[First Generation of Family Education] Flower Marriage in the Sky

He and his wife and sister looked shocked, and didn't say anything, but helped the limp girl onto the bed.

"I thought... you really ignored me because you blamed me..."

"Fake, it's better than nothing, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm used to it, goodbye."

"Wait...in the afternoon...I didn't tell you that I'm afraid of water..."

"That..." Neil blinked, and smiled casually, "It's just a good face to lie to him~... The real reason is, because they may all be demons disguised as humans, so I put all the people around me People are treated like demons."

The beautiful boy in the sun that year

"Gulu..." The sky that had just lit up was still tinged with coolness, and the little goose-yellow belly lying on the window sill let out a mournful cry, lazily looking weak.

The little bird on the tree sang the first song in the morning. It was cheerful and full of energy, in stark contrast to the lazy Na Meng under the tree. The latter immediately became energetic after hearing the call, with emerald green eyes Wide open, he rushed forward as if flying.

It moved quickly and nimbly, and within a few seconds, it caught the lively bird on the tree and put it in its mouth.

"Uh-ahhh..." The little bird hopped around in its mouth unyieldingly, making a sharp bird cry, and the cuteness tried hard to stuff the exposed part in, but the extremely flexible little bird Bird just resisted resignedly, causing the cute and fierce expression just now to become painful, tears flowed out, and a little transparent liquid flowed out from the closed mouth.

"What mess are you eating again?" The girl who came out of the room looked at her with a painful expression and asked in confusion, "Eating messy food early in the morning will cause stones...how can you say that you just don't listen— —!” As he spoke, he slapped the back of Meng’s neck.

"Ugh...!! Cough cough..." The living thing in the mouth was knocked out, and a few pieces of yellow feathers spit out.

"Huh——" Neil stepped forward to look at the motionless bird on the ground, then turned his head and yelled at the Meng who was still blowing out its feathers, "It's so disgusting——! You eat that Meng without peeling the skin——!! Behind my back! Didn't you agree to share the good things you caught in the future?!"

"Ji———" The wet little bird lying on the ground jumped up deceitfully, and fled desperately. At the end, it lost its yellow feathers all over the ground due to excessive nervousness.

"You actually pretended to be dead... What a smart bird, I really want to keep it—" The little girl pouted and looked far away in the direction where the bird was flying away.

"Twittering——" The little bird didn't take the opportunity to fly to the ends of the earth, but landed on the long and slender fingers, as if it had been trained.

"Huh?" Neil blinked, picked up the cutie on the ground and put it on top of his head, "Guest? Has the matter been resolved?"

"..." The visitor frowned slightly when he heard an unpleasant address, and stretched out his finger to tease the bird on his finger.

"Is this your bird?"

"Do not."

"Well——" Neil squeezed his chin, "I was still thinking about whether to keep it as a pet, since you like it, I will give it to you~ Otherwise, Moe will be jealous..."

"Jealous? Are you sure you didn't eat it?" The man raised his beautiful eyebrows.

"It's all the same anyway!" The little girl waved her hand heartily, "How is it? Are you leaving?"

"Well, I'm going back to the headquarters." Arnold turned around, and the bird on his index finger obediently flew up to follow him.

"Back to the headquarters?" Neil trotted to catch up. "Are you going to report to the queen? Nah~ What does your queen look like?"

"..." Arnold stopped, "You have too many questions, the mission is over, this is the other half's commission."

"No~" The little girl took the paper bag from the man's hand in no hurry, and circled around him with her mouth pouting.

"It's hard to meet someone who isn't afraid of me. It's a bit weird...but then I'll be alone for a long time again—let me stay with you until we reach the town~" The little girl chased him in front of him, holding her hands together. He smiled flatteringly.

"...the devil..." Arnold looked down at the silver badge on the little girl's chest.

"..." The girl who was still excited just now softened all of a sudden, "What... isn't it just like ordinary people... Forget it——!" Neil turned around angrily, "If you are afraid, I can let you go first—— —”

"It seems that you really have the physique to attract those interesting creatures," the man suddenly smiled evilly, his glowing phoenix eyes were extremely dangerous, "I really want to see that interesting creature again... next time If you encounter it, you will definitely destroy it!"

"What!! Do you think I am a spirit caller?!! You are not... the elder sister of the Earl and his wife who was in the yard yesterday is the guest you invited!!"

"..." Arnold frowned fiercely, "Don't call me that kind of name again—"

"What's that called..."

