Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 84
One person and one ghost hugged each other and wept bitterly.

As long as Mengmeng guesses the misery of the child during his lifetime, he can't stop crying.

The little ghost boy couldn't help crying when he heard the sound.

The two timid and crying people and the ghost hugged each other and couldn't stop at all.

"Go, Dad will take you home." Mengmeng wiped away tears while leading the child back.

On the road, I saw a wild dog with a meaty bone in its mouth. I thought that a child would not be able to eat meaty bones, and his life was worse than that of a dog.The tears couldn't stop anymore.

The handkerchief in my hand was wet with tears, and there was no place to dry it.

Pedestrians on the road looked sideways at the tall man who was crying and gave way.

Room 404.

The door was knocked again.

Pulling out a smiling face violently, he delivered a basket of fruit and a can of milk powder.

Even after washing your face.

Because of crying for too long, the muscles on the face are still sore.

"Well, I think, I want to raise him. Come here and ask for some experience." Mengmeng said with a shy face.

He is still afraid of ghosts.

Realizing the identities of the child and the big ghost brother as "ghosts", I still couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

But intellectually, he knew that Brother Gui would not kill him casually.

Children will not.

Apart from that instinctive fear, he didn't really resist or fear the two ghosts.

Especially the child's eyes, as soon as he touches them, he forgets his identity and just wants to give him happiness.

Axi was not surprised, and poured tea for him.

Fuchen ran over, saw the little ghost boy, and happily dragged him to the living room to play.

One ghost and one person sat at the dining table, staring at a group of children.

Whether it is a person or a ghost, a child is still a child.

Some ghosts can't speak, and they still speak the baby language of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".Fuchen spoke.The two languages ​​are mixed together without hindrance.

A Xi stared at the children, pointing at the dirty kid, "He is the weakest among these little ghosts."

"I can't speak ghosts, I can't fight, I can't blend in with ghosts, and I can't find a Taoist who is willing to accept him."

"He came here by himself."

Came with the black kid.Because of his weakness, the Yao Taoist priest never made any intention of accepting him.

Every time I come here, count him as the dirtiest.With snacks, Ah Xi wished he could throw them far away.

But Xiao Fuchen was not happy, and would "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" fight him, staring at him, not allowing him to move.

Ash didn't want the dirty brat to come at all.Dirty aside, I still don't want to leave.

Always staring at him and Fuchen quietly, revealing eyes that made him uncomfortable.

A Xi glanced straight at the fierceness of the dirty brat, intending to let him raise a baby and take the dirty brat away.

"He's very smart. Of these brats, he's the best at imitating."

Wrong, the ability to imitate people is okay.

He doesn't know anything about ghost skills and is as stupid as a pig.

"The first to learn to speak." Only he has the will.

Playing with Fuchen, other little ghosts can speak human language and still use their "baby language".

Only this little ghost followed Fuchen, imitating her.

Super unpleasant.

I want to throw it out of the house!
"You and him have a fate. If you don't have a fate, you won't get together."

Take it away.I don't want to see him at all.

Axi restrained his indifferent eyes and looked at Fuchen.

Ghost indifference.

Perhaps before his death, he also had the ability to empathize.But now, he can't feel the needs of others.

The only "emotion" is in a child in Fuchen.

What does it matter to him whether others live or die?

She lowered her head violently, rubbed her eyes, and asked with a choked voice, "Before he was alive...he, he..."

He couldn't say that sentence, that word.

"You want to ask how he died?" Ah Xi said straightforwardly.

With fierce red eyes, he nodded.

"Have you been to that dump?" Ash asked.

Mengmeng nodded again, choked up, and the snot and tears couldn't stop it.

The little ghost kid who was playing in front noticed, turned around, saw Mengmeng crying, ran over, and hugged him.

Meng Meng's heart softened into a ball, holding back the snot, suppressing crying, tears all over his face, but still smiling back, "Hey, go play. I'm fine."

Talking about death is too cruel for children.

The child does not move.

