The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 99 115, 116. The chaos did not go south, Yun'e swallowed the ghost, and the beast came to life (big chapter - please subscribe)

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Cheng took Ating to the young lady's room.

The young lady became pregnant in March last year. If normal, she should give birth in about a month.

At this time last year, Miss An was in dire straits of childbirth.

So Song Cheng was also worried that the same thing would happen to Tong Niangzi.

At this time, he was sitting on a wooden chair by the window, holding Ating on his lap. The young lady was sitting beside him, playing with some strange incense. She said that these incense could warm the body and dispel the cold, and were beneficial to pregnant women.

Song Cheng leaned slightly and asked Ating to touch the young lady's big belly, and said softly: "That's your sister inside, or maybe your brother."

Ating curiously touched left and right.

The young lady also smiled and said: "Ating, wait two years and you will have a little follower."

Ating seemed to understand, and he smiled happily, dancing with his two short hands, and uttering immature syllables with unclear meanings in his little mouth.

Song Cheng pressed against the young lady's belly and felt it for a while, but it didn't feel like "a baby kicking you in the face through the belly".

But before, he was severely "punched and kicked" by Ating on Miss An's belly.

He said: "Not as naughty as Ating."

The young lady asked: "Master, what should I call this child?"

Song Chengdao: "I just hope this child is safe now, how about calling me Song An?"

"Okay, Song An, Xiao An. Both boys and girls are called this name. They will be safe every year, safe every year, and safe throughout their lives." The young lady agreed, and she was also very scared in her heart, worried that the child would have difficulty giving birth.

Song Cheng pulled Ating back, grabbed her little hand, pointed at her belly and said, "Xiao An."

Ating was smiling babblingly, not knowing why he was so happy, but after a while he yawned again and shouted: "Sleep, sleep, sleep."

The young lady said with envy: "Ating is really sensible, he is only one year old."

Song Cheng hugged her and said, "I'll take Sister An to her side. I'll come over to stay with you later."

The young lady nodded slightly.

As time passed, Hanping Mansion became like a huge isolated island.

This Fucheng is not so much a small city as it is a large area surrounded by passes, mountains, and rivers.

This is also brought about by the unique environment of the North.

In Zhushan Temple, the young lady was naturally unable to do anything. Chen Ji, the master of Yaoren Zhai, took care of things for her temporarily, but she still had to report if there were important matters.

During this period, Zhushan Temple has basically become a "farming temple".

Fucheng suspended commerce and vigorously developed agriculture in order to cope with disasters and become self-sufficient. As a force that studies herbal medicine, Zhushan Temple naturally began to study new topics such as how to make farmland fertile, rice growing, and grains plump instead of shriveled.

This research really yielded something.

Zhushan Temple discovered a kind of exotic grass. As long as the grass is planted on the edge of the farmland, there will not be many insects to eat the rice.

But other than that, how to improve soil fertility, how to improve rice, and how to increase yields are still unsolvable.

The young lady will not care about these matters for the time being.

Song Cheng never cared about this.

He accompanies the young lady day by day.

Fortunately, everything was normal. One morning in January, the young lady suddenly held Song Cheng's hand tightly and said, "Master, Xiao An is coming out."

Song Cheng looked surprised and hurriedly called for someone.

Soon, a group of midwives rushed in from outside.

And not long after, loud cries came from the house.

Song Cheng was really overjoyed.

This time, nothing unexpected happened!

The young lady had no chills, no dystocia, the baby came out at the right time, and sounded like a healthy baby.

Ying'er ran out first and said excitedly: "Uncle, it's a boy!"

Song Cheng ran into the delivery room with her.

After a while, the child was washed, swaddled, and then slept obediently in the arms of the young lady.

An Chenyu held Ating and chatted casually for a while, then left to let the young lady rest.

Song Cheng didn't leave. He sat in front of the bed. After a while, he rustled off his clothes and pants, got on the bed, and accompanied the two girls.