"...Arnold would be fine."

"Okay——" the little girl smiled with a good temper. "In short——now we can go together!"

The bustling bazaar is a gathering place for middle- and lower-class people. You can rarely see well-dressed people here, and some are just neatly dressed citizens and hawkers, or sitting in glass carriages, leaning on the horsemen High-class people who scatter passers-by.

There are shops on both sides of the street, each with their own signature items at the door, customers can generously bargain with the shopkeepers, and talk about their own experiences in the past few days, ranging from the death of the count's wife to the small Everyone knows that a certain dog fights with a neighbor's cat.

The simple folk customs have a touch of warmth. Everyone is familiar with each other and exchanges knowledge. The sudden addition of two people is a bit abrupt, especially the exaggerated black cloak of the little girl and the excessive indifference of the man around her.

"The oranges are getting better and better recently, so we need to pick some quickly," said a thin, dark-skinned middle-aged man next to a grocery store on the street, chatting casually with a customer beside him, with a smile on his face. Very close "It's a pity that our family went to the fire early, and I had to take care of the grocery store in the town, and the little ones at home were waiting for dinner... Thanks to the child Giotto, who helped me at this time of year, which made my family angry. The little girl kept saying that in the future she must marry brother Giotto as a reward!"

"That's not easy Paul, that kid is famous in this town, I'm afraid all the girls in the town will blush when they see him—"

The two were talking happily, and Meiou didn't notice the little girl on the side at all.

"I really want to eat oranges..." Neil stared at the yellow balls on the booth, swallowed his chin with his index finger, and looked at Arnold reflexively.

"..." The man shielded the hot eyes of the girl beside him, and walked straight forward quickly. It was really not used to him staying in crowded places for too long.

"Hey—wait—" Seeing that the person in front had gone far away, the girl had no choice but to drop the pretty orange and chase after him.

There is a long track in the middle of the farmland away from the market, extending along the separated wheat fields to the direction of the sun. The little girl held the cloak on her chest with her left hand, and opened her right arm to find balance on the narrow track, but several times He almost fell down, and got farther and farther away from the man in front of him.

The cool wind blows the cloak propped up by the right arm together with the long brown hair, and the eyebrow-level bangs sway gently in front of the forehead.

"Goodbye—" She stood on the track, tiptoed and waved at the man who had already gone away, "Mr. Arnold——"

"Goodbye." His expression was still indifferent, and he did not stop, and his voice could not be heard from the other party at this distance.

"Heh." The hand that had been holding the chest was slowly lowered, revealing the silver polygonal badge, which glowed in the dazzling sunlight.

"Let's go—" smiled and nodded to Nameng who was still asleep, turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the man.

On the way back, the girl's smile became sweeter and brighter, and in some desolate wilderness, only one person and one beast were laughing and playing with each other.

"Huh?" The girl stopped, leaned over and stared at the fence door in front of her, "Wow——"

The trees in the fence are arranged in an orderly manner, and the lush branches are full of yellow balls, especially when the sun above the head shines, and the golden light is scattered on the balls, so that her desire that has just cooled down- Hope to recover again.

"I want to eat--"

"Yes, yes—" Neil stared at the beautiful scenery in front of him excitedly, drooling along with Na Meng who was equally excited beside him.

"We—" The little girl's excitement temporarily stopped, she skillfully looked left and right, and then grabbed the cute one who wanted to rush over and stuffed it into her arms. First, she looked around to explore the terrain, and followed the tree trunk closest to the outside Climbing up, he reached out and quickly pulled out the orange that was close at hand. After peeling it, he split it into two, stuffed half into his mouth, and threw the other half to the little guy floating in the air.

"Ahhhh~" The two of them held their faces together and squinted their eyes to enjoy the delicious food that gradually spread out in the air. They sighed in the same way and cooperated tacitly.

The goose-yellow little guy opened his exaggerated mouth, and the little girl on the tree swiftly picked off the delicious food in front of her and threw them into the opposite mouth.

"Amazing—!! So many, so many—!! We can save it like this and eat it for a long, long time!!" Nair held the oranges in his arms, and his extremely happy face was more like what a girl of this age should have. some.

"Ah—" It seemed that the girl's greed could no longer be contained in Manzai's arms, and it might be that the sudden sound frightened her, and an orange gurgled down, which was being digested by Yuanyuan's stomach. Moe caught it accurately.

“Brother Giotto———————!” the voice of a strange 7- or 8-year-old boy