"Look, little Gypsophila, good children are rewarded."
The master showed his first truly comfortable smile since entering this room, "So grandpa sent Pangpang to Little Gypsophila."
"Let Pangpang become the patron saint of Little Gypsophila."
"Yes or no?"
Little Gypsophila was a little stunned, then a big smile appeared on her face, and she responded crisply: "Yeah."
…
"Little Gypsophila is a very lucky child."
The master said with emotion, "After all, there are no other children, only Little Gypsophila has a guardian angel by his side."
This is what the master says from his heart.
This is not the first time that the master has heard of similar things, and it is not even the first time that he has encountered it. However, no child is as lucky as Little Gypsophila. There is a monster coming to this child to protect him.
Not hurt by stepmother.
…
The master winked at Little Gypsophila mischievously, "Really?"
Little Gypsophila's eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and the clear joy made those who saw it couldn't help but smile, "Yeah!"
"Little Gypsophila likes Chubby very much!"
…
"Grandmaster-"
Grandma Luo spoke hesitantly. She was still a little confused after hearing this, "This fat one?"
"Grandma, Pangpang is a good friend of Little Gypsophila!"
Little Gypsophila answered very positively.
"Oh, really?"
Grandma Luo smiled and nodded subconsciously, and then asked with some uncertainty: "Is Pangpang the pet of Little Gypsophila?"
"No, Pangpang is a friend of Little Gypsophila!"
The child couldn't help but puff up his cheeks and seriously corrected his grandma's statement.
"Oh, he's a friend of Little Gypsophila."
Looking at the serious child, Grandma Luo could only nod.
However, she still didn't understand what this fat guy was?
Is it a dog? Or a cat?
How come she never knew that Baby Gypsophila kept small animals?
Grandma Luo once again discovered that she didn't know her granddaughter well enough.
…
"I think my commission has been completed."
The master stood up slowly and glanced at the people in the room. Everyone else just glanced past, with no more than a glance. However, when he saw the woman with her head lowered so that her expression could not be seen clearly, the master's eyes were a little frozen.
He stayed on the other side for a long time.
Then after looking at the complicated-looking man next to her for a while, the master withdrew his gaze.
What follows is other people’s family affairs.
His commission has ended.
…
However, I thought it was another strange incident that was caught in the wind and shadows, but I didn't expect that there was actually a monster in it.
He is also a kind-hearted monster who protects children.
The master couldn't help but smile.
This commission is really a bit like the plot of a story.
The evil stepmother, the poor child who was "persecuted", and the kind and magical "elf".
The final ending should naturally be a fairy tale.
And he can be regarded as playing a minor supporting role in it, right?
…
"Ah, Master, this?"
Grandma Luo also stood up, with a confused look on her face.
Master obviously didn't do anything?
How did the matter get resolved?
…
Grandpa Man also stood up holding Little Man's Gypsophila.
He did have some guesses.
"Is it the fat one?"
He looked at the master and asked in a deep voice.
"Um."
The master nodded, "According to Little Man's Gypsophila, Pangpang has no ill intentions."
"It's protecting the child."
"And what happened to Ms. Tang."
The master didn't turn around, just looked at the two elders and said, "You probably brought it upon yourself."
Everything has a cause and an effect.
If Ms. Tang hadn't failed to fulfill her duties as a mother, this "disaster" would not have been caused.
…
There was silence.
Everyone has complicated emotions. It seems that they have many questions to ask, but they don’t know which one to ask first?
…
"What exactly is Chubby?"
Somewhat unexpectedly, Uncle Man, who had been silent all this time, spoke first.
Although he admitted that he had neglected his children and failed in his duties as a father, he didn't think he would not know about it if there was such a "member" in the family.
To be honest, he was worried about such a "fatty" who appeared out of nowhere.
Maybe it's because of the unknown.
So he wants to understand.
...
His child, he will not let her suffer any harm again.
No matter who it comes from.
…
The master did not answer Uncle Man's words, but looked at the child held in Grandpa Man's arms, "Little Man's Gypsophila, can you introduce Pangpang to us?"
He was really a little curious about this kind monster that subverted his understanding of the ferocious nature of monsters.
"Um."
Little Gypsophila nodded without hesitation, but soon the little guy's face wrinkled up, "But-" Little Gypsophila's two little hands were entangled together, and his evasive eyes revealed some confusion, "
It’s all Pangpang who comes to find Little Gypsophila.”
Every time, Pangpang took the initiative to appear in front of her and blocked all harm for her.
…
She still remembered that the first time Pangpang appeared was when she was left home alone by her mother again.
Mother took her brother away.
She was the only one in such a big house.
She hid in the quilt and huddled up.
But the sudden lightning and thunder suddenly scared her to tears.
She was so scared.
Moreover, the window in her room was not closed.
The strong wind roared in, making a dull sound like the roar of wild animals.
The pouring rain beat on the glass, "crackling~" and "clanging~clang~".
It carried a ferocious aura that almost broke the glass.
…
But the little baby's breath didn't even dare to get out of bed and close the window.
The huge rumbling sound almost rang in her ears.
The room suddenly became bright and dark.
A ferocious shadow bared its teeth and claws on the wall.
Little Gypsophila could only glance at it from the corner of her eye and never dared to leave the quilt.
…
In the empty room, because of the large open windows, the sound of rain covered up the vague crying coming from the quilt.
A stream of water vapor with an earthy smell filled the air, filling the air with a bit of chilliness.
…
Although the power of nature outside the window is astonishing, the room feels inexplicably quiet and almost dead.
Because, there is no response.
Little Gypsophila called grandpa and grandma vaguely.
He kept repeating: Little Gypsophila is so scared, really scared.
But there was only her voice in the whole time.
…
Little Gypsophila cried so hard that she was out of breath, and her whole body was twitching constantly.
The increasingly scarce air in the quilt also gave her a painful feeling that was almost suffocating.
…
It was at that time that Pangpang appeared.
It lifted the quilt of Little Baby's Breath and rescued a child who almost suffocated himself to death.