packed the popcorn in a hand-made cloth bag with a tight mouth, and let the curious guo face grab it and eat it.

"...It seems a little light."

Linyou also tasted one, warm, no sugar, only the natural taste of cereals. The unsweetened popcorn had almost no soul. She thought about it and brought a bowl of honey to the kitchen to eat.

The sweet taste spread in the mouth. Linyou made a tea pot to relieve greasyness, drank tea with Xiao Xiao to read a book, taught Ginkgo to recognize words, and spent a leisurely day.

The weather is getting colder and there are signs of turning from autumn to winter. Xiaohong buried himself in bed for longer and longer, and Lucky also stayed at home all day and didn't like to move.

Xiao Xiao is the most serious fear of cold.

When Linyou was still wearing two singles, she had covered herself tightly with a cotton coat. In the past two days, the temperature has dropped so badly that she doesn’t even go out to inspect her own fields, and all of them are entrusted to the mutated creature of the envoy.

According to this sign, Lin Yu thought she might be at home for a winter.

While the temperature was not so low, Linyou picked a sunny and sunny day and organized a family event with a high probability of being the last group trip this year——

Sketching out.

The red maple is like fire, and the water is like a mirror. Lin You sat on the little Ma Zha brought, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the maple forest on the lake, smearing on the painting paper, her drawing level under the strict supervision of Xiao Xiao teacher, has made great progress than before.

Ginkgo sits on the ground beside her, scourges paint, cultivates artistic sentiment, and recruits money to step on it and press the uninhibited cat's paw print on the drawing paper.

After finishing painting the scene, Lin You took a break and wanted to see Xiao Xiao's easel and was stopped by her.

"Eh? Can't I see this?"

Xiao Xiao said: "Drawing grapefruit."

Linyou understood: "I also drew me today? I already know how to draw a portrait. When can I see it." The series of portraits Xiao Xiao used to paint before, and he did not show Linyou what to paint for confidentiality. .

Xiao Xiao: "It's the last one."

They talked, Linyou's pants were suddenly pulled, she looked down, Ginkgo stood up by force, and happily raised his colorful masterpiece: "Yazi shoes and shoes!"

Lin You was stunned for a while. The pronunciation of Bai Guo was not very accurate, but by virtue of getting along with these days, she could hear that it was calling her "Sister Yuzu!"

Without a response, the little girl tilted her head suspiciously.

Linyou turned back and squatted down and asked, "What did the baby paint?"

"Huh~cats, cats, hair, sub-shoes and shoes..." Bai Guo breaks the index, and finally thinks that he is stealthily looking down from the bottom up.

The two cats said that they should be lucky and raccoon dogs, their hair was red, and "Yazi shoes" was hers. With the explanation, Linyou struggled to distinguish the outlines from the clumps of colors on the screen... failed. She exaggerated without changing her face: "Well, baby is awesome~"

"Huh! Yazi shoes and shoes are also fat."

"……Thank you Baby."

After taking a piece of paper for Binguo to play the coloring game, Lin You whispered to Xiao Xiao in a low voice: "It's all you shouting, what should I do now? She learned it."

Xiao Xiao said: "Yuzu, don't you like being called sister?"

"It's not this problem..." Linyou looked at her for a moment, "She calls my sister, what do you want to call you?" Teach her to call her mother again, isn't it a generation?

Xiao Xiao: "..."

Xiao Xiao squatted down and took away Ginkoo's drawing paper, and asked her to shout, "Mr. Xiao Xiao."

Bai Guo was at a loss: "Shrimp shrimp...brain silk?"

"Teacher Xiao Xiao."

"Shrimp shrimp?"

"..."

Linyou smirked beside him.

Xiao Xiao tried repeatedly to correct Bai Guo’s pronunciation and appellation, and finally realized that this was a long and difficult road, and he could only temporarily give up and sit back to continue drawing.

Lin Yu practised landscape painting and began to paint Xiao Xiao's profile.

They spend their time in the evening, enjoy the beauty of the maple forest after sunset, and go home. Xiao Xiao was carrying tools, and Ginkgo held his paintings babyly, yawning in Linyou's arms.

Back home, the soup stewed by Linyou before departure was ready. Ginkgo was too sleepy. Linyou coaxed her to eat and eat after eating and then taking a bath and sleeping. Once she dipped the pillow, she fell asleep. Lucky fished for a while, and curled up in front of the shaker.

Today was Xiao Xiao’s first shower. Linyou came out of the bathroom without seeing her. When she walked out of the door, she found that she was sitting on the eaves with a stack of paper on her legs. It was not like recording plant data, just sitting and watching flowers .

