Although he became a frog, he knew how to croak, but he couldn't understand what the frogs outside the house were saying, and naturally he couldn't understand what the crows, lizards and turtles were saying at Joanna's house. He only understood what Joanna, who often talked to pets, said.
Perhaps it was someone who hadn't spoken to for too long, and he felt that he was craving Joanna's attention more and more. Compared to the turtles and lizards who are always too lazy to move, and the crows who like to be close to the goddess but don't like to be touched, he is the liveliest one in the room, so he gets the most dialogue. But this is not enough, far from enough.
He longed to be embraced by the goddess, eager to get all the attention of the goddess, and hoped that the goddess would put him on the top of her heart!
So Joanna recently found out that the frog who likes to play coquettish with her has become more and more courageous recently, and dares to climb onto her bed and sleep in her long hair!
She doesn't mind pets being so sticky, but it's dangerous for frogs! Skin would be dry and cracked if it was so far away from the water, wouldn't it? This frog is sticking to her and it's deadly, right
When she first found it, she reluctantly put it back, but after another, she finally couldn't help but lift the frog aside, threatening to lock him up for the night if he dared to leave the water again. Hearing her words, the frog was still a frog no matter how she looked at it, but she just felt that being scolded by her like this made the frog so sad that she was about to cry, which made her sigh and said softly, "The weather has been dry enough recently. , you still don't pay attention to moisturizing, do you really want to die?"
He doesn't want to die... but he wants to be close to his goddess even more!
Although very helpless, he can only be obedient. After all, only after living for a long time can he continue to accompany the goddess well!
Just thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.
Joanna's house is a bit remote, and only people who are specially recruited will come to her house, and Joanna doesn't like to be busy, so there are not many people who come to her door, just a few families in the neighborhood will come over to use some food In exchange for her writing service; after all, there are very few literate people in this era, and even fewer literate women. If women other than nobles are literate, 80% of them will be rumored to be terrifying existences... For example, witches.
But today, it wasn't the neighbors who came to write Joanna's letters.
Ian could feel that after Joanna saw the people outside the door, her attitude changed. She was no longer the goddess who was very gentle to him, but she was like an arrogant mistress who let people in outside like giving beggars. , and did not invite guests to sit down, and sat on her favorite seat.
Behind the seat was a wall with a fireplace and a large portrait. The lady in the portrait should be someone like Joanna's mother, also wearing black and blue clothes, her eyes are a little cold, and the smile on her face is also a little cold. Next to the seat is a small table with a small basin in which he is now soaking water.
When Joanna sat down, he could see even more that Joanna didn't like this guest, and her expression was colder than when he first saw her... Indifferent like another person. He hurriedly touched her fingertips with the tip of his nose, and when he saw her showing his usual soft expression to him, he finally felt relieved; it was still his goddess, not someone else.
"Tell me, what's the matter this time?" Joanna snorted, "what's the joke about your precious son?"
Only then did the guest pull down his hood, revealing a somewhat old face, an old woman who looked a little timid.
"He... He stopped looking for women, and finally decided to look for a job. But he went to gamble!" The old woman was so sad that she wept, "I have persuaded him several times, and he also asked someone to borrow money. I was beaten many times because I couldn't pay the money, but I still continued to gamble! I have no choice... I really have no choice, so I dare to beg you again!"
Joanna held him in the palm of her hand, stroking his back again and again... If this was holding a cat, it would be fine, but now the girl is holding a frog, old man The woman felt weird and scared when she saw it. He didn't understand why he was hugging him at this time, as if he was trying to make a scene, but he let her hug him obediently, and occasionally made a croak or two, indicating that he was very comfortable to be touched.
This made the scene even more spooky and spooky.
"You and my grandmother were good friends back then. She reminded you back then that it was wrong to spoil your child like this, it would spoil the child, and your son is the kind of person who can't be saved once he spoils... you He just didn't listen, let him do whatever he wanted, and became the moth he is now. The last time I saw that you were my grandmother's friend, I did it, but this time it's not so simple... For your son, you are willing to give What price?"
"You can do whatever you want! Even kill me!"
"What's the use of me wanting your life?" Joanna's tone was still cold, "Master Federer's Codex... Yes, those are the copies. If you can find them, I'll take action, otherwise we won't talk about it."
The old woman was surprised, "This..."
"You used to be the keeper of the big library in the city, how could you not know where those books are?" Joanna put him back in the basin and stood up, "Give me those books and then we'll talk about something else. Or If you leave now, I will treat you as if you haven't been here today."
"No!" cried the old woman, "I will, I will get those books for you! Please save my son!"
"Well. The book is here, everything is easy to talk about." She pointed to the door, "I won't send it."
The old woman nodded quickly, bowed back and left. Standing by the door, she seemed to be asking for a final guarantee, and said nervously, "Witch of the wilderness, please keep your promise!"
"Yeah." He responded casually, but a huge wave was set off in Ian's heart.