He had just confirmed the time with Master Mai not long ago. Christmas would be in three days. Shuo Yu sighed that time passed so quickly. Looking at the eggs of different sizes in his basket,
Xiaozui was still following Fanla, holding two bars of soap in her hands, but she couldn't go back to Jiqipo with them, because that was not a place for a little girl.
At the fork in the road, Shuo Yu stood in front of Xiao Zui, feeling a little awkward. The wind blew the girl's hair around his fingers as he raised them to say something. He still didn't know how to face this girl, but he hoped she would come. That night would be very lively.
"Well, we're having a Christmas party three nights from now. Do you want to come?"
Xiaozui's eyes were looking at Fanla behind Shuoyu. When Shuoyu turned around, Fanla had already turned away his rat face. Shuoyu didn't see what Fanla did. He just turned back to look at Xiaozui, waiting for her reply. He suddenly felt a little nervous.
"Hey, what should I prepare?"
"No, just come."
"Oh, yes, I'll go."
Xiaozui left, but Dashan, who was beside Shuoyu, did not leave. When he passed by Milong's house, he wanted to leave the child there, but the child said he would not stay there and insisted on following him.
"Wherever the Master goes, I will go."
There was no other way, so he had to take Dashan back to their flag-worshiping slope, and she was now holding a basket of eggs in her hand. Although Shuoyu called himself her master, he had not yet decided what to teach the child. He had no experience of being a master, and many of the things he knew were not suitable to teach a little girl.
Outside of Zenda City, Kang Ya had already been waiting for them there in the rickety truck they had brought to Jiqipo. Black smoke was still billowing from the back of the truck. This was the only low-quality gasoline they could afford. In this black smoke, Shuo Yu pulled Veterinarian Hao into the truck, and they went home.
The war will continue, they just won't fight anymore.
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