Alien Healer

The next day, in the Great Market Square.

There was a group of people who waited specifically for the entrance, just waiting for He Mo to pass. Unfortunately, until the sunset Xishan, they didn't see He Mo.

"What! Didn't wait for anyone?!" A rage sounded in a mansion somewhere: "Check! Check it out for me! Be sure to find out whereabouts."

He Mo didn't know that there were so many disturbances in his fruit, and he didn't go to the stall the next day. It was because their fruit was rounded up by the owner of Little Sable. The owners of these cubs are all rich and powerful, as long as they The strange beasts like it, they give it whatever they want, not to mention that it’s just a trivial fruit. He Mo was compensated that day, and it was agreed that Hemo would sell all the fruits of the season to them, using intercity express, it would arrive within an hour. NS.

Now that they have made a round package, He Mo is too lazy to go out and set up a stall, and just send a courier every day, so why not do it.

The scheduled opening time of a nursing shop soon arrived. On this day, Hemo took Xiaomou and Xiaoba to the store early, and chose to open at ten o'clock after everything was cleaned up!

There were no lively rituals, no red silk ribbons, He Mo only placed two rows of blooming flowers at the door, so colorful, so lively, it was officially opened.

The store opened low-key, and the traffic on this street was not very large, so not many customers noticed. Several came in and asked for the price. In the end, Hemo’s store did not open, but Hemo’s mentality was very good. This is a new store. It is normal to have no customers at the beginning, and everything needs to be done slowly.

The only thing that shines is the flowers and plants that Hemo puts in the store. They are more or less contaminated with the power of the stars, and they are countless times better than ordinary flowers and plants. Guests who come in will feel unclear as long as they step in. Feeling comfortable and relaxed a lot, some people are thinking about bringing their own alien animal next time to take care of them.

On the afternoon of the opening day, Hemo watered the store. Today’s weather is particularly dry, and some potted plants are more expensive, so if you don’t pay attention, they will get rid of it.

At the door, I heard an angry voice from an old man: "Oh, this store has been closed for a year and finally opened."

The first person who ran in from the outside was a big golden dog, followed by an old man with half-white eyebrows, his face was ruddy and full of energy.

"I guess, this store must have your kid's handwriting when you open it. How about it. The injury is healed?" The old man walked over to He Mo with his own pace, turning a pile of walnuts in his hand like a decent one. , I heard that this is a kind of leisure way that ancient earth humans like very much.

He Mo thought for a long time before he remembered from his iconic white eyebrows that this was Grandpa's friend before his death, Father Qin Zhenqin. Five hundred years of memory found a person, but he didn't really react for a while.

Grandpa loved these flowers and plants the most during his lifetime, and met a lot of friends who also loved flowers and plants. Grandpa Qin was one of them. Even when he was in a coma, it was this group of old friends who performed funerals for his grandfather.

He Mo thanked them in his heart and hurriedly said hello: "Grandpa Qin."

"Xiaohe, your body is all well? What is this little doll?" Qin Zhen asked with a smile at the little doll who was serious about carrying a chair for him.

"This is the child I am going to adopt, called Xiaomou. My body is in good health. I thank Grandpa Qin for worrying about my grandfather's affairs. Speaking of which, I haven't thanked all the uncles and grandpas yet..."

Qin Zhen was a little surprised. He did not expect that Xiaohe would adopt a child. Then he thought that his parents had died and even the grandfather who depended on each other had gone. He nodded in understanding. It would be good to adopt a child with him. At least he would not be alone, Qin. Zhen lifted his small eyes and waved his big hand: "Saying these things is just a foreigner. Our group of old guys watched you grow up, and they have a fateful friendship with Lao He. Is it possible that we can stand by when you have something?! In the future? Ah, if you have any difficulties, come directly to Grandpa Qin, our group of old guys have long regarded you as half a grandson."

"Okay, then I would like to thank Grandpa Qin first, Xiao Mou, I have come to thank Grandpa Qin."

"Thank you, Grandpa Qin." Little Wawa looked up at Grandpa Qin who was holding him, and cried out happily. He Mo raised his mouth, revealing a warm smile, half-squatting and beckoning to the rhubarb: "Rhubarb, come here."

The big golden dog has a majestic appearance, but it has a rustic name, rhubarb.

The big golden dog glanced at He Mo, with some doubts in his eyes. He approached He Mo and sniffed a few times, as if he was confirming something.

"You guy, I haven't known me since I haven't seen you for a year." He Mo pulled the drooping ears of the big dog, and rubbed the soft fingertips a few times. The big golden hair was very smooth, and the color was golden. Very close, but lighter than gold, this color is even more powerful and mighty.

The familiar movements made Rhubarb suddenly become energetic, and he rushed into He Mo's arms like a joy, woofing non-stop.

Father Qin Zhen often brought rhubarb to the store. It can be said that He Mo grew up when he was a child.

Qin Zhen sat for a while and couldn't sit still. After walking around in the small shop a few times, he had already seen the words "Xiaohe, do you specialize in exotic animal care in this store?" Make one for Rhubarb. This guy just wanted to take care of me before."

"Okay, but Grandpa Qin, the care for Rhubarb is free this time, so don't give me credit." He Mo avoided Rhubarb’s enthusiastic tongue, knowing that Grandpa Qin wanted to take care of his business. The fur is smooth, and at first glance, it hasn’t been long since I was treated.

When Qin Zhen heard this, he blew his beard and stared, "Who do you think of Grandpa Qin? How can anyone do business without giving money."

"You have said that I am your half-grandson. It is only natural to be your grandfather's filial piety. Are you right?"

"Okay, you don't need to pay for nursing care, but when your shop is newly opened, Grandpa Qin always has to give you a red envelope to celebrate and celebrate. It's just right for you to say, right." Old man Qin hugged his small eyes, showing an old naughty boy. Smile.

He Mo was defeated, and it seemed that his memory was not Grandpa Qin's opponent after five hundred years. . . . . .