Seeing success in sight, Mother Guo fragmented the piece again and again, and all efforts went to zero. Zhang Zi'an and Guo Dongyue were so tight that they almost vomited blood.

How to do? Try again?

They asked each other with their eyes, all waiting for each other's reply. In terms of emotion, this matter should be done by Guo Dongyue, but he couldn't control his emotions when facing his mother, and could only hope in Zhang Zi'an.

Zhang Zi'an sighed helplessly, always feeling on the thief boat. He has a self-knowledge. The success just now was pure fluke. Guo Dongyue's expectations rested on his shoulders like three mountains, making it difficult for him to say no. On the other hand, when he saw Mother Guo's appearance, he would always think of his mother and compare his heart to his heart. If his mother suffered from illness, he would also like others to help.

Therefore, he repeated the trick and laughed: "I am a bird enthusiast ..."

"I'm not asking this." Mother Guo's smile cooled, and she stood up from the sofa and said bluntly, "I'm asking how do you get into my house? Who opened the door for you? If you don't leave, I will The police! "

Zhang Zi'an beeped in his heart, and the style of painting was different each time. What should I do?

"No, no, we are good people." He raised his hands and said he was not malicious.

"Good guy? How could a good guy break into a house?" Mother Guo's voice was getting louder and louder. "Can't you go? I'll call someone if I don't?"

Aunt Bai heard the voice come out of the kitchen in a hurry, held her aside, and persuaded, "My old sister-in-law, don't shout, they are not outsiders."

Mrs. Guo stared at Aunt Bai's face for several seconds before she recognized her, "Swallow?"

Aunt Bai nodded with a bitter smile. "In this building, the old sister-in-law called me that."

"Swallow, who are they? Your friends?" Mother Guo pointed at Zhang Zi'an and Guo Dongyue.

Aunt Bai is not as responsive as Zhang Zi'an, and was asked open-mouthed. She wanted to say that it was your son and your son's friend, but in this way, she would end up in an endless loop of death. .

She bit her head and said, "Yes, it's my friend."

"What are they doing? Why did they bring them to my house?" Mother Guo asked one after another.

"This ..." When Aunt Bai was at a loss, seeing Zhang Zi'an pointing to the cage, he said deliberately, "Old sister, they came to see your parrot."

"Parrot?" Mother Guo also saw the bird cage, and before everyone responded, she seized it from Guo Dongyue, holding it in her arms like a baby, and rebuked sharply, "You dare to steal my parrot! I am not No alarm! "

The three of them didn't have any mantras anymore, they could only stand in embarrassment. Look at me, look at you ... until now, you can only wait for Mother Guo to break the film again. However, things did not go as expected, Mother Guo may be too angry, pointing at Guo Dongyue and Zhang Zi'an incessantly counting down and scolding them as **** dogs, really treating them as thieves.

The last one to enter was Zhang Zi'an. When he just came in, he just hid the door, and with a squeak, the door was gently pushed open, and a golden-colored cat stepped into the room. It's another. Fina walked in blankly, holding a few sheets of paper in her mouth.

Seeing Fina carrying the paper, Zhang Zi'an Petite was shocked. He even wondered whether those pieces of paper were the original stock subscription certificate of which super company-what else could it make Jie Ji willing? How many sheets?

Fina's sense of existence was so strong that even Mother Guo stopped chattering, looked at it in surprise, and said a few seconds later, "This ... where is this cat?"

"It's my cat, I brought it." Zhang Zi'an said, squeezing his eyes at Fina, meaning what exactly are you holding?

Fina ignored him.

Mother Guo was even more angry. "Wow, you bring cats, are you trying to make cats eat my parrot?"

Zhang Zi'an simply did not explain, because the explanation was unclear, and because the explanation was useless, she could only continue to wait for her to lose this small memory, and then restart it, just like S / L Dafa when playing games-although listening It's ridiculous, but it's a true tragedy.

"Get out! Get your cat out!" She held the bird cage tighter. The shouts were sharp, and the two red-faced parrots in the cage shrank into the corners of the cage, snuggling together.

Guo Dongyue closed her eyes in pain. Her mother was a well-educated person. She would never say such vulgar words. Alzheimer's disease changed her personality.

Zhang Zi was relieved that she was going to be bad. If she was told to go out in person, Yiffin's character would definitely be furious. Even he came up with the idea to just leave and get away. Just in case, he was blocked between Fina and Mother Guo, for fear that Fina would attack her in anger.

Unexpectedly, Fina didn't seem angry, but just opened her mouth calmly and let a few pieces of paper fall to the ground, then she glanced at Guo's mother, leaving her tail to leave without concern.

Zhang Zi'an stooped to pick up the pieces of paper and found that it was nothing more than a child's graffiti, or a picture diary.

The first picture is a little boy holding a flower and running to his house. The bottom is crookedly written: Today's mother's birthday.

Zhang Zi'an turned to the second picture. The scene was changed to an interior. A woman in a skirt was sitting at the table, holding the flower just now, with the words: Mom is very happy, kua, I am a good child.

Probably because there is not much literacy, the word "boast" is replaced by pinyin.

Zhang Zi'an turned to the third picture, and the little boy stood straight in front of the woman. An oval frame representing the content of the speech was extended from his mouth. The dialog box was written "ci_mu xian, you son ..." "

The text below the picture is: The teacher asked us to send this song to mother nian on mother's birthday, mother Zhu happy birthday!

The lines and text on the crayon drawings have been blurred and can only be barely recognized, as if witnessing the passage of time.

Zhang Zi'an read these three sheets several times and handed them to Guo Dongyue, "Is this poem? When you were in the corner corner kindergarten, did the teacher let you read this poem on your mother's birthday? ? "

Guo Dongyue took the paper and looked at it again and again several times, his lips squirmed gently, and he meditated on the text on the picture. When he heard Zhang Zi'an reading this poem to Xiao Celery in a pet shop, somewhere in his heart seemed to be touched, like a small stone rolled off the top of the mountain. But the memory fell asleep for too long, like the clothes pressed under the bottom of the box, all over the wrinkles, no longer the original appearance, and at that time he was anxious to choose a parrot, had no time to reflect carefully, and regretfully missed it.

However, Goddess of Destiny gave him a second chance. He sent the golden cat as a messenger to bring a picture diary of a child who stayed in the kindergarten ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ ironing the wrinkles of memory like an iron, making him remember again From childhood. That ’s right, he also recited this poem to his mother on his mother ’s birthday at that time. Although he was very young at the time, he did n’t have any special feeling about this poem. After memorizing, his mother embraced him, and he shyly pushed his mother away and ran away ...

When Guo Dongyue was immersed in the past reveries, Zhang Zi'an had quietly left the room, squatting with Fina in the hallway outside the door, watching the children's graffiti on the wall, and no one spoke for a moment.

After a while, an impatient cry from the Snow Lion came downstairs: "Meow meow, are you okay, Your Majesty?"

"Go down here," Fina responded with just the right volume, then stepped down the stairs.

When it stepped down to the first level, Zhang Zi'an's voice came from behind him: "Shiny thing?"

Fina paused, but said nothing, stepping proudly and steadfastly.

It is Finaparis XIII, the guardian of the immortal kingdom, and does not need to explain its will to mortals.