Chapter 188: "Pig" on the palm 12

Chapter 188 "Pig" on the palm 12
In this way, Rabbit Jing and Yan Zhengya, named Tan Yueyue, lived with Mao Maozhu and became members of Taoism.
Yan Zhengya was thankful that she had taken in the rabbit spirit more than once.
Tan Yueyue is very diligent, wakes up every morning to boil hot water, cooks, cleans and washes clothes.
The most important thing is the food he cooked, so delicious that Yan Zhengya was about to cry.
After eating, Mao Maozhu spins around Yan Zhengya's feet.
"What's wrong?" Yan Zhengya hugged Fluffy Pig.
Fluffy pig arched his back, looked at it solemnly, and understood. The hair on the pig's body is a bit long and has not been taken care of, and it is a bit knotted in some places.
Yan Zhengya went to find a comb, intending to comb all the fur on the furry pig.
After only combing, the Fluffy Pig screamed.
"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong." Yan Zhengya quickly rubbed Fluffy Pig's back, and he combed it with brute force, causing Fluffy Pig to hurt. Looking at the black hairs curled up in a ball, Yan Zhengya thought about it and went to find a pair of scissors. "I'll just cut off these knots."
Yueyue stood by, hesitant to speak.
In Yueyue's tangled eyes, Yan Zhengya took the scissors and began to cut the fur.
"Ah, knot here, cut it off."
"Uneven, I'll cut it out too."
"No, it looks uneven here too, just cut it out together."
"It's a bit too much here, cut it out..."
Finally, Yan Zhengya held the scissors in her hand, silently looking at the pitted hairy pig that was cut in front of her, and then at the pig feathers on the ground.
Fluffy Pig stared at Yan Zhengya, with accusations in his small eyes.
"Ahaha, haha, this, there are a lot of hairs on the ground, these hairs are a little soft, otherwise we can use them to make combs." Yan Zhengya said dryly.
Fluffy Pig snorted angrily and slammed into Yan Zhengya's arms like a small cannonball. Dad is bad! Knock Dad away!
"What should I do now?" Yan Zhengya was a little distressed.
"Shave them all first, let me make a dress for Mao Maozhu." Yueyue said with a suffocated smile.
"Okay, then shave the furry pig's hair first." Yan Zhengya soothed the furry pig in her arms, "Hey, it's all my fault. Let's shave first, and the hair will be neat afterwards. what."
Yueyue quickly made Mao Maozhu a piece of old clothes that Yan Zhengya didn't wear. Put on the shaved furry pig quickly.
Snoring! It's not cold anymore.
Fluffy pigs are wearing clothes and go round happily.
Yan Zhengya looked at the happy Hairy Pig, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled, and said to Yueyue: "Thank you."
"Ah, no thanks, little things." Yueyue also smiled.
"Oh, winter is here, it's a little bit cold, I'll go buy some cotton-padded clothes. What do you need Yueyue?" Yan Zhengya asked, holding a piggy. I was thinking about it, buying some cotton and cloth, and making a small quilted jacket for the furry pig. Otherwise it's snowing and the furry pig's hair hasn't grown. It must be very cold.
"I'm not cold. I don't need it. I can buy some fish. I will make fish and eat hot pot." Yueyue thought for a while and said, "I will go to the mountain to get some other ingredients later."
"Good." Yan Zhengya's saliva was secreted as soon as he heard the hot pot.
Just when Yan Zhengya asked what other seasonings he needed to buy, a voice came from the door: "Is anyone there?"
(End of this chapter)