The host, she focuses on farming

Chapter 1242

Upon waking up, Ye Zhi wondered at the first thought: Why didn't Brother Ye cover her with a quilt?
When she fell asleep before, Brother Ye would carefully tuck her in the quilt, but this time she woke up without a quilt.

Not only that, but even the body shape has become strange.

Ye Zhi sat up from the bed, keenly aware that she had become shorter.

She raised her hand and looked at it. It was very small, like a child.

What's the matter?
She is still in a dream and hasn't woken up?
Is it possible that I dreamed that I went back to my childhood?
Ye Zhi is not sure, her dreams are always very real, so real that she can't tell the difference from reality.

Ye Zhi thought about it independently, since she couldn't tell the difference by herself, she should rely on others.

She looked around. This seemed to be someone's residence. It was full of messy garbage. The reason why there was no quilt on the bed was because the quilt had been in close contact with the earth for a long time. Ye Zhi also saw several cockroaches on it. Step on it.

In the corner, a mouse was gnawing on biscuits.

The instant noodle bucket was crowded on the table, filling up the small table, and the smell of sauerkraut beef noodles filled the whole space. If you smell it carefully, you can still smell the moldy smell of the package of sauerkraut beef noodles that you ate first.

Probably the only thing that received special care in this room was the owner's clothes, which were thrown into a clothes basket in a ball, covered with a piece of cardboard, and the eyes of the basket were relatively small. Ye Zhi boldly guessed that this move was to prevent rats.

In short, this place is personal, but not personal.

Like a pigsty, a bit dirty.

Ye Zhi slid out of bed, staring at the suspicious black marks on the sheets, and decided to ignore them for the time being.

She had small arms and legs, and when she got out of bed, she realized that she was like a seven or eight-year-old child. She kicked away the shelter under her feet, scaring away the cockroach family by the way.

Ye Zhi picked up the quilt on the ground, patted it calmly, and then began to look for her partner.

"Ma'am, are you here?"

It is not easy to distinguish the dream from reality. There is no empress in the dream, but there is in reality.

Facts have proved that this kind of guy who can build such a dirty house is very rare, so there is no such thing in the dream.

The big parrot knocked on the window with its beak, reminding Ye Zhi through the curtain behind the window: "I'm here... 哕..."

Not only is it there, it also experienced the power of a biochemical weapon.

Ye Zhi quickly opened the curtains, and saw the big parrot lying on the window sill, dying.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Zhi took his mother into the house, ran to the bed with short legs, and put the big parrot on it.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Ye Zhi was very worried.

The big parrot barely opened its eyelids, and the whole bird was spread out in the palm of her hand.

Because Ye Zhi became smaller, it was still the big parrot, so naturally it couldn't be fully embraced by two hands, most of its body was hanging out, and its black claws curled up pitifully.

The big parrot made a weak voice: "My sense of smell..."

Ye Zhi was a little terrified, "Is the smell uncomfortable? But what about this?"

If you have a headache, you can think of a way to treat it. It's just uncomfortable to smell. My mother's nose is so small, she doesn't dare to mess around.

"My sense of smell..."

The big parrot was still dying and said, "I can't even taste... I can't seem to taste my saliva..."

Ye Zhi: "???" Madam, what are you talking about?
(End of this chapter)