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I just squinted on the road for a while,? When I got home, Yan Rong hugged Jiu and was about to go upstairs, when the chubby Jiu opened his eyes, stretched out his little wings, and Jiu Jiu asked for a pig.

?? "I want the little pig to play!"

"Not sleepy anymore?" Yan Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, put him on the thick wool carpet, and gave instructions to the farm's intelligent AI to bring Little Pink Pig here.

?? When Linglu heard that the piglets were coming, he chirped twice cheerfully, but didn't get up. Wrapped in a small white blanket, he looked up at Yan Rong.

??He looks so obedient, as small as a doll, wrapped in a small quilt, and when he breathes, the small blanket rises and falls gently, as if he sensed that Yan Rong was looking at him, then he quietly put the little quilt on The paws are hidden in the blanket, only a small head is exposed.

??Yan Rong let out a low laugh, then squatted down, stretched out his hand to pull up the little blanket that had slipped a bit, and wrapped it around Jiu again, and looked up at the lit candlesticks on the wall.

??Linglu followed the man to watch,?Jiujiu said: "If the candle is too dark, Lulu will fall asleep."

?? "Too dark? Would you like to turn on the chandelier?" Yan Rong asked.

??This old castle is completely imitated in the style of a medieval wizard manor, so there are many candlesticks on each wall. When they are all lit up, it is not too dark, just like now,? You can see clearly everywhere.

?? But because the candles sway with the wind, they are not as stable as modern incandescent lamps, and the light is warmer and yellower, so the whole living room always looks dark and mysterious.

??Yan Rong didn't think anything of it before, but after hearing what Linglu said, he got up and turned on the huge chandelier on the dome of the castle.

??The bright light quickly illuminated the surroundings. Before Little Pang Jiu could raise his small wings to cover his eyes, Yan Rong's tall figure enveloped him, directly blocking the light.

??The man touched his eyes and said in a low voice: "It will be fine after a while. Didn't Lulu say he likes candles before?"

?? Xiaopangjiu has lived here for more than ten months, and has never asked to turn on the chandelier.

However, Linglu propped up the blanket when he heard the words, directly covered his little head, and immediately tore it off, pointing to the corner with his little wings: "This way the little pig won't be able to hide!" Chirp!

??Yan Rong looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, he saw the little pink pig who was stiffening his body with his back to them.

?? "When did you come back?" Yan Rong frowned slightly, and as soon as he raised his hand, the little piglet was sucked over by his spiritual force and placed in front of Linglu.

?? "Lulu play first, wait for dinner." Yan Rong put down the pig, got up and walked to the cabinet, opened the door and took out the toy box, put it on the carpet in front of Linglu, and then went to cook.

?? And when the big boss left, Xiaozhu lay down with Linglu like a salted fish, quietly looking at Xiaopangjiu, whom he hadn't seen for almost a month.

??Looks a little fatter?Didn't they go to the earth to save people?

??The little piggy questioned his soul in his heart, but he couldn't speak, so he could only hum and bow his head to Xiaopangjiu.

?? "Chirp! You have to run away and don't play with Lulu." Linglu sat up, pointed the little pig's head with his little wings, and accused it.

??Little pink pig was poked several times by the ancestor Jiu, but didn't feel any pain. Knowing that Linglu was a paper tiger, he stood up, turned around and walked to the corner until he reached the bottom of the stairs. Pull out the thing tied with the rope and show it to Linglu.

"Chirp? What is this?" Linglu crawled out of the blanket, walked over with a patter, stretched out his wings and pulled it a few times, the exquisite jar tied with colorful ropes fell down, and the lid opened .

??He lifted up the incomparably exquisite wooden jar, looked at it with his head, lifted it up again, and looked suspiciously at Little Pink Pig.

??Little Piggy hummed twice, put his head on the pot, and insisted on giving it to him.

??Linglu looked around and saw that Yan Rong hadn't come out in the kitchen, so he quietly pulled the wooden pot to the edge of the blanket, and said, "Where did you get it, Chirp?"

??Little pig raised his head and looked at the stairs.

"Jiu, in Dad's bedroom?" Little Fatty Jiu opened his eyes.

?? Little Pink Pig nodded.

??Linglu stretched out his small wings and poured out the contents... At first glance, it was red, small balls, clean, and short... It was his lanugo that had faded. .

??Xiao Pangjiu looked at his lanugo hair for the first time, studied it for a while, and tweeted: "Lulu's hair in the past seems to be much shorter than it is now, and it is not as red as it is now... Grandpa also said that I look like a red hedgehog , I secretly pecked a few times..."

