Watching her become decadent, he couldn't bear it anymore. With his retracted hand, he attacked again, and he stroked Lu Miao's head.

The fifteen-year-old girl realized solidly during this period: she needs to be good at something, and she needs to have a direction to move forward.

She was in the thick fog and caught a glimpse of the luster of the moon.

She wanted to find a way to get close to the brightness there; she was anxious, but for the time being, she couldn't find it.

Chapter 33 Chicken Soup

Lu Miao didn't have more opportunities to go back to the basketball club for training, and then it was the end of the term, and then they ushered in the winter vacation.

Spring is here.

A few days ago, Lu Miao found out that Cong Cong was sick when he went to the chicken shed to feed as usual.

Cong Cong has always been a very lively and healthy old hen, and she always wants to be at the forefront when pecking rice. Lu Miao never worries about her being hungry.

But recently, it always closed its eyes, huddled in the corner to sleep, and stopped coming to eat. After Lu Miao called it for a long time, it barely opened its eyes.

I don't know if it was Lu Miao's concern, or if it was true, she felt that Cong Cong had lost a lot of weight.

"I want to take Cong Cong to the pet hospital." Lu Miao said to his parents.

Lin Wenfang immediately denied her idea: "Your old hen is sick? Then you should go to the animal husbandry station. How can the pet hospital be cured."

"Where is the animal husbandry?"

Lu Miao only knew that there was a pet hospital near the school, two bus stops away, but not the animal husbandry station.

"Hey, don't make so much trouble for the New Year's Eve," Lu Yongfei patted his daughter's shoulder and took the matter: "Leave the old hen to Dad, I'll ask Lao Xu on the third floor when I have time, most of the chicken coops are The chickens are raised by him, and he is more experienced."

Lu Miao's wrinkled brows loosened: "Okay, then you remember and ask as soon as possible."

The Lu family plans to spend the Spring Festival with Lu Yongfei's eldest brother. Hosting a New Year's Eve dinner at home is more troublesome, but it's better than going to a restaurant to eat.

Early in the morning, Lin Wenfang and Lu Yongfei got up and set off to help at the uncle's house.

Lu Miao was waiting for her cousin and cousin at home. They had called her and asked her to go shopping together.

Festivals are always exciting. Lu Miao put on bright red clothes and gave herself a head.

Before her cousin and the others came, she brought New Year's Sugar New Year cakes to visit Jiang Haoyue's house next door.

The door opened after a few knocks.

"Xiaojiang Xiaojiang, Happy New Year." She shook the gift box in her hand with a beaming expression.

Compared with her "festive costume", Jiang Haoyue looks much more everyday.

The simplest white sweater, gray pants, he didn't even wear a prosthetic limb, and it seemed that he didn't plan to go out.

Jiang Yi cut off contact with his family when he was very young. For Jiang Haoyue, the "Spring Festival" every year is just a little bit of food for him and his dad at home, nothing else special.

"Happy New Year." He smiled back.

The little girl dressed in red and bright stood outside the door, as if she had put a blessing baby here, and the deserted home instantly gained some popularity.

"It's a festival today, don't you wear more festive clothes?" Lu Miao looked at him and asked.

She turned around and showed him her body. She rarely wears skirts and thinks she is pretty.

"Clothes are useless. If you want to be festive, you have to put a small tweet on the top of your head like you."

Jiang Haoyue raised her hand and patted the back of her head.

"Hey! You are so annoying!"

Knowing that he was being laughed at, Lu Miao embarrassedly covered the small ball on the top of his head: "Hmph, do you know how difficult this is? I got up early in the morning and tied it for a long time. You still don't think it looks good."

He looked at her quietly, with tenderness in his eyes.

"I didn't say it was bad."

"It's cute," he said.

Putting down the hand blocking Xiao Wanzi, Lu Miao looked away awkwardly, looked down at her toes, and the corner of her happy mouth secretly raised a lot.

"When I come back, let's set off fireworks together. I bought the fairy stick, and I won't take it to my uncle's house. I'll keep it for the evening when we come back and let's set it off together."

After speaking, remembering how bad-mouthed the person in front of her was, she added fiercely: "You are not allowed to laugh at my childishness of setting off fireworks!"

"Well, got it, let's set off fireworks."

Jiang Haoyue rolled her eyes, biting softly.

"I'll wait for you to come home."

When going out, Lu Miao went to the chicken coop to take a look, thinking of Cong Cong.

Surprisingly, it's not there.

The people in the building keep chickens purely for grain reserves. Because of the Spring Festival, there are several fewer chickens in the chicken coop.

Looking at the vacant chicken coop, Lu Miao suddenly felt a very bad feeling.

However, it is basically impossible for Cong Cong to be accidentally captured even if someone else kills chickens during the festival. Lu Miao has been raising it for many years, and everyone in the neighborhood knows it.

The little girl stood outside the chicken coop for a long time in despair. Uncle Xu, who was on the third floor, came down to catch chickens and bumped into her.

"Uncle, have you seen the Cong Cong I raised? It's not in the shed. It's strange. My Cong Cong won't run around!"

"You ask about your hen? I saw your dad take it away in the morning."

Uncle Xu's words made Lu Miao feel relieved.

She thought that Cong Cong would not disappear for no reason. It turned out that her father took him to see a doctor.

...

Chinese New Year is an annual time when big families get together.

Lu Miao and his cousins ​​hadn't seen each other for a year. When they were shopping, they held hands and had endless words to talk about.

They talked all the way to the uncle's house without stopping.

Before it was time for dinner, the juniors and the juniors huddled together and chatted in the living room.

And adults crowded in the kitchen to prepare meals, lively and noisy at home.

Lin Wenfang and his second sister-in-law make dumplings together.The kitchen was too crowded for dumplings, so they moved the table to the corner of the living room.While watching the children, was busy with hands.