Without hesitation, Amy put the rosary on San's wrist and wrapped it around it two more times to prevent it from being thrown off.

But her worries were unnecessary, because the moment the rosary touched San, its two eyes that burned like flames suddenly cooled, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured from them.

A white light slipped over the eyeballs, and the scarlet condensed in them disappeared, and the two eyeballs became black again, as if they had been touched by the tips of a pen soaked in ink.

"Little Afternoon?" The cripple was now struggling to crawl out of the haystack, his hair covered with dry yellow straw, like a fried rooster. But now, he couldn't care about anything, he just walked over quickly, and shouted tentatively at the back of the still figure, "Xiao Wu? ”

"I said, don't put that name in front of me." The cold answer made Mu lame tremble in fright, and he hurriedly turned around and walked towards the door, almost spraining his old waist with such a fast speed.

But before he took two steps, his braid was suddenly grabbed by someone, Mu lame's legs were weak, and he almost fell to his knees, stammering in his mouth, "I'm old and confused, don't worry about this old man like me." ”

"You also know that you are confused, then next time you will say a few words in front of it, this time you are lucky, it is thrown into the haystack, next time if it shakes its hand and throws you into the stove, can you eat this old bone?"

A crisp voice that hadn't seen the light of day for a long time came from behind, Mu Cripple was overjoyed, two lines of old tears suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes, he almost jumped up, jumped to Mu Xiaowu's side, wrapped his arms around her, and leaned his head on her shoulder, "It's back, it's back, our Xiaowu can be regarded as back." ”

After saying this, he was in a trance, and then grabbed Mu Xiaowu's arm suddenly, stroked the string of rosaries a few times, and after making sure that it couldn't fall off, he patted his chest and exhaled, "Don't lose it again, this string of rosaries will be the lifeblood of you and me in the future, and you can't lose it if you lose anything." ”

After speaking, he whimpered and cried again, it seemed that he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered in the past few days.

Mu Xiaowu saw that Mu Cripple had no intention of stopping, sighed helplessly, glanced left and right, and saw Amy holding a white handkerchief, so he stretched out his hand to her, and pouted at Mu Cripple.

Amy willingly handed over the handkerchief, so Mu Xiaowu stuffed the handkerchief into Mu Cripple's hand, and patted him on the shoulder with the other hand, "Okay, okay, don't cry, your beard is wet." ”

Mu lame sobbed a few times, pinched his nose with a handkerchief and blew his nose vigorously, which stopped crying.

"I'm sorry, I'll buy you a new handkerchief." Mu Xiaowu noticed Amy's disgusted gaze, and smiled at her with crooked eyebrows, but after Amy shook her head to say that it didn't matter, the smile in her eyes disappeared, she looked at the little girl, lowered her voice, and asked word by word, "Rosary, where did you get it?" ”

"I told you, I picked it up in the woods." Amy's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and after a few flickering glances, she stared at an ant hole in the ground, as if the ants were busy in and out of her attention.

"It's too much of a coincidence." Mu Xiaowu untied the rope of the hat, took it off his head and fanned his cheeks, "I'm lost with my mother, and I'm still in the mood to pick up a string of prayer beads?" ”

Amy bit her lip, and suddenly pressed her toes downward, trampling an ant to death, and then stretched out a hand towards Mu Xiaowu, "Give me back, you keep saying that the rosary is your own, but what about the evidence?" Where is the evidence? ”

When Mu Cripple heard her say this, he grabbed Mu Xiaowu's wrist, for fear that Amy would snatch the bead without paying attention, "You just pick up something on the ground and leave it yourself, which is also unreasonable." ”

He stammered.

In the middle of the dispute, the courtyard door was suddenly opened, Zhao Zimai and Susan walked in side by side, Mu Cripple was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted at Zhao Zimai, "Zhao Gongzi, you come to give us a testimony, this little girl is unwilling to return this string of prayer beads to Xiao Wu." ”

"Rosary."

After whispering these two words, Zhao Zimai was stunned for a moment, and immediately, he met Mu Xiaowu's dark and smiling eyes. A stream of heat rushed into his heart, he grinned, strode over to the girl who was also smiling at him, stood face to face with her, and lowered his head to call out her name, "Xiao Wu." ”

"Childe." Mu Xiaowu bowed to him, "Thank you, son." ”

"Thank me for what?"

She winked slyly at him, "That 'deal,' but not anymore." ”

"What's the deal?" Mu lame grabbed the top of his head, revealing a puzzled expression, "You two are playing one out of me, what kind of drama are you singing?" ”

"I won't tell you." The two of them said at the same time with a tacit understanding, and after that, they looked at each other and smiled, so angry that Mu Cripple "sighed", and walked out of the courtyard with a flick of his long braids.

"But...... How did this rosary come back to you? After holding back a laugh, Zhao Zimai looked at the beads on Mu Xiaowu's wrist and asked curiously.

"Oh," Mu Xiaowu glanced at Amy, "this little girl said she picked it up in the woods." ”

As she spoke, she looked behind Zhao Zimai, where Susan was standing with a polite smile on her face, looking very gentle and kind. Mu Xiaowu rarely saw foreign women, so he was inevitably curious about her identity, but after thinking about it, Zhao Zimai should have introduced her to "himself", although that "self" was Sang at that time. So, she also gave Susan a friendly smile in return, and nodded at her slightly.

"Amy picked up the rosary?" Zhao Zimai looked a little confused, he, like Mu Xiaowu, felt that things were too coincidental. But just when he wanted to ask Amy for clarification, Mu Xiaowu's stomach began to scream uncontrollably.

Mulberry has no interest in human food, and eats some porridge and side dishes every day, which can sustain survival immediately.

But the porridge and side dishes are too light for Mu Xiaowu.

In the past nearly half a month, she can endure anything else, but she can't bear the life of clear soup and little water every day.

She touched her flat stomach and smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm hungry." ”

"Let's go?" Hearing her say this, Zhao Zimai put down the matter of the rosary for the time being, and he pointed out the door, "Longsheng's pastries and the fragrant chicken of Hengwang's Mansion are all famous delicacies here, and I have already inquired about it." ”

Mu Xiaowu jumped three feet high, and shouted in his mouth, "Let's go quickly, it's not good if the door closes at night." ”

"Mommy, Mike doesn't like to eat these things, what is he asking for?" Looking at the backs of the two, Amy's eyes sank, and she slowly said such a sentence.