Chapter 1206 This morning is a gathering of various children and her father
Today, Cyndia got up earlier than usual. This time, she didn't need to be reminded by her sister. She ran to wash her face and brush her teeth, and combed her hair by herself. She ran to the balcony and put some hair on Lilina's head while she was doing photosynthesis.
After pouring some water, I ran to the door and gave a handful of bone biscuits to the demon fox girl who had just gone out to bask in the sun for fifteen minutes. She climbed up the tree in the yard, said good morning to the crow couple, and went to find the ten-year-old girl who was leading the party.
Several mini Medivhs were looking for little crows to eat grass seeds in the yard, and gave those little guys a lot of green leaves. Then she ran back to the living room and said goodbye to everyone in the living room. I watched the last scene from the side
, finally couldn’t bear it anymore:
"I said... letting you go home does not mean letting you die. Is it necessary to make the atmosphere so tragic?"
Cyndia looked like Mrs. Xianglin, looking from the side as if she had just left the filming crew of Luotuo Xiangzi: "Uncle, do you know how unpalatable my mother's cooking is? My mother just sent a message, and she said to cook it for me.
After eating a large table of food, I have to take care of my daughter..."
I glanced at Sandora silently, and then my eyes fell back on Cyndia: "Xiao Nizi, you are too young and have never seen the real terror in the world... Sandora, calm down! I didn't say anything!
That was your illusion just now! Anweina, hurry up and hide your wok and stop Sandora from going to the kitchen... Wait! Sandora, what are you doing! Let go of the rice cooker! If you have anything, come to Lilina!
"
Cyndia's face wiped away the expression of Mrs. Xianglin, and she looked at the whole family jumping up and down again with a happy face: "Well, my uncle's house is just as lively every day. I will go home and tell my dad about what happened here.
He won’t talk about how Jiadi and I draw doors on the wall every day.”
I turned to look out the window. It was a sunny day today. The little crow was leading her schizoites to forage in the yard. A bunch of mini Medivhs, only ten centimeters tall, were jumping around in the grass.
Go, looking for edible grass seeds and relatively fresh grass buds, a stray mini Medivh jumped up on the window sill, holding up the eggshell she was born with and inseparable from, and collecting dew on the pot of flowers on the windowsill.
——But there was no dew at this time, so the little guy looked a little disappointed. With a smile, the sister took a teaspoon and put a few drops of tea into the little guy's eggshell. The mini crow god suddenly became happy and held it.
Danke went to find his sister, leaving behind a series of excited "chichi" sounds.
In the living room, a translucent jelly creature is sitting on the sofa near the window. It is swaying slowly and lazily. This slime, which is defined as a toy and pet, should be the most leisurely guy in the family. It is showing off
Staring at the sun, he curiously observes the people walking around him, changing into someone at home at any time to enhance his sense of presence. This mimicry should be just a conditioned reflex, because this slime does not appear to have any intelligence.
.I observed it and found that this slime’s stomach was full of messy things. Including Qianqian’s Rubik’s Cube, my sister’s comb, Little Bubble’s toys, and even a princess shoe as small as a toy:
This should belong to a certain doll. Although this kind of elemental creation called arcane colloid creature does not have advanced intelligence, it also has animal-level thinking ability, and has many weird hobbies, such as collecting those things that are thrown around.
Then put all the debris in his stomach. I have to say that this is a good habit, because it can go almost anywhere and find discarded debris from any nook and cranny.
Mu comes home. Every day we find forgotten gadgets in his belly.
Are you still having a headache because you accidentally dropped coins into the cracks of the bed? Are you still sad that the postcards full of memories are forgotten somewhere? Don’t worry, just raise a slime as soon as possible! - Tell me
Why do you suddenly think of these?
Little Bubble was sitting next to the slime, constantly trying to communicate with it. After many failed attempts, the little girl took out a straw and inserted it into the slime as if she wanted to drink some water - I wanted to stop it.
