The conversation between the two cubs fell into Huo Lin's ears. The latter did not participate, but just picked up a sweet bun for each of them.
The little fat boy took the sweet bun, and his attention was successfully diverted. He recommended the sweet bun to Wagner: "Great!"
With the comfort of Tian Baozi, Wagner seemed to feel a little better.
Since they stayed at the palace at night, Auburn drove them away in the morning. On the way, the little fat boy even called his father.
Zhan Xi's steamed bun shop business has been put on the right track. In addition, he and Ling Qi also set up a recycling station. To put it nicely, it is called a recycling station, to put it bluntly, it is a waste station.
There aren't many people dealing with scrap on Baiwu Star, but the profit from this is actually no less than selling weight-loss buns.
Zhan Xi has done all kinds of dirty and tiring work, and dealing with waste is not a heavy job for him.
He kept the waste clean and tidy, while Ling Qi was responsible for negotiating the price of the processed waste with others, or the two of them would reprocess and transform it and then sell it back in the market.
The days were busy, but they both seemed to be adapting well.
In the car.
After finishing the call, the fat kid suddenly pulled Huo Lin's big hand and said, "Brother, give me a bag."
Huo Lin: “?”
Huo Lin was puzzled: "What do you want the bag for?"
The little fat boy said seriously: "Pick up bottles. Bottles can be sold for money."
The little guy has seen his father selling scraps, and he knows that this can make money, but the adults in the family don't let him do this.
Huo Lin and Zhan Xi often chat, so he and Zhan Xi have the same idea: "Ningzi, you just need to study hard in school, you don't need to pick up bottles."
Uncle Zhan is very good at making money, there is no need for the kid to pick up bottles.
But the little fat boy frowned and gave another reason: "Picking up bottles is fun."
The business of Baiwuxing is well developed, and there are all kinds of colorful beverage bottles. The little fat boy likes to pick up bottles. Picking up bottles is fun and can make money.
Huo Lin still didn't give him the bag.
"I'll help you pick up bottles next time, okay?" Huo Lin held the little fat boy on his lap and coaxed him, "It's not fun to pick up bottles by yourself."
With his brother's patient coaxing, the little fat boy finally gave up the idea of going to school to pick up bottles.
However, this giving up is only a temporary one.
Most of the courses in the Imperial Kindergarten are practical courses, and there are not many useless courses that waste time. When the two cubs enter the kindergarten, they will start a day of hard work.
"Ningzi, do it again."
In the mecha class, Wagner, who was wearing a small mecha specially designed for cubs, looked at the rainbow-colored small mecha lying on the ground, stretched out his mechanical arm, and pulled the rainbow small mecha up.
The little fat boy is in the rainbow mecha.
The control of the mecha requires the connection with mental power. They have been learning to control mental power, but the fat boy has no mental power. He can only use the most primitive method -
Control the mecha purely by your own strength.
This course is a little difficult for the little fat boy. After all, the children in his class all have high-level mental powers, but he is the only one who has to rely on brute force.
But fortunately, the children in the Green Grass Class and the corresponding mecha teachers were very patient with him.
"Ningzi, if you had stretched out your fist a little faster, you could have hit me." Wagner reviewed the mecha battle with him: "Let's do it again."
The fat kid in the rainbow mecha had beads of sweat on his eyelashes. He shook his head and said firmly in his little baby voice, "Yes! One more time!"
The mecha teacher stood aside, watching the two small mechas fighting again. He lowered his head and took notes in a small notebook.
The mecha teacher of another class might have been free at this moment, so he came over and said, "Rick, is this little cub of the rainbow mecha the one without mental power?"
Rick glanced at him and said nothing.
The teacher in the neighboring class, who had hit a snag, rubbed his nose, but still not giving up, and continued to talk to him: "He doesn't even have mental strength, he is not suitable for using mechas at all, didn't you explain the situation to the headmaster?"
These words made Rick's face flash with displeasure. He hated it most when people disturbed him when he was busy, and he also hated it when people casually commented on his students.
"Who said that you can't use mechas if you don't have mental power? If you have nothing to do, just do some voluntary labor and don't bother me."
Rick's personality is actually very good, provided you don't step on his mistakes.
The mecha teacher from the neighboring class was obviously stepping into Rick's minefield. If he continued to step into it, Rick couldn't guarantee what he would do next.
He is a top mecha master who retired from the former mecha corps and was just re-hired here this year.
The teacher who tried to talk to him didn't get any good result here and had to leave in disappointment.
A few minutes later.
Rick walked towards the Rainbow Mech who had fallen again. He opened the mask of the Rainbow Mech, revealing a rosy little face inside.
"Ning, can you still hold on? You hit Wagner twice this time. That's a big improvement compared to last time."
"able!"
Ningzai, whose face was flushed with tiredness, answered loudly: "Zazi, I'm going to hit it three times this time!"
Rick smiled when he heard this. He raised his hand to wipe the little boy's face and said a few words of encouragement: "Come on, our Ning is performing better and better now."
Without mental control, the little cub went from falling three times for every step he took when he put on the mech to now being able to not only run around in the little mech, but also beat up his opponents.
Rick was very satisfied with the performance of the little cub.
Of course, the great progress made by the little cub was not only due to the modifications made to his little mecha by Rick, the top mecha master, but also due to the care and patience of the other little cubs in the Green Grass Class.
Rick had long discovered that this mentally powerless cub was getting along very well in the Green Grass Class.
