Ming Yu

When the group returned to the husband's yard, the sun had already set, and a fiery sunset was reflected in the sky.

Song's mother cooked dinner early and set a table full of dishes.In order for them and their husband to reunite properly, the children had already been sent home for dinner, and she also took her son back, leaving the father and son to have a good talk.

The three sat around the table, and even the pretty little fox squatted on a chair and ate with them at the same table. The picture was very interesting.

Hua Niansu stuffed the clean chopsticks into the husband's hands, put a few vegetarian dishes on a small plate on his right hand side for his convenience, and picked up a few chopsticks sauced beef into the little fox bowl, and smiled at Ziyang , to signal him to eat quickly.

At the dining table, it was very quiet, no one spoke, only the soft sound of food being picked, which was completely different from the lively scene when eating with the old boy in the Chalcedony Palace, making Ziyang feel uncomfortable.

Normally, Hua Niansu would always be sensitive to his embarrassment, but today his attention was all on his husband, so he ignored him for a while.

The husband barely moved the dishes on the table, just took two mouthfuls of the medicinal porridge in front of him, and then fumbled to put down his chopsticks.Seeing him stop, Hua Niansu couldn't help frowning, reached out to feel his pulse, and looked at his face.

Sensing his wrist being held by someone, Mr. was startled for a moment, stretched out his other hand and patted the back of that person's hand lightly, indicating that he didn't have to touch it anymore, first raised three fingers towards him, and then pointed in the direction of Ziyang. He pointed, then pointed at himself in turn, touched his face with the back of his hand, and then made a gesture.

Ziyang was dizzy, but Hua Niansu understood, and smiled self-deprecatingly, so he had to give up.

"What do you mean sir?" Ziyang gently tugged Hua Niansu's sleeve, and whispered in his ear.

Hua Niansu turned her head to look at him, as if she just came to her senses, rubbed his little head, and smiled slightly: "Sir, you can't hear, so you don't need to be so quiet."

Ziyang was so surprised that his mouth was half open. He already knew that his husband suffered from eye disease, but he didn’t expect that he even lost his hearing. This is the reason.

Hua Niansu continued to explain to him, saying: "Mr. just now blamed me for being troublesome and was making fun of me. I put up three fingers, which means that I have felt his pulse three times since I came back; referring to you, it means that you are looking at us Well; referring to himself, he means that he is thin-skinned and wants me to save him some face."

Unexpectedly, the husband was so humorous, Ziyang suddenly developed a good impression of him, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

At this time, the husband stretched out another hand towards Ziyang, Ziyang didn't understand, so he turned to look at Hua Niansu.Hua Niansu said with a smile: "Sir, he said that he wants to be friends with you, but what do you think?"

Ziyang nodded, this gentleman is very interesting, he likes it very much, so he asked: "I also want to be friends with you, what should I do?"

Hua Niansu took his little hand, put it gently in Mr.'s hand, and said, "Then let Mr. shake hands to express agreement."

The small hand and the big hand pulled and shook up and down twice, making Ziyang laugh out a pair of canine teeth.

The gentleman gestured to Hua Niansu with the other hand, he understood, and explained to Ziyang: "Mister wants to touch your face, do you agree?"

Ziyang was a little surprised, but also felt a little novel, so he readily agreed.Hua Niansu took her husband's hand and put it on Ziyang's little face.The husband's hands were cold, but the touch of his fingertips was very soft, like a thin feather across his forehead, eyebrows, eyelashes, nose bridge, lips and chin, and then he gently touched his head.

The gentleman withdrew his hand, fumbled in his bosom, took out a gadget and put it in front of Ziyang.

In the open palm lay quietly an exquisite straw grasshopper, slightly flattened because it had been hidden in his bosom, but Ziyang liked it so much, he couldn't put it down and looked at it over and over again, and the image of Mr. Be tall and friendly.

He couldn't help but look at Mr. carefully, Mr. looks very good-looking, more handsome than the good-looking girls he has ever seen, but too thin, his handsome face is pale and sick, and there is a vermilion tear mole at the corner of his right eye , Like teardrops that are about to fall, according to the old man, it is the face of blessings and fate.

The slightly bitter smell of medicine lingered all over his body. He should have been taking medicine all year round. His lips, which had been sick for a long time without blood color, slightly lifted up, revealing a gentle smile that fascinated all living beings.

At that moment, Ziyang was suffocated, as if someone had cast a spell on his body, his eyes were glued to that smile, and he couldn't regain his senses for a long time.He suddenly discovered that the husband is so beautiful when he smiles, he is three points more beautiful than his brother, and suddenly he has a feeling of thumping.

The gentleman beckoned to the little fox, and the little thing immediately jumped into his arms and rubbed his neck affectionately twice.The gentleman touched the fluffy and soft fur on its body, pointed at it, and faced Ziyang's direction, opened his mouth, the vocal cords began to vibrate, and uttered several indistinguishable monotones forcefully.

Ziyang didn't need Hua Niansu's explanation this time, but he understood that Mr. Lai was trying to communicate with him, and said happily, "Is it the name of this little fox? His name is Yumu? No, is it You Mao? Duck feather? Er Mao?"

The little fox raised his chin proudly, his ears trembled, and with a look of disdain on his face, he turned around and pointed his butt at him, shaking his big fiery red and fluffy tail.

Ziyang: "..."

Hua Niansu couldn't help laughing at the sight, and had to come forward to smooth things over: "It's called Youmo, it's very intelligent, and can understand what you say."

He thought for a while, then leaned over and whispered a few reminders: "So don't speak ill of it in front of it, it has an arrogant temper, beware of it holding grudges."

Ziyang nodded, turned to look at Mr., and said happily: "I also have a brother named Tiedan, who is a very fat partridge. Next time I have a chance, I will bring him to show you."

Hua Niansu took her husband's hand, wrote lightly in his palm, and conveyed Ziyang's words to him.

Mr. "After listening", he seemed to be in a trance for a moment, then nodded to him, and spoke again, his voice was hoarse than before.Hua Niansu gently pinched his hand distressedly, signaling him to stop talking, for fear that he would tear his vocal cords.

Ziyang didn't understand, so he could only look at Hua Niansu, who explained, "Do you want to touch it?"

"En!" Ziyang looked expectantly at the little fox in Mr.'s arms, only to see Mr. beckoning to him, and then ran over.

He has no resistance to this kind of furry little animal. From the first time he saw this fluffy little thing, he wanted to hold it in his arms and rub it desperately.

You Mo trembled when he was stared at by the child's big eyes. The poor little fox looked up at the man. There was a slight smile in those beautiful peach eyes, and he tilted his head slightly, as if he was expecting wearing something.So, it decided to put its mind on it, and just touch it. For the sake of making him so happy, my little brat, what's the point of sacrificing my luster?

The softer and fluffier feel than expected made Ziyang so excited that he just wanted to scream. The smooth, silky fur was like a burning flame. When the candlelight hit its flaming red hair, a circle of silvery white luster bloomed. .This little fox's fur is shiny and shiny, it is simply too beautiful!