, but a step too late, Little Bubble's face was blackened by the crackling arcane sparks, and he ran back with a sad face. I smiled helplessly and took the little guy to the water room to wash his face.
"Hey, idiot. Have you seen my shoes?" As soon as the little bubble was placed, the little lamp flew down from the second floor again, wearing one shoe on the foot and a white shoe on the other foot.
Cotton socks, "Why are the new shoes I just bought from the SD area two days ago missing?"
I raised my finger and pointed to the window: "I want to go with Xizhilang. Who knows that you like to throw things around? They are probably regarded as debris."
The little puppet angrily went to settle the score with Xizhilang. After a while, there was a crackling sound of arcane energy released from the window and the shrill scolding of the small lamp. Then the unlucky puppet returned victoriously, with half of its body black and its head
He was wearing an afro and holding the new shoes he had just snatched in his hand: "Idiot, give me a bath and comb my hair!"
Me: "...When will it take you to remember how to communicate with that ball of jelly?"
"I want you to take care of it!"
It's like this every day, and every morning is as lively and interesting as ever. Although there are always a lot of worries and a lot of things that make people feel depressed, they still have to go through the day, and show them to someone with a sad face, right - there are these interesting guys.
The days around me are just normal, and other things just go with the flow: sometimes I really have such thoughts. Although I know that letting Sandora hear it will inevitably lead to another burst of resentment, but once this person
Relax, but you can't help but fall into the mental state of middle-aged and elderly retired workers who just spend their time in the sun...
I carried the black little doll to give her a bath. It was quite quick. After all, you will save a lot of trouble by bathing a doll that is not afraid of choking in water or dazzling shampoo. Just put it in the water and soak it.
Then apply soap all over the body and wipe it with a dish towel - I personally feel that this process is almost as difficult as washing dishes - but this idea must not be known to Xiaodeng, otherwise she will bite me on the head and hang it all day
, and even refuses to eat in the middle. After the little one is cleaned up, put her under a special dryer to blow warm air. This dryer is also one of my original inventions. It is made up of three dryers.
Yes, the countertop below is the grill removed from the oven, which is specially used to dry the little dolls. When using it, place the dolls on the grill, and then turn on the medium-level warm air for five minutes: the little dolls like it
Mid-range wind speed. As for the motivation for inventing this thing... Because it is extremely difficult to wipe the body of a doll with ball joints and keyholes with a towel, I invented this thing. At least I have her, Xiaodeng.
There is no longer an excuse to refuse a bath because towel fibers will get stuck in the keyhole. Anyone who has raised a child knows how difficult it is to coax a child into the bathtub...
At first, the little doll expressed strong protest against being put under the dryer to dry herself. She thought it was an insult to the doll's rights. But after two blows, she couldn't help herself, and now she doesn't need to be forced down.
She would also get under the hot air herself. "The feeling of warm dry air blowing into the keyhole at 40 to 50 degrees Celsius" - this is how she described the feeling that the dryer gave her.
It’s such an incomprehensible sense... I feel like I have really raised a lot of weird people.
When I took out the clean little doll, I found that there were two more people in the living room. I knew both of them, one was Father God, and the other... was Bingtis's father!
Uncle Kuvain, long time no see. Are you here today to bring back this unlucky ghost girl like you to eliminate harm for the people?
"Hey. I'm here to take my daughter home," Father God saw me and immediately raised his hand to greet me enthusiastically. Cyndia had turned into a little black cat and was now rolling and humming comfortably in his arms. It was really...
It’s really a different kind of family happiness scene. “Sola is really urging her. She is not used to Cyndia being out for such a long time.”
Cyndia, who was in the form of a black cat, raised her paw and patted her father's chin, muttering: "Meow... no, mom is just worrying, she will spoil me sooner or later and turn me into a naughty child.
, just like Xiaoxue."
Do you think you are not bear enough now?
