In the few seconds after the car rumbled out, everyone present, whether it was the people or the bugs, were stunned for a moment.
The Joker only asked people to protect the car, but did not let anyone drive away.
He looked at the rumbling truck, and after a moment of confusion, he ran after it: "Stop! Stop the car!"
The kid who was sitting in the car and pressing the button naturally couldn't hear the sound behind him. He was concentrating on pressing the button, trying to get rid of the bug completely.
One minute, two minutes, and several minutes passed.
Everyone watched the car drive away.
Wagner, who was protected by César, said blankly, "Brother César, was it Ningzi who drove the car away?"
Xizel personally stuffed the little kid into the car. Now the car was moving, and there was no one else driving except the little kid.
"Hide yourself."
Xizel said this coldly, then killed the bug in front of him and chased after the bug that was chasing the car.
This time the bugs are very difficult to deal with.
They knew that this was their last chance on this planet, so all the insects pounced on it.
Cesare hated these bugs, but he had to leave one alive.
He wanted to interrogate a living person to find out why the insects were chasing their own cubs so relentlessly. In addition to leaving a living person, he also wanted the energy stones in the insects' bodies.
I do not know how long it has been.
The scene was shocked. The Joker looked breathlessly at César, whose face was stained with blood. His eyes stayed on César's face for a few more seconds.
"You are the crown prince of the empire."
The Joker doesn't often go to StarNet, so he didn't recognize the Fatty, but he recognized Cecil.
Everyone knows the Emperor and the Crown Prince.
When Xizel heard what he said, he turned his head to look at him and said "hmm".
He didn't even take a break. After dealing with the bugs here, he turned around and left: "Wagner, follow me."
Wagner followed him without his instructions.
They are going to look for Ningzai.
The little kid was still driving his car, without a star machine on him. He was only concerned with shaking off the bugs and didn't even look at the route.
The intelligent driving system can automatically detect road conditions. The kid drove recklessly for a long time and in the end he didn't even know where he was.
The car ran out of battery and stopped on the side of the road.
The little boy's hands were numb from pressing the keyboard. After the car turned off, he slumped in his seat, completely exhausted.
It was a bit cold at night, but the little guy was sweating.
He sat in his seat for a while, then raised his hand to wipe his forehead and climbed down from the driver's seat.
The car had been driving for so long that no bugs were following him.
The little guy returned to the carriage.
The coffin in the carriage was also in good condition, with no signs of being pried open by insects.
The little boy breathed a sigh of relief, then opened the coffin again. There were several people in the coffin, both men and women. They looked different, the only thing they had in common was their beauty.
The little boy is obsessed with looks. The more he looked at the beauty in the coffin, the more he couldn't take his eyes off her.
“It’s really beautiful.”
The little boy lay beside the coffin and was not afraid of the person lying in the coffin at all.
The faces of the people in the coffins looked no different from those of ordinary people, and their skin was soft and not stiff. Perhaps for this reason, the little boy didn't think they were scary.
There was no communication and the car was turned off.
In this dark environment, the little kid didn't know what to do except wait there.
There was not even a house nearby where the car was parked.
Moreover, there are no street lights in this area. It would be very dangerous for him to go down and walk to look for someone at this time.
The little guy thought about it for a moment and decided not to go anywhere.
He was only wearing a small green jacket, which his brother had put on him before he went out. This small jacket could not be used as a blanket for sleeping.
The night is getting darker.
The little cub, feeling increasingly cold, shook his head and then crawled into the coffin.
He climbed into the coffin of a beautiful aunt. Although the beautiful aunt had her eyes closed, the little cub felt warm in his heart when he looked at her for the first time.
"Auntie, the baby is cold."
After the little boy climbed into the coffin, he tucked himself into the arms of the pretty aunt and whispered to her, "I want to sleep with you."
There was some space in the coffin, and after the little cub squeezed himself in, it was a bit crowded, but he still fit in.
There was no one around, so it seemed particularly empty.
