The people in the village call Grandma Xiaoyu Grandma Zhao, just an ordinary old man, although her body is tough, she is too far behind Chu Xiaodao.

Chu Xiaodao stood still, and Grandma Zhao couldn't do anything about him, so she tossed for a while, and fainted to the ground with excessive grief.

Chu Xiaodao didn't say anything, sighed, and picked up Grandma Zhao back to the village.

Everyone didn't say anything along the way, and sent Grandma Zhao home to settle down, Jing Wenting stayed to take care of her, and Chu Xiaodao went to find Zhao Guohong.

Suddenly a snow eagle appeared, and I don't know if it will come.

Zhao Guohong is the village head, and he must come forward and convene everyone to discuss.

Zhao Xingwu kept a cold face, looking at Grandma Zhao who was unconscious.

Chu Xiaodao used Grandma Zhao and the two as bait, which made Zhao Xingwu very dissatisfied, but he couldn't blame Chu Xiaodao, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhao Fei coughed and rubbed her shoulder: "Aunt Ting is here to take care of, why don't we go home first?"

Zhao Xingwu didn't hear it, and ignored Zhao Fei.

"Ahem, Star Dance, let's go. ”

Zhao Fei pulled Zhao Xingwu, but she lost her temper, shook off Zhao Fei's hand, turned around and left angrily, and when she returned home, she went into the bedroom and sulked alone.

In the evening, Jing Wenting and Chu Xiaodao returned home, and they were in a depressed mood and cooked on the fire.

Zhao Fei went to help pick vegetables, and said in an active atmosphere: "Daozai, what do the villagers think, will that big bird still come?"

Chu Xiaodao lit the fire in front of the stove, looked at the flames in the stove in a daze, and was stunned for a moment: "Everyone didn't find any traces of snow eagles around, it should be a migration passing, but it's not easy to say, if it's not necessary, it's better to go out less recently." ”

Zhao Fei looked at the bloodstains on Chu Xiaodao's face, and then asked, "Grandma woke up?"

Chu Xiaodao nodded, not quite wanting to speak.

Jing Wenting brushed the pot clean, covered the pot and boiled water, turned around and said, "She is very repulsive to us, you and Xingwu have nothing to do to go and see her." ”

Zhao Fei nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The meal was ready, and Zhao Xingwu was still in the bedroom.

Zhao Fei went to ask her to eat, but Zhao Xingwu didn't open the door, and replied that he didn't want to eat.

Zhao Fei couldn't persuade him, so he had to tell Jing Wenting truthfully: "Xingwu doesn't want to eat." ”

Jing Wenting had a calm face, ran upstairs with a "knock knock", patted the door panel and said, "Open the door!"

After a while, Zhao Xingwu was found out.

She sat at the dinner table angrily, not holding chopsticks.

Jing Wenting was furious, and slammed the table, and the dishes, dishes, chopsticks and chopsticks on the table jumped up.

"Who are you looking at? If it weren't for your Uncle Chu today, you might be the one who died!"

"Death is death, what's the point of living like this?"

Zhao Xingwu held back for a long time and finally broke out.

Jing Wenting was so angry that he got up and went to find a stick, wanting to beat Zhao Xingwu: "I've never seen you so ignorant, I have to teach you a good lesson today!"

Zhao Xingwu not only didn't run, but also leaned in, and said-for-tat: "If you don't know anything, you don't know anything, whatever you want, I just think you're wrong." ”

Jing Wenting was so angry that he trembled, and he raised his stick to beat Zhao Xingwu.

Chu Xiaodao hurriedly stopped her: "If you have something to say, why do you still move?"

Zhao Fei also grabbed Zhao Xingwu, who was leaning forward, and reprimanded: "What are you doing here, how can you talk to your mother?"

Zhao Xingwu burst into tears and said with a pout: "What did I do wrong? Uncle Chu deliberately shouted to run away and let their ancestors and grandchildren be bait, what is the difference between this and killing people with his own hands?"

"Well, you are noble, you have to be a hero. When the snow eagle pounces, someone will surely die. Are you going to let me die, or are you going to let Uncle Chu die? Or do you dare to go up on top yourself?"