Taking care of a baby is almost like going to war.

Crying at night is common. Whether it’s because you’re hungry or you need to pee, it’s up to you to guess.

But Ah Ting was fine before. Ah Ting showed what a "repaying favor baby" is. He was very good at night. He went to bed at midnight and slept until dawn. All meals were served during the day.

It was precisely such a good-looking appearance that attracted the young lady.

But obviously Xiao An was not that good. After the initial "peace period", everything happened in the middle of the night.

Song Cheng was also very busy.

Xu Shi disliked his clumsiness, so the girl rolled her eyes more frequently.

Miss An personally came to the rescue.

She left the well-behaved Ating to Song Cheng, then took Ying'er, and Ling'er helped Tong Niangzi take care of Xiao An.

Song Cheng was also helpless. He found that he was really clumsy as a nanny, but he felt that he could still take care of Ating.

More than ten days later

Good news also came from the Ouyang family. Zhao Hua's child was born, a girl named Zhao Lingxue.

It's the name of a cute little girl.

Even though it was freezing cold, Ouyang Chuchu still came to An's house to visit with her little girl in her arms, so that the two children who were engaged to be married could meet each other.

And the so-called meeting means lying in swaddling clothes together, you sleep on yours and I sleep on mine.

Anjia became lively.

It was a different kind of bustle from the utilitarianism, but a kind of bustle of celebrating the new life.

Everyone's mood became happy because of these two children, so happy that it seemed that the chaos in the world, the ghost servants outside the city, and the ghost tide that would come again at any time were insignificant.

Time passed, and it was the beginning of March.

At night

The next door was still busy, and I kept hearing doors opening and closing, and shouting sounds such as "hot water" and "urinal".

And Song Cheng was in Sister An's room with a small cotton jacket.

The fire was blazing, and the room was warm.

Ating was dressed like a small cotton ball, lying on the bed, painting her "masterpiece" on dry animal skin.

She liked to paint with animal skin, and then let Song Cheng cut it off and sew it with needle and thread.

At first, it was still a shriveled little rabbit, but now Song Cheng has learned to fill it with cotton.

The daughter's data has always been "0~0", and the favorability is "100", the same as the son.

Song Cheng sat patiently beside the little cotton-padded jacket, thinking about cultivation and training.

Now, in the whole prefecture city, he has practiced all the skills he could learn, and he has practiced all the skills that the master Tie brought back from the state capital.

He has saved a lot of points, but his strength has not improved for a long time.

But he is not in a hurry.

For the immortals, time is the cheapest.

But family affection is not cheap, and it is even precious.

Therefore, in addition to worrying about the external ghost tide and the chaotic world, Song Cheng also began to worry about the life span of his wife and even his children.

He is not a person who "can watch his wife and children grow old peacefully, and then say 'this is destiny'".

Destiny is bullshit.

He is just a mortal.

Destiny has nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, in the small room with swaying candlelight, the childish "snow" of the little cotton-padded jacket pulled his thoughts back.

In the quiet and dim little house, the candlelight "crackled", and there was a "rustling" sound outside the window.

That was the sound of snow falling.

Song Cheng opened the window, and the candlelight escaped through the window slit, extending outward in a light area that gradually became darker and farther away.

The color tones were distinct, from warm to dark, until the middle of the courtyard was pitch black.

But Song Cheng knew that in the flowerbed on the left side of the darkness, there were very fragrant white plum blossoms blooming at this time. They were moved by Tong Niangzi because Tong Niangzi liked white plum blossoms.

And Sister An liked peonies, which were beautiful and fragrant, and the queen of flowers.

There was an ancient well in the right corner of the wall, which was set up for the convenience of the eldest lady to get water.

There was a delicate stone on the side of the well, which was fished out from the bottom of the canal. It was carved by the water flow and formed its own shape, like a flowing cloud.

There was a small pavilion covering the well and surrounded by a fence.

This well water pavilion was also connected to a teahouse.

