Picked up cute pets are too sweet

Chapter 931 Find Your Red Line

Shixin looked up at the red thread on the tree, he stared at a knotted red thread, and did not move.

Yuelao realized what Linger said, he laughed twice, and walked towards the table, "Why did you bring this up suddenly, the little baby also thought of such a thing."

Yue Lao laughed deliberately, he avoided Linger's question, sat down at the table, tapped his waist with his hands, and turned his back to Linger, the expression on his face had already changed.

Ling'er walked to Yuelao.

Yue Lao looked up at her, still smiling kindly with his wrinkled face, "Did something grow out of the fruit that the old man gave you a few days ago?"

Ling'er stared into Yuelao's eyes and didn't answer his question.

Old Yue shook his head. He picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Linger, and poured another cup of tea for himself. Grandpa's side."

Ling'er sat beside Yuelao.

"Drink tea."

Yue Lao handed her the tea on the table.

Ling'er took another sip of tea, she put it down, and continued to look at Yuelao.

Yue Lao didn't need to look at Linger's eyes to know that she was looking at him, he shook his head, "Your child has always been like this... always been like this."

"Which one is his red thread?" Linger asked again, she sat down and drank the tea, all she wanted was an answer.

"Where did you hear this?" Yuelao asked, glanced at Linger, and found that the question was in vain, he looked back at the marriage tree wrapped in red thread behind him, he looked at Linger again, "And from which tree might you find your own red thread?"

Ling'er frowned, she looked over, and Shixin was standing under the tree, looking at her.

"If you find your own red thread, the old man will tell you which one is Dijun's red thread."

Linger asked Yuelao suspiciously, "Why is there mine?"

Yue Lao smiled without answering, and poured himself another cup of tea.

The tea was already cold, and it was even more bitter in the mouth, and there was no trace of sweetness.

Ling'er looked at the marriage tree for a while, then she stood up and walked to the marriage tree. She didn't know how to find it, but each one was the same as the red thread.

Shixin followed her.

Ling'er walked around the tree without any thought, so she walked around again.

The red thread on the tree was slightly swayed by the incoming wind.

Ling'er raised her hand, pinched each red thread, and moved from one red thread to another.

She moved very slowly, although each of them looked similar, she still looked at them carefully.

Yuelao left from the stone table, and when he came back, he already had two jugs of wine in his hand. He continued to sit at the original place, watching Linger who was looking for the red thread, and sipped the wine.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Ling'er. He felt as if he saw the last time Dijun was standing under the marriage tree, twisting a red thread in his hand, talking to him.

What did he say... Yuelao sighed, and there seemed to be another wrinkle on his face.

Every day is getting darker, and the moonlight coming from the Yuelao Temple is not very bright. The night in the Celestial Dynasty is always very quiet, but it can't calm people's hearts.

Yuelao hadn't finished drinking the pot of wine while he was sitting there.

Ling'er was still standing under the tree, and Shixin was still following her.

Seeing her pinching the knotted red thread, Shixin felt his heart palpitate.

Yue Lao unconsciously sat up straight and looked over.

Ling'er pinched the red thread, and scrutinized it carefully in front of her eyes like other red threads.

(End of this chapter)