the warmth of hands

"Grandma~ I'm back!" A 17-year-old girl led a bag of luggage and ran all the way along the path with weeds growing on both sides. When she reached a wooden door and pushed it, she entered a house that looked simple and renovated some years ago. , There are some easy-to-grow potted plants in the small yard, and a bamboo recliner next to it, with a yellow fan lying on it, just like before. "grandmother."

"Little Ge, you're here! Let grandma take a look, I haven't seen you in half a year, yo! You're tall again." The half-white-haired old man walked out of the house with small steps, and grabbed the girl in front of her. She looked at her hand carefully, as if trying to find out every change in her, suddenly she seemed to remember something, "By the way, grandma gave you something to play with, come here." Greeting the girl, the old man started to walk back.

Baige shook off the heavy luggage, followed her grandma to the back room, took a small cardboard box, there was a small creaking sound inside, opened it, and there stood a fluffy chick who couldn't even stand still It's quite cute, "Chicken? Where did it come from?"

"I got it out of the wedding egg yesterday, and I'll keep it for you to play with, so that you won't be like Xiaochen, complaining that this place is boring as soon as you come here. Have you decided not to visit me, an old woman, this year?"

"Brother, he has an interest class this time, so there's nothing he can do if he can't come here." Bai Ge said, stretching out his fingers, as if rubbing its little furry head, unexpectedly, it just fell down and hit the bottom of the box as soon as it touched it. After a roll, she staggered to her feet, and Bai Ge frowned distressedly.

It seems that the body is really not very good.

Afterwards, Baige went back to her room directly with the paper box in her arms. The room that had not been lived in for a long time was clean. Grandma must always be cleaning it up, right?

"Grandma can actually live with us. Although it's nice here, living alone will be lonely, right?" Bai Ge whispered, put the carton on the bed, and then went downstairs to pack her heavy luggage. I took it up, took out some books and stuffed the luggage into the wardrobe. After tidying up, I opened the window and shouted downstairs, "Grandma, call me when cooking!"

"Take a rest, it's tiring to drive for such a long time."

"It's okay!" the white pigeon shouted, retracting its head to the window, climbing onto the bed and looking at the little thing that was staggering in the small box, reaching out to touch it, unexpectedly it was different from the previous one, this little thing didn't run away, but rubbed against itself hand.

Baige's eyes lit up, she picked it up carefully, stared at the little thing in her hand, and muttered, "A chick that comes out of a happy egg, is this considered a dystocia? Uh... a cesarean section, it's so small, smaller than an egg." It's not too big...but, it's so warm."

The white dove pressed its face against its yellow and soft down, and felt that it was still rubbing its head against itself, and the white dove felt a sense of satisfaction in being needed.

"You are the first one to get close to me, and the ones I raised before were unwilling to come close to me." Baige remembered his previous experience of raising small animals, and he liked the little things in his palm more and more. "What do you want to call you?" Woolen cloth?"

"Chichi... Chick."

"Are you hungry?" White Pigeon held it in its hands and yawned. The journey was exhausting enough. "I'll get you something to eat when I wake up. Be good now, don't mess around..."

At this time, the chick jumped into the white pigeon's hand, squatted down, adjusted its posture for a while, and then fell asleep with the white pigeon's palm as a nest. familiar.

correct!Now it is very similar to the feeling when the classmate next to her fell asleep on the way back to the bus after the spring outing and leaned on her shoulder—the feeling of being leaned on and needed.

Baige's eyes closed slowly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

[This feeling is really good, that's why that guy Bai Chen always said let me rely on him, but he never wants to rely on himself as a younger sister, he is so cunning...]

"Little Ge, Xiao Ge, it's time to eat." Grandma opened the door and came in and saw her girl lying on the bed, with the little chicken lying in her flat hand, "Why did you sleep together? Xiao Ge, get up, wash your hands and eat gone."

"Hmm..." The white pigeon moved, but still didn't intend to wake up.

