Chapter 7 Spring, Come On~
The warm golden sun was rising beyond the horizon, and in the blink of an eye it was almost February, and only a thin layer of snow remained on the ground, and a few emerald green shoots were emerging from the trunks of the trees.
After finishing the morning exercise, Xu Qiansu took the PokΓ©mon back to the room to take a shower.
The little marsupial beast stepped on tired steps and followed behind Xu Qiansu with its short legs.
I waved the bone stick for two hours, but I found nothing.
This was the first time the Teasupons had tried but not reaped...... It's better to say that the little suppository beast doesn't even know the direction of its efforts at the moment, and it is at a loss in the bottom of its heart.
Back in the room, into the bathroom, the sound of 'bang-la-la' water rings in my ears.
She sat on the floor with her small bone stick on the side, waiting for Xu Qiansu to take a shower for her.
Xu Qiansu sat on a small bench, picked up the shower and was washing Chirulian's hair, followed by the six-tailed ......
"Little one." After taking a shower for Chirulian and the Six Tails, Xu Qiansu beckoned to the Steasy Beast.
The little pouchmon sat on the floor, thinking about how to learn the dragon dance, but he didn't hear it at all.
Six-Tails stood aside and shook off the drops of water from her body, while Chirulian wiped herself with a towel.
Xu Qiansu lifted the small bench and sat behind the little saccharosaur, picked her up and put her on his lap.
He scratched her chin and said, "Don't be in a hurry, mastering skills is a long process, like Chirulian, well......"
Xu Qiansu wanted to take Chirulian as an example, but in the end he found out that Chirulian was actually a genius and learned everything quickly, so he had to say:
"I've been learning martial arts for so long, and I can't even pick up a single move from Chirulian, which shows that it's not easy to improve yourself...... The so-called road is long, and I will go up and down and seek. β
The Teasuppel didn't understand, and she stared at the smooth walls of the bathroom in confusion, still wondering how she could learn the Dragon Dance.
The water slid down the Skullmon's skull cap and flowed from its eye socket to her small face.
In a distraction, the water flowed directly into the eyes of the pouch beast and then into her nose.
"Karul!" The little skullbeast couldn't help but sneeze, and then she put her little paw into the skull cap from her chin and rubbed her eyes, and then simply took off the little skull cap and put it aside, wiping her little face.
"Huh?" Xu Qiansu's hand holding the shower shook directly, can this small skull cap be taken off!? He never knew.
"Karui?" The little skull, which was a little bit easier on its head, also came back to its senses, and looked at the small skull cap on the ground in confusion.
She stretched out her little paw and touched her little head.
Xu Qiansu also stretched out his hand and gently pinched the little black ears of the pouch beast...... It's so soft, it feels so good, I've never touched it when I wore a skull cap before.
But as soon as the skull cap was taken off, the little skullbeast felt inexplicably empty in her heart, and inexplicably sadness lingered in her heart, so she hurriedly picked up the little skull cap and put it on.
Xu Qiansu's hand holding the shower paused slightly, although the pouchy beast is not a Caracalla in nature, but the physiological structure is so similar, there must be a certain commonality......
Legend has it that the bone stick in Caracalla's hand is the skeleton of his mother, and the small skull cap is naturally the skull of his mother...... In the case of Caracalla being able to lay eggs, even if this legend is true, there are not many Caracallas in such a situation.
And Xu Qiansu, who witnessed Cuixue, knew that the little bag beast was a miracle produced by such a legend.
The little saccharoid remembered his mother, whom he had only met once, sat on Xu Qiansu's lap, was silent for a while, and then began to sob softly, shallowly.
Caracalla would hide in a corner and cry alone because he remembered his mother, who had been separated from him forever...... And this is the first time Xu Qiansu has heard the little bag beast cry.
It seems that if you can't learn the dragon dance, the blow to the little sachet beast is much bigger than Xu Qiansu imagined.
He put down the shower, patted her little skull cap gently, and said softly, "It's okay to cry louder......
The little sacrum didn't tear open her throat and cry, she still suppressed it, sobbing quietly.
She never missed her mother so much.
Xu Qiansu was silent for a moment before he said slowly: "We must learn the Dragon Dance." β
The Dance of the Dragon is not a skill that must be mastered, but in Xu Qiansu's opinion, mastering it at this moment is a symbol of the grief of the Suppy Beast's mother's death.
At that time, sad or sad, at least the little pouch will be willing to show the grief in its heart loudly and unabashedly.
The pouchmon didn't respond, only a suppressed, small choked voice.
When Xu Qiansu went downstairs, Ma Li was curled up and leaning on the single sofa in front of the fireplace, flipping through the book of vermilion, shoulder-length black hair sprinkled casually behind her, and her pretty face was calm and waveless.
Hearing the sound, she raised her eyes and said lightly, "Breakfast is on the table." β
Xu Qiansu was half an hour later than usual.
He glanced at the steaming breakfast on the table, then walked over to Marley and asked, "What does Miss Marly think of the most suitable dance for the marsupial?" β
"Dance of the Dragon?"
"Hmm."
Ma Li put down the Book of Vermilion Purple, lowered her eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then said slowly: "Did you misunderstand something?" β
"Huh? Misunderstand? Xu Qiansu blinked, sat on the single sofa curled up by Ma Li, and asked.
Ma Li's feet in white cotton socks shrank back, and then she said slowly: "What you and the Sacchimon are trying to find now is not the most suitable movement for her, but to find the action that can resonate with the 'heart' of the Teasy Beast." β
"Heart?" Xu Qiansu raised his eyebrows slightly, "It sounds so mysterious." β
Thundered!
Thunder suddenly sounded outside the house, and the spring rain came unexpectedly.
Dense raindrops fell from the sky, dripping in the snow, and landed on the eaves, making a crisp and soft sound of 'snorting and stamping'.
Ma Li's hand holding the Book of Vermilion couldn't help but tremble slightly, and shrank back into the sofa.
Xu Qiansu was a little funny, he didn't expect that Miss Marly, who owned Molubeco, would be a little afraid of thunder, but at this moment he was more concerned about the dragon dance of the pouchy beast, so he didn't say anything to laugh, but continued to ask: "What does it mean to resonate with the 'heart'?" β
Miss Ma Li glanced at Xu Qiansu in some surprise, then pulled her hair and shook her head very dryly, "I don't know, this is what you need to find out with the little pouch...... What do you think it should be? β
Xu Qiansu pondered for a moment, then turned his head to look at her before saying, "This feeling? β
Ma Li was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what he meant, but after glancing at Xu Qiansu, she understood.
Chirulian, the Marsupial, and the Six-Tails climbed onto the chairs of the table, they were a little hungry.
Marley poked her foot out, put on Ibu's cotton slippers, and stood up.
Xu Qiansu stood up with him.
Ma Li stretched out her hand and pointed at his chest, pushed him back to the couch, and said, "I want your little bag beast to go." β
With that, she went into the kitchen and pulled out some elf food.
Xu Qiansu sat on the soft sofa, looked at the ceiling, and thought for a while, the little master Caidou walked out of the room, she pushed open the door, looked at the sky a few times, and then looked at Xu Qiansu and said slowly: "This rain may be a whole day, today we are training in the wooden house." β
(End of chapter)