Lu Yao noticed Mumu sitting in a corner of the sofa, looking listless, so he walked over and poked him.
"What's wrong?"
Mumu lowered her head, a little embarrassed: "Not only does he look a lot like Lu Yao."
Unlike him, Lu Yao said that it was not just her child.
Lu Yao rubbed Mumu's smooth forehead and sat down next to him.
Not far away, Budu was pressed in the middle by Harold and Sijin, reading comics together.
Harold accepted the identity of "uncle" very quickly, even better than Lu Yao had expected. At this time, she couldn't help but think more about it.
Lu Yao took out the incomplete photo from his pocket and handed it to Mumu. "This is what he looks like. I don't know where he came from. But he is just like Mumu, gentle and lovely. Today he came from far away, called me mother, and said he would protect me. I suddenly remembered the day I met you."
Mumu's big round eyes were filled with moisture as she looked at Lu Yao dimly and brightly.
When she looked back at him with a smile, Mumu carefully reached out her hand, grabbed the owner's sleeve, and leaned over to rub against him: "Lu Yao likes Budu, and Mumu will like Budu too."
Slime and the like are really healing.
Lu Yao simply picked up Mumu and rubbed her, then said with a smile: "Lu Yao likes Mumu, and not only me, I will like Mumu too."
Ambrose sat aside and watched the show, and even poked Edward deliberately.
Edward shook his head grumpily.
This human being did everything perfectly, and he had no interest in provoking others.
But after all, he is a human being, and his life lasts for a hundred years.
For beings like them, favoring a human being is just a pastime in the long years.
Late at night, other foreign shop assistants went upstairs to rest one after another, and Lu Yao was not the only one who stayed on the first floor.
She asked Harold to come to the lounge to talk and started by asking him about his recent homework.
As a dragon who became independent early on, Harold had no problem with his schoolwork.
Lu Yao also planned to talk to Harold about Budu's matter.
Seeing Mumu like that, she also had some thoughts in her mind.
Harold's tail was already raised to the sky when he heard Lu Yao's explanation, but his face looked like a mature adult: "Lu Yao, I am no longer a child. Lu Budu was born less than ten months ago. As his uncle, I will take good care of him."
After being alone for nearly a hundred years, the little black dragon met this human and obtained many treasures that he had never dared to dream of before.
He had long since walked out of loneliness, and his world had become vast and boundless.
He is a dragon, a natural strong man.
He adored this human and was willing to protect everything she wanted to protect.
Lu Yao looked at Harold with some surprise. This guy has really grown up.
Is this the fun of raising a child
However, the care and attention Lu Yao showed still made Harold shy and happy.
The strength of human beings never lies in military force, but in their gentle and intelligent heart and brain.
Being stared at by Lu Yao with warm and gratified eyes, Harold's ears felt hot. He felt that if he sat any longer, he would wag his tail. He stood up suddenly and waved his hand stiffly: "I'm going to bed. You should get some rest too."
"Yeah. Good night." Lu Yao returned to his room in a good mood, and fell asleep peacefully after washing up.
In the next room, Lu Budu sat with his back against the door, kneeling down, his eyelids drooping, a stubborn dark light flickering in his bright red pupils.
He also wants to be a useful tool for the mother.
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Diagonally opposite the intersection of No. 66 Sanhua Road, there is a beverage shop called "Happiness Cafe". The owner is a young man in his thirties named Qin Xing.
Recently, he has been unconsciously paying attention to the Childhood Tuition Center across the street. At first, it might be out of some kind of evil taste, wanting to see how long this store opened in the Holy Land of Death can last, but gradually it seemed to have become a habit, and he wanted to take a look from time to time.
In fact, after that live broadcast, the Childhood Tuition Center began to attract attention, and even nearby shops benefited, and business gradually improved.
There were quite a lot of people in the cafe at 8 o'clock in the morning, but most of them were taking out.
Qin Xing and the shop assistant were busy brewing coffee and packing food for delivery.
It was only after half past nine that I was able to get away from the busyness.
Qin Xing made a cup of American coffee, picked up his breakfast and sat down by the window.
The seat by the window is very popular among guests, and Qin Xing would never have been so extravagant as to occupy it in the past.
After the Childhood Tuition Center opposite opened, the owner of that store often sat on a rattan chair with a fat cat in his arms to bask in the sun, and occasionally ate snacks with the store staff. He looked very comfortable.