The little kid is afraid of the dark and ghosts.
It was very dark at this moment, and there was no sound from the person in the coffin, which should have frightened the child.
But Zizi felt neither frightened nor scared as he sat next to his strange and beautiful aunt in the coffin.
"Auntie, the baby can't sleep."
The fearless little boy took advantage of the dim natural light to grab his aunt's hand. He sniffed and started talking to his aunt.
"Brother must be looking for Zizi now. Zizi shouldn't go out today."
If he hadn't begged his brother to take him out, they wouldn't have encountered the bugs.
Thinking of the bugs that had just appeared, the little boy's brows knitted together. In the darkness, he seemed to be complaining, "These bugs want to catch me."
The little one is not stupid.
The last time he became popular on the Internet, Uncle Lulu and his father told him that the Zerg would definitely target him again.
Uncle Lulu and his father had never concealed from him the Zerg's hostility towards him.
“They couldn’t catch the cub even if they wanted to.”
After the little cub finished complaining, he added, his tone a little proud: "The cub is really good, he won't let the bug catch him."
There was still no sound around.
The little boy didn't feel bored even though he was talking to himself. He held the hand of the strange aunt and after talking for a while, he felt a little hungry.
It's really exhausting to go through all this in the middle of the night.
The little boy felt in his pocket, but found no snacks, only a few stone candies.
He took out a piece of stone candy, stuffed it into his mouth, and started crunching it.
In a few seconds, the stone candy was eaten.
The little boy ate two pieces before stopping. After he finished, he looked at the strange aunt hesitantly and said, "Aunt, you can't eat it."
Although the little boy loves to eat, he is not too stingy. Sometimes he generously shares his favorite food with others.
People in coffins can't eat.
After the little cub finished eating the candy, he could clearly feel his little spiritual power buds shaking their leaves comfortably.
"Coffin... mental exhaustion?"
After eating the stone candy, the little cub closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep, but suddenly, as if he remembered something, he somersaulted and sat up.
Whether you look at the face or other aspects of the person in the coffin, he is not in the state that a dead person should be in.
If he is not a completely dead person, then he can only be another kind of person—
A person who has entered a state of suspended animation due to mental exhaustion.
When the little boy thought of this, he put his forehead against the strange aunt's forehead without hesitation.
After he finished pasting, he closed his eyes and felt the other person's mental power.
"No… "
The little boy was stunned, but he continued to stick his hand on the strange aunt's forehead without giving up.
He can sense whether a normal person's mental strength is raging, exhausted, or normal.
But my aunt's mental power... is not the mental power of a normal person.
For the first time, the little boy's healing power was useless. He sat there blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The little cub was confused for a while, and finally lay down again in frustration.
He couldn't handle the situation for the time being, and there was no point in continuing to sit there.
It took a long time.
The little boy fell asleep while lying down. He was lying in the coffin, next to his strange and beautiful aunt.
Maybe snuggling like this can really keep you warm.
The little baby in a white T-shirt and covered with a green jacket was sleeping soundly in the arms of a strange aunt.
In the second half of the night, the little boy's face was rosy, his chubby face pressed against his aunt, and around him was his overflowing spiritual power.
His mental power was like gentle waves, rippling in the air.
At first, there was only his mental power, but later, there seemed to be some other mental power mixed in the air.
Such mixed mental power did not make the little boy feel tired. On the contrary, he became more and more relaxed.
The sky outside gradually brightened.
The little cub in the coffin had slept all night, his curly hair was messy, he had his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open, and one of his chubby little legs was resting on his aunt.
In order to keep warm, he closed the coffin lid after lying down, leaving only a small gap for air to circulate.
The Joker and César have been looking for it until now.
After seeing the familiar car, the clown's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down a little.
He strode over and opened the carriage first.
Fortunately, the coffins in the carriage were all there.
César also saw the coffin in the carriage, but he did not see his son in the carriage. Not only was his son not in the carriage, but he was also not in the front driver's seat.
