The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 835 The Snow Is Almost Melting
He chased after him, and said seriously: "I don't care about anything else, you heard what my master said just now, don't bother her in the future, come to me if you have something to do."

The wolf gave him a meaningful look.

Shaking his head and smiling, he didn't say anything.

After everyone had left, two people turned out from behind the corner.

Silently watching the direction Nan Jiaojiao left.

"Woo... I am raging, I hate separation the most."

Xiong Da slapped Xiong Er on the back of the head, the mask couldn't stop the twitching face underneath, "What are you acting, you know howling every day, and, can you stop using the voice in the cartoon, you are not real bear."

"I'm not a real bear, but you are a real dog."

Xiong Er rubbed the back of his head and cried even harder, a few birds on the branch were startled flying away.

"Okay, okay, why are you crying? It's lucky enough to be able to catch criminals with her for more than half a month. You are better than me. You were named by the little princess and allowed to follow you. You learned a lot. Enough You've spent half your life."

Xiong Er wiped his tears, his hands were blocked by the mask, he was stunned for a moment, and then pretentiously wiped the teardrops that dripped down his cheeks.

Tilting his head slightly, he said in a cheap way: "Choose me instead of you, so, you are more of a dog."

Xiong Da was patting Xiong Er on the back to comfort him, when he heard these words, his little brother's affection was immediately beaten to pieces, and he slapped Xiong Er hard on the back of the head.

"Ah."

Turn around and go.

"Xiong Da, what are you doing! You're going to blow your brains out, you're going to be stupid, I'm going to be stupid!"

"It's good to be a fool, but a bear needs to look like a bear."

"Oh, you're right, but what should I do if I still want to be a bitch?"

"..."

Xiong Da didn't want to talk, so he called out a set of punches.

……

After the new year, Nanfu closed its doors to thank guests.

The servants in the family took turns to grant holidays, and there were far fewer people walking around.

There were two sleet in a row, and the lake was frozen. The old man sneaked over to fish several times, but was carried back by Uncle Qiu.

Finally looking forward to the sun coming out, the old man refused to stay in the greenhouse no matter what, and insisted on running to the lake with his fishing tools.

Uncle Qiu followed behind, and it was rare that he didn't carry the old man back. He even asked a few servants to drill a few holes in the lake, and set up a wooden deck chair beside the hole.

The old man came over cheerfully, "Are you so sensible today?"

"Isn't the sun out today? I can't always stop you because of your hobby. I didn't let you fish before because of the bad weather."

The old man glanced at him arrogantly, "Isn't it just a little snow and wind, as for it."

Uncle Qiu replied without changing his face: "You are right."

Today is the heaviest sleet in the past five years. It has been falling for three days in a row, and the news reports all over the place, where houses have been destroyed, where crops have been destroyed, and everyone is looking forward to the snow stopping, but there is another hailstorm .

The old man was stuck at home for several days, he was really suffocated, and wanted to go out noisyly, but just as he went out, he was hit by two lumps of hail on his forehead.

After calling the family doctor, the old man lay in bed howling for a long time, not sure if it was the pain from the blow, or he was angry that he didn't catch any fish.

"You can fish on the ice for a while, and the snow will melt next month. After a while, you can fish by the lake."

The old man was hanging the bait, and he paused for a moment, he didn't know where the sadness came from, and sighed faintly: "It's so fast, the snow will melt again this year, those two heartless little things really didn't come back to look at me .”

(End of this chapter)