My iceberg smiled

Chapter 92 Will Continue to Grow Up
After Anan got out of the bathroom, his heartbeat still couldn't stabilize quickly.

Doubts arose in his heart: When did the cinnabar plum behind the little pudding grow up?

That thing is like poison, people take a look at it, but they can't bear to look away, like a mysterious vortex, it attracts people's eyes tightly.

Before, he thought it might just be an ordinary birthmark, but now it seems...

That's not the case at all!
……

"Dean! Dean!"

When Anan rushed to Dean Qi's room in a hurry, the old man was threading needles in front of the desk lamp.

Seeing Anan coming, he hurriedly beckoned: "Hey! Anan, come here, I have been wearing this thread for a long time, why can't I get it in? Sure enough, I am still old, and my eyesight is not as good as it is every year!"

Anan went over and snatched the needle and thread from the dean's hand, and casually put them aside.

"Oh, Dean! Didn't I tell you not to do these jobs? It's enough to leave it to Aunt Zhang and the others. Also, just throw away those old clothes that Little Pudding can't wear."

Anan knew that Dean Qi lived a frugal life, but now their lives were slowly improving, and Dean Qi was getting older, so he didn't want to make the other party overworked.

"Throw it away? That won't work! It's true that Little Pudding's clothes can't be worn anymore, but I can still sew a few sandbags for the children to play with, waste recycling, waste recycling, haha."

Seeing that Dean Qi was still laughing, Anan couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

What is his purpose in coming to the dean?At this moment, he was almost led astray by the dean.

So he hurriedly said: "Dean, let me ask you, what is the cinnabar plum behind the little pudding? I just went into the bathroom to deliver clothes to the little pudding, and I saw that the plum blossom on her back waist has sprouted branches, like Like a painted tattoo, very…”

"extremely……"

"Weird."

Anan couldn't describe that feeling, all in all he felt something was wrong.

Dean Qi's face changed, and he suddenly said seriously: "Don't worry about that thing, have you forgotten what I told you?"

Anan remembered that a few years ago, when he first discovered the cinnabar plum behind the little pudding, the dean told him not to tell anyone the secret.

At that time, the dean's face seemed even more terrifying than now.

What that thing means, Anandao doesn't understand now, but judging from the dean's tone, it should be... something related to the safety of Pudding, otherwise the dean would not have repeatedly warned him so nervously.

"But... but that thing won't continue to grow, right? Little Pudding is only four years old now, and the cinnabar plum has grown to the size of a jujube. From now on..."

"It will continue to grow, and more than one flower will bloom."

Dean Qi said in a low voice, slowly.

"Is that thing...poisonous? Will it be bad for Little Pudding's body, for example... soaking into her seven meridians and eight channels, and then slowly making people bleed to death from seven orifices... and so on..."

Before Anan finished speaking, Dean Qi gave him a slap on the head.

"Have you read too many martial arts novels, kid? What are you talking about! That thing doesn't do any harm to Little Pudding's body, it's just... related to Little Pudding's life experience."

……

After Han Qianxiao took a shower, she saw that the dean was making her bed, while Anan was sitting under the desk lamp, sewing clothes quickly.

Looking at the clothes, Han Qianxiao looked familiar, and asked, "Brother Anan, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)