Chapter 11 Initial Adaptation
Thinking of the pheasant's nest just now, Mu Ya smiled.
It's not far from the pheasant's nest, and there must be pheasants foraging nearby, and the movement in the grass makes the wood buds naturally pleasant.
Raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, bent down and picked up a clod of soil, his eyes suddenly became sharp as a hook, shooting straight at the grass, and the movements in his hands did not stop. Almost as soon as his eyes shot at the grass, the clod of dirt in his hand disappeared with him.
"Poof~", the clod hit the hard object with a muffled sound. Mu Ya was overjoyed, changed his expression, and ran to the grass with his little short legs. Picking up the grass, I saw that the pheasant had been lying in the grass, already dying. And the clods of soil that he picked up were scattered around the pheasants at this time.
Mu Ya shook his head with some regret, it was still too small, although this body had been transformed by the water in the spiritual water pit, it was two years late. Otherwise, this pheasant is not dying, but dying.
However, the slight regret did not last long, and was washed away by the joy of harvesting pheasants.
For his current self, Mu Ya doesn't want to change his emotions from time to time. After all, this body is only seven years old, if it is really as cold as in the previous life, I am afraid that I will be regarded as a fool again.
The joyful wood buds, carrying pheasants, carrying wild eggs in their arms, quietly walked back. It wasn't until he vaguely saw Mu Zong's figure that Mu Ya stopped, found a random bush, and put pheasants and wild eggs in it.
After doing this, Mu Ya looked back at his grandfather with some nervousness. When he reacted, Mu Ya smiled helplessly and shook his head.
With the child's body, even the mind became naïve.
Seeing that Grandpa was still concentrating on digging wild vegetables, Mu Ya got closer, found a small clod of soil, and quietly threw it into the grass where she had just put pheasants.
When Mu Zong heard the voice, he got up suddenly, his whole body was tense, his eyes scanned back and forth, and after falling on Mu Ya's body, he breathed a sigh of relief, strode to Mu Ya's side, and protected him behind him.
When Mu Ya reacted, he saw a back that was not majestic, but made Mu Ya feel safe.
"Ya'er, stay here and don't move, grandpa go over and take a look." Mu Zong admonished, and then he was on guard to poke into the grass.
His thoughts were interrupted, and Mu Ya realized that his nose was a little sour.
At this time, Mu Ya knew that she was not a cold person. Otherwise, why did the emotions become uncontrollable after only a month in this world?
The vision became blurred, and Mu Ya looked up at the back in front of him, controlling his emotions until his vision became clear, and Mu Ya had a smile on his face.
This is no longer a previous life, it is different from a previous life.
She should also live for herself.
At this time, Mu Zong had already violently picked up the grass, and when he saw the situation inside, Mu Zong was stunned for a moment.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Mu Ya asked pretending to be stupid, deliberately with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
Mu Zong woke up when he heard the voice, and when he turned around, he already had a smile on his face, "It's okay, it's a pheasant and some wild eggs, it is estimated that it is hot and faint, and we will eat meat when we go back at noon." Then, Mu Zong laughed heartily.
Infected by Mu Zong's emotions, the smile on Mu Ya's face gradually expanded, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Mu Ya nodded heavily and snorted.
Only then did Mu Zong bend down and put the pheasant and wild eggs in the back basket.
With the basket on his back, Mu Zong led Mu Ya and said, "Go, go home." ”