"You can't leave."

The old man shouted, "Xiaojiu."

Feng Shu subconsciously thought he was calling him, so he looked over.

"It's not that I'm calling you, grandpa is calling me, I'm Xiaojiu."

The child is unhappy.

"Oh. Sorry. Xiaojiu, what's your surname?"

"What is your last name? What is your last name?"

"Me? My elders often call me Ye Xiaojiu."

"Leaf?" The child tilted his head, "Leaf of the leaves?"

"Well. Where are you?"

"Grandpa, what are our surnames? Are we seedlings or flowers, trees, birds and fish?"

She was naive and seemed to really not know. But judging from her appearance, she was four or five years old. Generally speaking, she knew what her full name was at this age.

"We? Let me think about it." He obviously couldn't remember, "Old lady, what's our last name?"

The old woman smiled so hard that her wrinkles were layered, "Wood of wood."

The child was unhappy again, "Grandma, it's the tree."

"The wood of trees is the same as the wood of wood."

"Of course it's different. Trees are alive, wood is dead, we are alive, of course the wood of trees."

"There are also living wood."

"The wood I see is dead. Even if the tree has no leaves or flowers and fruits, it is still a tree, it is alive. But the wood is different. Even if it has leaves, flowers and fruits, it is still dead."

"Oh, our Xiaojiu is so awesome, and she has observed so much."

"Of course. I try my best to see it every day, like my grandfather taught me, I look at the sky and step on the ground. I have watched the things in the sky and on the ground seriously. I have been serious for so many years. I have eaten everything I can eat, and I have almost mastered the taste. Except for those who swim in the water, grandma, when did you let me go into the water? I want to catch fish and catch it myself."

"It's enough when you grow up."

"I'm already grown up now. Look, I'm very strong."

In order to show that she had enough strength, she ran back, put her hands under the table, bent her legs, and immediately raised the table and the food.

Feng Shu raised his eyebrows.

The little guy obviously saw it and asked her directly, "Am I strong?"

"Yes, it's very strong."

"Can I get into the water? I have the strength. Look, grandma and Ye Xiaojiu all say I can go and catch fish."

Feng Shu couldn't laugh or cry. This guy didn't seem to be so disgusted by others as Xiaojiu, just like her.

"When you grow up a little longer, it will be useless to be strong in the water. If you can't swim, you will die."

The old woman was very patient, "You can ask your sister if she can swim. If she comes to visit in a few years, she will ask her to teach you if she is good? Grandpa and grandma are old and can't swim."

"No, I can learn it myself, don't want her to teach. She definitely won't."

"Xiao Ye, you can't swim? Are there any people here who can't swim besides children, old man?"

"She is not from here, the old lady."

"Why not? It looks like the people here."

"It's really not."

"Is that so? But unlike the people outside, they look like people here."

"No, there is no such person here. If there are, Xiaojiu will know him. If Xiaojiu doesn't know him, we will know him."

"That's right, it's all Xiaojiu."

"She is Ye Xiaojiu, unlike me. I am Xiaojiu of the Tree and Xiaojiu who lives."

"She is the leaf of the leaves, and she is also the living Xiaojiu."

Mu Xiaojiu was unhappy, and she couldn't refute what the old woman said.

"I will teach you swimming if you have the chance in the future, Xiaojiu."

She was still very good at swimming. When she was in the Feng family, she was a girl's house and was young at that time, so she didn't have the opportunity to learn. But after following Huishan, she learned to swim with Guo Zi in less than a year. In her master's words, people who want to walk around the world, regardless of men and women, the more survival skills, the better. Swimming is a must-learn skill.

The child looked at her and didn't speak.

The old woman suddenly said, "Old man, I think this child is kind-hearted. What do you think?"

Her husband looked at Feng Shu for a long time, and when the invisible Mengmeng couldn't help but feel creepy, she nodded, "Well, yes, the breath is still calm and peaceful."

"The most important thing is that vitality is very prosperous, like a tree."

The old woman spoke in shock. Feng Shu felt a sudden heart and began to wonder if she had encountered some legendary powerful man like an old monster. However, Mengmeng did not have any prompts, and Bubu didn't make any sound. She suspected that she was thinking too much.

"She doesn't look like a tree? She doesn't look like a tree at all. She's thin and looks like a bad kid who doesn't eat."

Mu Xiaojiu ran to the old woman, climbed onto the old man's thigh and sat down, "Grandma, you are the tree, I love you, grandma."

The old woman burst out with a bright smile again, "I love you too, Xiao Jiujiu."

"She loves me even more, Xiaojiu." For some reason, the old man actually started to be jealous, "She is my wife, she loved me before she did not have you."

"No, grandma is mine, I love me even more, I love me the most!"

Mu Xiaojiu became anxious, climbed the old woman's neck and argued with his grandfather endlessly.

The old woman didn't speak and kept laughing. She knew she was enjoying this warm time at a glance.

Feng Shu also laughed. This is one of the joys of raising children, the children and grandchildren are surrounded by their knees, and the true joy of family.
Chapter completed!