Star Soul Continent.

Yanwu Empire.

Central Plains, Phoenix City.

Qingshui District.

Fengwu Home Community.

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"Dog!" a crisp cry.

Zuo Xiaoduo, who was recalling his dream with blank eyes, slowly focused his scattered eyes, and then covered his head with a quilt in depression.

"Puppy..." The voice came again, with a long tone and a bit of joy, which proved that the owner of the voice was very happy at the moment.

But Zuo Xiaoduo was in a very unhappy mood.

Because the name "Puppy" was given to him. Anyone would probably not be happy being called "Puppy".

But Zuo Xiaoduo can't be angry now.

He didn't dare to get angry.

He didn't know how many names he already had.

Well, that's right, the one who is calling is my mother. Dare you be angry?

One hundred percent just helpless.

From the mouths of mother and father, ever since Zuo Xiaoduo began to have memories, he remembered that his name was like the sand of the vast Yangtze River and the stars of the endless galaxy, so spicy.

And the name depends entirely on the mood of the parents.

When you are in a happy mood, you can call it dog, puppy, kitten, pussy, balls, kiss... whatever comes to mind.

When you are in a normal mood, you call me Xiaoduo, and you are basically very serious.

When you are in a bad mood, especially when you provoke them, they will appear like little bastards, little bastards, little bastards, little melons, little red guys, little debt collectors, little conscienceless people... they are all there.

And it is called in dialects from various places.

Sometimes Zuo Xiaoduo wonders how knowledgeable his parents are. They know everything about the local dialects from south to north, east to west, and they use them specifically to scold him...

Titles are a barometer of one's guess about the mood of one's parents.

For example, if you call me puppy or dog now, it proves that your mother is in a happy mood. Since you are happy, you won't get angry easily, so it doesn't matter if you don't agree to her.

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I had to guess from what name I was called whether I was going to be beaten... I was in so much trouble.

Zuo Xiaoduo lay on the bed and sighed silently.

It's okay to call them random names like "dog da" or "puppy da". The problem is that Zuo Xiaoduo is extremely dissatisfied with his current name!

Xiao Duo?

Listen, is this a magical name?

Not domineering at all!

For example, there is a classmate named Zhao Jianghu! How heroic? There is also a classmate named Li Changtian, who sounds awesome!

But my name is...

And, that day...

Dad drank too much and looked in a good mood, so Zuo Xiaoduo boldly asked: Why is my name Xiaoduo? Can you change it to a nicer name?

At that time, my father looked at me sideways, with disgust, and said categorically: "No!"

"Why?"

"No reason! Changing the name just won't work!"

"Then why is it called Xiaoduo? You can tell me, right?"

At that time, my father snorted, rolled his eyes, and said calmly: "Because your birth is a little redundant for your mother and me."

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A little extra = a lot?!

Zuo Xiaoduo felt that his heart at that time was like the string of ellipses above.

I'm sorry, do you think my birth has ruined your world?

Am I so redundant?

Who wouldn’t be happy to have a bloodline inheritance? Especially since I’m the leader. How come I’m superfluous to you two?

At that time, Zuo Xiaoduo asked with tears in his eyes: "Do you just dislike me so much?"

Dad took a sip of wine and spoke slowly...

Well, a special note needs to be made here: Xiaoduo's father's temperament is very gentle, elegant and unrestrained, and he is handsome and upright. He looks like a handsome man in troubled times. He has no shortcomings except that he is a little lazy...

Dad said slowly: "I disliked it at first, but then your mother discovered that since she had you, she actually had an interesting toy... She found that having a child is quite fun, so she started playing with it... Slowly

, I don’t dislike it much anymore…”

Toy!

Hearing these two words, Zuo Xiaoduo was hit hard and immediately became autistic.

You two gave birth to a toy!

The mother next to her said plausibly: Isn’t a child just for playing? Just like the cat raised by your Aunt Li, or the dog raised by your Aunt Wang; no matter what it is, you have to have one to play with, right?

What you said makes sense.

I was speechless.

That night's conversation ended here.

Zuo Xiaoduo felt that he no longer had any interest in asking anything else, and returned to his room with a traumatized heart.

Zuo Xiaoduo felt that this was thanks to his big heart.

He felt that he might be too open-minded, but he didn't take such a serious blow to heart, and still managed to get through it heartlessly. And the most amazing thing was that after that night, he actually felt relieved -

-No, to be precise, he was relieved before that night was over.

Hey, I am just a toy... a toy, just a toy...

Who in this world is not someone else’s toy?

But, can I change my name?

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"Dog!"

A roar sounded at the door, and my mother pushed the door open angrily: "You didn't hear me?! Are you deaf?"

Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly jumped up from the bed, with a flattering look on his face: "I heard it, I heard it, I'm just about to go and help you with the work... Come on, come on..."

At the door, a tall, slim and pretty woman could be called a stunning beauty. This beautiful woman, who looked to be only in her mid-twenties, was none other than Zuo Xiaoduo's mother.

biological mother!

When most people see Zuo's mother for the first time, they will inevitably be filled with admiration and imagination. The beauty in front of them looks so gentle and virtuous. She must be the legendary good-tempered wife and loving mother with outstanding talents.

But only Zuo Xiaoduo himself knows how terrifying and terrifying this gentle and virtuous wife and mother is when she treats her biological son in the eyes of outsiders.

Zuo Xiaoduo has lived in the shadow of his mother for seventeen years. Now it has developed to the point where he reflexively stands at attention when he hears his mother's roar.

As soon as that gentle and virtuous beautiful face straightened up, Zuo Xiaoduo felt his butt throbbing - because it was definitely accompanied by a delicious meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

There will be no mercy at all.

Most people's families basically have a strict father and a loving mother; but in Zuo Xiaoduo's family, it's just the opposite: a strict mother and a loving father.

A loving father... is actually not very kind, or it would be more appropriate to say he is indifferent and heartless; but a strict mother, this is really strict!

Zuo Xiaoduo actually couldn't understand that so many years had passed without leaving any trace on his mother's face.

Still so young and beautiful.

Of course, the same goes for my old man, who looks about twenty-six or seventy-nine; he is definitely not more than thirty years old anyway. Yushu is graceful and elegant in the wind, which makes people feel good at first sight, thinking that he is some kind of literati.

A learned person.

But in fact……

hehe.
To be continued...