Old Dao looked at Feng with suspicion, "Oh, that little fox in the house can't be stolen by you from someone, right?"

The black line on his head looked at the old man, looking like I don't know you, are you such a grandfather?

"What should I do now? Parents are coming to have children!"

"What should I do, don't pull me in if you mess with yourself," he said, turning his back and saying in a nasty tone.

There was a little white fox crying from inside the house. The sound was not loud, but the two big foxes standing in the back mountain heard it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, the two foxes barked anxiously in the direction of the yard, and turned around from time to time, anxiously turning.

The courtyard pondered for a while and turned into the house.

The old man thought he was going to run and hurriedly said, "Hey, hey, where are you going?" If you can run, the monk can't run the temple, if you run, I should suffer." The old man had a gloating expression.

Ji Feng, who was just about to enter the house, turned around and stared at Yu Lao Dao and gritted his teeth and said, "You are also my grandfather, otherwise I will definitely pick up your clothes." "Am I not your grandson anymore?

After that, Kaede turned around and entered the house, walked up to the little white fox, and touched the little white fox's head: "Are your parents outside?" The little white fox seemed to understand Kaede's words, and lowered his little head towards Kaede.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find your mom and dad" Feng picked up the little white fox, came out of the house, and went straight out of the yard.

Hey, be careful not to get tickled by those two things, talk to them, and if they're unreasonable, clean them up. The old man instructed the Kaede who was walking out.

"Don't worry"! I believe that they are also spiritual animals, and they should understand the reason, and the old man comforted the old man while walking out.

The two foxes, one in front of the other, were vigilant about the Kaede who came out of the yard, and the white fox in the back looked anxiously at the little white fox in Kaede's arms.

Yu Feng came to the two foxes with the little white fox in his arms, and said righteously: "Everything in the world has life and spirituality, and I believe that you are also spiritual animals, and you will definitely be able to understand what I mean."

You're here to find the little white fox, right? This little white fox I picked up the day before in the mountains, and its leg was injured, so I took it back. As he spoke, Kaede put the little white fox in his arms on the ground in front of the two foxes.

The little white fox raised its head and barked at the two foxes.

The white fox standing behind eagerly ran to the little white fox and stretched out its pointed mouth to kiss the little white fox's head, while the red fox was still vigilant and looked at the maple standing there.

I saw the white fox sniffing carefully all over the little white fox's body, as if he was afraid that the child was missing something.

The little white fox also clinged to its mother's body, rubbing its head back and forth.

The white fox picked up the little white fox with his mouth, put it on the ground, and sniffed the body of the little white fox again, and when he smelled the leg injury, the white fox barked at the maple a few times. Like again, are you bandaging my child?

The white fox's toss made the little white fox look a lot more energetic. After checking everything, the white fox barked twice at the red fox, and the red fox came over and picked up the little white fox and wanted to leave.

Yu Feng hurriedly stepped forward to stop the two big foxes: "The little guy's injury is not healed yet, how can you change the dressing for it when you bring it back like this? ”

The red fox put down the little white fox, glared at the maple with fierce eyes and shook his head fiercely, as if he was going to fight.

Whew, whim, but I saw the little white fox dragging his injured leg towards the feet of the maple, the white fox wanted to come over and pick it up, but the little white fox barked at the white fox a few times, and the helpless white fox could only watch the little white fox crawl to the feet of the maple.

Feng smiled and bent down to pick up the little white fox, and reached out to touch its little head: "Little guy, are you still reluctant to go?" Your leg is not healed yet, when your injury is healed, will you and your parents go back?"

The little white fox lowered his head in Kaede's arms, as if he understood his words.

But the two big foxes were not happy, and roared at the little white fox, but they only barked dryly, but they did not come forward.

The little white fox raised his head and barked at the two big foxes for a while, as if to tell the two of them, you go back, and when I am healed, you can come and pick me up again!

Then the two big foxes slowly curled up their front legs, lowered their heads to the maple, and then turned around and walked towards the mountain, looking back every few steps, and screaming a few times.

Yu Feng returned to the yard with the little white fox in his arms, and Lao Dao stood at the door and looked at him: "Why did you bring it back again, why didn't you give it back!"

"It's the little white fox itself that doesn't want to go, and besides, its leg injury hasn't healed yet, so let it recuperate here for a few days!"

"No matter, no matter, you can do it yourself!" After that, the old man, who had nothing to do with my expression, flicked his sleeves and went into the house.

Helplessly, Feng Feng carried the little white fox into the house and put it on his bed: "Little guy, you can live here! Be obedient and don't move!"

Kaede opened the book, and there was a leaf sandwiched between the pages, which was the last time Kaede had read.

The movement of the opposite is the use of the weak.

Everything in the world is born from being, and some are born from nothing.

When the sergeant hears the sermon, he does it diligently, the sergeant hears the sermon, if he survives, he dies, and when the corporal hears the sermon, he laughs loudly -- not laughing is not enough to be the sermon.

Therefore, there are suggestions: if the road is ambiguous, if the road is retreated, if the road is like a cheek, if the valley is good, if the white is humiliated, if the broad virtue is insufficient, if the virtue is stolen, the quality is straightforward, the generous is not cornered, the big instrument is late, the sound is loud, the elephant is invisible - the road is nameless.

Kaede read the contents of the book slowly, and as she read, she understood the meaning: "Tao is not determined by any word, so it is called nameless."

The little white fox curled up next to him even pricked up his ears, as if he was listening to Kaede's sermon.

Time has passed, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the season of spring flowers. Spring represents that everything is alive and hopeful. The warm sun is charming, so beautiful that people are intoxicated, and the grass roots in the soil are happy like a young seedling that has just grown, full of vitality and eager to grow up~

Spring represents a new beginning and a new hope.

As always, as always, the maple who was sitting and cultivating on the edge of the cliff was still that place, but there was a touch of whiteness around him.