Since the children adopted by Qin Zhiyuan arrived in Thunder Bluff, Misha has become the nanny of these children.
Perhaps because he was adopted as a child, Misha showed extraordinary patience towards children.
Soon, all the children fell in love with Misha.
The children's life is very regular. Six or eight of them live in the same room and are divided into different classes based on the room. They are now required to follow the standards of the Boy Scouts.
Hyman is the leader of the children, and Geraldine is the princess of the children. Everyone dotes on her and loves her.
What Girardine loves to do most is to stand on the sea side of the castle and look at the distant horizon. If anyone asks, Girardine will say that when every ship enters the port of Thunder City,
It's possible that her father is back.
This hope often failed, but it did not prevent Girardine from liking the crenellations on the sea side.
Today was the same as every other day. Girardine woke up to the melodious sound of bells, put on her favorite white dress, and then when Misha helped her comb her hair, she specifically asked to tie a headband with camellia silver ornaments.
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After washing up, Girardine went to the restaurant to have a hearty breakfast. Chef Wang in the restaurant was very loving. Today he specially prepared a cage of small buns for Girardine, which belonged to Girardine.
Dad's favorite food. Girardine resisted the temptation, accepted Chef Wang's kindness, and then shared these delicious little pies with her friends.
Gigi, are you still going to the tower today? Do you want me to accompany you? Frederick, who has become a little fat man, is following Geraldine. If Misha’s mother has no other arrangements, Frederick always likes it.
Follow Girardine.
I'm going, don't follow me, or I'll beat you up. Geraldine responded abruptly, the same way she always responded to this little fat man.
Okay, then be careful. We are going to be with Uncle Chen today, and he will teach us how to disassemble the rifle. It must be interesting, don’t you want to come? Frederick’s clumsy attentiveness.
Little children, they may not know what admiration is, but a vague affection is budding in their little minds.
I don’t like that. Yesterday, Sister Misha said she would teach me how to tie the bow on the bandage. I don’t want to learn how to disassemble a rifle. Only you men need to learn how to disassemble a rifle. Girardine spoke plausibly.
Although they are only children, under the guidance of adults, they have begun to learn a simple division of labor, with men taking charge outside and women taking charge inside.
Okay. Have a nice day. Frederick was a little frustrated, but he ran away in a blink of an eye.
To be honest, he had been looking forward to today's lesson for a long time. If it weren't for his past habits, Frederick would be at the shooting range now, the place where the boys have been looking forward to for a long time.
Just after turning around a row of houses, Frederick saw Heyman leading a group of cheerful children to line up and sing songs in the direction of the shooting range.
Frederick sprinted forward, joined the queue while Heyman was not paying attention, and sang along with his friends:
always full
Or a loss
hateful life
Sometimes hard-hearted
This song is TheMass composed by the French band Era. This song was once widely spread as a military song of the German 1st Panzergrenadier Division, but in fact it is not. It is actually a song praising the Messiah.
's hymn.
Messiah comes from Hebrew and has the same meaning as Christ in Greek. If translated literally into Chinese, it means the anointed one, and the anointed one means the person chosen by God.
Qin Zhiyuan can now be considered a person with a religious background, so it is very appropriate to use a hymn as a military song.
As soon as this song was released, it was immediately loved by all the children and the French people who heard the song. It was also sung very highly in the First Brigade.
Music has no borders. Whether it is the concise style, the original arrangement, or even the fraternal and grand lyrics of the song Themass, its majestic and powerful momentum will make everyone who hears it fall in love.
What's more, this song was originally composed by French musician Eric Levy based on traditional French hymns, and it is even more loved by the French.
When the song floated through the castle and reached the tower on the other side of the castle, Girardine also sang softly:
right now
don't delay
Quickly pluck the vibrating strings
When Girardine responded softly, Misha came to the door of the tower and looked at Girardine with love and affection.
Oh, God, daddy is back. Geraldine suddenly let out a cheer, turned around and ran towards the outside of the tower.
Stop now. Misha reached out and grabbed Girardine.
Misha, let me go, daddy is back. Geraldine is struggling.
Impossible, Qin Gang left for two days and he won't be back within a week. Misha had a straight face.
Misha, I swear to you, dad is definitely back, right on the Yangtze River, I can feel it. Girardine insisted.
You can be sure Misha doesn't believe it.
In fact, Misha has already believed this little thing. It seems that the sixth sense is particularly sensitive. If Qin Zhiyuan returns to Thunder City, Girardine can always feel it, even at night.
Approaching Qin Zhiyuan.
It's amazing, but it's true. Girardine is still sleeping with Misha, and there has been a precedent for this before.
Yes, I'm pretty sure Girardine nodded vigorously, and the camellias on his head were about to fall off.
First of all, you have to clean up your image and not let your father think that I have not taken good care of you. Misha dragged Geraldine towards the main building.
Misha, please, let me pick up daddy. Girardine was reluctant, her little body twisted into a knot, trying to break free from Misha's restraints.
There is a piece of dust on your face. Misha uses his trump card.
Impossible. Girardine stopped struggling. Although she said it was impossible, her hands were already covering her face.
No matter what age group a woman is, as long as her appearance and hygiene matter, she must be right.
Okay, you can just pick up your dad and show her how sloppy you are. Misha let go of Geraldine and hugged her elbows, as if she wanted to watch the show.
I don’t believe it, you’re lying to me. Girardine peeked at Misha’s expression through her fingers.
Okay, I'm just lying to you. Misha stopped caring about Geraldine and turned around to leave: The camellia on your head has almost fallen off. If you don't believe me, you can touch it.
Girardine reached out and touched it, and sure enough.
Misha, I love you, help me quickly. Girardine ran after Misha.
At the entrance of Thunder Bluff, Geraldine and Misha were still bickering.
You lied to me. Girardine was furious.
I didn’t. Misha was proud of it.
There is no ashes on my face. Girardine charges.
Your braids are crooked, Misha emphasized.
Although she knew it was freshly combed, Girardine couldn't help but touch it. It's okay, it's okay.
While the two were arguing, several cars drove up along the mountain road.
Before the car stopped, the door of the second car opened impatiently, and a blond middle-aged woman opened her arms in tears: Micha, my little Micha
You are Misha hesitated and suddenly felt palpitations.