The paths between the pavilions and huts are paved with elegant cobblestones, and small and exquisite plants are planted on both sides. They are green all year round and very interesting.

The well water is turbid and not suitable for cooking, but this square well is connected to a cold spring water, so even if you don't cook it and drink it alone, you will feel sweet.

"The window is closed, how do you know it's snowing?" Song Cheng looked at the little cotton jacket curiously.

A Ting said, "Snow, snow."

Seeing that she was happy, Song Cheng picked her up and pushed the door out. Seeing that the snow had just begun to fall, and the ground was not covered with white, Song Cheng suddenly raised his hand, and the ghost stretched out from his palm. With a slight suction, he sucked all the snowflakes in the surrounding area.

Click.

He clenched his five fingers, and the snowflakes condensed into ice balls.

His fingers moved quickly, and in a moment he carved the ice ball into a little white rabbit, and then held it in the palm of his hand and placed it in front of the little cotton jacket.

A Ting was happy and laughed happily.

"Woo, woo." She yelled again.

Song Cheng also understood that A Ting wanted him to take the little white rabbit into the house.

He said, "It's warm inside, it will melt in a while, how about we put the little snow rabbit outside? We can see it in the next few days."

A Ting nodded obediently.

Whatever Dad said, that's what it was.

Seeing that it was freezing outside, Song Cheng didn't dare to stay any longer, so he put the little snow rabbit at the door, then took the little cotton jacket back to the house and let her sleep.

She slept as soon as she said she would, and soon, the little cotton jacket fell asleep obediently.

The next morning.

The little cotton jacket got up excitedly to see the little snow rabbit, then pulled out a piece from the animal skin, handed it to Song Cheng, and said, "Dad, crazy, Dad is crazy."

Song Cheng was used to it, so he cut the animal skin along the handwriting and began to sew it stitch by stitch. Halfway through, he took out the cotton wool and prepared to stuff it in.

But as soon as he raised his hand, the little cotton jacket pressed his hand on his wrist.

With a little strength, he pushed him down.

He looked at him with wide eyes and shouted: "Clothes, wear, bunny."

Song Cheng translated it in his mind and replied: "Got it, bunny clothes, you drew it, wear it, little snow bunny, right?"

The signal matched.

The little cotton jacket understood it completely and nodded heavily.

Song Cheng put the little cotton jacket in his left elbow and the half-sewn animal skin rabbit in his right hand. Then he carefully stuffed the snow rabbit into the animal skin rabbit, and then sat under the eaves, holding the baby in his arms while sewing the rabbit seriously.

While sewing, Miss An yawned and hurriedly came from the next room. She couldn't help laughing when she saw Song Cheng's appearance.

The couple looked at each other.

Song Cheng put down the little snow rabbit and handed A Ting over.

It's time to eat Nana.

Although a one-year-old can drink some rice porridge, breast milk is still the main source.

The main thing is that breast milk may not last long.

Because Song Cheng knew that neither Miss An nor Tong Niangzi were the type of women with snow-capped mountains in mind.

Among the two women and maids in her own courtyard, the only one who could be said to have a big heart was Ling'er.

"I want to ask a painter to draw you and your daughter." An Chenyu took Ating and said with a smile, "Draw a picture of "The Sword King of the North with his Baby".

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Okay."

An Chenyu said: "I'll take Ating into the house to have something to eat. You, don't take care of the children every day. You still have to lead the troops."

Song Cheng nodded.

The door opens and closes again.

Song Cheng lowered his head and continued to sew the little snow rabbit. After a while, Ying'er came to ask for advice on how to practice. After a while, two young apprentices also came, and Zhao Hua also brought his wife and baby over.

Song Cheng held up the snow rabbit and showed off to Zhao Hua: "Hua Zi, my girl painted it, isn't it good?"

Zhao Hua smiled and praised repeatedly.

