"Ah I've learned a lot. "

Hua Zhi looks at this group of people to go so, sneer, and then looked at the river, directly to see the children.

Because it's her turn to take care of the children today. Although ginkgo and Jasmine are also taking care of them, Hua Zhi is worried that the child will be scared after such a long time of fighting.

Anyway, they are all Huasheng's children.

Hua Lin also had a haircut and followed.

As for Hua Sheng, it's not that she doesn't want to go to see her and see the river flow. In addition, Hua Zhi and Hua Lin don't know what to say when they see Hua Sheng, even if they don't.

I just beat my aunt together. It's very hard.

"Well It's all over. Fortunately, a Sheng didn't know, so she didn't feel sad. "

The wind drily thought of such a sentence. For a while, she didn't know what to say. She couldn't follow her to see the children, so she left.

"Meow, meow, meow!"

"Jiangliu, do you hear the cat? It doesn't sound like Xiao Hei! Where's the cat? "

Wind Xi words fall, is about to leave, heard such a movement, looked around.

The reason why I heard the sound of cat barking was that he was not like Xiao Hei because he was in the house. Besides, Xiaohei was a male cat after all, but the sound was obviously soft and soft.

River heard the wind Xi's words, did not answer, turned to see the direction of the emergency exit.

Wind Xi looked at the past along the river, and then Xiaohei also ran out, that surprised Leng appearance, looked at Fengxi for a moment, I don't know what shock it met.

But at the moment, Xiaohei's mood is shocked.

Humans can't tell, but it can. It's the sound of milk.

Milk is Xiaohei's daughter-in-law! Xie Dongyang's little white cat was killed at that time. Huasheng also helped Xiaohei check it out. It has entered the samsara. How can it appear again?

Xiaohei didn't dare to move forward, just looked at it like this.

"I picked up a little white cat and give it to Xiao Hei as a daughter-in-law."

When two people and a cat are looking at the emergency exit, Qin Wanyu calls up and walks in with a little white cat in his arms.

"I don't know who put it here. If no one recognizes it, Xiaohei will be yours, OK?"

Qin Wanyu didn't pay attention to Xiaohei's expression and let the little white cat go.

Xiaohei didn't answer Qin Wanyu, but the cat's eyes were wet and approached the milk step by step. The milk seemed to know little black. Leng Buding was afraid of a little black cat and gave a soft cry.

"Don't say, these two cats are quite suitable? One black and one white. "

"Jiangliu, I've settled your account."

Qin Wanyu looked at Xiaohei and didn't care much. Then he looked at Xiangjiang channel.

"Milk?"

Jiang Liu was naturally at ease about Qin, Wan and Yu. Moreover, he did not want to let go of those people. He just nodded and then looked at the little white cat with a puzzled look.

Hearing his name, the little white cat raised his head and "meow meow" several times to show his response.

Jiang Liu doubted his memory. He seemed to remember that the cat was dead. He felt that it was very similar to Xie Dongyang's milk. Then he gave an uncertain cry. As a result, the little white cat really responded.

Does that mean the little white cat didn't die? The memory of the dead little white cat also called milk! This one too!

But where does this come from?

Jiangliu felt as if he had a memory disorder.

"How do you know what the cat's name is?"

Qin, Anhui and Henan were somewhat surprised.

"It's Xie Dongyang's cat, don't you remember? I remember it was supposed to be dead? "

The river stream answered lightly.

Jiangliu words a fall, see small black Leng for a while, slowly look up at the river.