Chapter 5 Cher

He Chen and his son looked at each other and smiled helplessly. In this family, it's enough that someone doesn't bully them. When have they bullied people? Besides, do they have to bully such a small thing? But their father and son have some intention to study it. After all, this thing is rare. Now It seems that this opportunity is not big.

"Xiao Chen, come out quickly." When He Chen was painting in the room, he heard his mother's eager exclamation, and the voice came to the living room downstairs. Last night, he told his parents about the general matter. They also accepted the strange dream. He Chen showed some ability that they could not tolerate them to accept it.

Tang Yueru teased He Chen at that time, "Son, you have become a superman. Remember to wear your underwear in the future!"

He Chen asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Look." Tang Yueru stretched out her right hand pitifully, and her whole right hand was covered with a thin layer of ice.

"Recovery!" He Chen hurriedly cleaned up the thin layer of ice in his mother's hand and restored her hand as before.

Tang Yueru stretched out her hand in front of her and looked at it carefully. There was no problem. She looked at her magical son and smiled happily, "Well, I don't know why this little thing is crazy. I touched it and froze me like that."

"It should be the animal's instinctive hostility and self-protection consciousness. Mom, you'd better keep a little distance from it before it wakes up." He Chen tried. As soon as his hand approached the ferrule, its hair stood up, and the chill on his body condensed in an instant.

"Xiao Chen!" Two hours old, Tang Yueru screamed, and He Chen ran down again and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

"This little guy froze my flowers to death. You are about to come back to life." Tang Yueru pointed to a pot of beautiful begonia in the living room, which has now turned into an ice sculpture. A thin layer of ice is centered on the ferret, spreading around a range of more than 3 meters, which is still growing slowly with the breath of the ferret.

He Chen frowned and first restored the frozen begonia. He came to the ferret and gave it a recovery technique. He obviously felt that the cold condensed on its body was slow, and the range of the ice was no longer expanded. He Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wait, let it freeze the begonia again. I find it more beautiful to become an ice sculpture." Seeing that He Chen was going to take the ferret away, Tang Yueru hurriedly shouted. He Chen felt dizzy and almost fell on the sofa. She looked back at her mother helplessly. Sometimes her mother's thoughts were absolutely different from ordinary people.

He Chen had to wait below. He didn't want to wait for a while. In addition to the flower-shaped ice sculpture, there is also a human-shaped ice sculpture below. Although his mother is in her forties and looks in her thirties, sometimes the psychological age is sometimes young, which makes He Chen and his son unable to laugh or cry. Now, he holds the camera and changes. The ice-carved begonia keeps patted. Needless to say, I'm going to show off on the Internet later.

"Dear mother, if your begonia doesn't thaw, it will really freeze to death!" Feeling that Begonia's breath of life was getting weaker and weaker, He Chen had no choice but to remind him that when he woke up from that dream, He Chen's perception ability had been enhanced a lot, especially the induction of vitality, but this perception ability was active and would not randomly sense the surrounding living objects anytime and anywhere.

He Chen returned to the house with the ferret in his arms. Every fifteen minutes, he had to release a "recovery technique" to weaken its power to release the cold. Otherwise, the thin ice would spread and it might freeze everything in the house. He kept calculating the time and felt that tired. He Chen thought of it. A clever way is to find a net pocket to hang the ferret on his chest. When the power of ice and cold condenses to a certain extent, it is the moment when he releases the "resurrection". This saves a lot of trouble, and He Chen can also concentrate on his own things.

For three days, He Chen was taking care of the ferrates sleeplessly. He wanted to sleep, but he was woken up by the cold every ten or twenty minutes. How could he sleep? In the past three days, He Chen was also trying his best to draw the characters in his memory. Every painting was devoted to all his experience. His current level of painting is as good as that of more than a dozen. It was very different from the day before. The ten years in the dream made some of his abilities achieve a qualitative change. There was a squirm in his chest. He Chen hurriedly looked down and saw a pair of black bean-like eyes looking at him. The eyes were clear and did not contain any impurities, and there was no hostility at all.

He Chen took the ferrit out and said happily, "You finally woke up."

"Squeak!" The ferrit moved and jumped from He Chen's hand to his shoulder. His furry tail swept his face affectionately and shouted twice, as if to say "thank you".

"Go, find someone to play with you." Regardless of whether the ferrette understood or not, whether he agreed or not, He Chen went downstairs and threw the ferrette to his mother who was watching a soap opera. Seeing the ferrette waking up, Tang Yueru immediately opened her eyes and stroked her hands lovingly. Before He Chen returned to his room, he heard his mother's happy laughter and admired this little guy. This He got along with his mother very soon. Unfortunately, he is still busy with something and doesn't have time to study it.

In the evening, the dining table of a family of three became a family of four. The ferrette held a spoon and fork in a decent way. It was suitable for both meat and vegetables, and it was very hot and cold. He Chen was very curious about how his small belly could hold so many things in it. The amount of food was not worse than his.

After dinner, under the chairmanship of Tang Yueru, a family of four held a family meeting. There was only one topic of the meeting. Give the ferret a name to the ferret. As soon as his mother finished speaking, He Chen said impatiently, "Xiao Bai."

The ferret looked blankly at He Chen with a lustful face, and then looked at the strange look of He Minghao and Tang Yueru. He jumped on the coffee table, scratched his claws, and shook his tail for a long time. He Chen didn't understand a word and had to rely on his mother's translation, "What a broken name, you deserve to be despised."

"Jiji!" The ferrit nodded proudly and agreed with Tang Yueru's words.

He Minghao looked at his wife and asked, "White as jade, how about calling her Xiaoyu?"

"Yes, but I think it's more kind to call Cher. What do you think?" Tang Yueru said her idea, but looking at the meaning, she didn't ask much about it.

"I think Xiaobai is better." He Chen didn't care whether the little guy despised him or not, and insisted on his naming right.

He Minghao also gave full play to his right to cook, "I think Xiaoyu sounds good."

"Well, let it choose by itself." Tang Yueru smiled gently and said an excellent fair method. He Chen and his son looked at each other. They both looked at each other with the eyes that "the general trend has gone, and the wood has become a boat". Sure enough, after Tang Yueru explained the matter to the ferret, the small family looked at this, looked at that, and finally stood on Tang Yueru's shoulder. He shouted arrogantly twice and swore that it would be called Cher from now on.

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