After having a full meal, Joey usually takes a nap when he has nothing to do.
She didn't know if the Zhang family had the concept of lunch break. She asked the little official, and the little guy shook his head and said that lunch break was only available during the summer.
Half an hour, not at this time.
Zuer was really sleepy because she didn't sleep well yesterday, and she couldn't let the little Qilin sit still.
After closing the door, he spread a picnic mat on the ground and put a lot of little yellow chicken dolls and several cars for him to play with.
If she had known she could go back to when her eldest nephew was a child, she should have filled the space with more toys.
These few cars were bought by a blind man for Qi Qi, and she didn't even know when they were put into the space.
The living environment here is not good either. She should go to the elder to ask for a yard in the afternoon.
There was no small kitchen in the guest house, so it was inconvenient for her to cook for little Qilin.
After all, the things in the space are limited, so they should be replenished at any time to prepare for emergencies.
I don’t know what happened to that bastard Yuanbao. He should have discovered that he was disconnected from her long ago.
There is definitely something wrong with that Yuyu's consciousness, but what can she do as a mortal?
Without Yuan Bao, she was like a little girl caught by human traffickers.
If she didn't believe the lie that the other party took her to buy candy, then she would just be violently knocked unconscious.
Instead of doing this, it is better to pretend to cooperate and save yourself first to buy time for rescue.
Yuanbao's second-hand system is like a grasshopper with himself.
Whether she, the host, can go back alive depends on whether Yuan Bao's backstage is strong or whether the meteorite jade's consciousness level is higher!
Sitting on the bed with such random thoughts, Zuer actually fell asleep without realizing it.
Perhaps because his eldest nephew was finally in a relaxed mood, Zuer slept for an hour and woke up feeling refreshed.
Seeing Xiaoguan still sitting on the picnic mat and playing with toys, Zuer felt better.
Sure enough, human nature is hard to change. Zhang Qiling's love for little yellow chickens is engraved in his bones.
Xiaoguan has always been cautious when getting along with Zuer, like a little mouse hiding in a hole. He occasionally sticks his head out to observe, and immediately retreats at the slightest sign of trouble.
It wasn't until Zuer's breathing was steady and completely asleep that he dared to hold those little dolls.
These weird-looking chicks are fluffy and soft, with bright yellow down and flaming red mouths, all of which poke at Xiaoguan's cute spots.
He hugged this one and touched that one, and he liked each one very much.
After taking another peek to see if there was anyone around, he carefully buried his face in the belly of the largest doll.
He knew that he should not have expectations. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
Just like when he was happily taken away by his adoptive father, he thought he finally had a father, but what awaited him was indeed an abyss of pain.
When he was in the orphan camp, only the older children would bully him, but they would only snatch his eggs and occasionally drive him outside to sleep.
But his adoptive father was even more terrifying. He would bleed himself, punish himself by depriving himself of sleep, and would often forget to give him food.
The cold, dying feeling was so uncomfortable that it shattered all his expectations.
Now he was finally separated from his adoptive father, but instead of returning to the orphan camp, he was directly transferred to this aunt for adoption.
For young officials with limited cognition, being adopted may not be as safe as staying in an orphan camp.
At least the meal times there were fixed, and no one would bleed him.
How he lives after being adopted depends entirely on the mood of the person who adopts him.
Through conversations with several people at the orphanage, Xiaoguan knew that the aunt who had newly adopted him was a person with a worse temper than his adoptive father.
So is her current tenderness towards him just a whim when she just got a new toy?
When will she start to get impatient?
Will her method of punishing herself be more cruel?
Everything he ate today was delicious, something he had never tasted before.
These toys are also very cute, not something that a bastard like him can have.
What does my aunt want to gain by giving herself so much?
Can he afford it? If he doesn't get the reward he wants, will his aunt fall out soon?
It may be that he is born with a high IQ, or it may be that the harsh living environment makes petty officials more precocious.
During the time when Zuer was sleeping, Xiaoguan was not completely indulged in toys, but kept reviewing the details of his relationship with Zuer.
He used his little brain with limited experience to constantly ask questions and analyze them carefully. Out of the instinct of a small animal, he was thinking about how to protect himself as much as possible.
The human brain has unlimited potential.
The only child who is also 6 years old and whose family environment is simple and happy may not even be able to make up a simple lie.
As for those raised by a dozen or so children from a big family, they may already know how to please those in power, and may even try to seduce and frame their brothers and sisters.
Xiaoguan is kind-hearted and never wants to harm others. He just wants to protect himself from being hurt.
Although he has worked very hard, this simple request is too difficult for his bloodline and identity.
Who would be willing to become a mute unless absolutely necessary?
Zuer did not get up after waking up, but watched her eldest nephew playing with toys with great joy.
Unfortunately, her mood soon dropped.
The emojis on the little guy's face were full of doubts and fears, which made her feel even more uncomfortable. She wished she could snatch Zhang Fusheng and cut him into pieces right now.
When the official realized that Zuer was awake, he quickly stood up and lowered his head without saying a word, as if he had done something wrong.
Zuer suppressed the sourness in her heart, showed a gentle smile, and gave him a bottle of juice from the space.
"Is the officer thirsty?
Auntie has delicious juice here. Auntie will collect the toys for you first.
Let's go ask the great elder for a yard. When auntie arranges the rooms for you, we will give them to you. You can put them wherever you want.
If you want anything else, please tell your aunt. Your aunt is very rich and can buy you anything. "
The junior officer cautiously said thank you and stopped talking.
Zuer sighed, packed away the toys, and led Xiaoguan out of the yard after he finished drinking the juice.
The elder was a little surprised when he heard that Zhang Zuer was here, but he still quickly invited him in.
Looking at the little boy holding the other person's hand, the elder's heart moved, and he was guessing what the other person's intention was.
Zu'er had no patience at all for this old man, and said bluntly, "Since you said you would push me out as a shield, you have to give me one in the yard.
After all, it's not a problem to be called a saint and live in the guest house all the time.
Also, we two have to make some clothes quickly. I have the fabric myself. You can find some tailors for me.
The yard will be tidied up as soon as possible, so you don’t have to worry about the furniture.
The windows need to be changed to glass. I need any materials I need.
I don't have high requirements, the yard is clean and safe, there is a small kitchen and a garden.
The house cannot be too old, the floor tiles cannot be too worn, and the feng shui cannot be too bad!
If you need a closet, please allocate a few more people to use it.
It doesn't matter if you are a spy, but you must be able to serve people well.
I don't need to be invisible if I need to show up again. Don't enter my house on your own initiative, and don't go through my things.
As long as I carry anything of some use with me, you don't have to waste your efforts.
Also, when you arrange the follow-up, please arrange for a few people who are good at lightness skills. They are all panting like cows and irritating my ears.