Pushing gently with his hand fiercely, let him go away.

The kid turned his head back with concern in his eyes.Unable to resist the fierce request, he still went to play.

Axi watched indifferently, waited until the little dirty brat left, and continued, "He was abandoned there late at night."

"Just put it in the kennel for wild dogs."

"Nobody found him."

"The wild dog dug out the body and found out that there was a dead child."

Axi's words were as simple and rude as an ax beheading his head.

For a moment, Mengmeng could think of that night, the children in the haunted house were crying "Wow", but no one passed by.

The child cried hoarsely.

Early in the morning, the trash-throwers did not notice the children in the kennels.

The trash sweepers didn't notice the kids in the kennels either.

People who come and go during the day will not even take a look deep into the garbage dump to see the dying child hidden in the dog house.

He was starved to death.

It stinks.

The wild dogs from before came to occupy the kennel and dragged the dead child out of the kennel.People just discovered him.

At that time, he had already become a little devil.

But he was still sitting in the kennel, waiting for someone to find him and take him away.

He propped his head fiercely, lowered his head, and tried his best to contain the storm-like mourning and whining.

Tears flowed like a waterfall.

Eyelids can't be opened anymore.

With a droopy mouth, "Wow," he said indistinctly, "How to raise him? Raise him?"

Fortunately, Axi understood and explained, "You give him the entire shrine. I'll help you write his birth date, and you put it in the shrine and offer him up. In this way, one day, he can be reincarnated and become a real child."

Hearing the last sentence suddenly, his spirit was shocked.He raised his head, his eyes were firm, "Can he really be reincarnated?"

Axi looked at the dirty brat, "He has no grievances, only obsession. He wants to have a family. You are all obsessed with him. After half a year and a year, you can send him away and wait for reincarnation."

Take it away.I'm not a kennel.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and secretly made up his mind: I must let him be a human again, a real child.

"Dong dong dong."

The door rang again.

Ah Xi opened the door and saw the male owner of 604 upstairs.

He took out a plate of fruit with a smile, and said with a smile, "I'm here to deliver some fruit." He deliberately leaned in, and when he saw Mengmeng crying, he went into the room by himself, "Oh, big brother, what's going on?"

Axi: Just a spectator.

Wiping away her tears fiercely, she said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll raise a child."

604 The homeowner looked at the floating dust who was playing. There was nothing around her, but she kept talking.

He knew that there must be some ghost children beside him.

The man was not surprised at all, and said with a smile, "Then congratulations on your precious son."

Meng Meng was puzzled, "You..."

The man pointed at Axi with a smile, "He brought the dust, and I followed him a lot. Humans and ghosts have different identities, but the same is a parent-child relationship."

Axi's face was cold, without saying a word: The man had paid for the milk powder of Fuchen for three years.Calling him uncle is not an exaggeration.

Knowing that the uncle has not left, he will also sit on the stairs and talk to the uncle.

These two ghosts have not been seen uncommonly in these years.

The man sighed, "Actually, a ghost with a human touch is no different from a human being." Yoyo talked about her feelings, "Sometimes, even though I'm afraid, I know in my heart that nothing will happen to me."

This sentence dispelled Mengmeng's last worry.

He is not afraid: he is afraid of children.

It's about worrying about abandoning the child because of fear.

Children are so cute, they cannot be hurt twice by themselves.

Laughing ferociously, he bowed to thank the man, "Thank you, brother, for teaching." Then he licked his face and asked Axi, "Can you show me Fuchen's room? I'm inexperienced, so I don't know what to prepare."

"No." Ash refused directly.

However, Fu Chen directly brought the little ghost into his house and visited casually.

Mengmeng smiled at Axi, shamelessly followed in.

Ash: ...

Mengmeng shot every corner of the room.He also photographed and recorded every detail in the living room, especially toys and books, not missing a single one.

You can tell from that look that he intends to copy and paste.

Ash: I'm so sorry.I really want to throw it out...

(End of this chapter)