Xiu Jin's enthusiasm for being a father was attacked again and again, and he was suddenly a little discouraged. Just at this time, the intelligent butler reminded him, "Your Highness, you are going to the palace to see the emperor tomorrow, it is time to rest."
After the interruption from the smart housekeeper, Xiu Jin glanced at the time and realized that he had been addicted to the game for hours.
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"understood."
Although raising a daughter is important, seeing your father tomorrow is also important, and
A hint of coldness flashed in Xiu Jin's eyes, he could go to the palace in the best condition tomorrow.
He raised his hand and touched his face, feeling a little dry. While asking the smart housekeeper to prepare an essence mask for him, he moved the wardrobe in the baby daughter's room to cover the cover he drew.
The baby girl can't read, and when she wakes up and sees a string of "symbols" and "paintings" on the wall, what will happen? Thinking of her intimacy value of 50, Xiu Jin really doesn't dare to take the risk.
As for whether he would notice that the wardrobe had been moved, Xiu Jin took a closer look. The words he wrote were right next to the wardrobe, and the wardrobe was only moved by a few tens of centimeters.
At such a short distance, children generally do not pay attention to such details, and the baby girl should not be able to find it.
After doing this, Xiu Jin closed the game and started his bedtime skincare routine.
On a new day, Bianbian woke up with a shock, and she knew it meant dawn.
In the past few days, there have been vibrations every morning. She didn't know what happened, and she didn't dare to open the curtains to look outside during the vibration. Only after the vibrations ended, she would open the curtains to welcome a new day. .
"Grey, good morning."
The little girl first changed a Band-Aid for the finger she cut yesterday, and then carefully observed her home.
Then I found a happy thing.
"The bad guy seems to be gone."
If the bad guys are there, the things in the house will definitely be passive, and I will be wise to look at the food I found yesterday, including water, instant noodles and bread, as well as candy.
Based on these circumstances, it was concluded that the bad guy had left.
Don't know why the bad guy left, but the side is happy, which means he won't be eaten.
Is it because of my dream
While biting her little finger, she thought, she remembered that she had a dream, in which she met a bad guy, she and her grandfather chased the bad guy away, and didn't remember anything else.
Thinking of grandpa, the little girl hurried to the living room. The apple peels in the bag had become dry and could not be given to grandpa to eat.
She is a little sad.
Then I went to look at the apple that had become pitted after peeling the apple on the table. The original off-white pulp was oxidized, and the surface was already gray and black.
As he swallowed his throat, his little head automatically recalled the deliciousness of the apples he ate yesterday.
Can't eat.
Then she thought that this was given to her by the bad guy, to feed her fat, which she shouldn't have eaten in the first place.
Thinking about it this way, I don't feel any pity.
I didn't finish the water I poured yesterday, I drank half of it with a glass of water on the side, and half of the bread left on the table, I ate it bit by bit with cold mineral water.
The bad guy left.
She doesn't have to go to the supermarket to hide anymore. It's dangerous outside, so she should eat food sparingly.
After eating the rest of the bread, he touched his shriveled belly, glanced at the rest of the bread, and finally held back.
However, she opened a fruit candy, the candy in the wrapping paper had already melted a little, and all the candy that was not wasted was licked clean, and then the wrapping paper was stretched out and placed.
The cartoon patterns on the wrapping paper are very cute, and I like them very much, so I decided to keep them in my small bag.
The orange-flavored candy made her eyes crescent, and she threw the dried apple peel and the damaged apple into the trash. Then he pushed a chair to the door.
The mind of a child will be more secure if the door is pressed a little with something.
Bianbian not only pushed a chair to block the door, but she also went to the kitchen, found an empty washed can in the corner filled with water, put it in a bag, and hung it on the doorknob.
When someone opens the door outside and twists the doorknob, the bag will fall to the ground, the can and the ground will collide, and a sound will be heard, which can be heard from the side.
This is the method that Bianbian suddenly thought of.
Once it is quiet, the room will also be quiet. She has to clean up the table and go to the balcony to take out the broom. The floor is not dirty, and she sweeps it every day. This is one of her ways to relieve boredom.
Living alone in a house, even a child will find all kinds of things to do to pass the time.
During this time, Bianbian learned to clean without a teacher, and Lu Yu planned to teach her one by one when she was five years old when she did laundry.
However, before everything could be taught to her, an accident occurred.
In the first two years of the apocalypse, when there were not too many abilities, Lu Yu's B-level strength would be respected wherever he went, even though he was an old man and brought a little guy with him.
In the first two years, Lu Yu took Bianbian to live a life that could even be called "rich". Later, Lu Yu took her to sparsely populated places.
Being sparsely populated means less risk and a lower quality of life.
Some things in life, even if Lu Yu has not taught Bianbian, she will read and learn by herself. This is why Lu Yu is at home alone after the accident. Although she is not happy, she can still live in limited conditions. Next, put yourself in order.
She can think and recall what she has learned invisibly while living with Lu Yu, and she slowly explores and applies it.
After cleaning the room, he snapped his little finger and asked the little bear, "Grey, how many days have I been wearing my clothes?"
