At 4:30 in the morning, Jiang Lin arrived at Huo's Manor.
Butler Luo thought something had happened to his husband and hurriedly spoke out.
"Special Assistant Jiang, sir, do you have anything important to do?"
Jiang Lin shook his head: "It's not sir, it's miss."
Butler Luo breathed a sigh of relief, then became surprised again.
"Assistant Jiang, what's wrong, Miss?"
Jiang Lin asked Butler Luo: "Steward Luo, Miss has been in the manor for so long. Is there anything different at home?"
Butler Luo, who was so sleepy that he could only yawn, was instantly happy.
"Hahaha, that's too much!"
Jiang Lin immediately became alert: "For example?"
Butler Luo kept his family treasures in mind: "The most obvious thing is of course that my husband comes home more often. As long as the company is not dealing with something as big as Fogyuan Group's this time, he comes home on time almost every day."
"For another example, the eldest young master and the second young master are much more lively. The eldest young master has more smiles on his face. The second young master does not often go out to play with his friends until early in the morning before coming back. The third young master is much more sensible and no longer has any signs on the living room wall. The ghost has drawn a talisman, and everyone is scrambling to take care of the young lady."
"besides……"
Jiang Lin: "..."
Is this what he wants to hear?
Obviously not!
Seeing that his husband was fine, Jiang Lin was in a daze. Butler Luo waved his hand, yawned and turned back to his room to rest, leaving Jiang Lin alone in the living room standing in a daze.
While the young master and the young masters of the Huo family went upstairs to rest, Tu Heihei, who sneaked out, raised his head and looked at the human who stepped on one of his little feet.
"Hey, buddy, don't you feel like the soles of your feet are tingling?"
Jiang Lin subconsciously apologized: "Ah, I'm sorry about that, I didn't mean it."
Looking around, there was no one around.
Jiang Lin: "..."
Tu Heihei raised his other foot and kicked Jiang Lin's ankle. The force was not strong, but it could definitely be felt.
"Here! You stepped on Uncle Rabbit's foot!"
Only then did Jiang Lin notice that a black rabbit with a pair of dark red eyes had appeared at his feet.
The most terrible thing is that this rabbit is so talkative.
Jiang Lin: "..."
When Jiang Lin broke into a cold sweat, Zaizai's soft voice came down from upstairs.
"Rabbit Heihei, don't bully Uncle Jiang, or I'll stew you!"
Rabbit Heihei whose feet were stepped on said: "..."
Rabbit Heihei's limbs were paralyzed and he lay on the ground motionless.
The little red-haired zombie was still wearing Huo Sijin's wide T-shirt, as if he was wearing a dress, and he jumped down the stairs from upstairs to the next.
Jiang Lin subconsciously looked over when he heard the movement. When he saw a child with outstretched hands and red hair covering his waist and hips jumping down from the building, his pupils exploded.
"this……"
The little red-haired zombie turned his head stiffly, the blood-red pupils on his pale face locked onto Jiang Lin, and then he grinned.
"Hi!"
Jiang Lin: "..."
Mamma Mia!
Is that the legendary zombie?
Although it is small, it is still a zombie!
Just when Jiang Lin was about to scream in terror, Zaizai floated down from the second floor and landed in front of him.
One of his legs was floating, and the chubby hand covered his mouth, and he explained with a milky voice.
"Uncle Jiang, don't scream. Although the young general is a zombie, he doesn't bite. He can drink chicken blood."
Jiang Lin: "..."
Zaizai saw Jiang Lin staring at her with wide eyes, and she added softly and cutely.
"Zai Zai knows that Uncle Jiang is very courageous, so he must not be afraid, right?"
Jiang Lin: "..."
No!
He fears!
He was so frightened that he almost peed!
What normal person can bear this?
Jiang Lin rolled his eyes and was about to faint. Zaizai put her little hand on his eyebrows and forcibly held his soul in place. When his soul stabilized, she had already nestled into Jiang Lin's arms.
