my pets from history

Chapter 75 Healing Joan of Arc Meow (25)

According to legend, many strange faces came to the No. [-] Prison and Detention Center of Zhenhai City recently.

They gathered together and faced the iron railing every day before going to bed, gritted their teeth and yelled gracefully, 'Chen Quan, on behalf of the grass and the sun, I greet your mother'.

After all, they were all captured by the thief sage 'Chen Quan', so it is only natural to greet Chen Quan.

Recently, Chen Quan also felt that he occasionally had a cold and sneezing every day, and went to several Chinese medicine clinics to treat kidney deficiency.

But these are all prison legends, some gossip, nothing more.

At the gate of Zhenhai City Police Station, under the young man's resentful expression, Jiang Xun hummed a little tune and left happily.

This has been here several times, and Jiang Xun already regards the police station as his home.

According to the strong clues provided by this guy, it is believed that the police should be able to crack down on this gang of thieves who fled to Zhenhai City.

"Renjiemiao's torture ability is not bad. It succeeded once after being used four times. It seems that it can be maintained sustainably."

Jiang Xun sat in his car, glanced at the setting sun outside the car window, and couldn't help smiling.

Since practicing martial arts with Yun Changmiao, not only his physical fitness has improved a lot, but his mental ability has also begun to increase.

In the past, when one 'Yibo Yuntian' went down, the head started to hurt, and two 'Yibo Yuntian' felt like needles.

But now, a skill is only a slight pain, four or five interrogations in a row, together, it seems to have consumed a little bit of energy, and the head does not hurt very much.

It seems that practicing martial arts with Yun Changmiao is indeed a sustainable development. In the end, I may be able to use skills without side effects.

Jiang Xun nodded in satisfaction, then started the car and went home with three big watermelons!
Think carefully about the breed of your partner.

Renjie Meow, the big fat orange cat.

Joan of Arc, pure white Napoleon cat.

Napoleon Wang, Papillon.

Sun Quan Wang, Shiba Inu.

Yunchangmiao, a mantle with the characteristics of a Maine Coon cat, or a Maine Coon with the characteristics of a mantle.

Even if Yun Changmiao has some black hair, generally speaking, there are no black cats and dogs!
Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, what if a black cat and black dog ate watermelon and sued him for racial discrimination?Watermelon fried chicken and grape soda can't be given randomly.

What, isn't this American?

That's fine.

Playing a brisk music, Jiang Xun drove all the way into the villa.

When he returned home, it was already dark, Jiang Xun looked around at the buildings in the villa area, and couldn't help but sighed deeply.

There are probably more than 40 villas in this Taihe Mountain Villa, but only five of them, including my own, are lit.

The occupancy rate is only 12.5%, which shows how bad the situation here is.

Maybe someone didn't turn on the lights, but Jiang Xun felt that the occupancy rate would never be too high.

"Even if there is no one, wouldn't there be no flowers in the flower beds? This property is too picky."

Holding three watermelons, Jiang Xun muttered to himself complainingly, very dissatisfied with the attitude of the property.

How much does it cost to plant a few flowers?

With a little complaint, Jiang Xun returned to his home.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Jiang Xun saw three minions planting something in the courtyard, and couldn't help but lean over to look at it, and couldn't hold back for a moment.

They 'transplanted' the flowers planted in the flower bed at the entrance of the community to the small courtyard, where they were playing with soil.

Misunderstood property.

Seeing Jiang Xun coming back, among the three little yellow men, the tall little yellow man immediately made a 'da da' sound, held a rose, and looked at Jiang Xun expectantly.

The other two little yellow men followed behind him, also putting on a very expectant expression, like a child who performed very well in school longing for the teacher's praise.

"Forehead……"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xun didn't know what to say, so he could only bend down and touch the heads of the three minions one by one.

After the three little yellow men showed happy smiles, Jiang Xun said again: "It's a good job, but I will transplant the flowers back later. These are other people's flowers, not ours. You can't just send everything home." Take, to see clearly what belongs to others and what belongs to us.”

After hearing Jiang Xun's words, the three minions saluted one after another, expressing their obedience to the commander's order, and began to transplant the flowers that had just been transplanted in the yard back.

Although they didn't do anything today, they were really exhausted.

Seeing the busy minions, Jiang Xun smiled slightly, and then entered the hall.

In the hall, the TV is flashing with the light of the TV series, and Joan of Arc is sitting in front of the TV with concentration, watching the TV without blinking.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Xun looked at the TV, only to find that it was an extremely brainless campus romance drama, with a strong taste of a cottage, very similar to Zhang Yutang's campus-themed TV series.

Joan of Arc would actually watch this kind of TV series?

Jiang Xun was a little taken aback, every cat and dog has their own favorite TV series, I didn't expect Joan of Arc to be like this.

After coming here for more than ten days, Joan of Arc is learning everything about modern society besides taking classes in the "Di Fatty Little Sunflower Classroom" every day.

Joan of Arc is not stupid, and within ten days, she quickly became familiar with everything here, such as TV dramas, movies, games, etc., naturally.

Seeing Jiang Xun coming back, Joan raised her head symbolically, and said politely to Jiang Xun: "Welcome back, Mr. Shit Shovel Officer, I hope your journey will be smooth sailing. Meow~"

But as soon as the words fell, Joan suddenly discovered that Jiang Xun was holding three watermelons in his hand, her eyes widened in an instant, and she swallowed saliva visibly, then she tilted her head and looked at Jiang Xun expectantly. Asked: "Mr. Shit Shovel Officer, what is this? It looks like a watermelon. Is it for me?"

Jeanne looked straight at the watermelon, as if she had never seen such a big watermelon.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Xun couldn't help being a little funny. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a meat ball quickly rolling towards the stairs: "Watermelon? Where is there watermelon? Meow~!"

All the way down from the second floor, it was Renjie Miao Ben Miao.

Even Napoleon Wang in the room on the first floor poked his head out appropriately.

So, the three of them showed amazed expressions at the same time.

"Isn't it just a watermelon?"

Seeing the fuss of the three of them, Jiang Xun was also a little puzzled, not knowing what was going on, and then skillfully split the watermelon, and each of them cut a piece.

By the way, I also gave Shu Yuanfang a piece.

"Ow~"

"It's really good~"

The three little ones seemed very satisfied. Seeing their appearance, Jiang Xun became even more curious. At this time, Renjiemiao said while eating: "Watermelon, the flesh is petal-shaped, with thick skin and many seeds. Cherish it, like this watermelon, it can be said that even the Empress would not be able to eat it, meow~"

The emperor, of course, does not refer to the Japanese king in the player's family who lived a good life, but the Li Zhi who "can you be more rational".

"Yes, the watermelon is small and sour, with many seeds, but the center is very sweet." Joan of Arc also nodded in praise, the sense of world-weariness on her face finally disappeared, replaced by a never-before-seen satisfaction.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xun couldn't help but understand a lot.

First, ancient watermelons are not tasty.

Second, Joan of Arc can be cured.

Once these two conclusions came out, Jiang Xun felt that it was very simple.

He paused, then stretched his waist, walked upstairs, and at the same time said in a loud voice: "Let's eat first, I have to go to Yang Xin's preliminary trial site early tomorrow morning."

"Remember to take out the trash!"

　Ask for a monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)