The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 107 Who Ate the Wirehawk?

Xue Shisan felt that these past few days had been extremely agonizing, and he was very concerned about the Xunying that had been captured.

The hawks specially trained by their Blood Rain Pavilion are extremely powerful in combat and are very good at chasing and escaping, but they are usually used to deliver messages.

They are integrated with the specially bred fragrant moths; as soon as they smell the scent of those moths, they can fly quickly from within three to five hundred miles.

However, the training comes at a great cost. Not every assassin possesses the Thousand Fragrance Moth, and now the Moth and the Swift Eagle are gone too.

"Doctor, could you please ask me how the eagle is doing?" These past two days, perhaps due to being too anxious, Xue Shisan has been able to speak fluently.

Hu Xiaotong: "I don't know, I guess they ate it."

When the village boys caught birds and beasts, their first thought was to eat them.

It's been three days already, I wonder where the bones are now.

Xue Shisan felt a wave of despair. He thought about how he had lost such a big order, and he also thought about Xunying. He was sure that when he got back, the leader would make him pay for it.
He only has so little money left for retirement, and it seems like it's going to be in jeopardy.

Suddenly a sharp whistle came from outside, and Xue Shisan's eyes widened in surprise.

It's the leader and his men!
"Once we find Blood Thirteen, we'll make him pay a hefty price! The employer is furious; so many days have passed and we haven't heard a word!" The leader said, while signaling his men to make a call.

By this time, they had already entered the village.

The group of people were dressed in white and looked out of place among the villagers.

"Who are you looking for?" Several elderly people sitting under the banyan tree at the village entrance asked from afar as they saw these people enter the village.

The helmsman instinctively felt a chill run down his spine, thinking he had been discovered.

Looking over, he saw several elderly people who were too weak to even kill a chicken, and realized that he had already disguised himself.

He flashed what he thought was a harmless smile: "Old folks, we're here to find a relative. His name is Xue Shisan. Do you know where he is?"

The elderly people initially found it somewhat unfamiliar: "Blood Thirteen? What a strange name!"

But Old Master Hu, I remember there was a patient in Dr. Hu's family who seemed to say that he was "Xue Yige". Were they related?

He shared his guess with the person next to him, and the old man of the Ma clan looked at the leader with slight disapproval.

"You're already going to a funeral? The person isn't even dead yet." The old man from the Ma clan shook his head.

Another elderly person said, "Not necessarily. Maybe they're here to bring good luck. In some places, when someone is about to die, they'll wear mourning clothes first, and maybe the person will come back to life after the ritual."

Everyone thought it made sense.

The leader and his group: "..."

God the hell is wearing mourning clothes!
To disguise themselves as assassins, they deliberately wore all white when they arrived, making them appear innocent and pure.

If it weren't for finding Xue Shisan and Xun Ying, would they have gone to such lengths?
The elderly people were unaware that the villagers had not notified Xue Shisan's relatives at all, assuming that they had come after receiving the news, and immediately gave them directions.

The leader and his men then went to Doctor Hu's house.

For the past three days, Xiao Ayu has been busy helping out and hasn't come to play with Qin Huai.

Qin Huai had specially asked Chi Jia to buy some snacks, but he couldn't send them out.

"Brother Ayou, what have you been doing these past few days? I've been helping with planting! It's such a big plot of land. When it grows tall, our family will have lots and lots of food. I'll even bring you some pancakes!" Little Ayu said, waving her little arms.

She even swallowed hard when she talked about pancakes.

Old Wang's family has been making pancakes these past few days, mainly for convenience. They make the pancakes early in the morning, take them out to work, and eat a little when they get hungry.

I'll work until evening, then come back for a meal.

To help everyone replenish their energy, Liu added extra salt to the pancakes, which made everyone drink more water.

Now, Xiao Ayu's space is filled with all kinds of cakes, because lately, all she likes are cakes.

Qin Huai immediately asked Chi Jia to bring out the pastries he had prepared. They were bought three days ago and were very beautiful, produced by a famous pastry shop in town.

Although it's quite different from what the cook makes, it's already unique in the town.

When the food box was opened, Xiao Ayu saw the beautiful pastries and was a little reluctant to eat them.

Qin Huai pushed the box towards her. He loved watching Xiao Ayu eat, because she always seemed so happy when she ate, as if she were eating the most delicious thing in the world.

Actually, even the brown rice at home is sometimes hard for Lao Wang's own family to handle, causing them to feel a sore throat, but Xiao Ayu has never thought it tasted bad.

She even finds the water in her home delicious.

Little Ayu picked up a bright red pastry, took a big bite, and ate it until her little face was bulging. A few crumbs fell onto the stone table.

Qin Huai took out a handkerchief, intending to wipe it off for Xiao Ayu, but Xiao Ayu picked up the crumbs on the stone table and stuffed them into her mouth without hesitation.

Her movements were so fast that Qin Huai didn't have time to stop her.

He frowned, unable to hold back any longer, and said, "...dirty."

"A little dirt won't hurt you!" Little Ayu gently patted her tummy. "Fifth Brother taught me that!"

When Wang Wulang took Xiao Ayu out, if they were to roast something, it would be completely blackened, and they would just pick it up if it fell on the ground. They never thought about whether it was dirty or not.

After taking a bite of the pastry, Xiao Ayu didn't want to eat anymore. Qin Huai gestured for her to continue eating, but Xiao Ayu shook her head.

"I'm full."

"Red Armor."

"exist."

The red-armored figure approached from afar.

At Qin Huai's signal, he prepared to pack up the food box. When he looked down, he saw the open food box and his expression changed.

"Young master, these pastries seem to have gone bad!"

The entire box of pastries was covered with tiny black dots; if you didn't look closely, you might mistake them for decorations on the pastries themselves.

Chi Jia picked up the pastry and brought it to his nose to smell it.

"It's moldy."

Qin Huai's expression changed. He jumped off the stone bench, walked to Xiao Ayu's side, and said to her, "Spit it out!"

Little Ayu was confused.

[Honey, the food you ate is expired! Spit it out!]

[I was only away from you for a moment, and you're going to give yourself food poisoning?!]

Little Ayu understood; they wanted her to vomit up what she had eaten. She covered her mouth and shook her head.

"No, no, you can't spit out what you've eaten! It will make them sad!"

Qin Huai: “…”

Chi Jia: "..."

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If you don't spit it out, your grandma and grandma will be heartbroken!