"What would I not dare!"

"Then how did you become a shrunken turtle?"

"I ...... I didn't react, and I couldn't move!"

"Okay, you didn't react, even if you are really not afraid of death, but is it your turn to choose? How old are you, the Snow Eagle is raised by you, and it will arrest whoever you ask it to catch? You tell me now, do you want one of their grandchildren to die, or do you want the three of us to die? Huh?"

"I, I ......"

"What am I, you say!"

Zhao Xingwu was yelled at and trembled, and stood there wiping her tears.

Zhao Fei patted her vest, looked at Jing Wenting and said, "Okay, everyone is uncomfortable, let's calm down first." ”

Zhao Xingwu couldn't help crying: "It's all useless to me, and I have to use others as a shield." He turned around and ran upstairs, went into the bedroom and cried.

Zhao Fei scratched his hair with a headache, served Zhao Xingwu a bowl of rice, sandwiched a few pieces of seaweed, and comforted Jing Wenting: "It's okay, you guys eat first, I'll go see her." ”

Jing Wenting red-eyed and nodded slightly.

Zhao Fei went upstairs, and this time the door was not locked.

Zhao Xingwu saw Zhao Fei pushing the door in, hurriedly turned his head, wiped his tears, and said angrily, "What are you doing without eating?"

Zhao Fei leaned in with a hippie smile and put the dishes and chopsticks on the bedside table: "Oh, why are you still crying, ashamed." ”

Zhao Xingwu had a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you coaxing a three-year-old child?"

"Hey, Star Dance, I'm ......"

"Call Sister!"

"Well, okay, Sister Stardance. ”

"Yes. ”

"You don't have to be sad, when you become a martial arts star in the future, call on people to ......"

"No! I want to kill monsters, not any martial arts stars!"

"This ...... Didn't I say that the real hero is by no means a reckless man. ”

"I don't care, I just want to kill youkai!"

“......”

Looking at Zhao Xingwu's persistent appearance, Zhao Fei was very tired.

Damn, I knew I shouldn't mention this, but I didn't expect it to be the opposite.

The next day, Zhao Xingwu got up without waiting for dawn and exercised alone in the living room.

When Zhao Fei got up, Zhao Xingwu had already finished exercising, and his whole body was wet with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his clothes could be squeezed out of the water.

Zhao Fei said distressedly: "Go change your clothes, don't catch a cold." ”

"No, I'll take a break and do it again. ”

Zhao Xingwu really worked hard, as if he was playing with his life, and he was full of energy.

Chu Xiaodao and Jing Wenting also got up one after another.

Chu Xiaodao opened the door and, as usual, exercised in the morning sun.

Jingwenting has to cook and feed the pigs, so he doesn't have time to do this in the morning.

A family quarrel is not a big deal, and it is slowly forgotten.

Although Zhao Xingwu didn't quite agree with Chu Xiaodao's approach, it was not enough to say that he hated him more, but more guilt, feeling that he had hurt others.

Everyone gathered around for breakfast, and the atmosphere gradually became normal.

Zhao Xingwu put down his rice bowl, came to the door and looked at the ridge in the distance, turned back to Jing Wenting and said, "Mom, I'll go see Grandma." ”

"Yes. Jing Wenting served the food in a porcelain basin and handed it to Zhao Xingwu and said, "She may not have eaten yet, you can bring it to her by the way." She has just lost her only grandson, and she may be a little excited, so be careful. ”

"I know. ”

Jing Wenting and Zhao Fei went to Zhao's grandmother's house together and found that the door was open.

"Grandma!"

Jing Wenting entered the house and saw that there was no one in the living room, so he went to look at other rooms, but still didn't find Grandma Zhao.

Jing Wenting had a bad premonition, and hurriedly searched around with Zhao Fei, but ran all over the village and found no one.

Jing Wenting said anxiously: "Where will she go?"

Zhao Fei pondered: "She just died her grandson, she shouldn't be in the mood to run around, unless she ......"

Jing Wenting's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "Go to the pass and have a look." ”