In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Cheng Miaomiao didn't care that he had abilities beyond ordinary people.

Instead, she's happy about it.

Even though she couldn't tell why she was happy now, she subconsciously felt that Ji Huai was going to become the same kind as her, not the same kind in the real sense, but the same kind in the eyes of the human race.

Two little monsters who strayed into the human race.

This realization made Cheng Miaomiao very excited, her dark eyes were bright and dark, she even forgot about the coming rainstorm and mudslide, and she looked at him with shining eyes.

"Brother Ji Huai, what does your dream look like?"

There was undisguised curiosity in his eyes.

No fear, no doubt.

Ji Huai paused for a moment, and was keenly aware of her sense of identification from the bottom of her heart. Although she was very enthusiastic about him before that, he could feel that there was an impenetrable barrier between him and her.

From the moment he uttered what he saw in his dream, the barrier began to disappear and become recognition.

It's as if the two are close friends.

Kindred, not companions.

The burning sensation of the totem in the palm of his right hand became stronger and stronger. Ji Huai lowered his eyelashes slightly, pinched his wrist bone and pressed his palm down without changing his face, and said, "I just saw fragmentary pictures, but there is something that needs to be done. A strong premonition of what happened."

"I'm just telling you about this." He said softly.

"Don't worry, I will never tell this matter!"

Cheng Miaomiao immediately puffed out her small chest and promised.

After finishing speaking, she was so excited that her flushed face became wrinkled again, and she struggled: "But we have to tell the people in the village about the rainstorm, and we have to ask Father to help find Uncle Zeng .”

So this has to be said again.

Once it is said, it is easy for adults to notice that it is strange.

Ji Huai smiled slightly at her, and said: "It's okay, just let me talk to Uncle Cheng and the others about this."

"what?"

Cheng Miaomiao's face was full of confusion.

Ji Huai pursed her slightly whitish lips, rubbed her little head, got up and said, "Can you still contact that flying squirrel? You can let it find Uncle Zeng's location first, and we will take Uncle Zeng from tomorrow." Bring it down the mountain."

"I can!"

This idea coincided with her idea of ​​shaking people in the illustrated book.

Cheng Miaomiao's small expression instantly became smug, and he gave him a look of "it's so coincidental that you think the same way, we are really good", and immediately contacted Feishu with a mental link.

"But it says you have to smell Uncle Zeng's scent."

"Then take it to the next door and smell it."

Ji Huai had a calm expression and a very calm tone.

Cheng Miaomiao didn't think there was anything wrong, nodded seriously, and ran to the small yard next door, calling Zeng Ziji to let him come out for dinner.

Take a trip and do two things!

As expected of her!

Seeing her bouncing back disappear, Ji Huai lowered his head and glanced at the palm of his right hand that had recovered, his dark eyes were full of calm, he casually grabbed his messy temple hair with his hands, and let down a few slightly panicky bangs.

His face was slightly pale, and even the blood on his lips faded.

Ji Huai blinked lightly, and his eyes were replaced by panic, as if he was scared out of his wits, and then ran into the kitchen in panic, showing the fragility of a child for the first time.

Ye Ning was scraping the fish scales neatly with a kitchen knife, and looked up after hearing the movement.

Seeing Ji Huai's pale face, he was startled, quickly put down the knife and fish, and asked anxiously, "Brother Huai, what's wrong with you, why did your face become so ugly?"

As soon as she stood up, Ji Huai plunged into her arms.

This is exactly the same as Cheng Miaomiao's movements every time, even the rhythm of the steps is the same.

Holding the corner of her clothes tightly with her fingers, a slightly trembling and muffled voice sounded: "Aunt Ye, I just had a nightmare."

Ye Ning let go of his nervous heart immediately, and couldn't help crying and laughing.

Ji Huai has always been more stable than children of the same age, making her almost forget that he is only a child of seven or eight years old. She smiled and comforted him: "It's just a nightmare. Dreams are all reversed. Don't be afraid."

"What kind of nightmare is this that scares our Brother Huai like this?
Her voice is very gentle.

Ji Huai's slightly trembling body gradually stabilized, he raised his head, looked at her with those dark and moist eyes, and said: "I dreamed that the village was flooded, and mud mixed with stones washed down from Xiaohuai Mountain and directly flooded the village. "

His voice trembled as he said this.

Ye Ning touched the child's cool face with the back of his hand amusedly, and said, "Don't be afraid if you're fine, it hasn't rained in our village for a long time, not even a light rain, let alone a flood."

"No, Auntie!"

With a pale face, Ji Huai shook his head vigorously.

He held the corner of her clothes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said with a panicked expression: "This dream is very real. I saw that the flood destroyed the houses and many people fell into the water. Uncle Cheng, Uncle Cheng was killed by the flood in order to save people." Roll away!"

As soon as the words fell, the calm expression on Ye Ning's face instantly froze.

This is indeed something Erlang can do.

The young boy's expression suddenly changed from panic to anger, and he said, "The village chief asked everyone to hug driftwood or tree trunks. We hugged the bamboo in time, but when we met Mrs. Zhao on the road, she pushed Miaomiao into the water!"

Ye Ning's expression completely disappeared.

Not to mention, if Brother Huai's dream really happened, Mrs. Zhao might really do such a thing.

She let out a breath slowly, looked down at him, and said seriously: "Brother Huai, don't worry, this is just a nightmare..."

"Tonight, Uncle Chief's eats fried bacon with garlic and stewed chicken. Tomorrow, Aunt Li will borrow an ox cart. I saw all of this in my dream," Ji Huai grasped the corner of her clothes, his eyes were black and white. full of prayers. "

"Auntie, I don't think that's a nightmare."

Ye Ning fell silent for a moment.

After a while, he said: "Brother Huai, you are not too young, you should know not to tease adults."

Ji Huai just shook his head vigorously.

The corners of her pale lips curled up: "Auntie, I've never had such a real dream."

Ye Ning looked at his slightly dumbfounded expression, and already began to think about the authenticity of his words in his mind.After seeing many strange things that happened to Miaomiao, she is now very tolerant of such things.

All afternoon, the three children stayed at home and did not leave.

Ji Huai even slept on the recliner all afternoon, during which time no one came to inform him about the food that the village chief's house cooked. She only needs to go to the village chief's house to confirm whether the dream is true or not.

After all, what he said was very detailed.

If there is really a torrential rain and flood coming next, they must make preparations for evacuation in advance.

Ye Ning's expression became serious.

She lowered her head and looked at Ji Huai, and said seriously: "Go to the village chief's house to check the situation first. If it is true, then we have to go to the mountain to find Dr. Zeng first, so as to prevent him from being trapped in the mountain."

"Brother Huai, do you want to go to the village chief's house with me?"