Jiang Su subconsciously looked at her, pouted cooperatively, and the babies on both sides were bulging.

Wang Jia: "......" is so cute, my heart has melted......

"Susu, why did you come to our village?"

He looked at the cub's clothes, which were by no means mundane. The villagers in the environment couldn't guess the identities of Jiang Shuiliu and Jiang Su, but Wang Jia could get goosebumps when he heard Jiang Shuiliu's name.

The drug judge was in the Lanyue Valley, and he mentioned their senior brothers at the end of three days. And Jiang Shuiliu was not less talked about as his uncle.

Wang Jia vaguely remembered that a few years ago, his master seemed to have made a special trip to the Far Side, from the Eastern Regions to the Shifang Gate in the Southern Regions, saying that it was ...... What to attend the 100-day feast.

If his judgment is correct, the master should go to the 100-day banquet of Jiang Shuiliu's daughter.

So now this little cub is his own according to his generation...... Teacher?

Wang Jia couldn't laugh in an instant, not only could he not do anything to these two people who came to the formation, but he also had to hide and hide, waiting for them to leave?!

It's really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, not a family, not a door.!

The little cub's eyes rolled darkly, and he said in a milky voice with a smile: "Because my mother ran away!" My dad didn't dare to go to my mother's house to look for her! So I decided to take me out on a tour and let my mother find us by herself! ”

Although Jiang Su said something exaggerated, it was indeed the truth.

Wang Jia's mind quickly reversed, thinking about what this uncle's wife was...... Master should have mentioned it, he seems to have participated in their contract ceremony, and asked a sword cultivator in Sword Mountain?

The girl in pink suddenly realized, and tapped her head with her knuckles, "Of course Jiang Shuiliu doesn't dare to ask Jianshan to find his wife!" ”

It is rumored in the world that Sword Mountain is the holy land of sword cultivation, and it is also the point of no return for sword cultivation. Entering the Sword Mountain, thousands of years on the top of the Snow Mountain, not asking about the red dust, only asking the sword!

Jiang Shui Liu, he had the audacity to turn around and ask the little female sword cultivator who ran down from Jianshan, and the other sword cultivators caught him and had to dismantle all the bones for him?

Wang Jia bowed slightly, and he really admired this uncle.

"Susu, these woods are all beaten by my father, and the wood carvings are also carved by his own hands, do you have any favorites, I will give them to you, and it will be regarded as a thank you gift for your healing of my wounds."

The girl in pink smiled sweetly, and her eyes fell on the little cub's swaying two hairs. She looked closely, and then realized that these were two asymmetrical.

After that, he took this little uncle into his arms and tied her hair again.

Jiang Su swept the tables and chairs in the courtyard, looked at the Bodhisattva statue again, and slowly shook his head.

"Thank you, Sister Gaga, but I don't like drops. These are all things that my sister's family wants to exchange money for, and Su Su can't ask for it! ”

The little cub rejected her with righteous words, and even frowned for this, and his puffed little face poked like cotton.

Wang Jia followed her gaze and swept over these wooden objects, and there was an unknown emotion hidden in her eyes.

The objects that his father made back then had long since been burned in the master's fire.

Although the objects are real, they are all made by himself by copying the shapes in his memory.

"That's not right...... There's one that isn't. ”

Wang Jia suddenly thought of something that he had taken away in some way.

He skillfully tied the cub's head with a small tug, and put her on his neck.

Jiang Su's two calves hung down on his chest, and he held her leg rings tightly and ran with her all the way to the west of the village.

The girl Wang Jia is not really tall, they are like a pair of intimate playmates, and the elder sister shuttles between the houses.

Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other.

In the courtyard, a man in a gray coat held a book in his hand, and a small stove stood in front of him, on which a pot of decoction was burned, and the bitter smell of spiritual materials wafted around.

"Uncle Yang~"

The girl in pink beckoned, carefully put the cub on the ground, and walked to Yang Langzhong's side with these soft little hands.

Manly and elegant, when he saw the two children, he first smiled and took out two pieces of caramel wrapped in paper from his sleeve, "Why is Gaga here, whose doll is this, born so watery, like a little fairy child in the painting." ”

"Do you want to eat my apricots?" The man talked to himself, got up, and went to the apricot tree in the courtyard to pick three or two apricots, which had changed color.

Wang Jia looked at the half-blue apricot, this hand is not extended, nor is it not extended.

The little cub Jiang Su didn't fall into this person's interest, thinking that this person was a Langzhong, how could he be regarded as a peer, just give some face.

When you go out, the face of medical repair is given by your peers!

She grabbed the round thing in Yang Langzhong's hand, and pretended to be surprised and wowed.

"What is this, can you eat it?!"

Wang Jia suddenly had a bad idea in his heart, suppressed the corners of his mouth, and said seriously: "Naturally you can eat it, this is the fruit under the tree in Langzhong's house, he picked it, and it is fresh." Vegetarian, you can taste it. ”

Jiang Su: "......"

I'm just pretending to be a kid, I'm not really stupid......

This time it was Jiang Su's turn.

Am I eating? Still not eating?

The little cub held back his strength, rubbed the round green apricot with his sleeve, and stuffed two in a row into his mouth.

She just eats, doesn't chew or swallow, and the two apricots are stuck in her cheeks, making her original round little face even more cute, like a greedy little hamster.

Wang Jia couldn't hold back, and reached out to poke the position of the apricot hidden on his face.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes full of surprise.

Yoh? It still feels so good?!

The little cub pouted, shook his head from side to side, and muttered indistinctly: "Under the plain coarse cloth."

Can't eat.

Yang Langzhong was worried that the child had eaten Ka's throat, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pinched Jiang Su's cheeks to make her vomit.

"Gaga, what are you doing here to find me?"

The girl in pink chuckled, "Uncle Yang, I want to exchange things with you." Didn't my dad give you a medicine kit before, I thought I'd come from you, and let my dad get new good ingredients and send another one to you. ”

Wang Jia only took one of his father's medicine boxes from the village. At that time, before the medicine box could be handed over to Yang Langzhong, the entire village was slaughtered.

He was given a short-lived life by Yang Langzhong's method of decapitation, so he deliberately left this medicine box.

Now that he has returned to the village to set up a fantasy world, Wang Jia handed over the plot of the medicine box to Yang Langzhong. It seems that if he hadn't encountered those bastards of the Sword Sect back then, life would have been like this.

Now she wants to give Jiang Su an object that her father built back then, and I'm afraid there is only such a thing.

Although Yang Langzhong is very puzzled by this, it is a child's wish, Xiaojia's father is a carpenter, and it takes an hour or two to hit a medicine box.

"Okay, then you can come with me."

Yang Langzhong is a good person, a mirror in his heart, and never asks the reason.

Wang Jia took Jiang Su and got this medicine box.

The girl in pink took out her hidden sword and carved the word "Jia" on the inner wall of the medicine box, and the word "Su" on the outer wall.

She thought they'd seen it.