Zaizai doesn't want to think about that much.
Anyway, Pluto’s father said that everything in the world is caused by reincarnation.
What you sow, you reap.
Grandma Huo San is not a bad person, but she has too many calculations.
If she was really frightened by the dreams of her ancestors who had already reported to the underworld, it had nothing to do with her.
She had already told Grandma Huo San that one person could only borrow two Underworld Tongbao at most, and it was Grandma Huo who took all those Underworld Tongbao.
I figured it out, I don’t have to go to the kindergarten anymore today, I am happy to play in the old house.
Ji Yuanxiu was calm and went to the small living room to read after Grandma Huo San left.
Mrs. Huo followed Zai Zai and turned back to ask Ji Yuanxiu in the small living room.
"Yuanxiu, do you want to play with us?"
Ji Yuanxiu's childish voice came from the small living room.
"No, I'll read a book."
Mrs. Huo let him go and led the bouncing Zai Zai outside.
Zaizai asked Mrs. Huo while jumping up and down.
"Grandma, where is grandpa?"
Mrs. Huo explained with a smile.
"Grandpa Zaizai...went to play with your Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Fu."
Zaizai is curious.
"What are you playing with? Can Zai Zai play?"
Mrs. Huo laughed.
"It's not interesting to play chess or fishing. Zai Zai plays with grandma. Grandma takes Zai Zai to play on the slide. Grandma also specially hired someone to introduce hot springs to the slide. Do you want Zai Zai to go to the hot spring?"
Zaizai has never been in a hot spring, but Ma Shangang is attracted to it.
"Grandma, Zai Zai wants to go to the hot springs and play on the slide."
"Okay, then grandma is going to play on the slide and soak in the hot springs in Zaizai. Let's go!"
Grandma Huo San is finally no longer spending time in the old house. Old Mrs. Huo is in a good mood. If it weren't for her age, she would want to skip around like Zai Zai.
Play on the slides and soak in the hot springs.
There are also maids and aunties who bring milk and fruits from time to time. Zaizai has a great time playing.
While playing, Zaizai smelled Jiufeng's scent.
"Nine...Uncle Feng?"
Jiufeng, who was not far away and was about to dodge quietly: "..."
He didn't want to see Ming Zaizai at all.
oh!
And Mrs. Huo!
Mrs. Huo was surprised.
"Zai Zai, Jiu Feng is here too?"
Zaizainai nodded: "Yes~Uncle Jiufeng should be here for a day or two."
Mrs. Huo was even more surprised.
But thinking that Jiang Yuan was here before, and then ran away in the middle of the night, Shen Ling and the others were probably worried about their safety, so he called Jiufeng over again.
But the young man hid it very deep, and they never found it.
Mrs. Huo shouted happily.
"Jiu Feng, come and have tea."
The maid in the distance listened and quickly prepared tea and cakes, and quickly delivered them over.
Jiufeng, a cat not far away: "..."
Zaizai also shouted.
"Uncle Jiufeng, come here quickly, Zaizai will show you something good, you will definitely like it."
Jiufeng: "..."
What good things could Ming Zaizai have that he would like?
Tell him that she is no longer the incarnation of the rules of the underworld?
Can that be done?
Jiufeng wanted to leave, but couldn't.
When he met Ming Zaizai, his head was big, and when he met Mrs. Huo, his scalp was numb.
When these two met together, he just felt that everything was bad.
Jiufeng sighed and walked slowly towards Zaizai and Mrs. Huo.
Mrs. Huo saw it and burst into laughter.
"Hey Jiufeng, you are a big young man, how can you act like a little wife? Walk faster!"
Zaizai nodded heavily.
"Yes! Uncle Jiufeng, walk faster!"
Jiufeng: "..."
He could pretend that he couldn't hear Mrs. Huo's words, but he couldn't go against Zaizai's wishes.
