MTL - Pet King-v2 Chapter 1739 1 year

In the morning, Zhang Zi'an opened his eyes.

A new day has come.

The window was open, only blocking the screens, and there was an early bird sound from the window, and the broom sound of the cleaners sweeping the street.

The cool air poured in from the window, and the curtains blew up and danced, and the gap between the curtains showed a beautiful morning light.

He stretched his waist, and though he had a strange dream all night, he recovered well.

This is almost the best time of the year, when the temperature is not cold or hot, the humidity is not dry or wet, and it is very comfortable to sleep with the window open.

The elves also got up one after another.

Everyday, day after day, except for the gradual shortening of the day and the slower increase of the night, there is almost no change, and it is bland and busy.

But in fact, it changes every day. As long as you have a pair of observation eyes, you can capture these subtle changes. As long as you keep passion and expectation for life, every day will not be dull.

The green leaves quietly appeared golden, the children's heights skyrocketed, the store's operating income slowly increased, and more and more friends ... this is probably happiness.

There are mixed flavors in life, sour, sweet, bitter, salty, and sweet.

Today is a day that looks ordinary but special.

He usually gets ready for business after getting up. He always waits for the preparation before going to buy breakfast. But today, when he got up together, he went into the kitchen and started making breakfast with clumsy cooking. The ingredients were yesterday. I packed it in the refrigerator at night.

Is it ... he is determined to practice cooking for his wife?

If that's the case, the elves have long been ridiculed, after all, the legendary wife has not even had a shadow so far.

However, today's elves are extraordinarily quiet. Even Richard and the Snow Lion did not spit and ridicule-on the contrary, Richard did not rush to eat its nut and seasonal vegetable breakfast after getting up, nor did the Snow Lion eat. The **** raw burdock in front of it, because they are different from other elves, usually eat alone.

Xinghai did not go hide and seek with the kittens, Fina did not lie on the bed, Laocha did not go downstairs to watch TV, Feimas did not sit on the first floor waiting to receive fans, and Vladimir did not leave the pet shop to direct the stray cats. π sat in front of the computer without opening her eyes to type, and Fai did not meditate on its daily morning prayers, and Shihua did not start her day's live broadcast early ...

Everyone seemed to be waiting for something in silence.

There was a sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, the range hood was booming and quiet, and Zhang Zi'an finally came out with the basin. Two trays of poorly crafted but very rich breakfasts were finally coming out of the tray.

Instead of placing the tray on the dining table, he brought it to the chest of drawers, placed two breakfasts in front of his parents' statue, and bowed respectfully, bowing his head in silence.

"Dad, mom, I miss you ..."

His eyes were red.

one Year.

A year has passed since the parents died suddenly.

With his eyes closed, his parents' voices and smiles appeared again. The scenes of the past years flashed like the essence of a movie. Starting from his childhood memories, he went to kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, college. , Work ... Although it is inevitable that there is a dispute with parents, which child will not have a conceptual conflict with the parents in the process of growing up? But all he remembered at this time were those happiest and most beautiful memories.

Richard fluttered over with wings and put a few nuts on two breakfast plates.

The Snow Lion could not bear fresh raw burdock, and it knew that even if the two old men were still alive, they would not like to eat raw meat, but it still tried to jump several times, and finally jumped onto the counter and put two raw burdock on the plate. in.

An elf presided over the ceremony impassionately, and other elves also presented their own gifts, such as garlands of wild flower weaving, such as medicinal tea collected in the wild, and some elves prayed for them, some elves blessed them, some elves Write a beautiful sacrifice for them, and then recite it with a more beautiful voice by another elven ...

Since the first few days, the elves have been preparing silently. Even if there are a few elves who are relatively slow and insensitive, they can detect the movements of other elves more or less. As for how they know the specific day, of course, they know from π of.

There were more and more things on and off the plate, and the smiles of the two old men seemed to be more and more pleased.

Vladimir was about to announce the start of silence. A low bark came from the window. Xiaobai was standing on the roof of Wuling Shenguang with a set of postcards. It was a set of intact and clean postcards. It is not easy to find such clean things. The contents of the postcard are world-famous scenery, which makes up for the regret that the two old people have not gone abroad.

Vladimir stood on the windowsill and stared at Xiao Bai, then silently opened the screen, and let Xiao Bai jump in.

Xiaobai's body is also very clean without any odor. It came only after taking a bath at the beach. It placed the postcard on the chest of drawers, then backed aside and stood at a corner with Vladimir. Today is the first time that both of them have truce for a day outside of their own race.

Feimas' dress was more solemn, and he also helped Pi tie a pure white bow tie.

The elves squatted or stood around, all bowing their heads to mourn for the two old men, including Shihua in the bathroom.

They all closed their eyes, and no one had observed it. It seemed that a faint colored butterfly flew around the two portraits ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~, and sprinkled the dreamy colorful scale powder, and then disappeared into the portrait again. back.

No matter when and where everyone comes from, what an extraordinary experience, destiny gathers everyone here, and everyone also thanks the two old people for providing such a sheltered house from wind and rain, and a new stage in their lives.

Xiaobai's situation is a bit special. He didn't live in a pet store. It came to commemorate the two elderly people because it thanked Zhang Zi'an for his long-term help to the stray dog. As for how it knew the specific day, of course, another elf implicitly hinted at it.

No one has ordered them to do so, and no one has the right to order them to do so. The people who can make them surrender do not exist in this world. They never bow to power, never to riches and riches, never to beauty. Today, he bowed his head to the two old men who had passed away.

Zhang Zi'an thought he would cry, but he didn't. What he wanted to say to them was already said in the dream. In the dream, he said goodbye to them with a smile, so he won't cry today.

Instead of crying and remembering the past, smile and face the future.

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