After the vaccine, Zhang Mingyue rested in bed for two days, and Lemon didn't have anything to do.

Things have started to come under control in the UKV and schools have resumed normal classes.

Seeing that Lemon was in good spirits, Gong Jiang let him go to school.

It may be that an adult is sick or something, and the reaction is stronger than that of a child, Zhang Mingyue's complexion is not very good these days, she goes to bed early and gets up early every day, and makes some troubleless dishes during the day, such as pressure cooker to press a quick soybean pig's feet and the like, to meet the needs of Wenyang's big stomach.

Every day when he came back from school, Lemon happily told his mother about the interesting things that happened in school, Zhang Mingyue listened to her son's chattering narration with a smile, and her tired face showed some brilliance.

Wen Yang thought it was funny, when the child just asked for leave to rest, he returned to the blue sky with the caged bird, not to mention how happy; But I really went out on vacation for more than half a month, but I began to think about campus life strongly.

People, what you can't get is the best.

However, after Wen Yang went home and took a bath, he had been sleeping with Lemon, and after hearing Lemon's dream words for several nights, Wen Yang began to suspect the motive of this baby who loved school so much.

Even when he was half-asleep, Wen Yang still trusted his hearing ability.

The dream words of "Duoduo will give you sugar" made Wen Yang, who was sleeping in a daze, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Children who are now in elementary school,. One. Root. Read. Is the novel xstxt so good at expressing affection to girls?

It's okay to be idle, Wenyang decided to go to the lemon school for a walk, and by the way, check if there are any idle people near the school.

I hope I won't see that kind of blind little gangster, if I meet those children who robbed lemons last time, I can't say that Wenyang will have to use the savagery of canines to intimidate, so that they can retreat from the difficulty, and they can go as far as they can from the lemon school in the future.

It would be even better if you could see the girl Lemon likes.

Until now, Wen Yang's eyes will appear in the alley, and Lemon is very afraid of death, but she still stands in front of the little girl with trembling legs, blocking the appearance of those bad people for her.

If Lemon had played World of Warcraft, she might have shouted, "Fight for you, my queen!"

When I went downstairs, the elevator door jammed again, and this time I caught the shopping bag of an aunt upstairs.

It may be that the shopping bag is too thin, but the elevator door did not find this foreign object, and it was sandwiched all the way to the first floor.

Turning his head sympathetically, he looked at the aunt who was patting the shopping bag with dust, and Wenyang walked slowly along the sidewalk towards the lemon school.

Most of the street trees in Haishi are sycamores, and some are camphor trees, both of which Wenyang has always liked.

Most of the street trees in the north are plane trees, and except for the spring when they will flutter fine fluff, which makes people feel very unhappy, the other seasons are very good. After following his parents from the countryside to the town, every summer night, the whole family will move a few reclining chairs to the plane tree in front of the house to rest and enjoy the shade, the orange light of the street lamp through the leaves, it becomes a translucent light green, not dazzling, but has a special beauty.

The autumn colors are getting thicker.

September passed, and after October, the broad leaves of the sycamore gradually withered and yellowed, and fell to the ground one by one.

The sanitation workers didn't have time to sweep it away, and a thick layer of fallen leaves was piled up on the side of the road.

Stepping on the fallen leaves, every step will make a sound of rubbing under the soles of the feet, Wenyang deliberately slowed down, Shi Shiran walked slowly from the green and yellow fresh fallen leaves, and listened to the sound happily.

What can usually be walked in half an hour, Wenyang walked for three quarters of an hour.

After passing a fried chicken shop and a bubble tea shop, and turning a corner, Lemon's school is almost there.

In the distance, the long bell rang loudly in the school, and from the bell hanging in the small shop next to it, it was already half past four in the afternoon, just in time for the elementary school students to get out of school.

Squatting at the school gate, Wen Yang stretched his neck to look into the school, quietly waiting for the children to come out of school.

Boys and girls wearing identical school uniforms came out of the teaching building one after another, gathering in groups to chat about endless topics, Wen Yang's ears were full of children's chatter, and his eyes were full of similar faces.

Finished......

There are so many elementary school students, which one is the lemon?

Watching more and more children pouring out of the school gate in groups, coupled with the fact that many parents who were driving began to pop up at the door, waiting to pick up their children from school, the school gate was suddenly blocked.

Not to mention lemons, even if there are fifty thugs mixed in the crowd, Wen Yang may not be able to recognize them.

Stunned......

Although it was a little difficult for Wenyang to find the lemons from the pile of students, it was too easy for the children to notice that this big dog squatting at the school gate flashed with pointed ears.

"Wow, what a fat dog!"

"Really, it's so cute! I want to touch it! ”

"Then you touch, go."

"I'm stupid by you, don't push me!"

A group of children looked at Wen Yang excitedly, a little timid, they didn't dare to touch it, they showed eager eyes, and turned their heads to look at him while walking step by step; Some of the children were bold enough to sneak up behind Wen Yang and stretched out their hands to reach his big fluffy tail. Feeling the abnormal movement on the tail, Wen Yang endured the ** that turned his head, and squatted there quietly, so that the child behind him could touch it with peace of mind.

"Wow, it's so soft, I touched it!"

The child behind him whispered to his companion to share his happiness, and the suppressed voice still revealed an irrepressible excitement.

Wen Yang couldn't help but grin.

It's nice to be liked by children!

A group of children came out of the school gate and passed in front of Wen Yang, but one child ran from the opposite direction of the school out of breath, holding a paper bag in his hand and handing it straight to Wen Yang's mouth.

"Ha, take a month and a half alive! Here, let's eat, the freshly baked fried chicken nuggets are delicious! ”

Huh?

A month and a half?

Wasn't this name given to him by Tong Jun and Xia Wei, the two imaginative kings, how did it come out of the mouth of a primary school student who had never met before?

The child squatted in front of the chubby husky, smiling and holding up the chicken nuggets in his hand, his eyes were blazing with joy, and he was almost cautious.

"It's so cute, even the collar is exactly the same!"

Since Gong Jiang bought back the famous brand, the lemon has been put on for him, and Wenyang has never taken it off since then.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but the way to wear the same jack as the belt is too complicated, and Wen Yang's hairy palm can't be untied at all, unless he chooses to directly use his claws to cut the soft collar, but in this way, the collar will be broken.

Could it be that Tong Jun's micro-comics have already started to operate?

The thought went back and forth, but the aroma of fried chicken constantly stimulated his sense of smell.

Hmm, if you have time, let's go to Tong Jun's and study the micro-comic with him as the protagonist. It's more important to eat fried chicken first!

Wenyang Lezizi's mouth was full of saliva.