Jiang Siheng was in a bad mood, Zaizai, Huang Ziyun and Zhu Dafu stayed with him.
This combination is a bit annoying in the eyes of Butler Luo.
Because he didn't know when there would be two more little animals in the house.
Especially that little fat black pig...
Butler Luo hurried over.
"Miss Zaizai, Master Xiaojiang, this little black pig and the little yellow dog..."
Zaizai didn't blush even when he lied.
"Uncle Robert, this is a gift from dad to Zaizai and Brother Xiaojiang."
Butler Luo: "..."
Sir's taste...when did it become so peculiar?
In the past, when my wife was still alive, the things my husband gave to my wife were either jewelry or limited-edition clothes, shoes, bags, etc. from various brands...
Given to a few young masters... most of them are what the young masters need, such as limited edition schoolbags, watches, pens, etc...
Now……
Butler Luo looked at the little yellow dog. It was thin and small, with smooth hair, but at first glance it looked like the kind of little native dog that was most common in his hometown.
Looking at the little black pig, which is so dark and fat that its belly is dragging to the ground, Butler Luo's expression is hard to describe.
Following, Butler Luo's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Miss Zaizai, sir, he asked you to bring this little black pig back and cook you roasted suckling pig, right?"
Miss Zaizai is a foodie, especially meat.
This little fat pig is fat and tender, and it is absolutely perfect when made into roasted suckling pig!
Zaizai: "..."
Jiang Siheng: "..."
Huang Ziyun: "..."
Zhu Dafu, the pig in question: "..."
This old man really dares to think!
Believe it or not, it jumped up and gave him a pig's hoof?
While Zai Zai and Xiao Jiang were still stunned, Butler Luo bent down and prepared to catch the little black pig.
"Miss Zaizai, young master, wait a minute. I'm going to send the little black pig to the kitchen. Let the kitchen speed up and add a roast suckling pig at noon!"
Zhu Dafu's piggy eyes widened and he roared angrily.
"Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Zaizai suddenly regained his composure and quickly used his chubby legs to pull Zhu Dafu to the side, just in time to avoid Butler Luo's hand.
"Uncle Robert, his name is Zhu Dafu. He is not used to eat, but raised... to play with Zaizai and Brother Xiaojiang, and also with Xiao Huang."
Jiang Siheng was also afraid that Butler Luo would roast Xiao Huang, so he couldn't bear to feel sad and immediately explained.
"Steward Luo, Xiao Huang's name is Huang Ziyun. It was given to me by my second uncle. It will always be with us in the future."
Butler Luo: "..."
He could understand raising a little native dog.
The little native dog has good fighting ability, and it can also look after the house and the yard, which is great!
But Miss Zaizai wants to raise a fat little pig, and it's also very black...
Butler Luo opened his mouth to say something else, but Zaizai had already taken Jiang Siheng's hand, called Zhu Dafu and Huang Ziyun, and ran away.
Butler Luo: "..."
Seeing how Miss Zaizai and Master Xiaojiang were protecting the little black pig and little native dog, Butler Luo had to take out his cell phone to call the servants and security team in the manor.
"Miss Zaizai and Master Xiaojiang have raised a little black pig and a little yellow dog. If you see them in the manor, remember to avoid them and don't scare them."
"Photos? No."
"Exactly what it looks like? The little black pig... is almost fat as a ball. Anyway, you will definitely recognize it at first sight. As for the little yellow dog, you must have seen it among the little local dogs in your hometown. It looks like that, and you should generally know it. Playing with the fat little black pig."
"good!"
Zhu Dafu, the spirit who ran far away but had sharp eyes and ears: "..."
God is so fat that he’s almost a ball!
That's a symbol of power and majesty, okay?
Pigs are not fat!
Can you still call it a pig?
Huang Ziyun was very natural, and his attention was focused on his little master, General Siheng.
Jiang Siheng was originally in a very low mood, but after running around and making trouble, he felt much better.
Seeing Zaizai looking at him worriedly, Siheng showed a bright smile.
"I'm sorry, Zaizai, I made you worry."
Zaizai smiled and shook his head.
Siheng scratched the back of his head and spoke with some embarrassment.
"Actually... I don't feel sad if I don't think about those things."
Zaizai nodded.
"So Brother Xiaojiang, we usually don't think about those things, it's all over. Let's go play as usual. What do you want to play, Brother Xiaojiang?"
Jiang Siheng: "...Er general?"
Zaizai nodded.
"That's right! I usually don't think about those things and just do other things!"
Jiang Siheng: "..."
Jiang Siheng was instantly amused by Zaizai.
"puff"
Zaizai didn't know why, he didn't know what he said wrongly. He stared at Jiang Siheng who was laughing with his eyes wide open.
Seeing Brother Xiaojiang smiling happily, Zaizai didn't care about that and started laughing along with him.
Huang Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Dafu was rolling on the floor laughing.
Average!
puff!
Does Emperor Fengdu know the current level of education of his precious daughter?
Jiang Siheng laughed for a while, then took Zai Zai back and went to the small living room on the first floor. He took a book from the bookshelf next to the small living room and sat down on the floor with Zai Zai to read together.
"Zai Zai, let's read a book today, and then I'll teach you how to practice calligraphy."
Zaizai was in high spirits.
"OK."
When reading a book...
Zaizai knew very little modern writing, and as he looked at it, he began to recite Jiang Siheng, Zaizai listened, and then followed Jiang Siheng.
When it was time to practice calligraphy, Jiang Siheng took a copybook with pinyin.
Zaizai's regular script is very good, but when it comes to writing modern characters, especially pinyin... it will be terrible.
After looking at Si Heng...
"Zai Zai, what are you writing?"
Zaizai leaned over to take a look.
"Pa, second sound."
Point Siheng to the example above.
"Zai Zai, look, is it written backwards? It's b, not p."
Zaizai leaned over to take a closer look.
"Ah, Zai Zai wrote it backwards. Brother Xiaojiang, please wait. Zai Zai will correct it immediately."
When he was about to use magic to erase all the typos, Zaizai found that his heart ached when he exerted even the slightest force. He had no choice but to take an eraser, erase it with a bang, and then rewrite it.
The little guy writes quickly, and his pen control looks very stable.
When Siheng checked again, his little brows furrowed.
"Zai Zai, p should be upright, not... lying down."
Zaizai explained carefully.
"It's standing upright, it's standing upright, Zaizai doesn't know why it's just lying down on its own."
Jiang Siheng: "..."
Huo Chenling came out of the study and looked around before seeing two little guys in the small living room.
Dad Huo was very pleased to see that both of them were practicing calligraphy seriously.
But when the young general said that Zaizai was practicing calligraphy, Dad Huo almost laughed out loud.
Zaizai immediately noticed daddy's breath.
"dad!"
I don’t want to write anymore!
I really don’t want to write a single more word!
While writing and writing, he ran and lay down on his own!
Much more difficult to write than traditional Chinese characters!
Huo Chenling smiled and nodded, bending over, and Zaizai dove into his arms.
Before Zaizai could say anything, Huo Chenling's cell phone rang.
The call was from Ling Feng.
"Sir, something happened to Teacher Sun as expected."