"Brother Xizel, where is Ningzi?"
Wagner also searched the car, but couldn't find Ningzai. He looked under the car again, but still found nothing.
"Is Ningzai not here?" "Did he encounter a bug?"
Wagner didn't find Ningzai, and a lot of bad things went through his mind.
He asked several questions in a row, but Cesar didn't answer any of them.
Xizel stood under the car, frowning and thinking.
He knows his cub best. Since the car is parked here, the cub will not run around at night.
While César was still speculating about the baby's itinerary, the clown in the carriage had already discovered the baby in the coffin.
After seeing a little baby in the coffin, the clown's eyes widened slightly.
In his impression, even if some cubs are brave, none of them are so brave!
This is a coffin.
Not to mention cubs, even adults would not sleep in a coffin!
He closed his eyes, and opened them again. The little fat baby in the coffin was still there.
"Cesare."
The clown's face turned livid, and he turned around and called out to Cesar who happened to be walking by: "The fat kid is in my coffin."
Cesar: “…”
Cesar: “I guessed it.”
clown:"?"
The clown looked at Xizel's calm face, and his tone became uncertain: "Your empire's cubs, don't you have any fear of coffins?"
Cesar: “Not really.”
The other cubs would definitely be a little scared or daunted when they saw the coffin.
But his cub slept in his mother's coffin when he was young.
Xizel did not explain the reason in detail.
He entered the carriage and saw the coffin opened by the clown.
The little guy begged him to come out yesterday, saying that he wanted to see who was in the coffin. Xi Zeer guessed who would be in the coffin at that time.
He guessed many things, but he never thought that the person in the coffin would be so amazing.
Cesare looked at the woman in the coffin and then at the clown.
Absolutely not.
The woman in the coffin doesn't fit in with this clown.
The clown was touched by his look and immediately asked him in a cold voice: "What do you mean by looking at me like that?"
Xizel retracted his gaze and continued to look at his child while asking, "What is your relationship with the person in the coffin?"
If this person said they were a couple or relatives, he would probably have to call the police.
"It's none of your business."
The clown didn't answer, but frowned and said, "Hurry up and take the fat kid out. What was he thinking? How dare he sleep in the coffin?"
"It's cold at night. He'll freeze if he doesn't sleep in here."
When César walked over just now, before the clown spoke, he had already guessed that his cub would be here.
“It’s not a question of whether or not you’re cold.”
The clown wanted to say, this is the cub's problem!
But César had no intention of continuing to communicate with him. At this moment, César was not in a hurry to take his baby out.
He was looking at the cub, and also at the woman who was being held by his cub's chubby hands.
I don’t know if all beauties look alike, but César vaguely saw the shadow of Anno on this woman’s face. They were only somewhat similar. If she opened her eyes, I wonder how much more similar they would be.
Half of the little guy's fat face was pressed on the woman. From this angle—
Zizi's nose is a little bit like this woman's.
"Little Prince, have you seen enough?"
The clown was already unhappy when he saw that the little prince had not made any move. He did not want outsiders to see the person in the coffin.
"If you don't get him out, I'll do it for you—"
Before the clown finished his words, Cecil raised his hand and finally moved.
He held the baby in the coffin with his hands, and when he was trying to take the baby out, the baby struggled free.
The cub, who hadn't woken up yet, was resisting subconsciously.
"Ningzi, it's my brother."
Xizel lowered his voice and said to the little fat boy in the coffin: "Brother is here, let's go back to sleep."
I don’t know if the little guy heard the sound or not. He kicked his legs and his chubby face was wrinkled as if he was about to cry, but he still refused to let anyone touch him.
Not only did he not let her touch him, he also held the woman's hand even tighter.
The clown who was watching nearby frowned when he saw this scene.
"Just carry him out, or wake him up first."
Xizel ignored him and just lowered his head to hold the little boy's hand.
His tone was very gentle, a gentleness that was limited to the baby: "Ningzi, get up and have breakfast. There are chicken legs for breakfast."
