MTL - Devil-Chapter 8

There was something moving under his arm, and after seeing his grandfather with a dizzy look, he half-smallly opened the scarf used to block the wind, so the "small baby" who had been steadily held in the shackles finally Showing half of the face.

A terrible face.

Just like a black mist, no one will see this face as a human baby when he first sees this face. There are two white rings between the "black fog". When the scarf was opened, the two "rings" were straight ahead. When Grandpa approached, the "ring" swiftly turned toward the direction of the old man.

The two "rings" are the eyes of the child.

Compared with the body, the child's eyes are extremely large, the white of the eyes is very white, and the scorpion is black like the night.

It was a small face that made people look like a goose bump.

When I saw the child's appearance for the first time, I didn't sleep for one night. Sleeping can be a nightmare, and when you wake up to see the child again, it is like another nightmare.

Anyone with common sense knows that this child is not right, and he also knows it naturally, but when he thinks that this is the child that his sister entrusted to her, she thinks that this is the child left by her sister.

He bought a very strong backpack and walked into the maternity store.

There was not even a slight hesitation in his mind, he brought this terrible child back.

"It's a bit unclear... is this child a little black?" When Grandpa shuddered and said this sentence, Ji Huan was glad that his father could not see it for the first time.

"Well, it's a bit black."

"Black spots are fine. Your sister was also black when he was born. Later, when he grows up, he will be white. He will drink more milk. Right, have you bought him milk? Oh! No, now the children are drinking milk powder. It is said that there are many problems with domestically produced milk powder. I have to buy imported products..." The old man did not know how long he had struggled in the bad news of his granddaughter’s death. Perhaps his eyes were crying after knowing the bad news. At this moment, the child brought back by Huan is the only comfort of the old man. Just like a life-saving straw appeared in front of him, the old man couldn’t wait to carefully touch the child’s face.

The rough, wrinkled fingers of the old man gently gathered together, and suddenly a black lacquered paw was found under the armpit, and the old man’s index finger was instantly caught.

The claw is a real "claw". Although it can barely be seen with five fingers, but there are pointed nails on it, how to look at it and the small hand of the human baby can't be hung up. It looks like a ghost legend. Some monster hands!

However, it was such a terrible little paw that made the grandfather who was stunned laughed.

The corner of the eye squeezed out a deep fold, and Grandpa laughed very openly.

"This child is really strong." The old man laughed and tears came out.

Looking at Grandpa’s smile, he continued to laugh, and then he smiled. He lowered his head. He grabbed the black little paw without any traces, and stopped the little guy’s urge to explore his paws in time. Resisting to re-plug the little hand back into the squat, and then use the scarf to wrap around the circle for two times, so the next time, the little guy in the squat can't stretch his sharp claws anyway. It is.

Yes, the child was born with nails, not only, but also very sharp, several times, after the joy was scratched by his claws while feeding. I didn't want to let my grandfather get hurt, and I chose to ban this little baby.

"The weather is cold, his hands are cold." In order not to cause Grandpa's attention, I have found a very reasonable reason.

"Ah! Right! The weather is so cold, the child is not good when it is frozen. I am going to turn on the heating. Right, I have to burn hot water. Does this doll have to eat milk powder? The small flower should not have eaten... "There was a broken mouth in his mouth. Grandpa hurriedly turned around. One hand sneaked away the tears in his eyes. He then wanted to go to the kitchen."

After hurriedly took him.

It was confirmed that the baby in the cockroach had been completely unable to move by the scarf. After the joy, he put the cockroach into his grandfather's arms and picked up his grandfather's apron from the back of the chair. He picked up his sleeve and walked into the kitchen.

Wash vegetables, cut vegetables, ignite, hot pot, and drain oil.

After the joy of the move is not too fast, Grandpa did not let him cook before.

However, he often puts his hands on the kitchen and looks at it. The steps to cook are all familiar. When the oil was hot, Huan also burned a pot of water. After the two dishes were put on the plate, the water also opened.

Two dishes and hot rice were served together, and after the last three meals were placed in front of the supply, the fragrance of the preparation was three-person. After thinking about it, he added another one.

The empty, cold and cold hall was filled with sandalwood and food, and it instantly warmed up.

Then, the hot water that was boiled and the cool white that was prepared by Grandpa were opened. After the joy opened the bag that was taken away when leaving, the bag that was originally only one-third of the thing was completely full at the moment, full of it. All are items for babies.

Find a bottle of Kaifeng milk powder from the inside, and then carefully rushed a bottle of milk powder according to the bottle feeding instructions.

After doing this, I went to the dinner table with a bottle.

Under the faint chandelier, Grandpa still sat at the dinner table in the previous position. After he didn’t come, he refused to eat it first. The old man gently swayed the little cockroach in his arms, and the folds on his face looked quiet. serene.

In the place where the old man could not see, the baby he was holding in his arms stared at his face without hesitation. The two white rings were hooked at the position of the old man and looked very strange. .

"Aye, have a meal. The child gave me, he should drink milk." There was no ups and downs in the voice. The boy picked up a small mole from his grandfather's arms and sat opposite his grandfather.

Two white rings turned to lock him.

Looking at the child in his arms with a blank expression, and looking at him for a moment, he took the bottle and skillfully pointed at the place where the child in his arms was probably his mouth. He saw the decreasing milk position in the bottle and knew that the other party had begun. Drinking milk, after the joy, I no longer look at him, holding the cockroach in his left hand, picking up a pair of chopsticks in his right hand, and then smashing a large piece of meat into his grandfather bowl.

"Aye, I am eating meat."