"Little Pigeon." Grandma shook the white pigeon, grabbed the chick and put it in the box, "Little Pigeon, it's time to eat."

"Gee chi chi!!"

"Ah!" Hearing this voice, Bai Ge stood up straight and sat up. After a few seconds, she looked at the people around her with some confusion, "Grandma... grandma? What's wrong with the chick?"

"Sleeping stupidly, I'm here to ask you to eat. The chicken is in the box, and there's a silly girl, why did you sleep with the chicken, it's dirty."

Bai Ge scratched her short hair and yawned. Seeing from the corner of her eye that the chicken was indeed in the box, she was relieved, and directly ignored what grandma said about the chicken being dirty.

"Oh... Got it... I'll go down and eat right away."

After grandma went out, Baige picked up the box and put it on her lap. She looked at the little thing she wanted to come out of the box, "Come up with a name, um, what should I call it—Xiao Huang? No, this is the old The name of the chicken you raised. Tiny? No, I used it when raising rabbits..."

Finally, the white dove set its sights on its small head, which was the most hairy and yellow one.

"Little Luo is ready, little pineapple."

Because the little chick can't speak, so its name was finalized.

Little dill.

"Grow up, grow up to be a big pineapple," the white pigeon hurriedly found millet from the kitchen to feed the little radish, watching it turn around and fall down because it couldn't peck the millet, and it took a lot of work for the boss to eat With so few grains, the white pigeon had no choice but to sweep the millet into a pile with his fingers to increase its hit rate, "Well... when I grow up, I will definitely help you find a beautiful hen to be your wife. Next time I come Get me a litter of little radishes sometime."

Xiao Luo raised her head and chirped a few times, continuing to fight for its stomach.

So cute.

The white dove carefully rubbed its soft down with its fingertips, "I will protect you."

The whole afternoon, Bai Ge spent watching Xiao Luo walking and falling, and at night, after Bai Ge made sure that the grandma next door was asleep, she took Xiao Luo out of the box, which kept chirping.As soon as it reached the white dove's hand, it stopped singing, squinted its dark eyes, smacked its lips, bent down and used the white dove's palm as a nest again, and made a gesture of going to sleep. The chicken can sleep in a comfortable position and yawns.

"Good night, Xiaoluo."

Xiao Luo let out a weak cry, as if responding to a white dove.

In the next few days, Baige will start its summer vacation life at grandma's house centered on the little one.

Bai Ge is full of unprecedented enthusiasm for taking care of Xiao Luo. In the past, the greatest joy in his hometown was going to the mountains. Relying on his familiarity with the mountains, Bai Ge went in from time to time to help grandma pick some herbs, wild tea, wild vegetables and wild fruits— ——If you are lucky and dig a lot, you can take it to the pharmacy to exchange for some pocket money——Now, Bai Ge takes collecting wild fruits as her main goal, and she wants to raise Xiao Luo healthy and healthy.

And when the white pigeon was doing homework, she put it on the table, and when she was lying on the wicker chair in the yard and taking a nap, she let it go down to the ground and toss it by itself. It calls to attract the white dove that has not yet fallen asleep. At this time, the white dove will hang down its hand, flatten its palm, let it stand up and retract, and sleep together.

About sleeping together, grandma has nagged countless times, and Bai Ge has been pushed back by her own health, and in the end grandma can only follow Bai Ge's wishes.

Other times—like eating, Bai Ge didn't have the courage to let Xiao Luo stand on the dining table to eat. If she did this, Bai Ge believed that she would never see her again the next day, and grandma would definitely give it away, so Usually, the white pigeon feeds Xiaoluo after eating by itself. After feeding the white pigeon, it finds that it prefers cooked food, so it directly removes the millet lettuce, and puts some rice and vegetables in a small plate after eating by itself. give it.