She put her hands around his neck and expressed concern for him.
"Uncle Jiang, you are really not afraid of zombies. They are real and their bodies are real. They are not as scary as those ghosts."
Jiang Lin swallowed hard, wondering why he hadn't fainted yet in such a terrifying situation.
Just now, he clearly felt that his eyes were going dark and his brain was going blank.
"Uncle Jiang?"
Jiang Lin was in a daze: "Hey."
Zaizai smiled softly and cutely: "Did dad ask you to come back to see your brothers and Zaizai? Is dad particularly busy? Then you can go back later and ask dad to pay more attention to your health. Brothers and Zaizai are doing very well. .”
Jiang Lin: "...Hey, okay."
Five minutes later, Jiang Lin, who was on the same hand and on the same foot, got into the car, his clothes already soaked.
After regaining consciousness, he sat in the driver's seat and then slapped himself on the forehead in a dreamy manner.
Regret and fear!
"Damn it! Why didn't I bring a voice recorder and a micro camera!"
With mixed feelings, Jiang Lin stepped on the accelerator and headed straight to the special department.
He had to go to the captain Chen Jiantao first. What should he do with at least three ghosts in his house?
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At eight o'clock the next morning, Huo Sijin got up and had breakfast with Zai Zai, and then sent Zai Zai to Hanning Bilingual International Kindergarten.
Huo Sijue and Huo Sichen had not had a good rest for several days in a row, and now they were so sleepy that they both began to snore.
When she went out, the little red-haired zombie wearing a hat to block the light tightly clutched Zai Zai's skirt and looked at her pitifully like an abandoned puppy.
Zaizai was stunned for a moment, then explained to him softly.
"Zai Zai goes to kindergarten, you should go back too."
The red-haired little zombie's big blood-red eyes suddenly became moist, and he just stared at her without saying anything or moving away.
Zaizai: "..."
Zaizai raised his head and asked Huo Sijin beside him: "Big brother, can Zaizai take him to kindergarten with you?"
Huo Sijin suppressed the twitching of his mouth and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Zaizai, I shouldn't be able to."
Zaizai looked at the little red-haired zombie in embarrassment, and the little red-haired zombie began to cry.
Zaizai: "..."
Crying again and again!
Zaizai crawled up to Huo Sijing's arms with hands and feet, and plunged into his arms, acting like a baby.
"Big brother~~Zai Zai will keep an eye on the little general and make sure he doesn't scare other children."
Huo Sijin: "..."
He could trust Zaizai, but he was unfamiliar with the little red-haired zombie.
He hasn't slept since he came back from the hospital in the early morning, and has been searching for zombie habits on Baidu.
Looking at all kinds of weird stories, zombies are ferocious, bloodthirsty, and extremely cruel.
How dare he let Zaizai take such a fierce breed to school with him.
Huo Sijin tried his best not to be fooled by Zaizai's coquettishness.
He was a little afraid to look at the cute cub in his arms, so his eyes fell on the little red-haired zombie.
Seeing that the little red-haired zombie was still wearing his T-shirt, Huo Sijin suddenly had an idea.
"Zai Zai, the young general doesn't even have any decent clothes. After the elder brother sends you to school, he has to take him to buy clothes."
Zaizai thought of the countless clothes in his cloakroom: "Zai Zai has them. The young general can wear Zai Zai's clothes."
Huo Sijin hurriedly shook his head: "That won't work. Zaizai is a girl and Xiaojiang is a boy."
Zaizai blinked his big eyes and suddenly lowered his head to ask the little red-haired zombie who had been looking at them without saying anything.
"Can you wear Zai Zai's skirt?"
The little red-haired zombie's eyes were bright, and he nodded his head with an unusually clear voice.
"able!"
Huo Sijin silently raised his head and looked at the sky.
Sure enough, he is also a little zombie without a kindergarten diploma. A boy wearing a skirt... Aren't you afraid that it will become a black history in the future?
