...

The long ten days have finally passed.

The students said goodbye to this teacher who seemed immature in turn.

They were dragging boxes of all sizes.

It was completely different from when I first arrived, as if I had experienced a devastation, and every face showed fatigue and worry.

Before leaving.

Both Li Jing and the boy with glasses left Qianye’s contact information...

He originally didn't want to be disturbed by other people, so he didn't want to leave his phone number, but he thought that Li Jing, a rich man, might be able to surprise him in the future.

The boy with glasses has a strange potential.

Only then did Qianye give them his phone number...

Walking through the dirt road soaked by the rain.

Qianye's wheelchair wheels were covered with thick mud.

When we arrived at the station intersection.

He also had to find a plastic shovel to shovel the mud off...

Sultry day.

Qianye also generously bought a popsicle for herself, and even chose the three-yuan one.

After all, he now has a six-figure fortune.

Even if you eat popsicles, you should be kind to yourself...

"Suddenly I miss the time when I became a gold medal author."

Qianye looked at the scenery outside the car window and couldn't help but think of his own scenery at that time.

Go to the mall or something.

Don't even look at the price tag.

As long as you like it, just keep stuffing it into your shopping cart...

"It's a pity, writing suspense now is too fucked up."

"Just like An Zhi said, it is extremely difficult to maintain a simple life."

Qianye suddenly remembered what happened next.

he thought.

If I really find Youjian and really bring Youjian back, then things will continue to develop like this.

The two of them are afraid that they will have to live in the dirt...

"No, I have to think about ways to make money before that."

He seemed to have made some determination.

Taking a bite of a popsicle on the bus...

...

Finally got home.

Qianye opened the familiar door.

What caught his eye was Xiaoyou looking at him with an angry expression.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised, thinking about what happened to the little girl today and why she looked a little unhappy.

"Why did you come back?"

The young ones all kept their mouths shut and said very dissatisfiedly.

"Didn't I tell you before? I have something to do. Calculating the time, I will be back today."

Qianye pushed his wheelchair home.

His eyelids twitched as he passed the kitchen door.

Good guy...

It looked like a war had ended there, a proper place where the war took place during World War II, with pots and pans in a mess.

Even walking in was a bit difficult.

Youyou noticed Qianye's gaze, and she excused herself by explaining: "You told me, I can't run out without permission when you're not at home, and I can't open the door if a stranger knocks on the door."

"I originally wanted to throw away the trash, but because I wanted to listen to you, I didn't dare to throw it away."

All right.

Reasonable and well-founded.

Chino has no reason to refute...

He had to take a deep breath, and then called a housekeeper on his mobile phone to clean the kitchen, and lost money again.

"Forget it, there's nothing to argue with a child."

Qianye comforted herself in this way.

He planned to take a good rest first.

After all, sleeping on the wooden bed in "Happiness Village" really gave him backache and was very uncomfortable.

Now that I'm back home.

Then you must lie down on the big soft bed for a while...

only.

Qianye felt that she was a little happy too early.

When he came to the bedroom door, he realized that the place was far worse than the kitchen.

Pillows and quilts were thrown around.

Half of the sheets had fallen to the floor.

Even on the computer table, there is half a bowl of uneaten and moldy noodles...

"You're...so sloppy."

Qianye gritted his teeth and really wanted to catch the young boy and spank him hard several times.

This battle.

No doubt they are the same as those guys who lie around all day long and eat takeaways that are piled up in piles and are reluctant to throw them away...

The only difference is.

At least the pillow wasn't soaked from sleeping on.

"Oh, think about it, if you leave a child like me at home, how can I understand the housework you adults do?"

"Ten days, isn't it already great that you can see me safe when you come back?"

Start with the young stall.

It looked like she had tried her best and Qianye was entirely to blame for the rest.

It made Qian Ye feel even more uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.

"At least quilt, you should..."

"Quilt?" Youyou's voice was a little higher: "No, no, you don't want me to fold the quilt, do you? That quilt is so big, and I am so small, I can't even lift it!"

Her expressions and movements are very exaggerated.

Qianye doesn't know where Youyou learned these things.

It's just that what the other person said is indeed correct.

For such a little child, no matter who says it is necessary for her to take good care of herself at home, clean the house every day, clean up any messy places she sees, and do what adults should do.

That's all a bit crazy...

Qianye thought that since he had brought her home at that time.

Then these problems can only be broken into pieces and swallowed in the stomach.

Who let his hands be cheap?

"Forget it, it's okay, you can go watch TV."

Chino finally sighed.

Choose to compromise with yourself.

Pretending that he has entered the middle-aged life of raising children, he can only clean up the mess made by the other party while he was away from home...
To be continued...