He admired his elder brother for being like this. He has a darker heart than him, but he has nothing to say to his family. He is never in a hurry or panic. Even if he has a great talent, he is still willing to be an idler.

Song Cheng gave some instructions to a few people, and in a blink of an eye it was sunny and snowy, and it was almost noon.

Zhao Hua said: "Brother, I can find a general to try on that gun and shield army."

Song Cheng waved his hand and said: "Then give it a try. As long as the general can blend in, anything will work."

Zhao Hua was stunned for a moment.

To a certain extent, he is taking advantage of his elder brother.

Although he didn't think so, from an outsider's perspective, it was most likely the case.

Song Cheng looked at his "100" favorability score, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I still don't believe you? Let your general lead the people."

With a single word, he handed over the spear and shield soldiers he had trained.

"Thank you, brother."

Zhao Hua was extremely excited and solemnly said, "In this life, I, Zhao Hua, will be sorry for you if I have the slightest bit of regret, big brother."

Song Cheng interrupted: "Don't swear."

Zhao Hua was speechless.

Song Cheng said softly: "I swear, I can keep it to deceive outsiders.

If an oath can be verified, then it is not just a matter of words.

Not that mysterious.

At most, it won’t have a good impact. Let your subordinates follow you and learn from you, and nothing else will happen.”

Zhao Hua:.

He remembered his elder brother's terrible "turning the table" operation before, and suddenly he seemed to have learned something.

He smiled and scratched his head, and the two said goodbye.

Zhao Hua walked to the courtyard, suddenly paused, and stopped talking.

Song Cheng said from behind: "Speak directly."

Zhao Hua sighed and walked back: "Brother, the situation in the North is getting worse and worse.

Although many ghost servants have been wiped out around Hanping Mansion, if the ghost tide intensifies next time and the ghost servants become stronger again, there will always be a time when we cannot hold on.

Now, we have soldiers, food, and you, my eldest brother.

If Su Huxian comes back again, we will have an aristocratic family.

Maybe we should go south, to that fertile and safe land.

Big brother, with your talent, you can definitely win a piece of the world. "

Song Cheng was silent.

Zhao Hua added: "The six towns are bitterly cold, but Donghai and Fengzhou are two fertile states that can be said to be the granary of the Great Shang.

I don't know how stupid the emperor is to disperse the people from the six towns and throw them into those two states.

What is the difference between throwing a mouse into a rice vat and imprisoning a robber in a golden mountain?

I know that the emperor wanted the people in the six towns to be able to fight well and be able to endure hardships and stand hard work.

Sending the remnants of the six towns and the people to Donghai Prefecture and Feng Prefecture will, on the one hand, improve the local city defense strength, and on the other hand, it will allow the gentlemen to have more slaves.

But brother, I think disaster will happen, and if disaster happens, it will be real turmoil.

And this is our chance to enter the Central Plains, brother! "

Zhao Hua talked with great enthusiasm, and his eyes shone with enthusiasm.

"Brother, I learned how to control beasts from the Ouyang family. I am learning to control those monster snakes. These can become our strength."

Song Cheng watched his family become sworn brothers.

This was the first time he knew that his brother had such great ambitions.

However, his ambition is not in the world, not in the struggle for hegemony, not in the pursuit of becoming the short-lived but gorgeous fireworks, nor in the struggle to leave a name in history and see himself in the history books thousands of years later.

He glanced at the leather snow bunny on the window sill.

Zhao Hua followed his gaze, his expression became sad, and then he said: "Brother, let me try it. If I capture the city, you can all move in."

Song Cheng said lightly: "No."

Zhao Hua:.

Song Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said: "The Northland is remote and there are many ghost servants around, so others won't covet you.

As long as Hanping Prefecture develops steadily, grows more fields, and raises more children, it will be a country within a country.

The army must remain to protect this country and our home.

And you are my brother, and I don’t want to watch you break into the meat grinder in the South.

You only have one life, if you die, there is no more. "

Zhao Hua sighed and said, "Yes, brother."

