Chapter 2
The grain thief still has the nerve to say that!
If you, a heartless thing, hadn't stolen the mice's winter food, why would I have risked freezing to death and left Lingshan?
With his claws scratching Qin Mian's fingers, Song Shu turned over with great effort, changing his lying position from upside down to stepping on the back of Qin Mian's hand.
"Coo-coo-coo, coo-coo!"
Those who steal mice’s winter food deserve to die!
Qin Mian let the warm, furry tail slip through his fingers. He listened to the squirrel's gurgling sound in its throat. He saw it point its little paw at the peanuts and hazelnuts on the table. He nodded as if he understood and guessed:
"Are you hungry?"
Squirrels have always had the habit of storing food in advance. This is the first time Qin Mian has encountered a situation where squirrels do not store food but instead come to "rob" humans in their homes.
"Gugu!"
Return the rat food!
"I'm really hungry."
Still guessing what the squirrel meant, Qin Mian smiled, took a peanut from the table and handed it to Song Shu, saying in a gentle tone, "You are quite perceptive. You know I have something good here."
Ordinary animals cannot eat food with spiritual energy, so this squirrel is lucky.
"Gugu!"
These are all foods that this mouse has found with great difficulty, so of course they are all good stuff!
Song Shu ruthlessly snatched the peanuts from Qin Mian's hand, bit off the shell in a few bites, and then ate the powdery peanut meat inside.
"You're welcome."
Qin Mian snorted and put Song Shu on the table.
Seeing that the squirrel was still glaring at him after eating the peanuts, Qin Mian touched the squirrel's long ear hair with his fingertips and chuckled softly, "You've eaten my food and are still so rude. Aren't you afraid that I will drive you away?"
"Gugu!"
Grain thieves are not allowed to be arrogant!
Song Shu held Qin Mian's fingertips and bit them, but he didn't expect that his strong front teeth, which he was always proud of, not only did not make Qin Mian's fingers bleed, but also almost broke his own teeth.
it hurts.
Covering his mouth, Song Shu quickly took two steps back and fell onto the table.
"So fierce," Qin Mian said with a smile, raising his eyebrows slightly: "It's okay to snatch the food, but why do you bite me? Let me see if I broke your teeth."
This squirrel that came from nowhere is stupid and dumb, and has a bad temper. If its teeth break, it may not be able to open and eat even a pine cone in the future.
I didn't expect that the grain thief had some tricks up his sleeve, and it seemed I couldn't beat him.
Song Shu slapped away Qin Mian's outstretched hand and dodged it nimbly. He didn't want Qin Mian to help him check his teeth at all.
Given the grain thief's evil heart, he might even break his teeth out.
Seeing that the squirrel's teeth seemed normal and it didn't want him to touch them, Qin Mian withdrew his hand.
"If you're not full, feel free to eat whatever's on the table." Qin Mian kindly reminded, "But don't be greedy."
Food with spiritual energy is very filling, but the little squirrel looks smart and clever, so it shouldn't be stupid. Qin Mian just reminded him and didn't take it to heart.
Ignoring Song Shu on the table, Qin Mian took the scroll on the table, shook it, and continued reading.
Doesn’t this grain thief take himself seriously?
Song Shu was both angry and furious, but when he thought about how he had just taken revenge on someone and ended up with his teeth damaged, he became a little scared.
You can't openly oppose the grain thief.
He can't beat him.
He glanced at the peanuts and hazelnuts left on the table. Although there were not many, he had picked them up one by one. If he didn't eat them, wouldn't they be given to food thieves?
After quietly glaring at Qin Mian, Song Shu quickly ran to the food and started to eat some peanuts.
Qin Mian watched the squirrel's every move with his peripheral vision, a smile on his lips. Seeing that the squirrel was eating freely, he focused all his attention on the scroll in his hand.
Not knowing what obscure content was written in the scroll, Qin Mian frowned slightly and gradually became serious.
In a blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.
Qin Mian felt that he had barely understood the exercises in the scroll. He put the scroll down and was about to go back to his bed to meditate and practice when he was suddenly attracted by a furry creature with a big belly and a small head on the table.
"belch!"
In order to prevent the grain thieves from taking advantage, Song Shu ate all the peanuts and a dozen hazelnuts left on the table.
Squirrels don't have a big appetite to begin with, not to mention that Song Shu had just eaten a pine cone full of spiritual energy, and now he had eaten a lot of spiritual food.
His stomach was so bloated that every time he moved, he would hiccup in his throat.
I feel like vomiting.
But even so, Song Shu lay on the ground, still stubbornly stretching out his claws towards the remaining peanuts.
It doesn't matter if I die of fullness,
Anyway, he didn't want to leave any for the grain thieves...
"Gu!"
As soon as Song Shu stuffed the peanut shell into his mouth, his chin was pinched by a big hand, and then the peanut that had just been stuffed into his mouth was picked out by Qin Mian without mercy.
Song Shu felt like vomiting when he moved, and he had no way to compete with Qin Mian for it. He could only stare at Qin Mian with fierce but powerless eyes to express his anger.
"What a little thing that doesn't know how to be hungry or full."
Looking at the scattered peanut shells and hazelnut shells on the table, Qin Mian said helplessly: "Even if you are extremely hungry, you can't eat too much. What if you eat too much and harm your body?"
Ordinary creatures cannot consume too much food containing spiritual energy at one time, otherwise their bodies will not be able to bear it and they are likely to be choked to death by the spiritual energy.
Shaking his head helplessly, Qin Mian felt both angry and amused: "Forget it, we are destined to meet, so I will help you digest your food. Don't do this next time."
Qin Mian used his fingers to push aside the squirrel's four claws that were used to resist. Ignoring Song Shu's humiliated look, he covered the squirrel's soft and warm belly with his entire palm.
