Title: Devil (魔王第)
Author: Yuè xià sāng (月下桑)
Summary: This is a record about Black Eggs, a small Monster, who is raised by his Uncle Ji Huan and his grandfather in a small rural village.
Black Eggs loves green - so vegetables are da da da king !
Uncle is Mean! He gave Black an injection! Black Eggs becomes a watering can - why is Uncle smiling?!
Pate town is so little there's no mark of it on the map.
Mt Jie Shan Extend in all directions,to the west its called Xi Shan, to the east it is called Dong Shan, since the townhouses are fairly close, almost every household can open the window and have a direct view of the Mountains.
In the mountains there is water, so every household has two pipes, one connects to groundwater, while the other a mountain stream. The mountain streams connects everyone, according to mountain stream user data, before every household door, there is a small stream where they draw water to eat, wash, even moping the floor.
Ji Huan's home as well.
Waking up early in the morning, Ji Huan takes his clothes to the other side of the stream, wash rinse, wipes his face with a towel, he catches sight of a small green frog, as if the little guy can feel some great danger, the small green body flashed into the grass and immediately disappeared.
Even if he is young and self-disciplined to wake up very early, its still not as much as grandfather who woke even earlier, When Ji Huan got back to the main room, the elder had already laid out the morning meal.
Smelling the tasty porridge, Ji Huan drunk a big mouthful, before suddenly remembered something, he ran out and came back holding a jar.
"What is that? That is not ah ...... my missing jar? I say, turns out it was Xiao Huan who had taken it ......" Looking happy, Ji Huan places the jar on the table, the elder blinks his eyes.
"Ah, you quit drinking anyway. This is from our neighbor Zhang Shen I learnt to make salted pickles." As he spoke, Ji Huan opened the jar, with a clean pair of chopsticks he takes out a swarthy cucumber accompanied by a surge of wine scented sauce and bites. Ji Huan nodded, "Yes, good to eat."
Is more than eat, it is simply, incredibly, delicious!
The old man just bit, surprised eyes widened: "This ...... this ...... your mother marinates it exactly the same way!"
"That is probably because my mom learned from Zhang Shen who lives right next door?" Ji Huan even a eyebrow, did not move a muscle, clips out a small dish of pickles, then reseals the jar, and takes it back to the back room.
"After, I'll make more, but you can only eat one for each meal to help keep your blood vessels healthy." Picking up the chopsticks, Ji Huan looks across to grandfather, face serious as he talks.
"Gee! How much do you want to control me, you in the end this punctual character where did you learn Oh? Me and your parents are very kind people, ah! Then you grew up like a small adult, the village children are reluctant to play with you, that hair ...... tomorrow I have to cut your hair! "the old man muttered and shouted, flailing his chopsticks at Ji Huan. Ji Huan eyes have become overshadowed.
"Do not speak, eat, in addition, do not point at others with chopsticks." He stated coldly, raising an eyebrow.
Grandfather lost all steam.
"You, you ...... I know who you remind me of." Trembling mouth, Grandfather put down the chopsticks, thought back to old memories: "You're exactly like your grandmother ah!"
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