Its food was prepared very well by the white pigeon, and it would cut a piece of fruit and give it to him, and he was willing to eat everything until he was full-in fact, he couldn't eat much with his little stomach.The white dove is also very careful about hygiene. It will wipe it carefully with some napkins soaked in water, try to keep it clean, and wash its hands frequently.

However, there is something that puzzles Baige. She once gave it some ants to increase its protein absorption, but Xiao Luo seems to be a vegetarian and would rather be hungry and wait for Baige The pigeon gave it fruit but not worms.After discovering this, Bai Ge could only search on the Internet, but in the end it was fruitless, so she could only be puzzled and let it go.

A week later, it got a little bigger. Although it still wrestled, the frequency was much less. When eating, it would not be chasing and pecking a millet but not being able to eat it. Basically, it can eat a millet with one peck now. , especially when it was changed to cooked food later, the white pigeon was very happy about it, seeing that it was getting healthier, it increased the number of times it went to the ground, and led it for a walk in the yard.

But even though Xiao Luo grew up a bit, she was still considered a vulnerable group, and any night cat or wild dog could pose a threat to it.So every time it slips down the ground, the white dove will definitely stare at it.

Once a wild cat slipped into the yard, the white pigeon saw the wild cat set its eyes on Xiaoluo, and called out to it threateningly, the white pigeon picked up the broom as fast as it could and drove it away without saying a word go out.

At this time, it would rub against the white dove's feet to beg for a hug, and the white dove would always hold it in the first place. Listening to its cry, she felt her heart melt.She carefully moved her face closer and rubbed against its light yellow fur, "It's okay, Xiaoluo, don't worry, I will protect you."

Xiaoluo's personality is very clingy, apart from being sure of her palm when sleeping, she just likes to stand on her shoulder and rub her against her. on her shoulders.

This kind of intimacy with white pigeons is very useful, because I have never seen that little animal willing to get close to her, and it is the same among classmates. In fact, it is not Xiaoqin's most important friend.

But it doesn't matter, for Xiaoluo, she is indispensable, right?She's the most important one, right?

"Xiaoluo, I like you the most, don't you like me the most?" She only dared to say such words to Xiaoluo.

"grumble!"

"It means 'Yes', right?"

"Jeep!"

"If it's 'No', there will be no dinner today."

"grumble!?"

The author has something to say: la la la ~ this is some scum. (^o^)/

A certain slag is here to wish everyone who is in front of the mobile phone and computer a happy New Year’s Day and auspicious year of the snake~(^_^)∠※

In 2013, a certain scumbag will continue to work hard~^_^o~ Work hard!

Please continue to take care of this scum~~>_<~+

The old rules of the new article, more updates on the same day!I’m just not sure if it’s the third watch or the fifth watch...→_→

PS: I finally officially prostituted Uncle Ma! ! ! ~(≧▽≦)/~la la la——【January 2013, 1】

He kept saying that he was writing and writing, but he didn't start until today. A certain scumbag also felt that his procrastination problem should be corrected.Another thing that needs to be said is that a certain scumbag feels that the more he writes, the more wrong he is... I thought it was just a side story! ! ! (⊙o⊙) How did it become a revised text! ! ! ("▔□▔)/HELP! God knows when this scumbag will end it again!

About the new pit... Ah, not the one about Brother Zhishui, a scumbag is planning to open a new novel, but people who are familiar with the scumbag (in reality) are called scumbags who are unscrupulous pit owners, and the pits are followed in private One was opened, but few of them could be finished, and the less passionate ones didn't even finish the character setting!So in the face of so many pitfalls, a certain scum said that he couldn't start...

And... a certain scumbag's acceptance letter has been received~~~ The day before yesterday, it's really gratifying to congratulate~ gratifying to congratulate~ Paji paji paji (applause)——[July 2014, 7]

Your sister paper!Some scumbag repaired it yesterday, why is it still not displayed!Falk! ——【2014.7.22】

One last try! ——【2014.7.23】