Chapter 119: [Second] Puff

The nine-year empire's New Year's holiday has a total of five days. Each planet, each continent, and each city has local customs and practices, and these things are shared through the Star Network, so these five days of excitement are really not fun. less.
When Yang Yang came downstairs, he saw an interactive gala live broadcast in the living room-this is the official sponsor of the Nine Empires. Each planet has a venue, which is quite large.
A little Yang Yang originally meant the Spring Festival Gala in the world.
But in the living room there were only Abel and Heshu, Amber and Youma. Yang Yang was a little strange, but before he asked, He Shu saw him, and immediately smiled: "Yang Yang is here."
Yang Yang froze, and he seemed to smile too warmly.
However, before he thought about it, he saw that the other three elders also came over.
Abel beckoned Yang Yang diligently: "Sit and sit."
Mom poured a cup of hot tea and put it in Yang Yang's hands. "Little lady, warm your hands."
Amber took a soft pillow and put it on the sofa: "Little lady is more comfortable leaning like this."
Yang Yang: "……………………"
No, he doesn't know what they know, he doesn't know anything.
Yang Yang's face was a little red, thanked after taking the tea cup, and then began to install ostriches.
If you let him know that Archibald is forcing him, he must let Archibald roll to the baby room to sleep tonight!
Seeing Yang Yang's embarrassment, He Shu rarely found her teasing thoughts and said, "Don't worry, the Leicester people are not easy to conceive, and they should not be pregnant immediately."
Yang Yang: "..."
No, I'm not thinking about it, I beg you, let this topic go.
Seeing Yang Yang's ears were a little red, He Shu smiled and ended the crop, and introduced Yang Yang to the interactive live broadcast.
Yang Yang gradually relaxed and looked at it for a while before remembering: "Right, children?"
At this time, those little guys had been out for a long time.
He Shu: "Monta came over in the morning and picked up the children, saying that she would take them out to play in the playground. Ruo Hong also followed."
Yang Yang said "Oh" and quieted down again.
Before lunch, Archibald came from the training room, his sweat was so hot that he could feel his heat when he approached.
As soon as Archibald came in, his eyes locked on Yang Yang for the first time, and then he went straight to Yang Yang.
Before the person arrives, the tail stretches over and wraps Yang Yang's waist.
Archibald: "Sleeping well? Are you uncomfortable?"
Yang Yang: "..."
OK, this guy is swaggering.
Yang Yang smiled, "You go to the baby room tonight."
Archibald: "... ????"
At this time, Yaqing also came over.
Yaqing's face didn't look good, and Aber frowned slightly. "Yaqing, aren't you comfortable?"
Ya Qing's eyes were dumbfounded. When she heard that, she looked at Abel and shook her head.
After speaking, Yaqing glanced at Yang Yang again, and then quickly recovered her gaze.
Yang Yang didn't understand what Yaqing was thinking, maybe he was embarrassed, maybe he was guilty. But no matter what he thinks, Yang Yang's decision will not change. In the matter of medicine, Archibald's parents should have the right to know.
So after lunch, Yang Yang offered to talk to He Shu and Abel.
When Yang Yang said this, he did not avoid Yaqing.
Yaqing heard Yang Yang's words and guessed what Yang Yang would say. His body shuddered nervously, and he didn't dare look at it, but instead ran away and walked away from the restaurant.
Abel saw Yaqing's response, and he had a vague feeling about Yang Yang's words.
...
Study room on the second floor.
There were only Abel, He Shu, and Yang Yang in the room. — Archibald went to the training room after dinner.
The matter is simple and can be made clear in a few words. Yang Yang said the whole thing in less than three minutes.
But after three minutes, there was a long silence in the study.
Abel's mood was a little fortunate, but also very heavy.
He was fortunate that Yaqing was not the mysterious person behind the village, and he was also fortunate that Yaqing did not do anything to Bird; but Bird ’s medicine, although he did n’t know it, could not change the fact that it affected the lives of villagers.