Qin Xing saw it many times and finally couldn't help but try it once, and later it became a habit.
Anyway, on weekday mornings, after 9:30 and before 11:30, there are very few customers coming to the store.
Qin Xing drank coffee and had breakfast, occasionally looking up at the opposite side, and found a strange white van parked in front of the Childhood Tuition Center.
Is this a new guest
The white van has the special logo of the Super Power Research Institute printed on it. There have indeed been rumors online recently that the Super Power Research Institute is interested in cooperating with the Childhood Tutorial Center, but they have always been just rumors.
Are there really experimental subjects coming to the Childhood Tutorial Center for treatment
While Qin Xing was stunned, the van had already driven away.
He saw two people walking into the Childhood Tuition Center one after the other, and he became unsure about his previous thoughts.
If the Super Power Research Institute wanted to cooperate with the cram school, they would have driven the car over instead of sending only two people.
Moreover, one of the two people looked familiar and seemed to be a teacher at the cram school.
Qin Xing's mind was full of random thoughts, and he didn't know why he cared about these things.
At the Childhood Tutorial Center, Xie Molin took No. 444 directly into the tutorial room.
They came back just in time, as Lu Yao and a student had just finished their tutoring.
The student's first tutorial was quite effective, but after memorizing the lessons, he felt mentally exhausted. He was sitting aside drinking tea and eating snacks to replenish his energy.
Hu Jiao took photos and conducted brief interviews on the sidelines to collect materials.
This kind of feedback is very necessary for operating an official account, but most tutors are reluctant to reveal too much privacy. Pepper's material collection activities are relatively restrained, interviews are also in text form, and the materials will not be posted immediately after they are obtained.
No. 444 sat aside, staring at that place with some curiosity.
After the tutor left, Lu Yao came to see Xie Molin and No. 444.
No. 444 changed out of the hospital gown and put on a normal suit. But he was so thin that he looked even more skinny and haggard than when he was wearing the hospital gown.
Lu Yao greeted No. 444 and led him to sit down: "You came here overnight, have you had breakfast?"
There was a teardrop-shaped seal doll hanging on the pocket of No. 444's coat. When Lu Yao spoke, he pinched the seal's body with his fingers and nodded stiffly.
Lu Yao checked the time. He had already finished his appointments in the morning and had some free time. He continued to ask, "Is this your first time in Sanhua City?"
No. 444 didn't know what the owner had planned, and he was a little anxious. He wanted to finish the greetings as soon as possible and get straight to the topic of tutoring. He lowered his eyelids, nodded twice, and kept stroking the water drop seal with his fingers. Or did the owner also want to see his experimental materials first
Lu Yao stood up and said, "Why don't we go for a walk on the street first? I've been busy just now and I'm a little hungry. There are several good snack bars on this street, and there aren't many people here at this time."
No. 444 and Xie Molin were still in a daze. Lu Yao turned to look at Bu Du who was sitting quietly beside him: "Can you go out with me?"
Other people in the shopping street cannot set foot in the other world, and people in the other world cannot set foot in the shopping street.
Lu Yao thought about the reason for his sudden appearance. If, as He said, he existed to protect her, then He must have some special authority.
Budu was suddenly called and jumped off the table happily: "Well, I can go anywhere with my mother."
It is true.
Lu Yao smiled softly, tied a scarf around Budu's neck, put on his hat, and pulled him to go out: "Baibai, Xiaoxiao, please watch the store while we go out for a while."
Xie Molin and No. 444 exchanged glances. They didn't understand what the owner was thinking, but they didn't stop him.
It is also winter in Sanhua City, but it rarely snows in this city. It is just windy, dry and cold.
Lu Yao pulled Bu Du and turned back to greet the two people who were left behind: "There is an old man selling roasted sweet potatoes in front, would you like some?"
Not only have I never eaten roasted sweet potatoes, but I can seem to smell the sweet aroma from a distance.
Xie Molin hadn't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for many years, and he was very resistant to the thought of eating a sweet potato in the street.
No. 444 had eaten baked sweet potatoes when he was very young, but as a test subject for many years, his sense of smell and taste had deteriorated in all aspects. Now he can't remember what baked sweet potatoes tasted like, and he doesn't mind them.
Lu Yao had already decided to eat roasted sweet potatoes, and he pulled Budu to speed up.
When they arrived at the sweet potato stall, she gave money to Budu and asked him to buy sweet potatoes.