In early spring, the ice and snow are thawing, and the rivers are surging.

The canal continues to be dug.

Fortunately, the Northland has been almost completely open in the past two years, and now even if the ghost servants are roaming around, it will not have much impact.

At this time, Donghai Prefecture and Feng Prefecture were busy.

The emperor was full of enthusiasm for "promoting the canal". Even in such a worldly situation, he still sent more manpower in the hope that the north and south would be smooth as soon as possible.

Among the six towns, many people who were dispersed to two states were naturally sent to dig canals.

On both sides of the canal, there were constant calls and shouts.

At the end of one of its remote tributaries, the water was a little abnormal.

It was deep and dark, as if no light could penetrate it, and it had a strange black color.

If someone approached, they would find that the black color was not the color of the river water, but that there were many dense and twisted water plants in the deep water.

But if that person walked to the river and looked down carefully, they would find that it was not water plants at all, but hair.

Very long hair.

Women's hair.

This hair came from the riverbed, just like the black smoke rising up, as if it wanted to escape.

But it couldn't escape.

If someone jumped into the river and dived to the bottom of the river, they could see a strange and creepy scene:

There were many corpses at the bottom of the river, and these corpses were pale, with water flowing in their eyes and noses.

They were driven by the water flow, as if they were alive, desperately grabbing those black hairs with resentment.

In the middle of the corpse, a woman in green sat quietly, grabbing the black hair that wanted to escape and thrusting it into her head one by one.

Every time she thrusted, a great cold would erupt around her

If that person was still a normal human, even if he was in the Qi realm, he would die immediately after suffering the aftermath of this cold.

This was simply a forbidden area for the living.

After eating Nana, Ating came to play with his father again, but found that his father was not there, so he anxiously babbled, "Daddy."

Miss An said, "Daddy is busy outside."

In order to make Hanping Prefecture more solid, Song Cheng not only trained the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and the Spear and Shield Soldiers, but also trained all the soldiers in the prefecture, even the militiamen who "usually farmed and could temporarily go up".

In short, he wanted to train to the point where he would be a large army wherever he appeared.

With such a solid foundation, if any terrible monster came later, he would have the strength to fight.

Ating's mouth shrank.

Miss An smiled again and said, "Mom will accompany you."

A Ting became happy again, waving her hands and trying to get the leather snow rabbit on the window sill.

An Chenyu picked it up, looked at the thread, and smiled, "Your father's craftsmanship is quite good."

A Ting wanted to catch it.

An Chenyu said, "It's cold."

A Ting waved her hands into a windmill.

An Chenyu said helplessly, "Then hold it."

A Ting continued to wave her hands.

An Chenyu handed her the leather snow rabbit.

A Ting held it in both hands, and her pair of clear, black and white cute eyes stared at the leather snow rabbit with great concentration, saying, "Rabbit, rabbit"

As she was saying it, she kissed it with a "Mm-ah".

An Chenyu hurriedly pulled it away.

Children have delicate skin, and they will get sick if they stick to it with ice like this.

Then, she smiled and said, "Let's let Tutu look after the house, and I'll take you to see your brother. Maybe the little sister of the Zhao family will be there too. Ating is the big sister."

"Big sister" Ating still looked at Tutu reluctantly.

An Chenyu put the leather snow rabbit back on the window sill, and then carried Ating to the next room to find Tong Niangzi.

Song Cheng was busy all day and returned from the training ground north of his home.

The soldiers he trained today were the city defense soldiers who came here from several city gates.

And because he trained a variety of soldiers, but after the army was trained, it was commanded by other generals, so. Whether it was a soldier or a general, they would respectfully salute him and call him, "Sir."

Ying'er drove the car, and Song Cheng took a detour to buy some snacks for his little cotton-padded jacket at home.

As a result, when he pulled open the curtain, he saw that at least one-third of the flags on a street in the downtown area were the An family's.

