Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 153 Bald Cub

Lin Jiu looked at the man and the cat that seemed to have merged into one, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up. He stretched out his index finger and gently touched the little cat's head, saying softly:

"Why don't you pinch yourself?"

This thing is perfect to put in front of the desk.

Jingzhi turned around, put her arms around his neck and asked:

"I still have the clay I asked Uncle Qing for. I made a little Lin Jiu. Can you make a little Jing Zhi?"

Suddenly, her eyes lit up:

"Pinch another Xiaoyu and put it in the middle. It will be perfect for a family of three. Otherwise, his cry of "mother" will be in vain."

Lin Jiu smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to say yes, a spatula suddenly rose from the side window frame.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai were like two huge light bulbs, shining brightly in the sunset.

"Master, please make a little Qiu Sheng too!"

Wencai murmured in agreement, "We need a little Wencai too!"

Hearing the sound behind them, the two people in the room separated at the speed of light.

One of them took a rag to the bookshelf and wiped it here and there.

One of them stood up and sat down holding a clay figure, and opened and closed drawers.

"Hey~ pinch one~" Qiu Sheng pouted and acted coquettishly.

Wencai nodded stupidly, "You should."

Fuck you!

Lin Jiu's face flushed, he gently put down the clay figure, then quickly walked to the window and closed it heavily.

Qiu Sheng tilted his neck back and his nose was almost pinched off.

Wencai's shabby bangs got caught in the crack of the window. He raised his hand to pull out his hair, and cried out:

"Master, hair, my hair!"

The window opened and closed.

Letting go of his hair, Lin Jiu glared at the two brats and said, "Why don't you go cook? Do you want to starve me to death?"

Qiu Sheng blinked, "Master, love is enough to satisfy your hunger. I thought you didn't want to eat at noon, and you won't eat tonight either."

Jingzhi: Does he have to commit this crime?

Lin Jiu: ...this traitor! Where's his sword?

Qiu Sheng's voice gradually faded away, "Haha, Master, you can do it, I'm going to go cook~~"

Jingzhi looked at the figure frozen in front of the window and asked tentatively, "Shall I bring it in for you?"

Lin Jiu hesitated for a long time before mumbling:

"Just pinch you."

"Okay, okay." She smiled happily. Her Ah Jiu was over forty years old and a little childish in expressing his emotions, but inexplicably, he was able to touch her love spot, making her want to pamper him a little more.

She walked over quietly, and when he turned around, she quickly kissed him on the side of his cheek, then turned and ran.

All that was left was a statue covering its face, frozen in place.

……

The setting sun shone into the pavilion, casting four long shadows on the open space in the yard.

Suddenly, a shadow raised his hand, holding a clay figure in his hand. The sunlight fell on the clay figure, giving its white shirt an orange hue.

The little clay figurine was actually a smaller version of Qiu Sheng.

He couldn't stop smiling, and felt inexplicably touched. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that his master actually pinched it for him.

Lin Jiu turned his face towards Wencai and said, "Don't look at me like that. It was Jingzhi who did it."

If Jingzhi showed him this expression, he would want to hug her.

When it was Qiu Sheng's turn, his hands began to itch.

Bai was so moved that Qiu Sheng's smile froze on his face. He withdrew his raised hand, put his elbow on the table, stopped eating, and looked at the little clay figure carefully.

Although he was obviously very touched, he pretended to be very nonchalant and raised his chin towards Jingyi, "Thank you. If you have any instructions in the future, just ask me to do it!"

Wencai couldn't hold it back any longer. His already drooping eyelids were now swollen and his eye circles were red as he looked at the little Wencai in overalls in his arms.

Xiao Wencai was still holding the caterpillar pillow that he always hugged when he slept.

That pillow was made by Lin Jiu for him when he was a child and was too scared to sleep when he first came to the charity cemetery. Although it was a bit ugly, Lin Jiu's thoughts were indeed conveyed to his heart through that ugly doll.

So after all these years, even if it got untied and pilled, he couldn't bear to throw it away.

Later, the master became famous in Renjia Town and became busier and busier, so he rarely received any gifts.

This clay figurine was one of the few gifts he received.

Because of his appearance, Qiu Sheng had many little girls giving him gifts, but he was always the one no one cared about.

Therefore, he just agreed with that sentence out of habit, and he didn't expect to receive anything in return.

When he first received it, it was as if he was punched in the heart. He looked at Jingzhi with tears in his eyes, not knowing what to say.

Jingzhi held up an empty plate to block his view, "Don't look at me like that, everyone in the charity cemetery has a share, Xiaoyu has one too!"

Speaking of Xiaoyu, she put down the plate and stretched her neck to look at Xiaoyu who was hiding behind a pillar not far away.

She murmured quietly, "Why don't you come over if you're wearing a veil?"

