Seeing her pointing at him, the big wolf dog stared back at her with big eyes, and barked a few times.

Mingyan was quiet for a few seconds, "Sister, this is a wolf dog, a big dog, not a beast."

Don't think it looks like a wolf, and the name is a wolf, thinking it is a wolf, and it is a dog.

Li Jiaman has never seen a wolf since he was a child, but there are people in the village who keep dogs, and they look nothing like this one.

She didn't believe it at first, but she just heard it bark a few times, the sound was very similar to that of a dog, and she couldn't help but start to hesitate.

Is it really a dog?

Not a beast?

The big wolf dog seemed to hear her inner activity and made the same bark as the dog.

"..." Li Jiaman believed.

The house is very clean, and it is not difficult to see that the owner cleans it frequently.

Mingyan looked at someone who was dirty all over her body with a puzzled expression.

Knowing how to clean up the house, why not clean up yourself.

"Momo, is this your nest?" She wanted to confirm it again.

Ming Mo's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously.

"How long have you lived here?" In this sentence, she asked almost cautious and solemn and carefully observed his expression.

Ming Mo looked blank, not knowing how long it was.

He can't remember a lot of things.

Being separated from human society for too long, and no one taught him the most basic cognition, he was ignorant of many things.

His expression was so understandable, Mingyan felt a little pain in her heart, and decided not to ask him about the past.

Let the past be in the past, the future is the most important thing.

Mingyan's eyes fell on the bedside, there was a blue Pazi, and there was a jacket of a little girl next to it.

That's what she gave him.

She was worried that he would lose it, but she didn't expect him to keep it well.

Mingyan let go of his hand, picked up the blue handkerchief, and led him to the wooden barrel filled with water. She looked down and saw that the water in the barrel was very clean, not like anyone had used it.

"Momo, can the water in it be used?" She asked worriedly.

Ming Mo was a human after all. He could understand people's words, but he hadn't communicated with people for a long time. Some words were difficult to understand, but it wasn't that he didn't understand everything.

Seeing Mingyan staring at the water in the bucket, he thought she wanted to drink it, so he turned around and took a bowl with a missing mouth, holding the bucket and poured a bowl of water for her.

Mingyan was stunned for a while, then laughed, "Thank you Momo."

She poured the water from the bowl onto the handkerchief, and the towel was soaked with water and became wet.

"Momo, sit down." She looked up at someone who was a head taller than herself.

Ming Mo quickly understood what she meant this time, Yiyan walked to the side of the bed and sat down, then raised his head, his dark pupils stared at her calmly, like a well-behaved and obedient puppy.

The long hair on his forehead blocked his eyes and looked in the way.

Mingyan thought for a while, and began to look for scissors in the house. After searching for a long time, she finally found it in a corner.

Don't ask her why she didn't ask Ming Mo, where are the scissors, she's afraid to ask, he doesn't know it himself.

Li Jiaman: "Xiaoyan, what are you doing with scissors?"

"Cut your hair."

Li Jiaman's eyes widened, "Who will you cut your hair for?"

Mingyan pointed to a certain little boy who kept looking at her, smiling sweetly, "He."

Ming Mo: "..."

Ten minutes later, Mingyan put down the scissors, took two steps back, looked at her work, nodded with satisfaction, and commented, "Not bad."

Li Jiaman originally turned her back to them and didn't dare to look at them, but now she glanced quietly, with a look of horror, "Xiaoyan! What did you do to him!"