??He rummaged through the feathers, picked them up and stuffed them back into the jar, and chirped in puzzlement: "Why did Daddy hide Mao Mao, chirp?"

??Little Piggy nodded and hummed a few times, apparently saying, for collection, this jar is so meticulously crafted, and there are paintings on it.

?? "Chirp? Draw?"

?? Linglu picked up the wooden jar and pressed it against his stomach to look, and sure enough, he saw a man engraved on it.

?? He is squatting, holding a bird in his hand, in front of him is something like magma and flames, it should be a volcano.

?? This person is Yan Rong who took him away.

??Linglu touched the person above, and asked, "How can I hide the jar so that Dad doesn't know?"

?? Piggy looked at him suspiciously, shook his head, and pointed to the kitchen.

?? This is Yan Rong's jar. If you don't put it back, he's so thoughtful, it's impossible not to notice it.

"Chirp, but Lulu wants this jar." Linglu struggled.

?? He is not interested in his own lanugo, but this small wooden jar is very beautiful, and Yan Rong is also engraved on it.

??And the feathers that faded when he was a child, he doesn't remember where they went, but Yan Rong put them away, and they can still be found after so long, they must be specially preserved.

"I want a jar!" Xiaopang Jiu became more determined.

??Little Pig looked at him with a look of lovelessness, and simply lay down on the carpet.

??If Yan Rong finds out about this, will he eat stewed pork tonight?

??The two cubs were squatting under the stairs and whispering, still looking mysterious.

?? Even if Yan Rong wanted to pretend that he didn't see it when he came out, it was too late.

?? Because the wool carpet has no footsteps at all, which is a helpless fact.

??When Linglu found the tall silhouette approaching and hurriedly hid the jar behind him, Yan Rong had already squatted down in front of him, holding a bowl in his hand, which was emitting a sweet smell.

??The man scooped up the soup with a spoon, blew it cool, fed it to Linglu, and said, "Corn stewed ribs soup, have a taste?"

??Little Fat Chirp looked at him nervously, but couldn't bear the temptation anymore, he lowered his head and drank it in a hurry, and even Chirped up coquettishly: "I want to drink, Chirp!"

??Yan Rong couldn't help laughing, and fed another half a bowl, then glanced at the little pink pig pretending to be sleeping, looked at Linglu, and said in a low voice: "What do you want to see next time, just tell me, don't hide things .”

??The little pig was finally relieved when he heard the sound, and continued to sleep on his stomach, not being tempted by the food at all.

?? Its taste is completely different from Linglu, and I had already finished eating at the neighbor's home tonight, and I almost couldn't walk back.

??When Linglu saw that the matter was exposed, he hurriedly carried the jar out, and chirped softly: "Lulu likes this, chirp, give it to Lulu."

?? "Do you like feathers or jars?" Yan Rong didn't evade the question.

?? "Jar." After Linglu finished speaking, he stretched out his small wings to touch it, then stretched it out again, and tweeted in disgust: "Lanugo is too rough, Lulu is fine hair."

??Yan Rong laughed and explained helplessly: "The feathers of Lulu when he was just born are the feathers of real birds. Birds need to fly. Although their feathers are soft, their roots are generally hard, otherwise why are they so soft? can fly?"

?? "Chirp! Lulu can fly!" Xiaopang Jiu retorted.

?? "Because Lulu is a Pokémon, it is naturally different." Yan Rong made a rare joke, glanced at the wooden pot, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by Xiaopangjiu who threw himself into his arms.

?? "Jiujiu! Give it to the jar! Not to Lulu and not to Yan Rongyu!" Xiaopang Jiu acted like a baby confidently, with little wings hugging the man's neck, and kept jumping on tiptoe.

??Yan Rong had to put his palm on Linglu's head to protect him so as not to bump into his chin. While hugging and chirping, he asked, "Why don't you call me Dad? Answer the question and give the jar."

?? "Chirp..." Linglu stopped immediately, thought for a while, and then said, "Lulu feels that calling Dad is not as close as Yan Rong, and it is different from Chirp's father. Chirp, will this work..."

??Yan Rong showed a smile in his eyes, handed the jar over, and coaxed: "Okay. But I have to return the feather."

?? "You can put it here at Lulu!" Xiaopang Jiu generously suggested.

?? "Alright, then give Lulu the remaining five jars."