Chinese Almanac Master

The old Yellow Calendar hanging on the wall suddenly spoke, which, if heard by the average person, was expected to faint at the time. But this Xiaonan candle has not been afraid of these things since childhood. At this moment, though it was frightened, it is not too exaggerated.

He almost took a unconscious step backwards, confirming that the carp boy on the calendar was speaking to himself, and he opened his mouth incredibly.

“Ah, voice calling is now available in the annual calendar...”

“ …… ”

Little years on the calendar were already angry, and as soon as Xiao Nan candles said that, his face was lifted up unhappily. He thought he could sleep through it again this year, just like he did in previous years, and nothing had to be done. Who knew it was close to 12: 00 and was so confused by this guy called Xiao Nan Candle. Calendar gods like them who work just one day a year are destined to be raised because their work is not very intense, and the few who are near the end of the year are lazy one by one. This is represented by the young man in charge of the night and year.

Originally, New Year's Eve is all about red envelopes, reunion rice, warm blanket nest. Tomorrow, the day before yesterday, La Ba, Lichun can all be so simple to mix past, how can it be their turn to be so unlucky...

When I think of it, I should be glad that the little fat face of the ocean is wrinkled. I really wanted to get the baby red carp in my arms to dump this guy's face in the pond.

But looking at Xiao Nan candle, he was a little afraid to naughty, and so far he didn't know what was going on. Xiao Nan candle was a little drunk, but at this time he was half sober. He subconsciously wanted to lift his hand to touch what was wrong with the old lady's yellow calendar. But just the next second, a big fat boy with flexible painting held a big red carp and his naked ass climbed down from the calendar with a glittering golden light.

“Eh! Tell me what you want! No ink! I've only got 20 minutes! What's the matter? Ask Lucky for luck. Ask Zodiac or Zhou Gong to solve the dream..."

As soon as he landed, he started trying to talk to Xiao Nan's candle, wearing a red belly pocket and looking at him like a red carp. I looked at Huang Calendar and spoke with my own eyes. Now I see Xiao Nan candle of the calendar becoming alive. At this time, the cold hair behind the candle is erected. I can't say a word at all. This carp boy also seems to be used to the idiotic appearance of human beings at first sight. He just caressed himself and touched his chin and whispered a whisper.

“Forget it, you can't call me out for nothing. I'll do whatever you want. After all, it's a working day and you can't spread it over... Let me see, today you are not suitable for bathing, you are not suitable for setting fire...”

Little Fatty's dripping voice brought Xiao Nan's candle back to his senses. He pinched his nose beam and eagerly wanted to determine whether what he saw now was a hallucination he had seen only after drinking too much.

After all, the first two decades of his education had taught him that everything in front of him was unscientific and should not have happened, and in the very next second, he suddenly smelled a little bad next to his nose.

“What is this smell... iron squid...”

She sucked her nose and said to herself. Xiao Nan candle, who usually had a generous brain, was rusty. After that, she turned her head and looked at the carp boy next to her. Also, she was sucking the smell of her nose. First, she thought with him for a while, then suddenly changed her face.

“aaaaaah!! You squid!! I told you not to light a fire!! Fire!! Fire!!! ”

The young man screaming scared the red carp out of his arms, dragged Xiaonan candle's pants and ran to the kitchen. He remembered violently that Xiaonan candle, who had just burned a kettle of boiling water, had now returned to his senses, and ran into the kitchen with the carp boy.

This rushed in and he realized that the water in the warm pot was about to burn out.

The fire on the gas stove started, and the whole kitchen smelled like smoke, and there was a huge flame on the ground. Xiao Nan's candle quickly covered his nose and pulled the curtain next to him and poured out the flame. Mars splashed it on him, and he quickly swung it away. Then, in the following years, he didn't know where to get a basin, and then a large basin of water swayed and poured out a large cluster of flames on the ground.

“Hú... Hú... It's so risky... I'm tired...”

He wiped his forehead with his hands and helped Xiao Nan put out a fire when he was a kid. Fat white faces were smoked out. He stays in the Yellow Calendar on a weekday and only works one day a year, so this strength can be seen. The sight of Xiao Nan's palpitated candle was similarly relieved, but he turned his head and looked at the kitchen where half had been burned, revealing a slight expression of confusion.

Had it not been for this inexplicable little fat guy who had just appeared in his own home, he would have simply slept in the living room.

