068 The Embroidery Picture That Suddenly Disappeared (For Book Friends 160607225447373 Update)

How to transform from a raw mastiff to a tired dog, the process was witnessed by the master and apprentice.

Convincing, the tired dog was dragged down the mountain by two people with the dog's paws, its skin was rough and the flesh was thick and resistant to polishing, and it didn't care whether it was a stone or a dead branch under the belly.

The key is that he has never caught a living creature with his mouth and claws, and has only learned to bite, split and swallow.

Li Hua is an old mother's heart, it sparsely.

"A good dog king, give life to the uneducated stinky boy! When I meet, I will teach him a lesson! โ€

Well, the eldest sister made up her mind so angrily, Xiaobao shrunk her neck and didn't dare to say anything.

Because the lion's head was so tired and playful, when he returned home, just after noon, he could see the smoke rising from the high walls of his house in the distance.

Because Li Hua usually goes out early and returns late, her family's eating habits are different from other people's, and her family has to eat three meals.

When he arrived at the flat ground, Li Hua couldn't play tricks on the lion's head anymore, dropped the dog's claws and scratched his ears instead, and when he mentioned it, he was resurrected with full blood, shaking his head and barking a few times to announce his arrival.

Originally, there were several families with dogs in Liuwa Village, and the local pastoral dogs, once they were free, would also make various declarations of their existence, and a group of dogs barked, one after another.

At this moment, after the cry of the lion's head, the whole village was as quiet as a chicken.

The pastoral dog has limited knowledge, and he doesn't know that this dog king is pretending, embroidered pillow, and a bag of chaff inside!

But you can't deny that this is still the era of looking at faces. It doesn't matter if it's beautiful or not, it's extremely fierce and even more awe-inspiring.

In fact, the lion's head is not only awe-inspiring in appearance, Li Hua also discovered one of the strengths of this guy, recognizing his family.

Anyway, when he entered the village, there was no half a figure on the road when the houses were closed, Li Hua let go of the fingers that pinched his ears, and the lion's head flicked his tail and ran all the way, the goal was to go home.

The master and apprentice didn't expect it to have such a riotous operation, so they hurriedly chased after the girl, the door of their yard was closed, the lion-headed man stood up, and the dog's paws "squeaked" and pulled the wooden door.

Fortunately, he spent a lot of money to ask the carpenter to make the courtyard door thick and strong, otherwise he really couldn't stand the push and scratch of this guy.

Liu's voice in the courtyard was full of crying, only the sound of the vicious dog returning home, she didn't dare to open the door! The two children were also dragged by her, and they only shouted one after another: "Li Hua - eldest sister - sister ......"

Didn't you just get tired and die and have to rely on people to drag you down the mountain? At this time, you can take the initiative to tear down the courtyard door.

Tiredโ”“(; โ€ฒ_๏ฝ€)โ”ใ€‚

An axe carrying the sound of the wind, "whoosh-bang-" was inserted above the head of the lion that stood up, less than an inch to the skin, and a few black hairs were chopped into the wooden door by the axe.

The lion's head, which was still alive and scratching just now, returned to the dead appearance before going down the mountain, the two front paws slid down the door panel, lying on the ground, the dog's head was also safely placed on the front paws, the triangular eyes were closed, what do you like, I am a dead dog......

The psychological shadow area of the Liu family in the hospital,

"It's okay, open the door, I'm back."

Li Hua stretched out his foot and kicked the dead dog, raising his hand to easily remove the axe, but the axe did not move at all.

Tiptoeing ......

The lion's head didn't move, and its triangular eyes rolled upward......

The master, this boy, might as well stand tall by himself, โ•ญ(โ•ฏ^โ•ฐ)โ•ฎ.

Xiaobao's shoulders trembled, and he held back a smile.

Master Li was so angry that he pulled the dog's ears and forced it to stand up, and when he raised his foot, he stepped on the back of the lion's neck and held the handle of the mountain axe with both hands.

At this moment, the courtyard door was opened, and Liu only felt that it was harder to open the door than usual.

Her eldest daughter was hung from the courtyard gate, her feet off the ground, because the lion's head had given up her job and was rushing into the courtyard with joy.

Who hears the voice of the lion's head? Buns โ€“ fritters โ€“ I'm coming!

The two pheasants that the owner had painstakingly grabbed went into his belly, and the air followed up as if it were useless.

There was a clanging noise in the kitchen, the children stood outside screaming, and Liu's two feet were left at a loss, one wanted to go to the kitchen to protect the family property, and the other wanted to help the eldest daughter.

But where do the eighteenth generations of wise and martial artists need help from others? Like a monkey, he climbed up, squatted on the edge of the courtyard door, and pulled out the blade of the axe in the opposite direction.

Chop up the courtyard door of his own house with an axe, there is really no one.

It's a bit embarrassing, Li Hua has a serious face, grabbing an axe to deter the lion's head, and there are many mastiffs in the family, as if there are ten more people.

The lion's head, which had given up the kitchen to run to the backyard, was forced to retreat step by step by the shiny axe, and the dog had a hard time, and it had already smelled some food in the backyard.

Liu shivered and came out with ten steamed steamed buns, wanting to put them in the food bowl.

"Don't feed! Shut it up! โ€

Can you still train after being fed? I felt like I had taken in two apprentices.

Anyway, he gave his house and gave the lion's head a curse......

Liu is now a little sympathetic to this simple dog, and he doesn't feel so terrible with his drooping face and triangular eyes, and he also took the initiative to intercede: "Don't be hungry, eat two ......"

Dei, dei, the baby is still young!

The lion's head wagged his tail desperately at Liu, but unfortunately, he was the wrong person, and the benevolent woman couldn't be the head of the family.

"Boom," the door closed, "click", locked.

A window that has lost its curtains is about to lose its window paper......

Master Li arranged for the big apprentice: "After eating, go lie down for a while, and then go up the mountain." โ€

Lunch is Liu's new work, sparsely chopped tofu brain, unformed, taste-plus a little soy sauce, sesame vinegar and garlic juice, you can also deal with it.

"I'll try two more pots in the next day, and I'll make sure that Zhun'er looks better than this." Liu is quite confident.

"Do you have enough beans at home?"

"It's not much, I told my sister-in-law that I would go to her house to change some in the next day, and she wanted Sicheng to send it to us, for fear that the dog would bite ......."

"That's good." Li Hua put down the bowl and went back to the house, quite satisfied with Liu's current courage to take the initiative to arrange family affairs.

Without the blessing of iron chains, the demolition of the lion's head is no less than the demolition office, all kinds of holes in the window paper, and the grid-like window lattices are also gnawed out of the wooden stubble.

Li Hua was completely speechless, lying down on the tatami mat to play and disappearing, her heart was too tired, she needed a martial arts hall and a mobile phone to comfort.

There is still only that extra message on the phone.

Li Hua pointed out Smecta's mobile phone number and sent a text message to summon: "My dear, I'm still alive, living beyond the sky......"

Try this sentence first, click "Send", and there is no movement.

Expected.

I can't guess which divine radio wave was used to transmit that text message last time.

Li Hua sighed and put down the little baby on the phone.

She slowly paced out the door, inspecting this quiet territory of her own.

It doesn't seem like much has changed, but there is a feeling in my heart that something has changed.

Unable to figure out what it was, Li Hua turned to the cross-stitch counter to satisfy Liu's wish to embroider again.

Her brow furrowed slightly, and her movements froze.

I clearly remember that the finished "Twelve Hairpins of Jinling" last time was casually placed in the same place where I took it before.