"Hey, I can't cure you little thing!" the little boy muttered triumphantly.

However, there was a rush of heat in front of him, and it was slightly wet.

I saw that the little goat's front hooves kept digging the ground, its nose became huge in one by one, and it exhaled a huge stream of hot air, and then its head hung slightly, and its horns pointed forward.

The little boy who saw this formation suddenly felt a little messy in the wind. What's going on, shouldn't this be the lifeblood of this little thing by yourself, and then just let yourself do whatever you want?

Why does the script change when it is said to be good?

"Calm down, calm down, be calm at this time!" the little boy kept signaling to the little goat to be calm, and at the same time hinting to himself.

However, the other party can't understand his own words, so this fart is useless.

Seeing that the little goat was still indifferent, and that the snort and front hooves were getting faster and faster, it looked like the little boy had a father-killing vendetta against him.

Seeing that this little thing was about to give himself its not very generous horns, the little boy subconsciously touched his buttocks.

"Evil!" wailed the boy's plan.

"Here you go!" the little boy reluctantly threw the grass in his hand to the little goat.

The little goat took the grass into its mouth and chewed it with a big mouthful, and the green grass juice ran wildly in its mouth.

While eating, the little goat squinted his eyes slightly, and shook his head from time to time, which was quite enjoyable.

But after all, this thing is just a piece of grass, not even a tooth sacrifice, and it is almost the same as being used to stuff the teeth, but it arouses the greed of the little goat.

After eating, the little goat began to look directly at the little boy, and also circled around, and only stopped to look at the little boy when he was sure that there was no secret on the little boy's body.

The little boy suddenly had a toothache, is this all the matter? The bamboo basket is empty, and he cheapens this little thing, and he doesn't get any benefit, not only is he despised for it, but he is almost beaten.

And looking at the little thing's little eyes, this is not going to let go of yourself!

"Don't mind, I don't have this thing on me, I panic when you look at me!" The little boy wanted to convey this meaning through his eyes, but this time it finally had a little effect, and the little goat gave up his death gaze on the little boy, and turned his head and arched his back basket.

That meaning couldn't be more obvious, it's just a living young master, waiting for others to serve him and enjoy dinner!

"I'm fighting with you!" this is the gesture of the little boy who can't stand this little thing anymore, and this time he has to struggle even if he is poked a few times by the horn, otherwise he will not be able to live this day.

However, the little boy did not show his thoughts, but made a gesture of forbearance and walked to the back basket, and of course found a good angle to go around the back of the little goat.

The little goat's little tail was swaying from side to side at this time, very rhythmically. This action often indicates the happy mood of the little thing, but it is also the time when it is most relaxed.

The little boy knew that his opportunity had come, and he threw himself at the little goat without hesitation, with one arm around the little goat's neck and one hand grabbing the horns on his head, which was the only way the little boy could think of to restrain the little goat in countless experiments, and also to ensure that he would not be injured by the back kick of the little thing.

And this time it worked, the little boy successfully completed this action, the horns were in his hands, and his arms successfully locked the neck of the little goat, of course, for him, the length of his arms did not guarantee that the whole neck would be circled, so it could only be half-locked and half-open.

The little boy landed on his hind feet backwards, ready for the next baby goat's counterattack.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see any movement of the little goat.

"Huh!"

The little goat let out a helpless cry, and the little boy thought there was something wrong with his ears. When did this little thing succumb to this, didn't it toss itself half-dead every time? Is it really so good at his own tricks?

The little boy had a stomach full of doubts.

"What are you doing, little girl?" was a woman standing at the door of the cattle and sheep shed, her slightly discolored clothes stained with a lot of dust, but they were extremely neat. Coarse linen clothes, but showing a rather delicate figure, the face is also stained with a lot of dust, but just from the outline of the outside, you can see a delicate face shape.

This is the little boy's mother, Mu Xue.

"Yo, my little flame is competing with a little goat!" Behind the mother stood a man who was a head taller than her, his body was also very broad and powerful, a palm covered with calluses, standing on the mother would always give people a sense of indestructibility, very secure, and the appearance could only be regarded as attractive, but a drooping eye gave people a strange feeling.

This is the father of the little boy, Lie Ling.

Seeing all this, the little boy also knew that the problem was there, this little thing was not unable to resist, but in a low posture, it raised its position, and at the same time lowered its own position.

