Mrs. Waste Wood Exploded Again

   Chapter 729 He should not like piano scores

   "Lord, what should we do now?"

   Old Zhang also wanted to cry, and he didn't know why, but Miss Feng Xun seemed to like sending blood books to the Lord, and every time the Lord was scared to death.

   "Go check immediately, find out where she is, so I can apologize!"

  Although he didn't know what he did wrong, since Feng Xun was angry, he must apologize first, lest the woman come to him and he would have nothing good to eat.

   "Yes, Lord."

   Lao Zhang folded his fists and retreated.

   The next day.

On the    announcement list, there is an additional announcement.

   The notice had nothing but red paw prints, but the seal stamped made everyone tremble with fear.

  The entire continent was shaken by this.

  …

   "Have you heard? The one from Yunshan seems to have written a notice."

   "What did she write?"

   "I don't know, there are only red blood paw prints, and I don't know what it means."

   These messages are passed on ten, ten, and a hundred, and in the end they become—

   "The person from Yunshan has issued a killing order to everyone in the mainland! It has caused everyone's panic, but no one knows where she is, or when she will come out to kill."

   "Is she crazy? She's so good, why do you want to issue a killing order?"

   "Who knows...but if you sit back and ignore it, maybe you will die here in the next moment..."

  …

   Feng Xun didn't know anything about the situation in the mainland. In addition to sleeping and teasing cats every day, she was waiting for the birthday banquet of the old man.

   For some reason, she suddenly thought of the task that she had given to the milk bag before, looked down at the little milk bag in her arms, and asked, "How is the letter I asked you to write?"

"It's written, it's already been sent," the milk bag had a smile in his eyes, "Xun, I think it's more domineering to write letters in red, and it looks much better than black ink. I prefer to use cinnabar. "

  Feng Xun thought about it, and there should be no difference between cinnabar and ink.

  So, she just paused: "You can write whatever you want. By the way, today is the old man's birthday banquet, milk bag. What do you think is better for me? How about the piano score?"

   She frowned slightly, a little distressed.

   She never attended any birthday parties, so she didn't know what to give.

   "Shi Shanya is a violinist," Nianbao tilted his head. "As a violinist, the most important thing he does not lack is the sheet music. If A Xun gave the sheet music, he would definitely dislike it."

  Feng Xun was a little embarrassed. Originally, she wanted to send the piano scores to the old man. The piano scores in her hands were rumored thousands of years ago, and she thought the old man would like it.

   But the milk bag is right. As a piano player, the most important thing is the piano score. If she really gave the piano score, the old man Baobuqi would really dislike it...

   "Then what should I give?"

  Nipao thought for a while: "Shi Shanya is an old man. Old men should like cute little pets. Why don't you grab a mysterious beast for him?"

  Feng Xun nodded in approval: "There's still time now, go and grab one, if it's a cute pet... a young fox?"

   "Okay ah."

  The milk bag jumped out of Feng Xun's arms and disappeared in a flash...

  Feng Xun lazily got up from the soft couch and walked out of the house.

   As soon as she opened the room, what she saw was Mo Qianqiu's face.

  The boy was sitting in a wheelchair, standing at her door, looking at her with a smile.

   (end of this chapter)