As if his legs were constantly working, he arrived in front of Zaizai and Mrs. Huo in a flash.
Mrs. Huo smiled even more happily.
"Jiu Feng, sit down and chat."
Zaizai hurried over, pulled up another chair, and patted the back of the chair.
"Uncle Jiufeng, sit down~"
Jiu Feng was flattered.
"Thank you Zaizai."
Zaizai chuckled.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, Uncle Jiufeng, Zaizai wants to show you something nice."
Jiufeng was not curious, but Mrs. Huo was very curious.
"Zai Zai, what's so good?"
Zaizai dug and dug in his trouser pocket, and he chuckled and took out a folded sketch paper.
Open the sketch paper, revealing a dark mess on the paper, and there are also several things that look like antennas with ridges.
Mrs. Huo: "..."
Jiufeng: "..."
Neither of them understood what Zaizai was drawing.
Mrs. Huo looked carefully, a little confused.
"Zai Zai, is this the satellite... detector you drew?"
Zaizai shook his head.
Mrs. Huo: "There are seven or eight antennas on this side."
Zaizai still shook his head and looked at Jiufeng expectantly.
Jiu Feng: "Zai Zai is this painting...an eight-clawed octopus?"
The corners of Zaizai's little mouth twitched.
"Uncle Jiufeng, Zai Zai painted you~"
Jiufeng and Mrs. Huo: "..."
Mrs. Huo counted carefully, and there were really nine... heads.
"Yes, yes! Zaizai, this is a painting of Nine Phoenix. It's really beautiful. It looks very similar. Look at these nine heads, none of them are missing."
Jiufeng's mouth twitched wildly.
Not happy at all!
too ugly!
How ugly!
"Mrs. Huo, you said there were seven or eight antennas before."
Mrs. Huo chuckled.
"Hey, as I get older, it's inevitable that I'll count and look at the wrong things! Our Zaizai's paintings are so beautiful and vivid!"
Jiu Feng looked at the horrible black mass, then at the crooked and crooked thing, and finally at the little black dot that was casually poked at the top...
He, the handsome and handsome Lord Nine-Headed Bird, has this kind of virtue?
He will become autistic!
Zaizai looked at him and explained to him with a sweet voice.
"Uncle Jiufeng, what Zaizai drew is you now."
Jiu Feng suppressed her dissatisfaction and struggled to speak out.
"But Zaizai, if this...is Uncle Jiufeng's true form, why...doesn't he have feathers?"
Zaizai explained matter-of-factly with his big watery eyes open.
"Because Uncle Jiufeng, your fur has been shaved off by Zai Zai!"
Jiufeng suffocated.
Mrs. Huo couldn't believe it.
"Zai Zai, have you shaved off all the feathers of Jiu Feng?"
Zaizai nodded.
"Because Uncle Jiufeng is not good, Zaizai... Zaizai has given him lessons."
Jiufeng: "..."
Where is his face?
Before Jiufeng could say anything, Zaizai held up his painting for him to see again, making a sweet sound.
"Uncle Jiufeng, look, this is what you looked like when your nine heads were beaten! This...this head even exploded!"
Jiufeng: "..."
There was a thud in his heart, and he felt like his heart was exploding!
Zaizai Naihu asked him: "Uncle Jiufeng, is Zaizai's painting particularly resembling and beautiful?"
Mrs. Huo laughed heartily.
"Yes, yes! They look very similar, very beautiful!"
Jiufeng endured the heartache and struggled to speak out.
"Yes! The painting is very beautiful. Don't paint it again!"
He is so ugly that he has nightmares!
Emotions are in Zaizai's eyes, he looks like that!
Zaizai is delighted.
"Right, after Zai Zai finished the painting, Teacher Sun saw it and immediately knew that what Zai Zai was painting was a bird!"
Jiu Feng is so helpless that he feels like fireworks are setting off in his head!
call out!
Bang!
call out!
Bang!
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