Nine zero animal language little fierce wife

Chapter 11 Don't you remember
[You you you, are you talking to me? ] Little Fatty fluttered his wings.

Han Xiaoye rolled her eyes, "Is there anyone else here?"

[But how can you understand me? ]
Han Xiaoye seemed to be able to see the mosquito coils in Xiaopang's eyes, "There are not so many reasons, tell me quickly, or I will stew you."

[I'm not afraid!The old lady said, there are not many chickens and ducks in the house, and I will keep them if I don’t kill them in the future! ] Before Xiaopang finished speaking, Dahua twisted in, [The old lady went out to make clothes for others, that is, the person who always came here with a big basket on her back during the Chinese New Year. ]
[is her? ] Han Xiaoye's eyes were full of imperceptible anger, this dead old lady who always came to beat the autumn wind, must have found some reason to bully grandma again!
[If you have money, I saw that one day the old lady went to look through the coin box, and it seemed to be almost empty. ] Dahua walked to Han Xiaoye's feet, gently pecked her feet with her flat beak, and asked her to put Xiaopang down.

In Han Xiaoye's memory, she had this flowery duck when she was very young. It seemed that the chickens and ducks in the yard had changed one after another, and it was still alive. Can ducks really live so long?Or is it related to...?

Her eyes fell on a piece of blue cloth in the corner of the small warehouse, and she actually knew what was inside.

Here, what is enshrined is their family's Baojiaxian.

When she was young, she was curious and afraid, and later felt that such things were a bit embarrassing, but thinking about it carefully, sometimes grandma is really 'powerful'.

She can be reborn, is it also blessed by Baojiaxian?

"Little Yezi, open the door!" Grandma's voice interrupted Han Xiaoye's outstretched hand. She quickly adjusted herself in front of the mirror, and then hurried out to open the door, "Grandma, you are back."

Han Xiaoye took the basket from grandma, closed the door hastily, and hugged grandma tightly.

Just like in memory, my hair is always neatly pulled back with pomade, not a single stubble can be seen, my gentle eyes, kind smile, and always straight back... Thinking of my grandma's illness, the family When she had no money to send her grandma to the hospital, Han Xiaoye felt so sad that she couldn't breathe.

"What's the matter? Didn't pass the exam?" Grandma looked at the quilts in the yard to dry, "did the water get on the kang? It's okay, there's nothing worth crying about!"

Han Xiaoye sniffed, how could she tell her grandma everything she knew...

"Grandma, I rescued a person." Han Xiaoye led her grandma into the house, and then briefly talked about her and Xiao Zijie.

Grandma frowned, but she quickly let go, she quickly focused on the point, "Are those people chasing him? This place is small, since they haven't found him, they probably won't come back. He rescued him." You, just let him live here."

Grandma stretched out some rough fingers to wipe the tears on Han Xiaoye's face, "It's such a big deal, it's worth crying, I'm the one to do everything!"

"Grandma, I—"

"boom!"

Han Xiaoye didn't care about talking to her grandma, and ran into the house quickly, only to see the porcelain jar fell to the side, and the water spilled all over the floor, Xiao Zijie was holding the edge of the kang with his hands, panting heavily.

Looking at Xiao Zijie's vigilant gaze and tense body, Han Xiaoye said quickly: "Don't you remember? I am Han Xiaoye, and this is my home."

(End of this chapter)