Chapter 169 (1/2)
”Eh? Little donkey?”
The fairy girl Nido opened her eyes slightly, a little surprised.
Those who can live in this villa area are either rich or expensive. The domesticated pets are either cats and dogs of pure blood, or BMW horses of Shenjun, or cattle ghosts and snake gods who are rare in hunting.
Raising donkeys is really special.
”You see, that's it.”
Elven lady evya pointed out the window and just saw the little donkey shaking slowly in the street. There was a furry little milk cat squatting on her head. She was looking left and right curiously.
”Scared ~ so cute!”
The fairy girl's pale golden eyes flickered and were sprouted by this rare but lovely combination.
”Well, take a closer look. This donkey is really beautiful. Its hair color is very good and its body curve is also great. Is this a precious breed?”
The fairy lady also commented.
”Eh? Donkeys also have advantages and disadvantages?”
Her daughter asked curiously.
Although the little milk cat is also very cute, after all, the milk cat is very cute, and it is not a precious variety, that is, the white handed civet cat everywhere, which is naturally difficult to attract the attention of the fairy mother and daughter.
They have seen many expensive cats and are naturally not interested in the common civet cat.
But the little donkey was different. They saw such a beautiful donkey for the first time.
And while they were discussing, the little donkey just walked around and went back to his stable. After entering, he shook his tail and closed the door by himself.
The fairy lady smiled:
”Very smart? It must not be a precious variety, but simple and beautiful.”
Her daughter nodded and agreed with her mother.
Precious varieties are often stupid.
”Mom, I really want to ride it. When shall we visit our new neighbors?”
”Wait until you have a chance.”
The fairy lady perfunctorily said, looked up at the sky and continued:
”Well, it's getting dark. It's time for you to read those epics.”
The girl listened, and her long eyelashes suddenly drooped down.
Those ancient epics are often long and difficult to understand, and they are particularly hard to read.
”Mom, I practiced the piano all day today. Can I be a little lazy?”
She quickly said in a coquettish tone, her big eyes blinking, pitiful.
But the fairy lady shook her head severely and said in earnest:
”Nido, this is not the time to be lazy.”
”It took me a lot of effort to get you into the History Department of the first imperial college.”
”And didn't you promise me to memorize all the five epic poems this month?”
After hearing this, the fairy girl showed a look of crying and uttered a pitiful sob:
”Woo woo ~”
”If I knew, I wouldn't choose the history department...”
The lady rubbed her face, comforted and encouraged her, and asked her to go back to her study.
When I left, I didn't forget to tell him:
”After reading the epic, remember to review the Elvish grammar learned the day before yesterday and recite a few more groups of words.”
”I know, I know...”
The fairy girl walked away with her long legs and left the living room with a sullen face.
At the same time, he whispered:
”What's the use of learning elf language? I'm not an elf, but my ears are a little sharp...”
The fairy lady obviously also saw her daughter's reluctance and inner conflict. She felt both distressed and helpless, and a little worried.
The daughter inherited the appearance and intelligence of the elves, but also inherited the freedom and carelessness of the elves.
She doesn't like learning and practicing the piano. She prefers to go out and play with those lovely little animals.
But there is no way. For her future, I can only force her to correct her nature.
As an immortal species with a much longer life span than human beings, most elves do not have the constant sense of tension and oppression of human beings. Most of their life is free, leisurely and carefree.
In fact, she herself was the same until she was brought into the human world by her husband.
Before her husband died, she spent many years and failed to adapt to the fast pace and high pressure of human society. Under the careful care of her husband, she spent most of her time enjoying and playing like a free and beautiful butterfly in the village.
After her husband died and she took over the family business, it took her less than two months to fully understand the cruelty of human society. In the face of those humans with ferocious faces, greedy eyes and coveting her body and family business, she was like a little butterfly in the blizzard and rain, swaying and helpless.
Until the mysterious ”Owl” came to her, helped her solve those desperate problems and taught her the survival law of human society.
As a price, she became the offline of ”Owl”, code named ”Butterfly”
She hasn't seen the owl's face so far. She can't see his body clearly. She doesn't know whether he is male or female, or even whether he is a creature.
This is a mysterious existence forever shrouded in the shadow, which not only makes her feel at ease and awe, but also makes her feel frightened and worried.
Being a spy is definitely not a good job. Pressure and fear are like a mountain on her weak shoulders, making her often sleepless all night.
So she hopes her daughter is good enough to stand out in this human country, and then find a way to get rid of the current situation, leave here and go back to her real hometown.
Only there can she live like a real elf, relaxed and carefree.
But her daughter Nido doesn't seem to be going to accept such an arrangement.
She doesn't even think she's an elf
When she was very young, she cried that the children in the kindergarten always laughed at their long ears and asked her mother if she could cut off their ears?
Although I won't say such childish words when I grow up, I still don't have the slightest sense of identity with my race. Last time, because a classmate called her Miss elf, I turned against others and almost tore her up.
She even thought that the elegant and noble elvish language was an obscure and strange foreign language, which was very contradictory.
The lady has worked hard to teach her for many years, and her elvish language level is still at the child level.
Mother is both worried and helpless.
As a child, Nido lives in human society, receives human education and is associated with human children. It is difficult to identify with her true identity.