Wagner practiced with Ningzai for a while, and only after Ningzai finally hit him three times did the two small mechas finally rest.
"so tired."
The little cub who was taken out of the mecha by Teacher Rick sat down on the ground as soon as he was put on the ground. His little face was a little dull with tiredness.
The other kids who had finished their sparring match long ago hurriedly handed him some warm water: "Ning, have a drink."
"Wagner, here you go, your water bottle."
After a day's classes in kindergarten, Zhan Xi came to pick up his child in his tricycle after school.
"Dad, I want to go see Wagner's dad!" As soon as he got in the car, the kid shouted, "I've already made an appointment with Wagner."
Zhan Xi had heard him talk about this at noon, so he was well prepared.
He started the car and said, "I know. Be good when you get there. After you see Wagner's father, I'll take you home."
Upon hearing this, Wagner interrupted, “Uncle Zhan, Ningzi and I will sleep with Dad.”
Wagner had slept with Zhan Xi, and he also wanted to invite Ning Zai to sleep with his father.
Zhan Xi didn't get to sleep with his little kid last night, and the kid had to find another dad tonight. He felt a little jealous, so he asked his kid, "Ning, do you want to sleep with Wagner daddy?"
The little cub thought about it and replied, "Sleep tomorrow!"
He missed his dad today.
When Wagner heard his words, a look of regret appeared on his face.
Not long.
Zhan Xi sent the two cubs to where Marshal Tang En was staying. Tang En did not live here all the time. Most of the time, he had to go back to the Federation.
"Uncle Tang, hello!"
I still remember Tang En's little fat boy. After seeing Tang En, he gave him the gift prepared by his father: "This is from my father."
Tang En accepted the gift and his eyes fell on the two cubs in front of him.
He has the same temperament as Ludwig, and is very strict with his child. But his child is different from the little prince Ice Cube.
Maybe it's because he is still young, or maybe it's because he has been playing with the lively and outgoing little fat boy next to him for a long time, his Wagner has also learned to stick to him.
Even if he had a cold face, Wagner would no longer be afraid as before.
Once he couldn't help himself and asked the reason.
Varna raised his face and said seriously: "Ningzi said that dads love kids, and you must love them too, so I am not afraid of you."
Don had mixed emotions towards the little cub that had influenced Wagner.
"Dad, Ningzi is going to sleep with me tomorrow."
Wagner also informed his father: "Let's sleep together! When we return to the Federation, Ningzi will also go. We have an appointment to go to the amusement park."
Wagner has been to all the major amusement parks in the federation alone.
The two cubs get together and talk nonstop.
Tang En invited the little fat boy to have dinner with him. He wanted to invite Zhan Xi to eat with him, but Zhan Xi didn't come. Zhan Xi took the opportunity when the little boy came to eat to go take a look around.
At the dinner table.
Ning Zai looked up at Marshal Tang En and felt that his face looked a little bad: "Uncle Tang, are you sick?"
"No."
Tang En looked calm and didn't show any abnormality. He would pick up food for the two cubs from time to time, behaving like a normal elder.
But Ningzi still looked worried when he looked at him.
After dinner, Tang En played with the two cubs for a while. He was very strong and could hold both of them at the same time.
Ningzai was a little bit reserved at the beginning, but by the end, he and Wagner were having a blast.
"Uncle Tang, throw the cub again!"
The games played between adults and cubs do not need to be too complicated, as long as they can make the cubs happy.
Before leaving, the little fat boy leaned in Marshal Tang En's arms and was almost reluctant to leave.
Wagner made a pinky promise with him and agreed to come and play again tomorrow.
Nightfall.
The fat boy, who was tired after a day of work, took a bath and lay down on the bed. His father and Uncle Lingqi sat beside him, massaging his little arms and legs.
"Ningzai, are you tired from the mecha class?" Ling Qi asked while pinching the little fat boy's leg.
The sleepy kid nodded slowly: "I'm tired."
Zhan Xi felt bad when he heard the word "tired". If possible, he didn't want his child to be so tired. But reality forced him to let his child study, exercise, and learn the skills of self-protection.
The Imperial Military Kindergarten has the best mecha classes, combat classes, and the best teachers.
It is the greatest luck that his child can get in.
If he hadn't entered here, he wouldn't even be able to meet Teacher Rick. Without Teacher Rick, he wouldn't be able to control the mecha without mental power.
Ling Qi looked at Zizi's tired little chubby face, leaned over and gave him a kiss: "Although Zizi is very tired, you have persisted. That's amazing. I'll make you something delicious tomorrow to make up for it."
When the little cub heard this, his eyes curved. With the company of an adult he liked, the little cub would be easily coaxed.
The days go by.
The fat kid invited by Wagner quickly became familiar with Marshal Tang En. He and Wagner had a small competition, and whoever won could be thrown high by the marshal.
Infected by the emotions of the two cubs, Marshal Tang En felt that his spirit seemed to be much more relaxed.
It's Friday.
Don was going to take Wagner to the Federation. The little fat boy had already made up his mind to go play with Wagner, but his father refused to agree.
Zhan Xi was too unfamiliar with the Federation, and he didn't dare to let the cub go out easily. Not only did Zhan Xi disagree, Ludwig also didn't want the little fat cub to go to the Federation.
But the little fat boy hugged Tang En's thigh with tears in his eyes, and refused to listen to anyone who tried to stop him. He said in a sad voice, "I'm going to go."
Wagner said that the Federal Amusement Park is the most fun amusement park!
(End of this chapter)