Abel sighed and asked, "Does Bird know about this?"
Yang Yang nodded; "When I spoke to Uncle Yaqing, he heard it."
Abel was so nervous that he knew his son, even if he was one of the victims, but he would never feel good about it.
But Abel calmed down quickly-judging by Bird's performance today, his mood didn't seem to be suppressed or lost by this incident.
Abel thought for a while, and gave Yang Yang a deep look: "Tough work for you."
Yang Yang: "........."
No, I know what you think, not what you think!
However, Yang Yang couldn't explain to Abel them about this kind of bedtime, and in the end he could only recognize the touching thing of
sacrifice the ego and save Byrd
.
After Yang Yang was silent for a moment, he turned the topic away.
Yang Yang: "I think Uncle Yaqing's mood may be a little bit wrong. Is he about to get sick?"
Abel shook his head: "His illness is more like He Shu. He is mostly cowardly and rarely has manic episodes. Even if the episodes are not serious, intermediate-grade manic inhibitors can solve it."
With that, Abel sighed.
"His heart is sick.-I'll talk to him."
Since Yang Yang knew about Ya Qing's accidental death and death of her sister and sister, she has tolerated a lot of abnormal behaviors of Ya Qing, so she said nothing more when she heard what she said.
Yang Yang: "Then I'll go down first. I'll cook some porridge for my father at night."
He Shu smiled and nodded: "Boil more, eat yourself."
Yang Yang: "..."
Yang Yang: "Okay."
Yang Yang didn't have any other arrangements, and there were very few people in the manor house today, so he suddenly seemed very busy.
But letting Yang Yang lie down or sit down again, he was not happy-although it didn't hurt, it was still a little uncomfortable.
After thinking about it, Yang Yang decided to take a look at the "test field" that he had entered into the Cold Palace.
Nowadays, several places in the manor are being cultivated-in the words of Abel, empty and empty, it is better to build another villa and prepare for the children when they grow up; since the villas are all repaired, then repair them by the way An outdoor playground; since such a large area is reclaimed, by the way, the door to the villa is also rebuilt into a garden.
After all, in Yang's future imagination, Yang Yang and Archibald had to fight for at least five grandchildren.
Of course, Yang Yang advised the old father not to have much hope.
After all, the taste of fissure he didn't want to feel anymore in recent years.
Having said that, Yangyang's experimental field has now been surrounded by the area of ​​cleared gardens.
Responsible for the reclamation tasks are smart housekeepers and robots, which are now almost tossing. For the rest of the design and planting, you need to ask someone to do it after the annual leave.
There are still some machinery parked in the area that is being reclaimed, and some stones to be used later are piled up, which is a bit messy.
Yang Yang carefully entered the test field. All the spirit plants were planted in it, some of which were cultivated in the soul cube, and some of them used the soil in the soul cube.
After Yang Yang established a relationship with Archibald, he didn't care much about these plants. But Amber has helped record the plant data, which is not a waste.
Soul essence plants grow slowly, and most of them now only pump two palm-high seedlings, but they look pretty good.
Yang Yang looked around for a while, and the current results are similar to what he thought—the soul essence plants that were bred in the soul cube and cultivated with the soil of the soul cube have grown much better.
When Yang Yang was seeing God, he suddenly heard the sound of crickets coming from behind him.
Yang Yang froze, retracted the soul power vision and looked back.
There were no other people or started machines around, behind Yang Yang was a withered weed, and stones were piled up. I could not see what was inside.
That's where the sound came from.
Yang Yang's brow frowned slightly. It sounded like a big thing. Is it a mouse? ?
When Yang Yang was wondering, the voice was close at hand, and then Yang Yang shook with the haystack less than a meter away.
Shake ... shake ... continue to shake.
Yang Yang: "..."
Stuck inside? ?
