Chapter 7 He was a mascot at the gate of the yamen

"Why don't you speak?"

Zhou Wen didn't see anything unusual, and still looked at the key with a pleasant face and asked.

β€œ......”

The key opened its mouth, but didn't make a sound.

Zhou Wen glanced up at Meng Zhuang, and the two finally realized something.

"Eh," Zhou Wen stabbed Meng Zhuang with his arm, "This kid doesn't seem to be able to speak?"

"Seems like ......"

Meng Zhuang also frowned and looked at the key, "Let's take it back to the yamen first, and see if anyone finds it...... I really can't do it, so I can only find a local family to adopt. ”

"That's all there is to it. ”

Zhou Wen scratched his neck and nodded with a smile.

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After staying in the yamen for almost half a month, it is natural that no one comes to the door to receive people. In addition to eating and sleeping every day, the key squatted at the door of the yamen and teased his white cat.

His white cat is also peculiar, except for the first day obediently stayed in the arms of the key, and then he was no longer willing to let the little one come close, saying that he did not recognize the master, and it followed the key every day, and never needed the key to find and chase, like a groom who was loyal to his master, every day before and after the saddle, conscientious.

The daily fun of the key is to quietly reach out to pull the white cat's tail when the white cat has its back to him, although most of the time it ends in failure, and the back of the hand will leave a red mark made by the cat's meat pad, but this little guy who looks as beautiful and cute as a female doll seems to be particularly enthusiastic about this process, and he is happy to do it every day.

Meng Zhuang also learned that the little doll was a male baby when he asked his wife to help bathe the child.

For this reason, Meng Zhuang also deliberately ran overnight to buy men's clothes for the child.

Although after putting it on, it looks like a little girl is hard into the boy's clothes, but it is finally set right.

Although the little guy himself doesn't seem to have a clear understanding of this.

After sitting at the door of the yamen as a mascot for half a month, the little guy suddenly hung his head and became depressed.

At noon that day, when Meng Zhuang was about to take the little things to lunch, the little guy sat at the door of the yamen, with his back to the bustling street, raised a little face full of frustration, looked at Meng Zhuang, snorted a few times, and spit out a few words in a small voice, "I want to ...... Find my mother......"

This is the first time in half a month that Meng Zhuang has heard this little guy speak.

"Turns out you can talk. ”

Meng Zhuang smiled and sat down on the steps beside the little guy, one big and one small, sitting on the steps at the entrance of the yamen, facing the flow of people coming and going on the street.

The little guy is not afraid of life at all, someone sees that he is born with red lips and white teeth, and he comes forward to tease him, he silently blinks a pair of big eyes, stares at each other, nods or shakes his head according to the questions thrown by the other party, if there is no problem, or he does not want to answer the question, he curls the corners of his mouth, smiles at people, and the small appearance of laughter makes people unbearable to ask and embarrassment.

"Hmmm......"

Key's eyes were fixed on the ground, and his head nodded.

"And do you remember where your home is?"

The key shook his head, stretched out his finger and pointed to the little white cat a few steps away from him, and whispered: "I don't know where my home is, my mother left the cat for me, and then left by herself." ”

"That red-eyed girl that day was your mother?"

Meng Zhuang looked at the key and nodded, and raised his eyebrows in some surprise, "You don't look like it at all, I thought it was ......"

The key tilted his head, as if waiting for him to continue, but Meng Zhuang didn't finish his words, he stood up and walked into the house, "You sit here and wait for me for a whileβ€”"

The key nodded imperceptibly at Meng Zhuang's back.

Turning his head, the key's gaze subconsciously went to find the figure of the white cat, and saw that the little white cat was still sitting in place and licking its paws quietly, with a slight smile on its little face.

"What a cute kitten," a pair of feet suddenly appeared in the field of vision, and when the key looked up, and looked up along the legs, the man stretched out his hand to the little white cat, trying to pick the white cat up.

This white cat is very human, without Dong Wusheng's instructions, he didn't even want to let him hold the key, let alone a stranger who suddenly appeared, and immediately the claws and teeth came into battle, and the hands that the stranger stretched out had several more blood marks in an instant.

The key listened to the stranger's scream in pain, shrunk his neck, and suddenly began to thank the white cat for his mercy these days.

The white cat's few blows obviously annoyed the pale-faced young man, and he suddenly lifted the hem of his coat and put it on the white cat's head, wrapped the cat, and walked away.

Key's eyes widened, and he couldn't care about anything for a while, so he threw off a pair of small arms and legs and chased after him.

The little guy seems to be born with little trust in the world, just chasing in silence all the way, not crying or shouting, and people who don't know think whose child was released and ran away.

Just turned a corner, suddenly something fell from the sky and covered the key's head, before he could react, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes were completely dark, I don't know what day it is.

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A black-haired woman wearing a red demon mask was standing in front of a flower-filled courtyard, and she raised her hand and tapped on the door three times, and soon a woman came out to answer the door. Seeing the woman's strange dress, the woman did not see a look of surprise on her face, but only politely invited her to enter the door.

"No need," the black-haired woman raised one of her palms and gently pressed the lower edge of her mask, "just tell me about the things that you paid attention to before." ”

"Right now?"

The brown-haired woman with deep eyebrows pulled the broken hair of her sideburns a little restrainedly, and after the black-haired woman nodded, she leaned against the door and said: "There is a temple in the western suburbs, which has been abandoned for many years, and there used to be beggars who would spend the night there, and then the government wanted to renovate and rebuild, but there seemed to be some accident, and then later, all the craftsmen who went there jumped into the river overnight, and after that, all the people who entered the temple would have an accident soon after, and no one dared to approach that temple now." ”

After speaking, the woman nervously rubbed her palm, "It was Hainan Huahua who asked me to pay attention to the strange things here, and I don't know if this is what you want......

The black-haired woman nodded slightly, and a muffled female voice came from behind the mask, "Enough, even if your favor is paid off, you will be free in the future." ”

Hearing this, the woman's face showed an anxious look, "I, I didn't mean that! You and Hainan Hua have helped us so much, I should do this for you, I ......"

"That's your business......"

The black-haired woman waved her hand and turned to leave, "You said this to Hainan Hua, he should be very happy to hear it." ”

"Oh, there's one more thing," the black-haired woman had just lifted her front foot, then stopped and turned her head to look at the woman, "Did your husband bring back a child some time ago?"

The woman nodded, "He stays with my husband every day these days...... Do you know that kid? Why don't you stay for a meal? The two of them should be back for dinner in a moment. ”

"It's okay, you just take care of it, hmm......"

After a moment of silence, the black-haired woman added, "If it's inconvenient, it's okay to find a good family to adopt, but please bother to take care of it." ”

The woman hurriedly said, "We, my husband and I are very fond of that child, and we have always taken care of him as our own!"

The woman nodded, bowing slightly to the woman, "Trouble." ”

β€œ......”

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the woman wanted to say something more, but after hesitating for a moment, there was no black-haired woman in front of her.