Then he puffed out his cheeks and changed a strange tone, "It's been three days, by the way, it's time for you to change into clean clothes."
While smiling, "Okay, thank you Hui Hui."
After settling down in this community, Lu Yu searched Bianbian a lot of children's clothes. Although Lu Yu likes to dress up her granddaughter beautifully, it is too ostentatious in the last days.
Therefore, the colors of the clothes he collected for him were not bright enough to change while he was wearing, and the wardrobe was full of clothes that Lu Yu collected for him.
He chose a gray-blue skirt to put on, and after changing it, he took the skirt and turned it around in front of the mirror.
Wearing new clothes is a happy thing, and beauty is the instinct of every girl, regardless of age.
From the beginning to the end, the little girl did not realize that the location of the wardrobe was moved a distance away from the original.
While washing dirty clothes in the bathroom, she was very careful to avoid getting her clothes wet.
The first time I washed my clothes, not only did I not wash my clothes well, I also fell and broke my right calf. After the wound healed, I left an ugly scar.
Fortunately, I have gained experience in practice, and now I am very skilled in washing clothes while doing it.
She has little strength. She will slowly twist the clothes one by one after washing them, and then shake the clothes like grandpa did, and then hang them on the balcony to dry.
The balcony is open-air and stands on its own, going out through a door from the kitchen. This is also one of the reasons why Lu Yu chose this house after being infected.
There is a door from the kitchen to the balcony, in case of any accident, there is an extra layer of escape opportunity.
At the same time, Lu Yu also reinforced this door, worried that there would be zombies or other dangers entering the room through the door of the balcony.
Sometimes when I stay in the room too stuffy, I will take the bear to the balcony, lying on the balcony and watching the high-rise buildings in the distance.
This quiet city is presented in a ruined way in the eyes of the side.
Hang up your clothes, while lying on the balcony as usual, looking out.
The weather is not very good today. The sky is overcast and covered with dark clouds. Grandpa said that such weather indicates that it will rain heavily.
Remember to put your clothes back later.
boom
Intense gunshots sounded suddenly, in addition to the gunshots, there were people's voices and the roar of monsters.
Then, a car sped past the street downstairs.
He was so frightened that he shrank his head back.
"Du Mingyu, you must not die"
Zhu Yuan clutched the gunshot wound in his chest and looked at the distant car in disbelief.
For a third-level wood-type spar, he actually killed himself.
Zhu Yuan coughed heavily, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
He is a C-level wind type ability, and Du Mingyu is a C-level fire type. The two were friends from college. They met by chance some time ago. After inquiring, the destination was to go to the northern base.
They encountered a wounded third-level zombie yesterday, and the third-level zombie is equivalent to a B-level power user. Fortunately, the zombie was injured, and the two of them worked together to strangle, and luckily got a third-level wood-type spar.
The spar can improve the strength of the power user, but neither of them are of the wood type. They rashly use it to heal wounds, but waste the energy inside.
Zhu Yuan proposed to go to the base and exchange this third-level spar for supplies. Du Mingyu agreed. He thought it was a good proposal. They were companions, and they would use the supplies they exchanged at that time.
He hadn't thought about the situation at all.
However, just now, they encountered three first-level zombies, and Du Mingyu's bullet deflected the zombies and shot into his chest.
Zhu Yuan understood everything.
An angry Zhu Yuan endured the severe pain in his chest, raised his hand to kill the zombies that rushed over, this blow exhausted all his strength, the gun fell from his hand, and his body was shaky.
However, a gust of wind blew, and Zhu Yuan smelled a wisp of fragrance, the smell of that special washing powder, which floated down from the top of his head.
He raised his head sharply and saw the building in front of him, a skirt fluttering in the wind on the balcony on the third floor.
balcony hanging skirt
Someone lives on the third floor
Survival originally made Zhu Yuan's dizzy head sober. He gathered all the remaining powers, and a strong wind gathered under his feet to wrap him. Using the buoyancy brought by the wind, Zhu Yuan jumped to the balcony on the third floor. .
Zhu Yuan "flyed" up, but he was still a little short. Fortunately, at the last moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the balcony, and turned himself in with a burst of anger.
Then, he met a pair of eyes that were bigger than grapes.
God, it's actually a little girl.
Zhu Yuan's eyes were full of astonishment.
"I" came from a severe pain in the chest, and before Zhu Yuan could say anything, he lost consciousness.
He followed Lu Yu and saw countless dead people.
Grandpa said that the most terrifying are humans, the second most terrifying are monsters, and the least terrifying are dead people.
Therefore, after Zhu Yuan did not move, Bianbian was not afraid.
The dead are not scary.
She stared at Zhu Yuan, who was stained with blood in the prisoner in front of her, for a while, and determined that the uncle was "dead". She returned to the room and pulled out a blanket from the closet.
The little girl returned to the balcony half-drag and half-holding the blanket, then tore the blanket away and covered Zhu Yuan tightly from foot to head.
And, carefully pinched the lower corners.
At the same time, on the way to the palace, Xiu Jin couldn't hold back, and quietly turned on his brain, wanting to see if the baby girl was awake.
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what is that thing that is covered in front of cub cub,