Although the matter was resolved and Zhao Xiaomao's body was found and laid to rest, seeing Hong Goose's sad departure, Yang Ruoqing, who was also a woman, could not help but feel some sympathy in her heart.

But no matter how sympathetic she is, she is not a fairy and cannot bring Zhao Xiaomao back to life.

Even gods cannot rashly interfere with life and death. Gods can save the child once, but not twice. If the child's parents don't care about it, the child's safety will always be in danger. If he is not burned to death this time, he will be burned next time.

It might get flooded.

That child will never be saved sooner or later. Now that he is gone, maybe... it is also a good thing. If there is a next life, I hope he will be in a good family.

I don’t ask for much glory and wealth, I just want the love of my parents, a harmonious family, and a safe and smooth growth.

"Hey, how can such a fat old hen be kept here? Where did it come from? This is not ours!" Wang Cuilian came back from washing vegetables and asked in surprise when she saw the old hen covering the door of the backyard kitchen.

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Yang Ruoqing told Wang Cuilian the origin of the old hen.

Wang Cuilian has always been a soft-hearted person, and she sighed when she heard this, and her eyes were red.

"Our family lacks everything, so we shouldn't accept an old hen like her!" Wang Cuilian said.

Yang Ruoqing knew that her aunt was kind-hearted, but there were some things that she didn't have to accept just because her family didn't need them. The reason why she accepted them was because it was the gratitude of Red Goose and her daughter.

After accepting it, I felt at ease, feeling that I had done something for Xiaomao who died young, which could make up for a little bit of Red Goose's guilt.

"How about fixing this one?" Wang Cuilian asked again.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, "It will be my uncle's birthday in a few days, so I will stew the chicken and add another dish."

When the fragrance of sophora flower cake filled the kitchen, Baby Luo, who was playing with Teddy and the found cat in the front yard, smelled the fragrance and ran to the backyard.

"Mom, are you mature?"

"Your little nose is really clever. It's ripe."

"I want to eat, I want to eat." Baby Luo clapped his hands and tapped his feet lightly.

Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian both laughed when they saw that their girl, whose head had reached to their ears, was still as impatient as she was when she was a child.

Yang Ruoqing took two bowls and filled them with several pieces of Sophora japonica cake. One bowl was placed in front of the Kitchen God on the inside of the pot, and the other bowl was given to Luo Baobao.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it."

Luo Baobao took the bowl to the door of the kitchen and squatted there while blowing and eating. In front of her, a cat and a dog squatted on each side, looking at her eagerly.

Baby Luo ate it by himself and didn't forget to pinch two pieces and throw them to Teddy and the cat.

Teddy liked it very much. He picked it up and swallowed it in one bite. After swallowing, he licked his tongue and looked at the bowl in Baby Luo's hand.

In comparison, the cat's appetite was not in this area. He lowered his head to sniff, then retracted his nose.

Seeing that Teddy was eating deliciously, the cat stretched out his paw and gently pulled the Sophora japonica cake on the ground, then lost interest again and retracted his paw, and squatted a little further away.

When Teddy saw this, he rushed to the cat with his tail wagging, and swallowed the piece that the cat didn't eat in one bite.

This made the cat unhappy, and it scratched Teddy's face.

Teddy is more than ten times the size of a cat, and he also grew up in battles. He immediately jumped down and pounced on the little one in front of him.

The cat was a wild cat, wandering for a living, and was later picked up by Yang Ruoqing and given to Luo Baobao to raise.

Even if he fights with wild dogs, he doesn't give a shit about this domesticated teddy.

The cat used its deft movement to jump onto Teddy's back and scratched Teddy's head again.

The move was so fast that Baby Luo couldn't see exactly how many paws he had scratched. Anyway, he only saw an afterimage.

After the fight, the cat ran away, jumped up to the tree next to it, and reached the tree after a while. It squatted there with its tail hanging down and flicking it gently, as if to say to Teddy: "Big stupid dog, come up here if you can."

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Teddy is a proud and arrogant dog. Even after being beaten, he was still unconvinced. He was so anxious that he circled around the tree and scratched the tree with his paws.

You have to bark at the cat on the treetop.

The cat changed its position and squatted down, looking down at Teddy who was spinning anxiously below, and flicked its tail leisurely, don't be too comfortable!

Luo Baobao watched all of this and was overjoyed.

The palms of her hands are flesh, and the backs of her hands are also flesh. Cats and dogs are her pets.

She has always taken a neutral attitude towards the pet fights between her pets, because she knows that after a while they will get bored and get together again.

So, while Luo Baobao put the fragrant and soft Sophora japonica cake into his mouth and chewed it slowly, he raised his head and watched his pets fighting. The spring was beautiful, the sun was shining brightly, and the yard was full of joy.

A white figure jumped over the courtyard wall and landed lightly in front of Luo Baobao.

It fluttered the feathers on its body, and it seemed to be plated with a layer of gold in the sunlight. Its streamlined body and purple pupils were majestic and extremely handsome.

"Chasing...chasing the wind?"

Luo Baobao cried out in surprise.

Zhui Feng also stretched his big head in front of Baby Luo so that she could pat its head.

Baby Luo quickly put down the bowl in his hand, hugged Zhui Feng's big plush head in his arms, and shouted excitedly into the kitchen behind him: "Mom, Mom, come out quickly, Zhui Feng is back!"

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Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian came out of the kitchen. Zhuifeng immediately got out of Baby Luo's arms and ran to Yang Ruoqing, wagging his thick tail and cheering.

Yang Ruoqing was also very happy. She leaned over and patted Zhui Feng on the head: "Has your mother Hei Lang recovered?"

Zhui Feng swung his tail again and made a "Woo-Woo" sound in his throat.

Yang Ruoqing was relieved.

"Why are you back? But your father Zhuiyun was worried that we would miss you, so he sent you down the mountain to let us know?" she asked again.

Zhui Feng's body movements once again confirmed her guess.

On the side, Wang Cuilian watched this scene and couldn't help but praise: "This wolf is really smart. Apart from not being able to speak human language, he understands everything else!"

Luo Baobao immediately corrected Wang Cuilian: "Grandma, you are wrong. Zhuiyun Zhuifeng and his family are not ordinary wolves. Their bloodline is different from ordinary wolves. You can tell it by looking at their purple eyes."

Wang Cuilian nodded repeatedly.

Here, Yang Ruoqing also chatted with Zhui Feng for a while, stood up and said to him: "Since you're back, you'll just stay for a few days, don't leave in a hurry."

Zhui Feng had no objection.

Yang Ruoqing was about to turn around and go back to the kitchen. Teddy was waiting beside him with his short tail wagging. At this moment, he saw that the two masters were tired of chasing the wind. Teddy knew that it was finally his turn.

It ran up to Zhui Feng, whining, wagging its tail, and its waist and buttocks were almost sore.
Chapter completed!