He sat in the car and asked Ying'er to buy some candy.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and the bamboo tiles of the shops on the street rustled.

The sound of horse hooves was heard hurriedly.

He lifted the curtain and looked far away, and identified the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

Looking again, he saw that the general leading the group was Zhao Hua.

Zhao Hua was followed by several unfamiliar lieutenants, but those lieutenants had a high favorability towards him, at least 85.

In addition, there were some warriors that Song Cheng was quite familiar with, probably from the martial arts school that had followed him all the way from Shanghe County, and the confidants that Zhao Hua had accepted in the city.

He was Zhao Hua's eldest brother.

And Zhao Hua was also the eldest brother of many people.

Suddenly, many people on the street started talking about it.

"General Zhao has gone out of the city again to kill the ghost servants."

"Thanks to General Zhao, the area around the prefecture is now safe."

"The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry is really powerful. Now they have cleared the ghost servants and almost no damage has been done. It's a pity that the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry is not recruiting people, otherwise my child would also like to go."

Song Cheng lowered the curtain again.

Hua Zi has fallen in love with the feeling of leading the troops.

That's right, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry can be said to be an "invincible army". It feels very refreshing to "integrate" with such an army, just like becoming a "superman".

Although Hua Zi can't see the data, he can feel the power of the troops.

The more he controls the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry like his hands and feet, the more powerful he feels.

At this time, Hua Zi wanted to go south but couldn't. He was enjoying leading the troops around.

At this time, Ying'er came back after buying candy. She wanted to say, "Son-in-law, General Zhao's prestige may be greater than yours", but she didn't say it when the words came to her lips.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the upper class, Zhao Hua is far inferior to Song Cheng, and Zhao Hua himself thinks so.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, General Zhao, who led 3,000 cavalrymen to clear the way and wipe out the ghost servants outside the city, is the pillar of their peace of mind.

Song Cheng said, "Go home."

Ying'er responded and drove away.

After returning home, Song Cheng peeled off the candy wrapper and was about to give it to Xiao Mian'ao, but was glared at by Miss An. When he wanted to give it to Xiao An, Tong Niangzi rolled her eyes again and again.

Helplessly, Song Cheng shared the candy with Ling'er and Ying'er

The life of the immortals is so leisurely.

A few days later.

One night, Madam Zhushan sent a message through the skull Pisces pendant, saying that she hoped to let Yuan Biye and Yuan Shouyu return to the barbarians.

The two hostages were originally left in the city to ensure the safety of Madam Zhushan.

Madam Zhushan said so, and Hanping Prefecture naturally had no objection.

However, after knowing that they were going back to the barbarians, Yuan Biye and Yuan Shouyu visited Song Cheng more frequently and asked him seriously.

And the weather began to warm up officially.

The ice and snow melted

The ice and snow in the leather snow rabbit also melted.

The water oozed out drop by drop from the stitches.

However, no one cared about it.

A Ting liked the rabbit, and it was a special decoration to have it on the window sill.

So, the ice and snow melted and melted.

One night, it melted completely, and the seeping water formed a small puddle under the rabbit.

The moonlight was pale, and under the light, the water flow seemed to have supernatural power, climbing up along the rabbit's skin until it was completely wrapped.

The painted eyes on the rabbit's face suddenly jumped, and the eyeballs rolled around.

It seemed to be alive.

In the room, Song Cheng was sleeping soundly with the little cotton jacket.

Suddenly, the little cotton jacket opened her eyes.

As if they had a telepathic connection, Song Cheng also woke up and looked into the little cotton jacket's eyes.

Before he spoke, the little cotton jacket said first: "Door, door, open."

Song Cheng was extremely confused, and when he looked in the direction of the door, his sight "passed" through the door and actually showed two lines of data.

[Strength: 0~0]

[Favorability: 100]

Song Cheng was confused.

Where did the ordinary people with 100 favorability come from in this inner courtyard?

How did Xiao Mian'ao know that there was someone outside the door?