Although he is a zombie, he still has the nature of a child and loves to join in the fun.

Today, everyone was gathered together, but he was standing alone behind the pillar, which was a bit unusual...

Lin Jiu pulled her arm and asked her to sit down. "Let's eat first. It's getting cold."

……

Xiaoyu was standing behind the pillar, with her long nails stretched out, carefully circling the clay figure - Xiaoxiaoyu - with her small tiger's mouth.

Wencai was at least adopted by Lin Jiu, but Xiaoyu was even more miserable.

With his spiritual intelligence awakened, his mind became more flexible, and he even recalled some of his past memories in the past few days.

There were few warm moments. Most of his memories were of him being chased by wild dogs, bullied by naughty kids, or even being kidnapped and sold by bad guys.

After living for just a few years with no one to protect him, he was forced to start thinking about the meaning of life.

If his parents didn't want him, why did they give birth to him and let him go through all this?

At this time, Xiaoyu even thought that it would be better to die.

At least, now wild dogs can't bite him, and naughty kids don't dare to bully him.

Xiaoyu secretly stuck her head out and took a look at Lin Jiu and Jingzhi not far away.

He seemed to understand the meaning of "Dad" and "Mother".

If it was the two of them, then he could accept it.

At this moment, Jingzhi waved at him and produced two fresh tomatoes from behind him, "Come on, it's more delicious to eat together."

Xiaoyu felt a little embarrassed. He wasn't very hungry, but his body involuntarily jumped in that direction.

His arm joints were beginning to soften a little, but his knees were still stiff, so he could only sip his tomato juice while standing.

After sucking one, he put down the tomato peel and looked straight at Jingzhi. He wanted to cry, but hated himself for not being able to cry.

He rubbed his round, stiff little face with both hands.

Xiaoyu lowered her head slightly, secretly sighing that she was not very good enough. The nerves on her face seemed to be dead, and she had no reaction at all. She couldn't make a pitiful expression like Wencai to attract her attention.

Suddenly, another tomato was raised to his mouth.

Xiaoyu looked up and her gaze met her eyes which were filled with smile and concern.

She said: "Eat another one! Children won't grow tall if they don't eat enough!"

Xiaoyu wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

This woman is really hurtful. He will never grow taller.

However, the concern in her eyes seemed to make his already cold heart beat a little...

"Chiu, mother!"

If he had shouted blindly before because of Lin Jiu's strength and his ignorance, today he shouted with some sincerity.

"Yeah." She curved her eyebrows and pinched his round face, "Eat."

The moment her skin touched his, Jingzhi was stunned.

Was it her illusion? Why did she feel that the little zombie wasn't that cool anymore?

So I touched his forehead tentatively.

After taking his hand back, Jingzhi looked at the small strand of yellowed hair in his hand and fell silent.

"Well, Jiu, do zombies lose their hair?"

Just after asking the question, Qiu Sheng from next door lifted up the small official hat that Xiaoyu had been wearing on her head and took a look.

The area pressed down by the official hat is slightly bald.

A thin layer of hair was stuck around the official hat.

Qiu Sheng laughed, "Haha, Xiaoyu, you're already balding at such a young age!"

Xiaoyu was depressed. He held the tomato in one hand and covered his head with the other hand and jumped behind the pillar.

Hiding from the sun and also from the naughty Qiu Sheng.

Lin Jiu had never heard of Xiaoyu's situation.

"I don't know. His situation is special. Let's wait and see."

Pause for meals.

With her hands covered in hair, Lin Jiu forcibly dragged her to the sink to wash her hands.

Under the pressure of Lin Jiu's gaze, Qiu Sheng, who was both foul-mouthed and naughty, went to wash Xiaoyu's hat and comb his hair.

Washing the hat was a small matter. At this moment, Qiu Sheng looked at Xiaoyu, who was like a dandelion and had a large clump of hair combed out, and was speechless for a long time.

He pulled out the hair tangled in the comb, then tentatively blew towards the few remaining bangs of Xiaoyu.

The few remaining strands of hair slowly fell down and away from him in Xiaoyu's shocked eyes.

A corpse cannot cry, but it can also be sad.

Xiaoyu held her reflective forehead with both hands and began to howl.

"Ahhhhhh! Akio, you're bad!"

His eyes moved to Jingzhi who had just washed her hands. Xiaoyu, who was about to complain, caught a glimpse of the expression on her face and her howling stopped for a moment.

"You, you're laughing??"

He became more human, and there was even a slight rise of disbelief in his tone.

Jingzhi pressed down the corners of his mouth that were curled up crazily with his fingers and said seriously:

"Mom isn't laughing. I'm just doing some facial exercises."

“……?…”

He wants to report this to the central government!!!

The center here is Lin Jiu.

At this time, Lin Jiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

Ah, the moon has risen before it gets dark...