Song Shu was very small, and Qin Mian's palm almost covered him completely, leaving only his head and limbs able to move slightly.
What does a grain thief want to do!
The four claws held onto the big palm and scratched and kicked. Song Shu lowered his head and bit Qin Mian's fingertips. Because he had suffered before, he didn't dare to bite hard, but just grind it slowly with his teeth.
Song Shu thought ambitiously:
Sooner or later, the grain thieves will make a bloody hole out of it!
"Why can't you calm down for a moment?" Qin Mian said with a smile, using his other hand to poke Song Shu's ear hair: "Maybe your teeth are itching."
As the spiritual energy overflowed from his palms, Song Shu felt his bloated belly begin to relax and it was not as uncomfortable as before. As the spiritual energy entered his body, Song Shu even felt a little bit comfortable.
The struggling limbs gradually became limp and weak, and Song Shu released his mouth that was biting Qin Mian's fingertips. The nourishment of spiritual energy temporarily corroded his desire for revenge.
Good, very comfortable.
Song Shu narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into the spiritual trap of the grain thief. However, after a moment, he suddenly came to his senses.
These are all traps set by grain thieves, he needs to be alert!
But...it's really comfortable.
Cheer up!
So comfortable...
Cheer up!
So comfortable...
After a brief fight between the left and right brains, Song Shu stretched out his limbs, closed his eyes in ecstasy, his whiskers trembling, and his big fluffy tail was wrapped around Qin Mian's wrist at some point. It was obvious that he had been completely corrupted by the spiritual energy of the grain thief.
Never mind.
Comfort is the most important thing.
After helping the greedy little squirrel digest its food, Qin Mian withdrew his spiritual power into his body, and suddenly heard a shallow breathing sound in his ears.
When I looked up, I saw that the squirrel that was so noisy just now was now fast asleep. It was lying on its back on the table, revealing the short white hair on its chest and abdomen, with its two feet raised high, and the tips of its claws shaking from time to time.
"I actually fell asleep like this."
Qin Mian chuckled lightly and shook his head helplessly, saying, "He's not on guard at all. I'm afraid he was coaxed into doing something with some random favors."
There was still light snow falling outside, and because the window was open, some melted snow was on the table, making it a little damp.
After hesitating for a while, Qin Mian closed the window, put the little squirrel on the table in his palm, and walked slowly towards the wooden bed.
His thatched hut was very simple, with only a table, a chair and a bed. Even if he wanted to accommodate this reckless "little guest" alone, there was no extra space.
Carefully holding the little squirrel and placing it on the soft bed, Qin Mian poked the soft belly of the "little guest" who was sleeping on its back. Although the squirrel had a bad temper, it was so quiet now that it looked cute in every way.
When she was lying in Qin Mian's palm just now, her whole body was soft and warm.
Qin Mian pulled the thin quilt from the bed and was about to cover the squirrel with it, but his hand suddenly stopped and his handsome brows slightly frowned. His quilt was not thick and he didn't know if the little squirrel would be cold.
After hesitating for a while, he folded the quilt into four layers and then covered the squirrel with it with satisfaction.
If one layer isn't thick enough, four layers are definitely enough.
After finishing everything, Qin Mian crossed his legs on the bed and closed his eyes to practice.
The moon sets and the sun rises, the sky is white and snow is floating, and a simple thatched hut stands alone at the empty foot of the mountain. The chilly early morning sun falls on the walnut tree outside the hut, but not only does it not bring any warmth, but instead adds a touch of desolation.
Song Shu had a very vicious dream. In the dream, the damn grain thief grabbed Song Shu's big tail and strangled him, then found a stone slab and put it in front of Song Shu's chest, saying that he wanted to perform a mortal skill - breaking a stone with his chest.
The feeling of suffocation and oppression woke Song Shu up from his dream. His dark eyes stared at the beams in a daze. Song Shu was stunned for a while before he realized that the culprit who almost suffocated him to death was the quilt on his body.
Hey!
The grain thief actually wanted to crush him to death with a quilt!
He is so evil!
"Gugu!"
Song Shu kicked the quilt off his body and stood up with a somersault, his tail standing high, looking quite heroic and proud.
He was careless and fell into the trap set by the grain thieves last night.
Qin Mian was still meditating with his eyes closed. He seemed unaware that the bad-tempered squirrel had woken up last night and was secretly observing whether he was awake or not.
The grain thief fell asleep!
His dark eyes rolled around, and Song Shu approached Qin Mian with a sly look, raised his paw and tapped lightly on his knee.
The grain thief didn't react!
His eyes suddenly lit up, and Song Shu grinned, revealing a not-so-kind smile. He climbed up Qin Mian's knees and jumped onto his legs, then climbed up Qin Mian's arms all the way to his shoulders.
"Coo-coo, cho-coo!"
You grain thief, die!
With a fierce jump, Song Shu scratched Qin Mian's face with great strength. If he was not careful, this handsome young man might become an ugly young man with scars all over his face.
"Why do you start making noises as soon as you wake up?"
An invisible barrier blocked Song Shu's claws. With no place to stand, the little squirrel's limbs scratched at the air a few times and then fell rapidly.
"Gu!"
It hit Qin Mian's palm. After a dizzy spell, Song Shu shook his dizzy head, staggered to his feet from Qin Mian's hand, and quickly staggered and fell back.
The little squirrel's head half drooped on Qin Mian's tiger's mouth. Song Shu kicked his legs and thought angrily:
The grain thief was so cunning, he was tricked again.
Damn it!
The author has something to say:
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Song Shu: I kill, kill, kill
Qin Mian: Stop making trouble [helpless]
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