So, he got up and opened the door.

There was nothing outside the door.

He looked down again, but saw a leather bunny looking up at him.

The bunny's eyes were still painted with ink, and they were rolling around at this time, looking at him.

The moonlight was bleak, and this scene was extremely strange, making people feel cold physically and mentally.

The rabbit's mouth made a "clicking" sound, and suddenly tore apart, shouting strangely: "Diaodiao."

Song Cheng:.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Mian'ao, but found that the color of the data on Xiao Mian'ao's head had not changed, it was just black like a normal person.

"Daddy." Ating shouted, his voice was childish.

"Diao, diao" the leather bunny shouted, his voice was hoarse.

Two different voices intertwined, Song Cheng looked at the strange rabbit again, and then he found a very light red in the color of its head.

Song Cheng looked at the rabbit coldly and said, "Who are you?"

He did not doubt that it was A Ting who made it.

But he could not confirm it.

In this case, he would rather be safe.

The rabbit did not speak, but A Ting behind him shouted in a baby voice: "Daddy, I, it's me."

The leather rabbit also shouted: "Daddy, it's me."

As the leather rabbit spoke, it jumped in the moonlight, and every time the leather landed, it would make a "pa ji pa ji" sound.

It was cute and eerie.

The next day.

Song Cheng accompanied Xiao Mian'ao to paint again.

But this time, his purpose of accompanying her to paint was no longer simple, but with the idea of ​​"verification".

Xiao Mian'ao was very talented in painting. After painting the rabbit, she seemed to think that the rabbit was boring, so she started to paint something else.

Today, she painted a bird.

The bird was frozen to death in the snow. After Song Cheng dug it out, she saw it and stared at it for a long time.

Then she started to work.

One stroke on the left, one stroke on the right.

Drawing and drawing, a "mirror bird" was soon drawn.

"Dad."

The little cotton jacket held the painted leather high.

Song Cheng skillfully cut it open and sewed it.

Halfway through the sewing, the little cotton jacket shouted: "Snow, snow."

Song Cheng said: "There is no snow, then... how about adding water."

Immediately, he took water from the well, poured it into the leather, and then sewed it carefully.

The little cotton jacket held the leather bird and said happily: "Little bird, fly, fly."

Song Cheng clearly felt that the leather flying bird "came to life", and two lines of data suddenly appeared, one line was "[Strength: 0~0]", and the other line was "[Favorable: 100]". The originally dull ink eyeballs also rolled around, and then spread their wings and flew up, but after flapping their wings twice, they fell from the air with a "slap".

Ating pursed his lips and said sadly: "Little bird, don't fly, don't fly."

The bird stepped on the ground with its claws, took steps that didn't recognize its relatives, and kept spreading its wings. But it just couldn't fly.

The little rabbit next to it was also running anxiously.

Song Cheng was stunned to watch this scene.

He picked up the bird and the rabbit, took Ating back to the house, and then went to the next door to call An Chenyu.

An Chenyu was helping Tong Niangzi take care of the baby. At this time, he was inexplicably called back. He felt a little strange in his heart. When he opened the door and looked inside, he saw the father and daughter sitting upright, like statues.

Song Cheng's expression was serious, and Ating was aggrieved.

Song Cheng's left and right hands were tightly holding two small leather animals: a rabbit and a bird.

An Chenyu couldn't help laughing and said, "What happened?"

She closed the door, walked over quickly, squatted down slightly, fiddled with A Ting's little hand, and said with a smile, "Did Daddy take your toy?"

Song Cheng didn't say anything.

He let go of his hand.

The rabbit jumped to the ground with a "pop", and so did the bird.

An Chenyu was stunned and said, "Xiao Song, are you really angry with the child? Why did you throw the child's toys?"

Her voice became longer and longer, and her eyes widened in surprise, reflecting the rabbit and the bird running happily, shouting in a hoarse and strange voice: "Mom, Mom"