Chapter 34 This Time Taking an Unusual Path

Ban Xia hummed a tune leisurely, threw the thick coat onto the bed, then bent down to pick up Old Mr. Huang, the Weasel curled up on the floor, half-squinting with his button-like small eyes, his furry tail hanging and curling up. Since winter began, Old Mr. Huang's spirit was increasingly weak, probably due to the cold temperature making his old bones stiff. But weasels don't hibernate, so he stayed half-awake all day, in a drowsy state.

"Out to play."

Ban Xia tossed him into the living room. Old Mr. Huang suddenly woke up and scurried away quickly.