In this way, the rabbit spirit named Tan Yueyue, Yan Zhengya and Maomaozhu lived together and became part of the Taoist temple.
Yan Zhengya has more than once been thankful that she has taken in the Rabbit Spirit.
Tan Yueyue is very diligent, getting up every morning to boil hot water, cook, clean, and do laundry.
The most important thing is the food he cooked, it was so delicious that Yan Zhengya was about to cry.
After eating, Maomao Pig spun around at Yan Zhengya's feet.
"What's wrong?" Yan Zhengya picked up the woolly pig.
Mao Maozhu arched his back, Yan Zhengya looked at it and understood. The hair on the woolly pig is a little long, it has not been taken care of, and some places are a little knotted.
Yan Zhengya went to find a comb, intending to comb the fur on the woolly pig.
As a result, only after combing it, the woolly pig made a terrible scream.
"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong." Yan Zhengya hurriedly rubbed the woolly pig's back, and his brute force brushed it down, causing the woolly pig to hurt. Looking at the curled black hair, Yan Zhengya thought for a while and found a pair of scissors. "I'll just cut those knots off."
Yueyue stood beside her, hesitating to speak.
In Yueyue's tangled eyes, Yan Zhengya took the scissors and began to shear the woolly pig.
"Ah, tie the knot here, cut it."
"Uneven, I cut it out here too."
"No, it looks uneven here, so let's cut it off together."
"A little more here, cut out..."
In the end, Yan Zhengya held the scissors in her hand and silently looked at the pitted woolly pig standing in front of her cut by herself, and then looked at the pig hair on the ground.
Mao Maozhu stared at Yan Zhengya, his little eyes full of accusations.
"Ahaha, haha, this, there is a lot of hair on the ground, these hairs are a little soft, otherwise we can use it as a comb." Yan Zhengya smiled dryly.
Mao Maozhu snorted angrily and crashed into Yan Zhengya's arms like a small cannonball. Bad dad! Knock Dad away!
"What should I do now?" Yan Zhengya was a little distressed.
"Let's shave it all first, and I'll make a dress for the woolly pig." Yueyue said with a smirk.
"Okay, let's shave the fur first." Yan Zhengya soothed the furry pig in his arms, "It's all my fault, let's shave first, and the hair that grows out will be neat. what."
Yueyue quickly made a dress for Maomao Pig out of old clothes that Yan Zhengya didn't wear. Quickly put on the shaved hairy pig.
purr purr! Not cold anymore.
The woolly pig was wearing clothes and circling happily.
Yan Zhengya looked at the happy Maomao Pig, finally relieved and smiled, and said to Yueyue, "Thank you."
"Ah, no thanks, little thing." Yueyue also smiled.
"Oh, winter is here, it's a little cold, I'll go buy some cotton-padded clothes. What do you need, Yueyue?" Yan Zhengya asked while holding the woolly pig. Thinking about it in my heart, I also buy some cotton and cloth, and make a small padded jacket for the woolly pig. Otherwise, it will snow, and the fur of the woolly pig has not grown, so it must be very cold.
"I'm not cold, I don't need it. You can buy some fish. I'll make fish balls and eat hot pot." Yueyue thought for a while and said, "I'll get some other ingredients from the mountains later."
"Okay." Yan Zhengya's saliva secreted as soon as she heard the hot pot.
Just when Yan Zhengya asked what seasonings he needed to buy, a voice came from the door: "Is anyone there?"
(End of this chapter)