Seeing the fox running out happily and almost bumping into a person walking out of the corridor, Song Xi was a little puzzled.
Could it be that the fox followed her too closely before? Song Qing felt like a prey being targeted, and instinctively wanted to hide, but there was no way he could see her other side.
One day, suddenly that person stopped clinging to me, and I felt safe again. Only then could I look back at her original good side, and find that we were all of the same kind, and felt that we could still be friends.
Song Xi clicked on the webpage and read one question after another, and one answer after another.
Fox's answer was unique and to the point. He even gave a link-by-link strategy, tailoring a comprehensive and implementable plan for the person who asked the question.
Ingenious and ingenious, he deserves to be a master.
No wonder Song Xi's merits have increased by more than a thousand during this period. It turns out that people are grateful after solving their doubts. Not only did the fox receive this gratitude, but Song Xi, who created the conditions for the fox, also received it.
Later, there are new questions from new fans who came here.
Song Xi organized her words, wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again, but she still felt like she was scratching the surface. Finally, she wrote four big words: "Let's give it a beating." Only then did she feel that she had fully expressed her feelings, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
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She was so annoyed that she threw away the mouse and walked out.
Sure enough, this kind of meticulous work is still not suitable for me, Song Xi thought to herself.
However, she discovered a unique way to increase her merits.
I can't do it myself, but someone can. This IP is already somewhat famous and has been built, so I just need to hire someone.
Thinking about the people she knew besides the grandparents in the mountain village, there were also various poultry and livestock, and the only emotional blogger was still missing. She could only turn her hope to the fox, or persuade her to help.
Although grandparents also have rich life experience, their methods are probably similar to Song Xi's "give it a beating".
Simple, crude, and full of affection.
Seeing that Fox went to find Song Qing, he probably wouldn't have time to discuss other things with her for a while, so Song Xi returned to Grandma Zhang's house.
Feizhu and Grandma Zhang are transplanting pepper seedlings to another piece of land in the vegetable garden.
The pepper seedlings were already as tall as a chopstick. Grandma Zhang put two or three seedlings together, used two fingers to dig up a little soil in the rows of small pits, put the seedlings in, and pressed them tightly.
The flying pig was also busy digging holes, and a burst of dirt flew up, covering Grandma Zhang's head with dirt.
Seeing Song Xi coming back, Grandma Zhang patted the dirt in her hair and shouted: "Abao, come here quickly."
Song Xi ran over with a bump, rubbing around Grandma Zhang's feet.
Grandma Zhang took out a handful of fennel wrapped in leaves from her pocket, opened it and placed it on the ground. Each one was ripe and bright red.
"Eat quickly. If Xiaoha doesn't give it to him, I'll be spoiled."
The fruit tastes sour and sweet in your mouth, just like Song Xi's mood at the moment.
Grandma Zhang is now used to having a dog and a cat, and often one is missing for a few days, or the other is missing for a few days.
But she knows that as long as they are in this world, this is their home.
If one day they disappear, she will wish them a happy life from afar, just like grandma herself.
Just like the mother cat, she never came back after going out once. Later, Grandma Zhang saw her from a distance and called her. They looked at each other, and the mother cat turned away again. Maybe the fate was over, so let nature take its course.
Bar.
Song Xi now kind of likes the life of a cat.
Without mobile phones and TVs, without the pressure of survival, without the glasses pressing on the bridge of her nose, she felt that she was integrated with the whole world again.
In the past, I had to take care of my children and make money on my own with a mortgage.
While her husband was still alive, she didn't have to worry about her children and could concentrate on her work, earning a not-so-low salary. The house belonged to her parents-in-law.
I don’t understand the fussiness of the elderly.
Later, I bought a house by myself, and in order to pay for the monthly mortgage and living expenses, I did some freelance work at home in order to take care of my children.
She understood the feeling of trying her best to survive.
That kind of feeling can really make people feel disappointed in the world.
And many so-called chicken soups are probably because standing and talking do not cause back pain.
So later she understood Flying Pig and the joy of being a dog. Why should others work so hard for you? Who do you think you are?
Quietly listening to the sounds of frogs, the chirping of small insects, and the occasional barking of dogs in the rice fields outside the house, Song Xi stretched out contentedly.
Feizhu looked at Song Xi, as if he was hesitant to speak.
He wanted to tell her that every time he returned to reality, he went to the hospital to visit her and made arrangements for medical passport checks and other matters.
In the hospital, he looked at the strange yet familiar person and marveled at the wonders of the world.
He also went to her sister's place to visit her children and made proper arrangements for their lives.
He also understood that Song Xi wanted him to be free and did not want to trouble him.
I opened my mouth several times, but no words came out.
Song Xi had been observing him for a long time and couldn't help but express concern when he saw his expression of constipation.
“Can dogs also be constipated?”
"piss off."
"Is it really okay?"
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Feizhu asked.
"Oh, yes, that time we went to Xiao Li's place, I could hear the fox's heartbeat from far away. Is this the golden finger you gave me?" Song Xi expressed her doubts.
"It's not really a cheat, it's just a life-saving skill." Feizhu explained.
"Why can't I hear it anymore?".
"Because when you first came in, you and her were still antagonistic, so a little warning is enough."
"You will all become friends later, and she won't target you, so naturally you won't hear it anymore," Feizhu added.
“Why can’t everyone hear other people’s voices?”
"Then you are probably equivalent to staying in a duck farm 24 hours a day. Are you sure you want to?", and if I stay with you every day, it is not equivalent to Luoben.
Only a fool would do this. Feizhu was secretly glad that he had thought carefully.
Song Xi thought about that picture and felt it still made sense.
And why do I have to know what to think? It’s none of my business what others think. I just need to take action.
Not only the other party's actions, but also your own actions.
If Song Qing dealt with it in the same way as other mages, she would probably have to have a fierce battle with Fox. Even if she knew that she had begun to have a slight affection for Song Qing and Song Xi, it would not change the outcome of the final confrontation.
Your destiny is in your own hands, that's probably what it means.
Song Xi thought.
"You're still thoughtful." Song Xi gave a thumbs up with satisfaction.
After breakfast the next day, Fox, who was about to go find Song Qing, saw Song Xi coming in a hurry.
