Big Monster

"Then why didn't you become a roast cook, Uncle Owen."

"Simple, because the sound of the engine is so charming. But anyway, my cooking skills are very good."

The relationship between people is always established in mutual asking and giving.

Whether it is Owen or Naginitang, they are all good at this.

Conversations with wise people are always pleasant.

Naginitang was very surprised. He didn't expect that Owen, who seemed to be "vicious" and didn't want to be a good person, actually still had some ink in his stomach.

His conversation and knowledge, as well as his way of dealing with people, as well as the unique humor and optimism of black people, make people feel good.

Unlike Naginitang's astonishment, Owen's mood at the moment can even be described as frightened.

This is a six-year-old kid?

You tell me, this guy who told me about the current national conditions, the direction of economic development, the change of music style, and the future prosperity of the Internet is just a six-year-old boy?

For a normal six-year-old child, he only needs to be able to communicate normally and have a certain understanding of the world to be considered a qualified six-year-old child. After all, most children only think about TV and toys at this time.

If it wasn't for knowing that Nagini Tang was only a six-year-old child, if it wasn't for seeing the other party and talking with himself, and those unrealistic, even fanciful remarks.

Owen even thought he was talking to an adult.

But even with those fantasies added, Naginitang is even more mature mentally than his son who has entered the rebellious period at this moment.

Is this genius?

For the first time, Owen felt that the gap between ordinary people and geniuses was so huge!

However, everything in the world has two sides.

Naginitang is a genius, his mind is very mature, and he should not look at each other with the eyes of a six-year-old child. This means that Naginitang does not have to worry about himself, and it also means that Naginitang is very independent .

Through the conversation during the cooking, Owen could feel that Naginitang's condition was not very good, which meant that his way of treating ordinary children was almost useless in Naginitang.

Staring at Naginitang in front of him, Owen patted him on the shoulder.

His palm is very big, or Naginitang is still too small, so that the opponent's palm can not only wrap half of Naginitang's shoulders, but also left a small half of his palm: "Nagini, I know that leaving Sa Mrs. Mansha, it will make you feel very uncomfortable, but believe me, you don’t need to be nervous, you don’t need to be nervous at all, just treat this place as your home.”

Naginitang opened his mouth, he wanted to explain that he was not because of Mrs. Samantha, but after thinking about it, Naginitang finally sighed.

At the same time, from the street in the backyard, came a seven or eight-year-old, weird-looking little loli.

She has long brown-black hair, beautiful eyes, as clear as the water of Lake Baikal, her facial features are not open, but judging from her outline, she will definitely be a great beauty in the future.

Looking at each other, Naginitang looked at the little loli in front of him, but the other party ignored Naginitang, but turned his head arrogantly and looked at Owen who was not far away: "Dad, I'm back."

There was a little more smile on Owen's face, and he patted Nagini Tang on the shoulder: "Let me introduce you, this is your sister Mia, and this is your brother Nagini."

Little Lolita was taken aback, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Brother? Didn't you mean sister?"

But immediately, little Lolita shook her head and looked at Owen with a bit of coquettish taste: "Forget it, I don't care about it, Dad, there is a barbecue today, you are a bit partial, do you not love me anymore?"

Owen fiddled with the steak, with a smile on his face: "That depends on whether you are obedient or not."

But the little Lolita looked at Owen with disdain: "Tch, I'm not a child anymore."

Owen didn't care, he asked casually, "Where's your brother?"

Little Lolita shook her head, a hint of cunning flashed in her bright eyes: "I don't know, I guess I'll be back in a while?"

Owen was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little annoyed: "Come back soon? Don't think I don't know. He didn't go to school today. Nick has become more and more disobedient recently. I told him to come back early today."

Although I don't know the specifics, how smart is Nagini Don?

He is not a kid who is only six years old.

It is certain that Owen is in favor of adopting himself, and the overlord who will rule the underground racing scene in Los Angeles in the future, that is, Toledo, who is as strong as a bull, seems to be not very cold about him.

As for the little loli, that is, Mia who hasn't grown up yet, her attitude should be half and half.

A slight smile flickered across the corner of his mouth, and he said something interesting in his heart. Naginitang looked at his adoptive father Owen next to him: "Uncle Owen, it's okay."

Little Lolita was taken aback, and then excused her brother: "Dad, look, Nagini said it's all right."

Owen sighed, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "None of you can make me worry."

As time passed, Naginitang's affinity was really strong. Perhaps because of his good looks, he quickly became acquainted with Mia.

This made Owen a little depressed. He always felt that the relationship between Naginitang and Mia was better than his relationship with Nagini.

Is it because I am getting older and my appearance has declined?

It shouldn't be, two days ago in the neighborhood next door, Kaili also asked me to invite her to eat dessert (an American hint of agreeing to a relationship), but he refused by using his child as a reason.

Dinner was barbecue and a vegetable salad made by Mia herself. Although it was just stirring, it still made Mia feel very fulfilled.

As for Toledo?

Sorry, he didn't show up during dinner.

Naginitang ate a lot, and his appetite surprised Owen. The six-year-old Naginitang's appetite was almost three times that of eight-year-old Mia, and a little more than Owen.

If Naginitang hadn't looked normal and had no painful expression, Owen would have almost taken him to the hospital.

In fact, Naginitang didn't want to do this either, but he had no choice. He had just turned into a basilisk, and his body was consumed a lot. During development, the body needs a lot of food.

In this way, it was estimated that at seven or eight o'clock at night, Owen was watching cat and mouse with Naginitang and Mia in his arms, and then the door of the house was pushed open.

Toledo walked in, more than [-]% similar to the Dominique Toledo in Naginidan's memory. Westerners develop faster, although the face is slightly immature and the figure is not big enough, but Nagy Nitang confirmed that the other party was the famous street car king in Los Angeles more than ten years later.

However, compared to the wise and domineering big man in memory, the current Toledo is obviously too young.

He glanced around, and saw Naginitang sitting on the sofa at a glance, then frowned, and left without saying a word, leaving Owen with a helpless face, smiling dryly to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere of the scene.

Chapter 6 Strong Man

Time passed in a hurry, and more than two months passed in the blink of an eye.

Los Angeles is still hot, and the huge fireball in the sky is like a beast in heat, unscrupulously releasing its energy.

Angel Orphanage, two months later, the vines here are still lush and lush, but compared to two months ago, under the scorching sun, the leaves are showing signs of withering and turning yellow.

The Angel Orphanage has changed a lot. The melodious laughter that used to be like wind chimes has disappeared, replaced by iron locks, which lock the rooms that left countless memories.

But Mrs. Samantha did not leave. Although she is now a candle in the wind, she still illuminates the darkness. Maybe she doesn't want to see the children from the orphanage come back, disappointed to find that everything has changed.