When Cyndia said she was going home last night, I received news from the God Clan, saying that they would send someone to pick her up today. But I didn’t expect that it was Father God and Bingtis’s father who came. I thought at least A large group of divine envoys and diplomatic groups came here, and they thought that they would have to hold a state banquet in the morning. It seems that they are worthy of the Star Realm Protoss, and they cannot be arranged according to common sense. Father God's behavior is probably similar to returning home from get off work. My uncle stopped by to pick up the daughter who was being taken care of by a neighbor and go home - I fucking thought too much before.
"Seriously, this girl has caused a lot of trouble, hasn't she?" Father God smiled and scratched Cyndia's chin, looking like she was teasing a cat. If you don't tell me, no one can do that in his arms.
A little black cat is associated with the word daughter: One of the biggest similarities between Father God and me is that we both have many strange creatures around us.
"No, to be honest, Cyndia is very well-behaved," I thought for a while and made the most honest judgment, "I'm not being polite, Cindia is really well-behaved, my kids should be half as good as Cyndia."
Just take care of it."
Father God laughed, and the little black cat in his arms rolled around excitedly. It is not easy for a girl like Cyndia to be praised as a good child. It seems that the living environment determines everything: if she is like our family
Try it with other children?
"Other people's children." Xiaoxue held half a piece of dried salted fish in her mouth, her face filled with resentment as she passed by from a short distance away. This sentence made me sigh: I never thought that I would also become "other people's children."
Is it the initiator?
"Uncle, long time no see." I saw that my father was busy teasing his daughter and had no time to talk to him, so I went over to Uncle Kuvain. This man always treated himself like a character in the Witcher movie.
The uncle who looks like a vampire aristocrat is looking at each other with his daughter. Bingtis is sitting opposite him, crossing his legs and tearing off the vacuum-packed chicken legs. There is a strange silence between the father and daughter.
My voice finally broke the silence between the two of them. Uncle Kuvain turned to greet me with a smile on his face: "Ah, Chen, it's been a long time... has it really been a long time?"
I laughed dryly: "You've been taking it seriously for a long time."
"This kid only has so much potential," Father God's voice came from afar, referring to Uncle Kuvain who was sitting upright with a serious look on his face. "Since Bingtis came back, he has become even more serious than before.
, as soon as he heard that there was a mission coming here, he immediately jumped out of the house. He just missed his daughter, but when we met, you saw that he looked bored, and he couldn't even speak..."
Cold sweat was visible on Uncle Kuvain's face, but he did not dare to refute a single word of his father's ridicule. Listening to me, I suddenly had an absurd feeling: You said that the generation around you is in chaos!
I have a close friendship with Bingtis, so I call her Sister Bing; Uncle Kuvain is Bingtis’s father, so I call him uncle; Father God is the creator of all gods, so
Count Uncle Kuvain’s living ancestor; Father God and I are void creatures from the same period, so I call Father God second brother; Cyndia is Father God’s daughter, so she calls me uncle; Cyndia is also Ice
Bingtis's childhood friend, so they are sisters; by analogy, Bingtis should call me uncle, and I should call Bingtis... I guess I can call her anything. And in this huge chaos
, the most amazing thing is: if you pick out each one individually, they all make sense!
Since I met these guys, I have been walking on the edge of ethical issues every day.
Uncle Kuvain came to see his daughter, but after meeting him, he didn’t know what to say. Of course Bingtis was very close to his father, but this female gangster was not the kind to roll around and act coquettishly in her parents’ arms.
personality, so the two of them were stuck here, like a father and daughter who were having an argument. But it was not my turn to worry about it, they had probably been like this for their entire lives. Just when I was about to turn around and leave. The little doll
He flew over suddenly, held my head and shook it violently: "Idiot, idiot! Did you see my hairpin?"
I was just about to suggest that she go to Xizhilang's place to have a look, when I heard Uncle Kuvain's cheerful voice coming from behind: "Hey, isn't this a little lamp? Come on, come on, come and sit here with grandpa..."
Me: "..." Bingtis: "..."
