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Chapter 4401 Dwarf

The black shadow is only about the height of a four-year-old child, and the skin all over his body is a mossy green color with large and small folds.

She has green hair that is as messy and twisted as seaweed, and is a little darker than her skin.

There is also a turtle-like carapace on its back, which is green and turns black.

There are also wrinkles on his face, giving him an old look.

His eyelids were drooped, and a sparse beard grew on his chin.



The child opened his eyes wide.

He subconsciously took a step back.

Then I felt a little embarrassed.

Looking wet all over...Grandpa?

The child murmured in his heart.

Is this old man a dwarf?



The child has seen a dwarf.

There is a family in his community who are dwarfs.

Just like the old grandfather in front of me, he is obviously an adult...

But he is shorter than this little kid.

but……

The dwarf he saw didn't have green hair.

But it's the same black hair as him.



Did grandpa dye his hair?

I also dyed my hair green...

So conspicuous.

But the old man obviously didn't take care of his hair carefully.

Otherwise, grandpa's hair wouldn't be such a mess.

besides…..

Why is grandpa’s skin the same color as his hair?

How can someone have green skin?

The child didn't understand very much.

He knows there is black skin.

But the green one...

ah!

The child thought of it.

Hulk!

But grandpa is not the Hulk either.

Grandpa is so young...

He doesn't look strong or powerful at all...

Can you defeat the bad guys?



Well……

Grandpa, right?

The child was confused again.

Could it be...

It's the retired Hulk!

An idea flashed in the child's mind.



"Grandpa, are you the Hulk?"

The child couldn't help but ask.



"Grandpa" kept looking at the child.

Watch the child approach it.

Watch the child step back.

Look at the child's face with a look of surprise and confusion.



Hulk?

"Grandpa" tilted his head slightly.

What is that?



Isn't it?

The child was a little disappointed.

Sure enough it's not.

He said that the old man was nothing like the Hulk.

Except for the green skin.

Hmm.

And green hair?

The Hulk's hair doesn't seem to be that long...



Then why does Grandpa have green hair and skin?

…..

The child was very confused.

He couldn't help but take a step forward.

I want to take a closer look at the old man’s green skin and green hair.



ah!

The child found that he had forgotten one thing...

The child quickly approached the grandfather.

Then he put his umbrella on the old man's head.

He saw...

"Grandpa!"

The child exclaimed, "What's on your back?!"



"Grandpa" turned around.

It glanced at the child's back lightly.

…..

The child turned his head subconsciously.

behind him...

oh!

It's his schoolbag.



ah.

The child understands.

"Grandpa, is this your schoolbag?"

The child was surprised and found it very novel.

"Your schoolbag is so special."

"Like..."

The child tilted his head and looked carefully.

"A turtle shell!"

The child thought of it.



How could someone carry a turtle shell?

That's not the same as a turtle...

There is something new about the child.

Before today, he had only seen turtle-shaped schoolbags.

I have never seen a schoolbag with just a turtle shell.

So special.



No.

Not only is this turtle shell schoolbag special...

This grandpa is special in every way.



The child has never seen such a special dwarf grandfather.

The dwarf he met before was an aunt.

Apart from height, there is nothing special about him.

Both hair and skin are the same as those of ordinary people.

But this old man...

It seems...everything is different from ordinary people?



The child was confused.

He was a little uneasy.

But the education he had received made it difficult for him to leave alone when an old man got caught in the rain.

He stiffened.

There was a bit of a dilemma for a while.

He regretted seeing this old man...

If not...



The child suddenly thought of the reason why he found this old grandfather...

He heard a strange voice.

Said...

An inexplicable word.

He heard it.

What is it...

The child tries hard to search his memory.

Something happened not long ago...

He won't forget it...



ah?!

The child hit himself on the head hard.

He remembered!



this time……

Wasn’t this done by an old man!?



What's the meaning?

The joy of remembering it quickly disappeared.

The child fell into doubt again.



"Grandpa..."

The child who couldn't figure it out planned to ask the grandfather directly.

"What did you just say?"

"What didn't you do?"



"Grandpa" slowly raised his eyes.

It looked at the umbrella above.

There was a hint of disgust in his eyes.



"Move away."



ah?

The child was confused again.

What?



"Move your umbrella."



This time the words are very clear.

The child became increasingly confused.

Why?

"Is it raining now?"

The child looks out of the umbrella.

The rain was pouring down.

There are no signs of reduction.

If you take away the umbrella, won't the old man suddenly become a drowned rat?

Well……

The old man seems to have become a drowned rat just now.

Is it because of this...

Grandpa, why don't you just break the jar and stop using the umbrella?



"I like rain."

"Grandpa" grinned.

"Don't block my rain."



Why…….

is that so?

But……

"You'll catch a cold if you get wet."

"I'll get sick."

"It's going to be hard."

The child did not remove his umbrella.

He spoke of his own understanding.

"Grandpa, you can't stop holding an umbrella just because you like the rain."

"This will make you sick."

The child is serious.

"It's hard to be sick."



"Old people don't get sick."

"Grandpa" saw that the child did not take away the umbrella, so he left the area covered by the umbrella.



"Why?!"

The child was startled.

"Grandpa!"

"You'll get sick!"



"Grandpa" shook his head.

"Old people don't get sick."

"Do you want to know what the old man said before?"



The child's attention was immediately attracted.

"What?"

"I heard what you said."

"What does it mean?"



"Grandpa" stood in the rain.

Water mist surrounds it.



"Mother."

The tender voice of a child came from not far away.

"What is that brother doing?"

"Are you talking to yourself?"



The child followed the sound and looked.

It is a child wearing a yellow raincoat and yellow rain boots.

The little girl held her mother's hand and tilted her head to look in his direction.

he:……

He was a little puzzled.

What?

Is he talking to himself?

He was obviously talking to grandpa.

The child doesn't understand why the little girl said that?


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