Xiao Xiao heard the voice and turned to smile lightly at her: "Grapefruit."

Linyou sat down beside her: "How to sit outside?"

"The flowers are about to bloom." Xiao Xiao said. She refers to potted plants with white buds.

"It's finally time to open." Linyou didn't take it seriously. She was more concerned about the drawing paper on Xiao Xiao's lap. "This is..."

Xiao Xiao handed it to her, and it turned out to be a portrait of Linyou, bound in a thick stack of loose-leaf pages.

Linyou's eyes were bright and she asked her expectantly: "Can I turn now?"

"Ok."

Linyou got an affirmative answer, picked it up carefully, and turned the page from front to back. The papers passed by, and dozens of pieces of drawing paper were connected into a short two seconds. In the painting, she was holding the side face of the paintbrush, and raised her eyes to smile slightly here.

"..."

Linyou turned it over again, this time a little slower.

It's just a simple movement, but the gentle strokes outline all the subtle changes. The people in the painting are naturally agile, as if they want to come out of the paper. Linyou smoothed the drawing paper and hugged it to his chest: "...I want to give it as a family heirloom."

Xiao Xiao was amused by her: "You can paint later if you like Yuzu."

"Like. But this is enough."

Linyou lay down and rested her head on Xiao Xiao's lap. Xiao Xiao lowered her head and straightened her hair, and her ice-blue eyes filled with soft and quiet night: "Are the grapefruits tired? Go back to sleep?"

She yawned: "Fortunately, I'll talk to you again."

"Say what?"

"Um..." Linyou thought about it and asked, "When did Xiao Xiao start to like me?"

"When I saw the grapefruit." Xiao Xiao said amazingly with a plain expression, "Just meet you and want to hide you."

Lin You: "Well, I think that may not be like this..."

is it? Xiao Xiao showed a confused expression.

Linyou's eyes couldn't be opened. Today's weather was just right. She couldn't remember what to say next. She only remembered that Xiao Xiao's soothing bath fragrance surrounded her and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

When she was awakened, it was already in the middle of the moon. She was still resting Xiao Xiao's legs on the eaves, but she was covered with a thick quilt.

Linyou rubbed her eyes and sat up: "Why didn't you call me earlier, and your legs are uncomfortable?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head: "Grapefruit, the flower is blooming."

"...?"

Linyou saw the scenery in front of her.

The flowering branches of the potted plants that are covered and surrounded by the eaves are slightly raised, and all the buds are gradually opening, and the pure white petals as thin as cicada wings bloom through the moonlight, and the fragrance is clear.

It is epiphyllum.

Indeed, as Xiao Xiao said, she could recognize what it was when the flowers bloomed. In just two or three minutes, Linyou was surrounded by the fragrance, and he was speechless.

Xiao Xiao asked: "How is it?"

"...It's beautiful."

Collect so many epiphyllums, take good care of them, let them open tonight, what kind of mood is Xiao Xiao doing when doing this? Linyou knew that she would not favor a certain plant and keep a lot of seasonal flowers, just to decorate the courtyard for people to watch.

The only person in this family who will like it.

Lin Yu's fingertips touched the portrait on the side, pushed it away slightly, and turned back to Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao's eyes reflected the bright moonlight, staring at her vigorously, her long snowy hair scattered, more white and flawless than the blooming petals behind. Epiphylla is known as "beauty under the moon", but in Linyou's eyes, no more than ten million flowers can't compare with Xiao Xiao's eyes at this moment.

She propped up the old planks on the eaves, leaned over and kissed the corners of her eyes, feeling the delicate eyelashes brushing her lips.

At this moment, the moonlight was quiet, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were asleep. Only the belated flower bloomed in half a beat, the flower was peeling off, the petals were light, and the small noise was amplified at night, especially obvious.

Xiao Xiao bowed his waist, inhaled gently with his face up, his long hair scattered on the wood, and merged with the moonlight. The crimson blushing at the end of his eyes added a bit of ambiguous beauty.

"Yuzu..." Her voice was mute and she shouted Linyou's name meaninglessly.

The night breeze flicked, and the flower branches shook slightly.

Lin Youfu's body was divided into two by light and shadow, and the rounded shoulder line hidden in the shadow was blurred, and the white skin, from the shoulder down to the slender waist, embedded in the spine line.

Xiao Xiao's fingertips plunged into the soft flesh around her waist, leaving a pale red bite mark on Linyou's delicate neck. Hearing her thin, sobbing sound, she used her lips and teeth to hold the red lips.

Deeper and deeper, when the jade wheel is hidden, the yellowish stamens condense the night dew, rolling over the delicate petals and dripping.

Linyou folded the epiphyllum.