The voice of this sentence was not loud. When the clown heard it, he snorted.
He could see that the little prince of the empire was really spoiling this fat kid. It would be strange if the volume of the call could wake anyone up.
As soon as the clown finished sneering, the little kid in the coffin moved his ears.
Next second.
The little fat boy slowly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Baby, I want to eat chicken legs."
clown:"???"
Xizel was not surprised at all. He continued to look at the little cub and coaxed him, "Brother will carry you out. Let's go back and eat chicken legs."
The little boy looked at his brother in front of him, then turned his head to look at the beautiful aunt he had been holding in his arms.
"Brother, take Auntie back to eat chicken legs."
Before César could reply, the clown said coldly, "Dream on."
After getting the cub out, he drove away.
The little guy's mood is very unstable when he wakes up in the morning. It is a blessing that he does not get mad when he wakes up. Now he just opened his mouth to say something and people said he was dreaming.
Without even thinking about it, César knew that the situation was not good.
"Ning, boy, be good—"
Xizel reached out and picked up the cub. Before he could finish his words of comfort, the cub raised his chubby face and started crying.
Wagner, who had not gotten a chance to speak, frowned and looked at the clown: "Why are you so fierce! If Ningzi hadn't driven the car away yesterday, the Zerg would have climbed onto your car!"
clown:"… "
The clown thought about this, shut up and said nothing more.
Xizel took the little cub out with a bit of force, and then patted his back to coax him: "Don't cry, let's go back and have breakfast. I'll add an extra spoonful of sugar to your porridge later."
The little boy likes to put sugar in his porridge. He had a tooth pulled once, and his family has restricted the amount of sugar he can eat.
In the past, you could put a whole spoonful of sugar in your morning porridge, but now you can only put half a spoonful at most.
"elder brother."
The little boy was still crying. He hugged his brother's neck and turned to look at his aunt: "I want you, aunt."
Cesar: “…”
This is really hard to ask for.
If he wanted something else, César could spend money on it or find other ways to get it.
But he really couldn't keep the aunt in the coffin.
Not to mention that he couldn't meet such a request, even if his father came, he might not be able to do it.
Xizel changed the subject to attract Zizi's attention: "And your father wants to call you too."
Xizel said this and tried to take the baby down.
But unexpectedly, the little guy pointed at his aunt in the coffin and refused to leave.
"Baby wants auntie."
"Brother will buy you toys and video games. Don't you love playing games? I will buy you the latest model of video game console."
"don't want."
The kid didn't even want the game console, and Xizel immediately felt troubled.
He couldn't even coax the kid, so Wagner was even more helpless.
The clown looked at the cub whose eyes were red from crying. At first his heart was as hard as iron, but gradually, he became unbearable because of his crying.
"What's wrong with you cub?"
The clown asked this to Cesar, who was puzzled: "If he doesn't want toys, why does he want my people?"
Cesar didn't know the reason either.
But the kid refused to leave, no matter how much you reasoned with him.
He could only think of a way to speak to the clown: "My son was not like this before, he was very well behaved. This time he might be more compatible with this aunt."
clown:"… "
The clown looked at him with complicated eyes: "Do you get along?"
The person in the coffin cannot possibly wake up. How did this cub get connected with the person in the coffin
Xizel also felt that his words were not convincing, but for the sake of his son, he had to continue: "Since you know my identity, you should know that I am not a bad person."
"Can we discuss this? Let Ningzi come to see this aunt whenever he wants to in the next two days."
"In return, I will agree to one condition of yours."
"Whether you want money or something else, I can satisfy you."
A promise from the Crown Prince of the Empire is still very precious.
The clown looked at the face of the Crown Prince of the Empire, his eyes darkened, as if he was weighing the matter.
After a while, he looked at the crying baby in the little prince's arms and said "hmm" in a low voice.
"Okay, I promise."
It's only these two days, and it's worth it to be disturbed in these two days in exchange for a promise from the little prince of the empire.
