It was already 3:30 in the afternoon when Zaizai and the little zombie Jiang Siheng woke up.
Wash, eat, and play.
Zaizai still remembers that Xiaojiang’s brother was in a bad mood because of his zombie father, so he ate very fast when eating. He would eat a big bowl in three or two mouthfuls. After he was full and drunk, he and his uncle took Xiaojiang’s brother to play in the garden.
"Brother Xiaojiang, are you still sad?"
The little zombie Jiang Siheng was a little embarrassed and looked at the human nanny and Zaizai sitting on both sides of him.
After Zaizai woke up, she had removed the imperial power, but Siheng's little zombie had the Pluto blood she gave him, so it looked like a human child.
"Thank you...Zai Zai, I...can't...get over it."
Huo Chenhui thought of what his youngest son cried and said last night, and touched his little head distressedly.
"It's okay to be sad, just tell dad and Zaizai."
Siheng's little zombie pursed his lips and held Zaizai's fleshy little hand. His other hand was held by his daddy, and his big eyes slowly moistened.
"I've always...missed my father. But my family...all said...that my mother had a bad background...that's why my father has...never seen me."
"There are...many aunts in my family, all of whom are...women of my father. I...also have many...sisters. They...are...especially nice to me...in front of the concubine...the concubine. As soon as I left... they beat... me, twisted me... and made fun of... me!"
"Dad... brings... gifts from the border every year. Everyone in the family... has them, but... I don't have them."
Zaizai clenched his fists in anger: "Brother Xiaojiang, your zombie father is so bad!"
Huo Chenhui could probably imagine the scene at that time from the little guy's words. He also thought about Jiang Yuan calling himself "Father King" last night, and estimated that the age when his youngest son lived was thousands of years ago.
That time period……
Huo Chenhui directly picked up his youngest son, and then reached out to pick up Zaizai as well.
"It's okay, he doesn't give gifts to the young general, dad does!"
"Let's go, daddy will take Xiaojiang and Zaizai to pick out gifts, and then go to the amusement park!"
The little zombie Jiang Siheng was also very well-behaved and sensible, and he stammered and refused.
"No... no need, dad... what dad gave me... is already... a lot... a lot."
When Huo Chenhui heard this, he felt even more distressed.
What did he give his younger son?
I have hardly spent a whole day with him, and I have almost never personally chosen a gift for my youngest son.
I have to be busy at work, but I also have to take care of the children myself.
Huo Chenhui was in high spirits, holding a milk dumpling in each hand, and went straight to the garage with the wind blowing from his feet.
At the gate of Huo's Manor, Xiao Hai asked someone to send a car over.
Then keep watching.
When Shou fell asleep, he finally heard the sound of the car engine again.
Xiaohai jumped up, immediately sat up straight, and firmly grasped the steering wheel.
When he saw the two little ones in the back through the other party's lowered car window, Xiaohai, although he was not sure, stepped on the accelerator and followed them.
Huo Chenhui was chatting with his youngest son and niece while driving.
Jiang Siheng's little zombie's mood gradually improved a lot. Not to mention the zombie father, he looked no different from usual.
Of course, except for the slightly swollen eye sockets, he looked pitiful.
Huo Chenhui took his two little ones and went straight to the largest department store in the city center for a sweep.
Xiaohai followed sneakily. Even though his artist was so poor that he only had money left, he rarely went out to buy goods.
All clothes are produced at the industrial base owned by our own artists and then delivered to the villa.
It's not like he has never seen the big-name celebrities in the entertainment industry shopping for goods in shopping malls, but he guarantees that they are definitely not as generous as Mr. Huo Jiada.
"Junior, look at this... do you like it?"
The little zombie Jiang Siheng stared at the crystal ball with a confused look on his face: "Dad, what is this?"
Zaizai put the crystal ball directly into the hands of the little zombie Jiang Siheng: "Here, Brother Xiaojiang, this is the crystal ball. You can play with it upside down and backwards, and you can also squeeze it to burst it!"
Huo Chenhui: "...Yes! The sound of the squeeze is very nice."
Zaizai chuckled and encouraged the little zombie.
"Brother Xiaojiang, would you like to try?"
Although the little zombie has an ordinary human appearance, its power is still there.
With a strong force on his hand, there was a pop, and the crystal ball worth five figures exploded.
Xiaohai didn't care at first, thinking it was just like that.
When the little boy crushed twenty crystal balls worth five figures in one breath, he became a little uneasy.
Then, the little girl with chubby breasts also started squeezing.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
Among the sounds of "bang bang bang", there was also Mr. Huo Da's praise.
"Zai Zai's pinching is great, the young general is very good, he is so strong, he explodes with just one pinch!"
"Come again!"
…
After all the crystal balls in the mall were crushed, Huo Chenhui took the two little ones to Huo Huo Lego Toys.
Grab the claw machine again!
Zai Huo Huo children's motorcycle...
Xiao Hai looked numb.
The world of rich people... is so arrogant!
Huo Chenhui had a great time playing with his two little ones, but the other children stopped playing.
"Mom, I want to pinch the crystal ball too!"
"Dad, I also want two motorcycles. One can be driven while sitting, and the other can be unloaded and played with!"
"Grandma, I want to catch the doll machine, and when I can't catch the doll, I don't just smash it open to get the doll!"
…
The children in the shopping mall who were not in school burst into tears.
The guests who knew Huo Chenhui saw that Huo Chenhui was focused on taking care of the baby, so they didn't want to disturb him.
If you don’t know, educate your own children.
"How can you do that? What a waste of money?"
Zaizai and the little zombie stopped the dismantled motorcycle in their hands at the same time and looked at Huo Chenhui.
Huo Chenhui's hearing is not as good as the two little ones, so he doesn't hear what adults say to educate his children.
"Why don't you dismantle it? Every motorcycle has a different shape. You can only tell if you dismantle it."
Zaizai and the little zombie said in unison: "Dad (uncle), isn't this a waste of money?"
Huo Chenhui was stunned for a moment, wondering why the two little ones suddenly mentioned this issue.
But that doesn't stop him from doting on the two little ones.
"Where are you going? Even if Zaizai and Xiaojiang demolish the entire shopping mall, they won't be able to lose their fortune."
Zaizai and the little zombie's eyes widened at the same time, their two little faces filled with shock.
"Really?"
Huo Chenhui faintly heard the discussion not far away, and smiled fondly and indulgently.
"Of course! Who made our family so poor that only money is left! Quickly demolish it and see who can demolish it the most!"
Zaizai and Xiaojiang are both very sensible, otherwise he wouldn't be so spoiled.
Pamper your children and give them to your children too!
Zaizai secretly thought that it was okay, even if she was really defeated, she could ask Pluto's father to send money.
After all, Granny Meng once said that human society is developing rapidly now, and raising children is extremely expensive.
Dad Pluto can get this money!
The little zombie thought about the coffin planks of the zombie father again.
I thought to myself, it really doesn't work, that one is very valuable, the zombie dad doesn't live there either, he will carry it over and give it to my dad when the time comes.
After all, daddy is so good!
Let him become the envy of all children!
[Composition: Underworld boss: ...Oh, I’m going to give you money, get ready! Jiangyuan: Come to daddy, daddy will definitely make you the most envied cub in the world! 】
