The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 335: The family is ruined and the fortune is scattered, and the hawk sends a message (6)

Chapter 335: The family is ruined and the fortune is scattered, and the hawk sends a message (6)

Chapter 335: The family is ruined and the wealth is scattered, and the Eagle sends a message (6)

Everyone hurriedly lowered their heads to eat their food. Knowing that if they asked further questions, Mo Yan would not answer, but their hearts were filled with curiosity.

The hawk was shut out in the cold wind and screamed in dissatisfaction, its voice shriller than ever.

Mo Yan turned a deaf ear and ate the food in silence. If she could understand bird language, she was sure the guy was yelling at her.

Little Hua and the others were also a little irritated by the hawk's noise. They took turns running to the door and growling threatening sounds.

But ever since the falcons came to Mo's house, they often bullied them because of their ability to fly. They were not afraid of their threats at all, and instead sang more happily outside.

Watching them compete, the others continued to eat in silence. A lovely dinner was ruined by a flat-haired beast.

After dinner, the first thing Mo Yan did when she opened the door was to catch Mao Mao off guard and take her back to her yard. Opening the mailbox on its leg, I saw a letter stuffed inside.

Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, then took it out and threw the falcon to the three beasts who had been eyeing it for a long time.

As soon as Dabai got up and the falcon fell, he pounced on the ground as the falcon was about to escape. It hit Maomao's wings heavily with its feet and bit off a piece of hair. After hearing its shrill scream, it threw it to Xiaohua with satisfaction.

Little Hua also followed the same example by biting off a mouthful of hair and passing it on to the hair ball.

Hairball may have felt that his mouth was relatively small, so he took two bites before he mercifully let the hawk go.

Poor eagle, after just four big mouthfuls of bites, the originally smooth and plump feathers became in pieces, and a piece of baldness was lost at the tail. At this time, it was hiding under the eaves, arranging its messy feathers. From time to time, it raised its head and looked towards the distant north, making a miserable cry.

Mo Yans whole focus was on the letter, not caring about how it was repaired!

Seeing the restrained and sometimes domineering handwriting on the letter, Mo Yan couldn't help but praise the "good words", but when she saw the title at the beginning, a suspicious blush slowly spread across her cheeks.

There are only two words for the title: Yan'er!

Slightly affectionate name, only Mo Qingze has ever called him this. Others either call her "Yan Yatou" or "Little Boss".

She didn't feel it when her father called her, but being called that by another man who could only be called a friend made Mo Yan feel inexplicably shy.

Sensing that something was wrong with her mood, Mo Yan quickly patted her hot face, calmed down and continued reading.

Just when looking at a piece of paper full of writing, with the same sentence and seven words written repeatedly from beginning to end, Mo Yan just wanted to curse harshly - Damn it!

Why dont you write to me?

Why dont you write to me?

Why dont you write to me?

Why dont you write to me?

Nine-nine-eighty-one, seven words repeated eighty-one times!

Mo Yan lay on the table unable to complain. When she realized what she was doing, she even counted them stupidly. She couldn't help but slap her forehead: She was cursed by these seven words, absolutely!

However, should she reply? What to do? This is really a headache!

Mao Mao finished preening her feathers, vented her joy and flew in again.

He was about to fall on Mo Yan's head, but thinking that she might be thrown to three cruel guys again, he flew to the end of the table to stand still, and shouted in a moderate voice, asking her to hurry up. Give it your written letter.

Mo Yan was still debating whether to reply to the letter. Hearing its cry, she waved her hand impatiently: "Get out quickly, the letter hasn't been written yet!"

Maomao secretly drank the spiritual spring water that Mo Yan fed to Dahongzao, which opened her up to some spiritual wisdom. When she heard that the letter had not been written yet, she understood that she would not write it.

He wanted to peck her hand to urge her to write quickly, but when he thought about the bitten feathers, he didn't dare to step forward, so he had to flap his big wings and leave the small courtyard, flying towards the far north to find his owner... Complain!

Mo Yan, who was about to reply, didn't know that the eagle had flown away earlier, so when she received another sentence the next night, the same seven-word "Why didn't you reply to me" repeated eighty-one times, she Everyone is feeling bad...