After Cesar had discussed it with him, it became much easier to coax the kid.
"We can come visit Auntie again later."
Xizel freed one hand and wiped the tears of the baby in his arms. After wiping, he kissed the baby's wet face.
"Be good, let's go back and have a meal, change into some nice clothes, and then come to see auntie, okay?"
"good."
The cub being held by his brother finally agreed to let his brother take him away.
Before leaving, he looked at his aunt in the coffin reluctantly. As he had no gift in his pocket, the little boy stuffed a piece of stone candy into his aunt's hand.
After he, César and Wagner all left, the clown behind him looked at their backs and raised his hand to press his temple.
"It surprised me that… "
He murmured, "Ludwig's son is actually like this."
He obviously had the same temperament as Ludwig, but he was surprisingly gentle and patient with a cub.
The clown muttered, and then he thought of the little fat boy, feeling puzzled.
How could the fat boy depend on a stranger after only meeting him once
The clown couldn't figure it out, and didn't think about it any further.
the other side.
Wagner was yawning all the way. He rubbed his eyes and said to the little kid who was also walking, "I'm so sleepy. You can still sleep, but I haven't even slept."
"There's no competition today, so you can go back and sleep when you get home."
The little guy was afraid that his brother would be too tired from holding him, so after being held for a while, he asked to get out of bed and walk by himself.
He held his brother's hand with one hand and Wagner with the other.
Wagner kept yawning, and finally, the little guy was infected and started yawning.
We finally arrived at our destination.
Xizel took them to have breakfast first. Their breakfast time was different from others, so the other kids didn't see them.
The teachers received news from Cesar yesterday, so they were not actually waiting for them.
While they were eating, the teacher came over and took a look at them.
After dinner.
After returning to the room, Wagner didn't even wash his face. He just kicked off his shoes and went to bed.
The little guy was held in his brother's arms and sat on the bed, and took off his little shoes.
"Get some more sleep."
Xizel took off his shoes and pulled the quilt for him: "I'm going to take a shower and then sleep with you."
"Baby, you have to wash too."
"You'll feel refreshed after you wash."
Xizel said, lowering his head to smell it and said, "It doesn't stink. Just go to sleep. I'll wash you when you wake up."
The little kid who was told that he didn’t smell good didn’t take a bath in the end and fell asleep directly.
After taking a bath, Xizel reported safety to his family and then went to bed.
After sleeping till the afternoon, the little boy went to look for the clown again. As soon as he came over, he started to dig into the coffin.
Cesar didn't go over. He sat with the clown, and the two chatted casually.
César asked about the identity of the person in the coffin, but the clown did not answer.
When asked about the magic troupe, the clown added a few more words: "The level of our magic troupe is far superior to other magic troupes, and our tickets have always been the most expensive."
"This is the most expensive one, and we can sell all of it."
It can be heard that the clown is still very proud when talking about the magic troupe.
Cesar sat in a chair, occasionally responding with a few words.
After sitting for a while, Xizel asked about the clown's next schedule and gave a suggestion: "Does your magic troupe plan to perform on White Mist Star?"
"There isn't any decent magic troupe on White Mist Star yet. If you guys come, the market should be good."
After listening to César's words, the Joker did not directly refuse.
Their magic troupe does need money.
"White Mist Star... I'll consider it."
"Well, if I come to White Mist Star, I will go to watch your performance."
The clown laughed and said, "Watching my performance is fake, let the little fat boy watch me, it's real."
Cesar did not deny it.
The two continued chatting and they exchanged contact numbers.
When they were about to leave again, the little one pulled the corner of the clown's clothes, tilted his chubby face, and said in a soft voice: "Uncle, do you want to come to my house as a guest?"
Joker: "No."
He wanted to find a place to put the coffin, but he didn't want it to be taken away by others.
Because of the beauty in the coffin, the little guy’s connection with the clown was forced to increase.
Originally, the little guy was fully focused on the game, but now, he has slightly diverted his attention to other things.