The little doll: "...who is this uncle?" The little doll forgets things that she doesn't care about very quickly. At this time, she has already forgotten Uncle Kuvain, whom she had met several times before.
"Dad! Are you doing this again?!" Bingtis finally couldn't keep silent and roared like a lion at his father, but the latter didn't care about his daughter's rampage and just smiled at the little doll.
He stretched out his hand and said, "Here, let grandpa hug you. Look at her appearance, her eyes, her hair, her wings, her expression. She is exactly the same as my girl, but the size is a little smaller.
...This kid almost hit the wall when he flew down just now. He hasn’t taken flight training class yet, has he?”
At this point, the little doll finally remembered who the uncle in front of him was, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and he hung on my back with a squeak, with only his little head sticking out: "I remember, it's that nervous uncle.
!”
I calmly took two steps back and smiled dryly at Kuvain: "My daughter has been unable to get married for a long time and is finally so depressed that she has hallucinations."
As soon as these words came out, two people were immediately stimulated. One was Kuvain, whose daughter had been unable to marry for a long time. He immediately squatted aside and drew circles. The other was Bingtis, whose daughter had been unable to marry for a long time, and she shouted at me.
Ya smiled slightly and stretched out his fingers provocatively: "I call you, do you dare to agree?"
I didn't want to be fooled, so I turned around and left. Bingtis's angry voice came from behind... But once she stopped at this time, it would be really doomed. With Bingtis's integrity, she dared to drag her father up and beat her up.
I……
At this time, breakfast has been prepared. My sister came out to invite everyone to eat. Today, two unexpected guests came to the house, but there is no need to worry about the food - after all, since Sandora came to this house, we have followed the rules of the agency canteen every day.
Each meal was prepared in sufficient quantity. Father God happily held Cyndia and sat down with a determined expression on his face as if he planned to eat to death here today. I suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Cyndia said just now,
Her mother has prepared a table of food at home, waiting for you two to go back to eat..."
"Well," Father God nodded heavily, "Sora asked me to go back as soon as I picked up my daughter, but anyway, your meal is ready, right? Come on, Cynthia, eat quickly until you are full!
"
Me: "..." Dare I ask you, are you really God the Father?
"You guys are really full here, can you still eat when you go back?" Bingtis spoke unabashedly, and dared to tease Father God. Of course, the latter didn't care, and agreed while scratching the things on the plate: "Purpose
Even if I can eat less when I go back, and Emperor Xiling kindly invites me, it’s not unreasonable for me to take my daughter to stay for a meal, right? Sola will understand."
The people at the table were dumbfounded, and then they all suddenly said, Oh, Father God also gave me a look of concern at this time, and whispered in a low voice: "I'm going to die if I'm just having fun..."
"..." I am really interested in using Shandora's cooking skills at this time. I am sure that just once, the number of people who come to my house for dinner in the future can be reduced by at least two-thirds.
Father God was here to pick up his daughter and go home, so he got up and left after eating. Uncle Kuvain was basically busy with one thing during the meal: trying to feed the little doll.
The reporter saw the shadow of Bingtis when he was still obedient, so he was so enthusiastic. The little doll blocked and dodged throughout the whole process, and the meal was miserable. When this "perverted uncle" was finally ready to leave, she
Visibly relieved.
"Child, let me tell you, it's not that dad is impatient, you are really a big boss..." When Father God opened the portal, Uncle Kuvain pulled Bingtis over for the last time and whispered all the words.
Everyone in the living room can hear, "There's no way you can continue to be so crazy..."
Bingtis had been going crazy for a long time. At this time, without saying anything, he raised his hand and pointed here: "Okay, okay, I have discussed it with this bastard, no one wants me anymore, he does! Are you satisfied?"
"
I was stunned: "When will we discuss..."
Before he finished speaking, Bingtis glared over with a fierce look, and what he meant at the moment was: If you dare to talk nonsense, I will go over and slap you - so I immediately kept silent. Uncle Kuvain didn't know what he thought of, it seemed that it was
After getting a satisfactory answer, he turned around and left.