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The little fur ball flapped its wings and nodded in amusement. Yingyingying felt so aggrieved. Why don't you take it to the concert? She doesn't like her head anymore.

Song Yu patted its little head comfortingly and said, "After the matter is over, I will draw two more talismans, and our family will go to the concert together."

The little furball was unhappy again, shook his head, and continued to play with her.

It doesn't want to go together. The Zombie King is first, so it has to be second no matter what, so that Youyou and Yuyu can also envy it.

When Song Yu heard its little thoughts, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still followed it: "Okay, I'll take you there first."

Have they now begun to compete for favor?

She can still understand the little fur ball competing for favors. After all, it is the nature of a child. She always hopes that she can pay more attention to it and pamper it more.

But Zombie King shouldn’t do it. After watching the concert, he just watched the concert. Why did he act like a little fur ball, running to show off to them? He was so high-profile!

The little furball was happy, circling around her and looking outside eagerly.

Song Yu stood up with strength and said, "Then I'll take you out for a walk first."

Such a lively and active little thing, it has been locked up for too long during this period, and it is really suffocated.

Fu Hanyu looked at the darkening sky outside, turned around, took a coat and put it on her, and said warmly: "It's cold outside, come back soon."

Song Yuxiao nodded with curved eyebrows and said, "I understand."

Fu Hanyu stood at the window, watching her leave the yard, then turned around and sat down, continuing to deal with the things he had to deal with.

Song Yu was brought back by Ying Si himself, and she was an honored guest of Ying Si. The Ying family was different from the Dongfang family. Everyone in the Ying family was afraid of Ying Si, so naturally no one dared to be disrespectful to her.

The Ying family is also a large family that has stood for thousands of years. The house is full of history. It has been repaired and expanded generation after generation with unique ingenuity. Walking in it is like being in a wonderful landscape painting.

The little furball was as happy as a child, playing wherever she went. Instead of walking seriously, she just had fun and rolled around like a ball at her feet.

Occasionally I would come across a fruit-bearing tree, and I would go and pick it. The pomegranates that were raw and unripe would be thrown away after one bite, and I would grit my teeth after one bite. The big crystal pears would be thrown away if they didn’t taste good after one bite. The apricots that had already started to ripen would be left alone in the tree. Can't go up.

Song Yu also sat on the tree trunk, following it as if coaxing a child, letting it play with the largest and most beautiful apricots it paid tribute to, and occasionally taking a bite.

The little furball didn't blink at her with his big, watery eyes until his belly was round. His little head arched in her arms, and his little wings pulled at her clothes. When he was full, he continued.

Song Yu put the apricots into the storage bag, clapped his hands, and jumped down from the tree.

The little fur ball also wanted to jump into her arms.

Song Yu took two steps back and pointed at it with disgust: "Look at your whole body, you're rolling like a tabby cat, don't touch me!"

The little fur ball was a little aggrieved and sad, but after looking at the different colors of fur on his body, he was sensible and didn't jump on her. He only took two steps forward, put her dislike behind him, and started to continue happily along the way. Rolling.

Song Yu saw it, rolling and rolling, and rolled into a calf-high grass. It became smaller than usual, and looked like a cat from a distance.

With such a roll, it disappeared into the grass and disappeared.

She waited outside for a while, but didn't see it come out. She could only follow the traces of its rolling away and catch up with it. It was lying behind a big tree. The dog peeked half of its little head and looked forward. .

Song Yu squatted next to it and hid behind the tree. He followed its line of sight and saw that not far away from the opposite side, more than ten meters away, by the lake, there were several people sitting who were resting after finishing their work. They are all kinds of tools for building flowers and plants. They should be gardeners.

Someone asked: "Did you know? The backyard that the owner has always locked and no one is allowed to enter has been recently renovated."

Some people are curious: "Do you know what is in that backyard?"

Some people shook their heads.

Someone lowered his voice mysteriously and said: "I heard Lao Zhao say that he once saw a garden full of white crane orchids. It is a new variety specially researched and cultivated by the owner of the family. According to him, it is Beautiful sky blue and pink.”

Someone asked: "Is it true or false? I have only seen the white Crane Orchid at the annual flower show. It is said to be priceless. Someone once spent a lot of money to buy a pot."

The man said: "Of course it is true. Lao Zhao saw it accidentally. You know the tallest tree in the house? Last year, during the storm, a branch was broken. When he went up to prune it, he saw Arrived.

Do you know what else is in the yard besides the white crane orchid? "

Everyone looked at him and pricked up their ears.

The man said with a superior look: "There is also a tombstone! Those flowers were planted by the master of the family for a dead man!"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

Some people turned pale with fear and lowered their voices to warn.

"Yes, don't talk nonsense when you go out."

Someone covered his mouth.

These people were surprised, curious, and frightened in their hearts. This was the secret of the family master and should not have been revealed. If the family master knew it, they would not know whether they would still be alive.

Not far away, Song Yu, who was hiding behind a tree, frowned slightly, inexplicably thinking of the white crane orchid he saw in the square and at Ying's house last time he came to Satellite City No. 8.

In particular, the white crane orchid that Ying Si put out to welcome them was indeed pink and sky blue, and the color was very beautiful and eye-catching. She thought that Ying Si liked it, so she built a garden in the backyard to cultivate it.

Now after listening to what they said, and then carefully thinking about the original layout of the backyard, I felt that something was wrong at the time, but now it seems that there is really something wrong.

The gardeners over there had already stopped talking when they talked about Yingsi's backyard. The family master's secrets were not discussed behind the scenes. Preservation was the most important thing.

Song Yu saw that they were silent for a while, and everyone who had to leave had left, then he looked at the little fur ball, patted its head and said, "Go home."

The little fur ball saw that her expression became serious, and he was obedient and did not continue to pester her. Seeing that the sun was setting, he followed her to her residence.

When I walked halfway, I came to a fork in the road.

Song Yu met Ying Feiyu, who was in low spirits. He slowly walked over to Ying Feiyu and greeted her first: "Miss Fifteen."

When Ying Si was away, even though Ying Feiyu tried his best to show friendship to her, he could not hide the hostility and disgust in his eyes. He only nodded slightly and said without enthusiasm, "Miss Song."

Song Yu looked at her with a sweet smile and chatted with her in a friendly manner: "Where are you going, Miss Fifteen?"

Ying Feiyu tried to be gentle and said, "Brother Qi asked me to invite you to dinner."

Song Yu said: "Then I'll go back and change my clothes first. The little fur ball insists on coming out and wandering around, and it's all covered in it."

Ying Feiyu looked at the dirty little fur ball and slowed down a little in disgust.

The two of them walked forward along the gravel path under the sunset.

Song Yu seemed to be chatting about family matters, and asked naturally: "You said that your seventh brother, who is not young yet, has never had a girlfriend? Does he have anyone he likes?"