The last day of competition.
The guy who made it to the finals, wearing a rainbow mech, asked his brother to record the screen for him in advance.
"Record it, and show it to Daddy!"
"knew."
Xizel knew to record the video without being reminded.
He planned to record the video, edit it, and then post it to Xiaozaizai's account.
There are so many fans, including sister fans, mother fans and aunt fans, on Xiaozaizai's account. The private messages received in the background are all urging for updates.
These fans who want to attract Zaizai are all looking for some daily videos. They not only want to see Zaizai eating, but also want to see Zaizai's daily life.
In the audience.
Xizel held up the Star Machine to record a video, while on the stage, the little cub of the Rainbow Mecha laughed and waved his little fists.
The competition was not easy.
The cubs from other countries are not all vegetarians. The little cub was matched with Wagner.
A pair of good friends looked at each other, and before the fight, they politely assured each other that friendship came first.
But after the fight, the friendship between the two cubs broke down on the spot.
The little guy narrowly won the game.
After the narrow victory, both cubs snorted coldly and said that they would never play with each other again.
During the game just now, they both hit each other and got angry.
César watched the two cubs break up and remained calm throughout the whole process.
He has seen too many breakups like this. The breakups between the little one and Wagner are too frequent, several times a week.
After competing with Wagner, the little guy competed with another kid.
In the end, the little guy didn't get first place, but only second place.
The one who took first place was a second-year cub from another country, who was two years older than Ning, very strong, and with a high level of mental strength.
It was not easy for him to win against Ning Zai. After winning, he was still panting and said to Ning Zai: "If you change to a different mecha, I may not be able to beat you."
The primitive mecha on the little cub is still a bit backward compared to the mechas on other cubs.
Being able to wear such a mecha and get the second place, the other cubs looked at Ningzai with admiration.
Xizel, who was below, looked at these cubs and had no doubt that if these cubs were also in Baiwu, they would definitely follow Ningzai and call him the boss.
When the officials of the competition came to present the awards, there were cameras on the stage.
The little cub took off his rainbow mecha, revealing his soft little face, the most eye-catching among all the cubs.
The top three contestants will give acceptance speeches.
It was the first time for Xiaozaizai to give a speech, and he listed a long list of thanks. After finishing the list of thanks, Xiaozaizai got stuck, so he simply bowed, said that he would take first place next time, and then handed the microphone to Wagner, who came in third.
Wagner: “Humph!”
Little cub: “…”
The little boy pulled a pouty face and gave the microphone to the champion kid on the left.
Wagner, who wanted to take the microphone after humming, was almost angry to death.
The children received their awards in a very funny way, and after receiving the awards, there was a celebratory dinner.
The little guy's belly was so bloated at the dinner that his brother had to rub his belly for a long time before he felt better.
The award has been won, the celebration banquet has been attended, it’s time to go home.
The little guy knows he has to go back.
He had encountered two insect attacks in just a few days here. If he continued to stay, there might be a third attack soon.
Xizel wanted to take him back right now.
But the little cub was reluctant to leave.
There are several beauties in the coffin, but the little guy is most attached to his beautiful aunt. He doesn't have much contact with adult women.
Apart from the aunt on the deserted planet, only Aunt Ivy has slept with Zizi.
Aunt Ivy didn’t spend time with the cub alone either.
The little boy couldn't explain why, nor how he felt about his aunt in the coffin.
In short, he didn't want to go back.
He had kissed the pretty aunt on the forehead many times in the past two days. He even fed stone candies to the pretty aunt's mouth, but the pretty aunt didn't eat them and didn't react.
"Ningzi."
Xizel gave the little cub a final notice. No matter how much he doted on him, he couldn't keep playing with him: "We have to go back to White Mist Star."
"Don't worry, you will have the chance to see each other again in the future."
Zizi listened to his brother's notice with a dejected look and said nothing.
The next day.
When they were about to leave, the little cub ran away once.
César went to great lengths to catch him.