When Xie Molin and No. 444 caught up, the sweet potatoes had already been bought.
The soft and glutinous sweet potatoes are wrapped in a hard paper bag. The hot temperature passes through the paper bag to the palm of your hand. Pinch one end and break it gently, and the sweet smell lingers in your nose.
Xie Molin was resisting at first, but now he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Lu Yao handed the last baked sweet potato to No. 444, and stopped him before he lowered his head to take a bite, "Wait a moment, I will cast a magic spell for you to make the baked sweet potato delicious."
No. 444 stopped moving and shifted his gaze to look at Xie Molin, his eyes clearly saying "Is your boss really okay?"
When he saw Lu Yao for the first time, he thought this woman was a little strange.
Being together at this time is more like having your intuition confirmed.
Lu Yao ignored them, drew a silver-white magic circle in the air with his fingers, and gently pushed it in front of No. 444.
Others couldn't see the magic circle and thought the owner was playing a trick. But Budu saw the silver magic circle shrinking and flying into No. 444's mouth.
The magic of light has the power to heal.
As long as they are not in a world completely isolated from magic like a shopping street, Lu Yao's healing magic will be effective. The only difference is the effectiveness.
This world is a low-magic world, but magic is not completely ineffective.
When No. 444 lowered his head to bite the golden sweet potato flesh, the soft, sweet taste bloomed from the tip of his tongue bit by bit, and his expression also slowly bloomed.
Xie Molin noticed it and asked, "What's wrong? Did you burn your tongue?"
No. 444 shook his head blankly and said slowly: "The roasted sweet potatoes... seem to have really become delicious."
Xie Molin was speechless: "..."
There's no need to be so flattering.
No. 444 saw that Xie Molin didn't believe him and couldn't help but explain: "My tongue has lost its sense of taste a long time ago, but this sweet potato tastes very sweet."
Xie Molin thought of the experimental record of No. 444. Because he responded well to the drug experiment, he had done many related experiments. The side effect was that he lost his sense of taste and smell.
But when did the shop owner find out
Lu Yao and Bu Du had already walked to a small stall selling steamed buns. When they caught up, she pointed at the steamed buns and said, "The fresh meat buns here are especially delicious, especially those that are fresh out of the pan. Would you like one for each of you?"
This time, No. 444 got his portion of shengjian and stood aside, waiting for Lu Yao expectantly.
Lu Yao was confused for a second, then reacted and said with a smile: "Magic can only be used once a day."
No. 444 drooped his eyelids in disappointment.
Lu Yao: "The effect can last for eight hours."
No. 444, who was almost withered, came back to life instantly and immediately poked the steamed buns in the box with a thin bamboo stick.
Lu Yao reminded: "Go slowly, it smells the best right out of the oven, but it's also very hot."
Not only did he burn the tip of his tongue just now, but luckily he was a little snowman, so his sense of taste was not damaged.
We stopped and ate along the way and in no time at all we had circled around Sanhua Road.
At the last stop, Lu Yao stood at the door of the Happy Cafe. "The fruit cream puffs in this shop are especially delicious. Would you like to try some?"
Along the way, Xie Molin has come to understand that this is just a routine.
What’s the “Would you like to try it?” As long as the owner recommends it, the two people next to him will support it without any pressure.
It was eleven o'clock in the morning, not yet time for lunch break, and there were almost no customers in the cafe.
The four of them went in and sat down at an empty table by the window.
Qin Xing stopped the waiter and took the menu himself.
Lu Yao ordered a latte, hot cocoa for Budu, and four fruit cream puffs.
Xie Molin ordered coffee, and No. 444 was also eager to try.
He seemed to have never drunk coffee before. He heard that it was very bitter, but he also wanted to try it.
Lu Yao stopped him and said, "Your stomach is not in good condition, and black coffee is very irritating. Can you try another one first?"
No. 444 was stunned for a moment, then actually cooperated and switched to the same cup of hot cocoa as Budu's.
The dessert and tea were ready, and Qin Xing stopped the waiter again and personally carried the tray over.
The store was exceptionally quiet at this time of year. Qin Xing approached and heard the exceptionally energetic store owner speaking to the skinny man: "Well, I think what you need is not a tutorial for your childhood, but a tutorial for your life."
Qin Xing paused slightly and fell into a state of confusion at an inappropriate time.
Can life also be tutored