“Pull pull, will the fish talk to Xun Xun?”
Xun Xun asked her father in her childish voice. Of course, the words that came out of her mouth were children’s words.
“They will welcome you home.”
Lu Yi smiled and touched his daughter’s little face. This kind of fish was very smart and would really welcome people, especially after they were cooked. When they saw people, it was like seeing food, very kind.
During countless lonely nights, Lu Yi was accompanied by these fish that could not talk. In the end, he was isolated and accompanied by these fish.
These fish were not only Yan Huan’s memories, they were also his.
He also hoped that these fish could accompany his three children to grow up. It would also become a memory that would appear from the beginning of the chronicle.