"Baby, don't hold me anymore."
The little kid was so angry that he kept crying and refused to let his brother hold him until he was about to board the spaceship.
Seeing that he refused to let Wagner hold him, Cesar held his things for him and let Wagner lead him.
The little guy didn't want Wagner either. He strode towards the room on the spaceship alone, his little sneakers making thumping sounds on the floor.
Xizel looked at his back and felt that even when he got home, he might not be able to coax him.
He expected it right. The little cub still had red eyes when he got home.
The adult who came to pick up the cub was stunned when he saw the little cub with red eyes.
Zhan Xi quietly asked Xizel, "What happened? He got last place?"
"No, Ningzi won the prize, and he was the second place."
Zhan Xi was puzzled: "Why is the second place winner crying? Is he so arrogant that he wants to be the first place?"
That shouldn’t be the case. His kid isn’t that competitive.
Not to mention second place, even if he got third place, he felt that his children would be happy.
Xizel hadn't told Zhan Xi in detail about the coffin. The Joker had told him at the time that he didn't want anyone else to know about the coffin.
But the kid is angry now, and if he doesn’t tell Uncle Zhan about this, it will be difficult for Uncle Zhan to comfort him.
"Uncle Zhan, I'll tell you later."
"OK."
Zhan Xi hadn't seen his cub for a few days, and he was missing his little cub. After talking to Xi Ze'er for a few words, he went to see the cub.
The baby was being held by Ling Qi at the moment, with his chubby face pressed against Ling Qi, and his mood was visibly depressed.
"Who bullied our little cub?"
Zhan Xi had a smile in his eyes and reached out to take the baby.
The little guy also missed his father. After being picked up by his father, he hugged his father's neck again.
The adults and the kids stayed together for quite a while. After that, the kids went to the palace to eat.
evening.
The little kid returned home and sat in front of the small desk in the yard, looking at the textbook on the desk, but he couldn't concentrate.
"Ningzi, I told you in advance that you will have the monthly exam soon. If you don't study hard now, you will be at a loss when you go to school."
Zhan Xi was working in the yard. Seeing that his son was not concentrating on reading, he reminded him.
The little boy lay on the table dejectedly, still with no enthusiasm for reading.
Seeing him like this, Zhan Xi had no choice but to use his trump card before the exam: "Ningzi, did you forget that you have to send your transcript to your father?"
In addition to Ling Qi's tutoring, most of the credit for the kid's performance goes to his biological father.
The dad is very strict with the kid's studies. If the dad is not around, the kid's study attitude will be so inconsistent that he might not be able to make it to elementary school from kindergarten.
When Zhan Xi brought up his biological father before, the little guy was still very vulnerable to this threat.
But this time, the little guy, who was in a bad mood, threw the pen angrily.
"I'm not afraid, babe!"
Thinking of his father who hadn't woken up for a while, the little boy said boldly, "Daddy is sleeping. Even if I fail the test, Daddy won't know!"
Zhan Xi: “…”
Can.
His son is provoking his own father.
Zhan Xi saw that he was so angry, so he didn't confront him at this time.
"If you don't want to read, then don't read."
Zhan Xi packed up the things in the yard and came over to pack the little boy’s schoolbag: “Anyway, it’s you who will take the exam in two days, not me.”
The little cub jumped down from the chair and said firmly, "Cubs don't read books!"
He didn't want to read, so Zhan Xi really took his books away.
Two days later.
The little boy, who had just finished the exam, was in a bad mood and was instantly in an even worse mood after receiving the test paper.
Zhan Xi saw that he had received the test paper, but he didn't punish him. He just asked him: "Do you know that you need to study hard now?"
If you don't study hard and don't read books during normal times, you will be punished when the exam comes.
The kid was a bit rebellious, but he listened to his father, held back his tears, and remained very tough.
Zhan Xi had been coaxing him for several days, and seeing that he was still so stubborn, he simply let him take his report card to see his father.
(End of this chapter)