Yang Yang waited for another minute or so, the haystack was still shaking, but I could barely see the size of the thing.
It's almost the size of a small dog.
Yang Yang thought about it, picked up a stick, reached over and dialed the haystack.
The stick pried open the tangled hay pile on the outer layer, and then a caramel-colored thing rolled out of it and fluttered to the ground.
Yang Yang was startled and backed up a little before he looked down.
It was a small slap-like animal with almost Archibald, covered with caramel-colored fur, looking very fluffy, peculiar soft fur.
Its tail is very long, about three centimeters longer than its own body; its limbs are very short and stubby, looking at the four round cylinders.
Probably fell, the little guy fluttered on the ground for a while, and climbed up on his short legs. As a result, the cub's head was too big and unbalanced, and he just stood up and fell to the ground again, his feet turned to the sky .
Yang Yang saw it now, it looks like a leopard. If you change colors and add streaks, it looks like a little snow leopard.
It was furry, chubby, and had a fluffy long tail. The four claws were large and the pink meat pad was very obvious.
Yang Yang: "..."
What a fairy cute!
"Ok!"
The little boy rolled over and saw Yang Yang, and immediately opened his mouth and made a loud voice.
It sounded pretty happy.
And it also revealed its gums-shiny, toothless.
No teeth, that rounding is no threat.
Yang Yang's hands were very itchy, and for the time being he didn't care what kind of beast cub might be-anyway, the manor was tightly guarded, and no large beast could come in.
Yang Yang squatted in front of the little guy, first he gently pestered its belly with a stick.
The little guy was stabbed in the stomach, the four meat pads didn't pop out their claws, and after patting for a moment, they also spread out their limbs, and they looked like "knead me".
Yang Yang looked at it and was very worried: "You must not live three episodes in humans and nature."
Little guy: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang: "... what are you doing, inattentive."
Little guy: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang shook her head and tentatively stretched out her hand: "I touch it, just touch it. If you catch me, I will shave you."
Little guy: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang: "That's all right."
Little guy: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang was happy, dropped the stick, reached out and touched the little guy's belly.
He first poked tentatively, the little guy didn't mean to attack, but his tail and claws were shaking, a sense of urgency to be smooth.
Yang Yang pouted, and then put the entire palm on the guy's belly.
The little boy reacted this time-its tail rolled up and caught Yang Yang's wrist.
Yang Yang: "..."
This action is a bit familiar.
Yang Yang flashed something inexplicably in his heart, but too fast, he didn't catch it.
The kid's fur is very soft and feels quite comfortable. Yang Yang was addicted, and went back and forth to play.
Then he found that looking at the caramel-colored hair, the bottom half was white. As soon as the finger was pressed, the caramel-colored hair fell, revealing a dense white, as thin and soft as cream.
Yang Yang smiled: "You look like a leopard-shaped puff."
Little guy: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang smiled: "Then call you a puff. How can I support you? Puff?"
Puff: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang: "Your cry is really ... Sheep Puff."
Puff: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang: "Sheep Bubble."
Puff: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang: "Sheep pickled."
Puff: "Huh! ... Huh?"
"Haha."
Yang Yang laughed loudly, then stretched his arms around the little guy's back neck and lifted it.
Puffs, like cats, were struck by the fate of their back necks, and their limbs were pinched immediately, with their tails hung neatly.
Yang Yang patted the dirt on his body, and then scooped in his hand: "You're quite heavy."
When I looked at the little guy before flattening, it was a rectangular length and width, and Yang Yang thought it was a visual effect of hair. But I found out that this little guy is really strong.
That is, the belly is nagging.
Yang Yang: "Are you hungry, puff?"
Puff: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang: "Shall I get you something to eat?"
Puff: "Hmm!"
Yang Yang: "Stewed you, okay?"
Puff: "... ????"
Yang Yang was happy: "Oh, kind of clever, so don't stew."
Puff: "Hmm!"