"I didn't do anything, I was just playing with it!" the little boy let go of his hand and touched the little goat, as a sign of his good relationship with the little goat, and at the same time a warning to the little thing.

But the little goat would let him go, and when the little boy let go of it, it actually raised its right hind leg, walked to the side of the little boy's parents with not very normal steps, and rubbed its head against Mu Xue's clothes.

"Baa!" and let out a rather miserable cry.

Lie was stunned at the time, and he also found the problem.

With this, I know that this little goat in my family is very human, but I didn't expect it to have this level, but I'm afraid that it is much more ghostly than myself.

"Xiaoyi, what did you do to Xiaoba, what happened to its hind legs?"

But for the little boy, this is simply a matter of indisputability, can he say that this is just this little thing pretended? Whether others believe it or not, even he feels a bit anyway.

But in this way, whether it is their own problem or not, this basin has been tightly buttoned on his head, without a little ambiguity.

At this time, the only thing you can do is to bow your head, put your hands together, and honestly hold the basin steady.

Seeing the little boy's honest confession, the anger in Mu Xue's heart was also half gone, and she didn't want to be too harsh.

"Forget it, since it's already like this, you will be responsible for taking care of Xiaoba in the future until its legs are healed!"

That's how it happened to my mother.

This scene was in Lie Ling's eyes, he just stared at the little goat's legs, then at the small flames, and then watched his wife put the matter on the coffin, and smiled meaningfully. Then he followed his wife back to the house.

Lie felt that he had really lost a lot, but fortunately, he also understood his mother's temperament enough, and he had worked hard to minimize the loss, but no matter what, he was the one who suffered in the end.

It seems that whether you can raise your head in the future still depends on the face of that little thing, and thinking about it makes me feel as uncomfortable as constipation.

"Wait for me, little thing, one day I'll grab your pigtails!" Liejo slammed into the little goat's eyes, but the other man followed his mother into the house.

In this family, in addition to his parents and himself, only this little thing dares to enter the house without taboo, this little thing has no awareness of being a livestock at all, never comes into contact with the cattle and sheep in the cattle and sheep shed, and hates the environment there very much, and never steps further. And this little thing is especially pleasing to the mother, so it has such a privilege.

Of course, this little thing is also very well-behaved in the house, and never and pee everywhere in the house, otherwise no one can stand it.

There were even times when Liejo felt that he was not facing a baby goat, but a goblin person.

Although Lie Yao has a strong sense of revenge against the little goat, he planted it himself today, and it seems that he can only find the field in the days to come.

Putting the basket away, Lie also walked into the house.

By this time it was completely dark, and it would be a new day when the sun rose tomorrow.

But at this time, there is another thing in Lie's heart, that is, what to do with the pants with the sunroof opened?

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The night passed quietly like this, the sky in the early morning was not completely bright, Lie opened his eyes, at this time there was no shadow of his parents in the house, only the little goat was still sleeping next to the kang door, this place is also the warmest place in the whole room except for the kang.

However, the house was still filled with a smell of burning hair, could it be that the little goat accidentally burned its own hair at the kang door?

The little goat is curled up in a circle at this time, with its head on its limbs, its little tail still fanning, and a slight sound of grinding its teeth from time to time in its mouth, it seems that it is dreaming of eating a big meal again.

Lie Ji was like this, and then looked at the closed nostrils, and suddenly had a funny thought.

As if by magic, a piece of grass appeared in his hand, of the long-leaf type, and began to skim over the nostrils of the baby goat.

The little goat's nose twitched sharply at the first moment, and his head shook uneasily, but he didn't wake up, and it seemed that it was really a sweet dream.

When the little boy was about to reach out to prank the second wave, his hand stopped in mid-air.

Because this little thing woke up, and a pair of eyes were looking straight at itself.

Lie pretended to be indifferent, and wanted to make a handsome gesture of holding the grass in his mouth, but when he thought that the grass had just stayed in the nostrils of the little goat, he immediately took away the grass that was about to be put in his mouth, and blew the grass away, but it was so good that it didn't die, and the grass actually floated to the nostrils of the little goat.

I saw that the grass was swept up in the air by the little goat's snort in the next moment, and then looked at the little goat's eyes, and the fierce knew that this little thing would not give up on this matter.

This scene made Lie Yao feel a toothache at this time!