The chicken stared at the child in a daze, and it took a long time to find his voice, "Huh? ”

First of all, the night is dark and the wind is high, and it is very strange that it is blocked by a child in the chicken shed and asks if it can knit autumn pants.

Secondly What are autumn pants?

Ling Miao looked at the chicken, staring at himself for a long time and couldn't give a letter, and his tone was a little colder.

"Can you weave, or can't you weave?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! ”

Although the chicken doesn't know what autumn pants are, in order to survive, he still hurries to take a bite.

Ling Miao glanced down and replied casually, "Hey, this is my friend." ”

“……”

"Take it, take it, take it."

"Okay."

“？”

Lin Xia pointed to the chicken at Ling Miao's feet, "Why is there a chicken here?" ”

The pot in the kitchen was boiling, the smell of meat wafted from time to time, and the chickens knitted autumn pants for her, and the scene was very warm for a while.

The child took out a hand from the pot and took Lin Xia's mustard seed bag, "I also cooked chicken, do you want to eat it together." ”

As soon as the child walked out of the kitchen, there was movement from the main house next to it, and it seemed to be the sound of someone standing up and walking.

Lin Xia was stunned for a moment, but then, his eyes were attracted by something else.

Why is this kid so scary...... She's a devil, right......

It's a thriller.

"Let's go, what are you doing in a daze?"

He lowered his head a little and looked at the child's feet, "Chickens?" ”

Lin Xia nodded towards Ling Miao, "Thank you really this time." ”

After the child saw that Lin Xia thanked her, she had no follow-up, and her face changed a complicated expression, she stared at Lin Xia strangely for a long time, and when she saw that the other party still didn't speak, she simply took the initiative to attack.

What! Do you still insist on robbery at this time! This kid! She really has a lifelong career in robbery! He cried to death!

He covered his forehead, touched his waist weakly, took off his mustard seed bag, lifted the prohibition again, and then handed the mustard seed bag directly to the child.

Her eyes were empty for a second, she coughed to relieve her embarrassment, and her expression naturally began to talk nonsense.

The chicken looked at Ling Miao's fingers, and what the child pointed to was actually a pot of chicken in the kitchen, which was gurgling and cooking on the stove!

Through the screen window, she saw that the person inside was sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating with her eyes closed, her expression was no longer as painful as when she went mad, it seemed that she had succeeded, and now Lin Xia was trying to control the aura in her body.

Ling Miao saw that the chicken was really knitting in a good way, and felt novel, so she moved a small bench and sat down opposite it, holding her chin to watch it weave.

The child gave Lin Xia a big smile.

He looked at Ling Miao in a daze, seeing the child's gaze, he kept glancing at his waist, he followed the child's line of sight, lowered his head in a daze, and saw the mustard seed bag on his waist.

"And what about the pot in your hand? Is it also your friend? ”

After initial investigation, it seems that the neighborhood is really just some ordinary people, and it doesn't seem to be dangerous.

This kid is very weird, so I have to follow her first, and then find a chance to sneak away.

At this time, his handsome face was weak, and the unruly and unruly face that he used to be was gone, and now at first glance, he looked like a sick and weak beautiful man.

"Got it under control."

The chicken was stunned again: Is the threshold for being your friend so low?

Ling Miao glanced down at the chicken in his mustard seed bag, threw a few lower spirit stones to the table next to the chicken shed, and turned his head to look at the chicken.

But luckily, it's really a weaving chicken!

The chicken grabbed the rod needle with two wings, visually measured Ling Miao's height, and scolded in his heart, 'Phew! The short-legged little bean sprout' began to knit the legendary autumn pants for her.

Ling Miao's eyes were happy, and he hurriedly trotted over, kicked open the door, and stepped in.

After a while, Ling Miao counted the time, ran into the kitchen and put some cumin in the pot, and walked out with her food, ready to eat and watch.

Ling Miao breathed a sigh of relief and put her mind at ease.

“……”

"Huh? Senior Brother Lin? That's gone? You're just going to thank me with your mouth? ”

Ling Miao didn't make any surprised expressions about the chicken that suddenly appeared, obviously knowing that it existed.

"Oh, okay!"

Ling Miao looked down at the pot of chicken in his hand, stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that he really deserved to be the young head of the Lin family, in a state of confusion, his emotions could still be so stable, and his vision could be so tricky!

The two looked at each other for a moment.

The chicken hurriedly said: "I can really weave!" I used to learn how to knit yarn from an old grandmother! You let me weave it for you! I'm sure I can weave it for you! ”

Lin Xia only felt dizzy, and his breathing was a little unsteady.

Lin Xia was stunned for a moment, he had just come back from the ghost gate, and he was still a little out of the situation for a while.

"Right...... That's right! If you come, you're your own person! Friends! What to divide raw and cooked! ”

When Wangcai heard Ling Miao say this, he got the fox's head out of the small cloth bag again, and hung it on the child's shoulder to shed tears, and let out a 'twitter' laugh.

Ling Miao nodded with satisfaction, went to the other rooms and went around, and scavenged a few rolls of wool and rod needles to take to her new chicken friends.

Chicken: "......"

At the child's feet, there was a bronzed chicken, which seemed to hear the movement and ran over to see the excitement.

Ling Miao squatted in front of the chicken, "I can knit autumn pants, and when I am a friend, I can't knit autumn pants, look over there." ”

Ling Miao nodded, her eyes lit up, "If you can knit autumn pants, then you are qualified to be my friend!" ”

The child blinked, "Can you really weave?" ”

I don't think she needs to kill him!

Lin Xia, who was standing in the house, followed Ling Miao's movements, and his eyes fell on her.

Lin Xia: Has the world turned upside down like this?

After quietly staring at one person and one chicken for a few seconds, he pointed to the bronze chicken's fingers and pointed to the pot that Ling Miao was holding in his hand.

"Senior Brother Lin, how are you feeling now? The breath in the body is under control, no wow! ”

Back in the courtyard, Ling Miao first went to take a look at Lin Xia in the main house through the window.

Ling Miao had been out for a while, and she happened to meet a chicken who could weave, so she took her new friend and went back to the yard first.

His face and lips were pale at this time, but he was no longer embarrassed, and he could see that he had dealt with it himself.

“……”

A child and a chicken stand together in harmony, how weird it looks.

Dead memories suddenly 'boomed' into his mind, exploding in all colors.

The chicken was stunned for half a second, and quickly followed, "Oh oh good! ”

Lin Xia: "...... Forget it, it's up to you. ”

Ling Miao: "So, do you want some of my friends?" ”

Lin Xia: "Please take your friends and leave my sight immediately." ”