Nor did he expect liquefied gas in the kitchen to age like this because no one has lived in the kitchen for a long time, and as long as he drinks a lot of wine and falls asleep in such a big fire, it will be a few days before 2027... he will truly survive.

As such, I don't know why I felt a little happy for the rest of my life after the robbery. At this time, Xiao Nan Candle, who had been completely sober, didn't want to go to find out exactly who this little fat man who ran off from the calendar was sacred. Especially this kid is also his own savior. The young man who had just helped out naturally didn't expect Xiao Nan candle to accept his existence so quickly. He still rubbed his dirty face with his little hand there, but the next second, he suddenly remembered something like a glance and ran back to the living room with his feet barefoot.

“Eh, what are you running for? Are you cold barefoot..."

Follow this little fat man and rush out. Xiao Nan Candle feels like he suddenly became a father. He is still a little worried about watching this big fat boy run around.

But when he chased the dead kid out and tried to find him a pair of cotton slippers to put on first, he saw the little bastard squatting next to the couch, staring dead at the red carp lying on the floor that had turned white eyes, tears in his eyes were falling off.

Xiao Nan candle: “…”

……

“Xiaohong... Xiaohong... Xiaohong is dead... ahhhh...”

Tears fell like no money, just hurried to help Xiaonan candle fire, the stupid child lost his baby carp and ran to the kitchen, but forgot that the fish could not live long from the water, and when he remembered that his poor red carp was still lying on the floor in the living room to dry and kick his breath, it would have symbolized that more than a year old carp had already skipped its braids so miserably.

With his hands covered in his eyes, he cried, losing his precious red carp as a child. Crying naturally is very sad. Bring him a small bench and let him sit down. Find him a pair of cotton slippers. Xiao Nan's candle watched the little fat man cry almost hiccups, so loud he pinched his face impatiently.

“Come on, come on, don't cry. I'll buy you another one at dawn, okay? If you like carp, you buy carp. If you like grass, you buy grass. If you like sea turtles, you buy sea turtles...”

Like the big gray wolf who ate the children, the tormented Xiaonan candle didn't have time to clean up the messy kitchen this evening, and sat down to begin to persuade the painful young man who had lost his love of fish.

If this were to be put in the normal place, he would have been impatient to hit the child directly, but this big New Year, this little fat man saved himself so hard, so Xiao Nan candle rarely has his temper converged when Uncle Zhihui, this small year would have cried eyes red, when he heard Xiao Nan candle's bullshit, he cried more and more sad now.

“What day is it? Ooh, it's too late... it's all your fault... it's all your fault... my little red... Ooh...”

“Eh, kid, how can this be my fault? Xiaohong obviously has a bad life...”

“It's your fault!! It's your fault!! Whoo-hoo, you big bad guy! ”

“Go ahead... blame me...”

Once a child cries, the more he cries, the more he cries.

Xiao Nan's candle, whose head was so big that he cried, could barely kneel down and shout at his father, but he could not finally make this fat boy laugh. Him?

I was wondering if I could get this little ancestor to explain to me why he could predict the fire and why he was here, but when I was a little girl, I cried and I didn't want to talk to him too much.

Xiao Nan's candle didn't do anything at first glance, thinking that he could either fasten the mysterious fat boy to himself and see if he could get something out of it later. Anyway, he couldn't run, and so he stood up and rushed to the Little Year's Path sitting on a bench.

“There's nothing to eat at home, and there's a little sesame paste. Can I flush it for you? ”

The young man who cried in agony simply ignored him. Xiao Nan's candlehead scratched his head in pain and was ready to flush the sesame paste for his little ancestor. Before entering the kitchen, he looked at the hanging clock, and the pointer on it showed that it was only a minute away from zero.

Xiaonan candle didn't care, he went into the kitchen and rekindled the kettle. This time he waited on the side of the induction cooker, so the time also took a little longer, but after he had been busy for 10 minutes, Xiaonan candle, who was still lazy, was surprised to find that there was no one on the couch outside.

Fatty's gone, Carp's gone.

He didn't hear any burglar door open just now, and a kid in the middle of the night can't run out...

His heart suddenly cooled, Xiaonan candle put the small porcelain bowl in his hand and hurried to the old yellow calendar hanging on the wall, he didn't know what was driving him. Anyway, tonight all this was in an unspeakable wonder, but when Xiaonan candle ran to the old yellow calendar and looked up, the first thing he saw was the joyous cuteness depicted on it, at this time he was pointing his butt at his carp boy and his... dead fish...

Xiao Nan candle: “…”