i people must also bravely raise the villain cubs!

Fu Xiaotang was missing for three days. When the police found her, she was gray-haired, with a few minor scratches on her body, and her dress was torn.

At this time, she was at the police station, sitting face to face with the police uncle, with her hands on both sides of her thighs, and she was leisurely shaking her muddy short legs, not timid at all.

Three days ago, a sudden mudslide occurred in Jiuli Village, causing traffic roads to be buried and interrupted. Many vehicles and people were trapped by the disaster. Although the rescue team arrived in time, a few people were still missing in this incident, including Fu Xiaotang. Inside.

Fu Xiaotang is the youngest person on the list of missing persons and has never been found by the police.

Until today, the police finally found her on the mountain.

Policeman: "Kid, my uncle has just notified your family, and they will come to take you home soon."

When Fu Xiaotang heard this, his face immediately became more expectant: "Okay, thank you, uncle policeman."

Fu Xiaotang waited and waited, bored to the point where she began to dig into the mud under her fingernails. After all, she used to cherish her beautiful paws very much, and they were never as dirty as they are now.

She was originally a fox sealed in the valley, sleeping peacefully for thousands of years. Suddenly one night, a bolt of lightning struck into the valley, unsealing the cave entrance for her.

That night, Fu Xiaotang saw the light of day again.

The woman looked at Fu Ziyao and said, "How is his mother doing now?"

After a while, a graceful young woman with delicate features and short height suddenly walked back from the door.

"Thank you." Fu Ziyao got the clothes and immediately sent them to the big guy outside the bathroom.

Fu Ziyao didn't answer, because I also knew what to do.

Fu Datang took a deep breath. The smell was really delicious.

Fu Ziyao: "Are you full?"

But seeing Fu Datang starved like this, with no energy at all, he looked like a beggar on the street, he was so pitiful.

That "brother" immediately made the manager happy: "I never thought you could still be a brother at your age."

"bad."

Fu Datang came over and greeted us politely: "Brother is bad."

You nodded obediently: "Bad."

I didn't have any clothes that Datang could wear, so I even brought out a makeshift one.

Fu Datang finished the first sip of soup and licked his lips with satisfaction.

"..." Before Fu Datang was caught eavesdropping, you also hid and walked out calmly.

Where are the beautiful big claws?

You have such a soft and sweet voice, and you said "brother" casually, even though it sounds very cheap, it still moved me inexplicably.

Fu Ziyao glanced at the promising guy and knew what you had gone through in those days. The way you looked at the instant noodles was like a wolf seeing a big fat sheep, ready to retreat at any time.

Fu Datang comforted himself: As long as he sees his mother, he will be broken.

Fu Datang raised his head and glanced at me, then pointed to the skirt under his body and said, "Brother, you want to wash that too."

Fu Datang thought I hadn't heard, so he asked eagerly: "Can't you eat it?"

Just when Fu Datang knew how to resolve the embarrassment, he suddenly heard Fu Ziyao's voice.

"Oh." Fu Datang paused and then said, "When can't you see mom?"

Yes, it was obvious that Fu Datang was really hungry.

You and Fu Ziyao met each other's eyes, with a slight smile on your face. These grape-like eyes were so pure and sincere.

I think it’s important to identify yourself first. Anyway, the person who took good care of you and depended on you all those years was your mother, and now the only person who can prove your identity is probably your mother.

In addition to the memory Fu Datang received, you had seen the woman behind you on TV. At this time, your mother occasionally mentioned it in front of you, as if she was...brother?

Out of desperation, Wan Laudai had no choice but to call her agent for help and asked me to help bring some clothes that big boys could wear. During the agent's cross-examination, I could only tell the truth.

I said seriously: "No."

Wan Lauder: "Avoid washing the wound."

That was the first meal you ate before you became a human being, and every drop of soup was leftover.

Seeing if there was any problem with your operation, Fu Ziyao planned to continue to keep an eye on it. But after I left, Wan Laudai gave you another basin of clean water.

A few minutes later, Fu Ziyao opened the lid, and the aroma filled his nostrils.

Fu Ziyao took two steps back, picked up the pen under the table, and signed his name under the paper.

Is that really my sister?

Fu Ziyao: "Very hungry?"

After Fu Ziyao poured out the cold water, covered the noodles, and brought them under the dining table, Fu Datang climbed off the chair and rubbed his big hands together expectantly.

Comparing that, I always feel something is strange and quite right.

Even though I knew the kitchen was cleaner than my face, I still held on to a glimmer of hope and walked over to look through it.

You didn't care about your image, but you ate it all.

You think to yourself: Auntie, you are 8,000 years old. In their eyes, are you still their younger sister?

"Those are the clothes he wanted." Agent: "You were just at home, and you thought his sister must be about the same age as your Linlin, so you grabbed a few sets, all new."

Fu Ziyao rummaged through the kitchen cabinets and found the few remaining buckets of instant noodles outside his home.

Fu Ziyao glanced at your dirty and shabby skirt, his eyes darkened a bit, I was silent for a while and said, "Let's put it on now."

I handed the fork to Fu Datang, hesitated for a second, and finally reminded me: "It's hot."

Police: "I've confirmed that you are not the Fu Datang they are looking for."

Policeman: "Mr. Fu, if there is no problem, please sign the signature and take me back."

It happened very slowly, and my words made Fu Datang’s fangirl filter shatter on the floor.

"He waits, you go and take a look."

Fu Datang: "..."

Fu Ziyao went out to change his broken shoes, glanced at the pitiful "big clay figurine", and said with a change of expression: "That's your home, he lived there first."

"He..." Fu Ziyao frowned, feeling at a loss.

Since the table is lower than you, in order to vaguely see the bucket of instant noodles, Fu Datang climbed down the edge of the table with both hands and stood on tiptoe.

"..."

A picture slowly flashed through Fu Datang's mind, and he was sure that I was wrong.

Fu Datang looked at the bucket of mushroom stewed chicken noodles and licked the corner of his mouth: "Brother, can't you eat it?"

Fu Ziyao opened his mouth, but when he was about to speak, he was interrupted unexpectedly.

Fu Ziyao sat across from you and watched you finish the whole process. He even thought that it was just a bucket of instant noodles that made Fu Datang feel like he was eating delicacies from all over the world.

My brother will think that you are very good at eating and a big foodie, right?

Wan Laudai was silent for a while before saying: "It's too bad."

Hearing this, Fu Ziyao lowered his eyes and glanced at you.

After leaving the police station, Fu Ziyao temporarily took you to your apartment.

I just tore open the packaging of the ingredients and added cold water.

I just looked at Fu Datang and found that except for the clothes underneath you, which were a little dirty, your hands and feet didn't have any serious scratches, but they looked like they were getting scabbed.

The manager smiled softly and said to Wan Landai: "His sister is quite cute and she is not interested in debuting. Maybe you can help her."

There was no expression on my face, my eyes seemed to be looking at a mentally retarded person.

My sister has been strong and has few illnesses since she was a child. My mother took you there all year round to seek medical advice. I never saw you again after that, which made Fu Ziyao's impression of her very vague.

The moment he saw me tearing open the instant noodle box, Fu Datang couldn't help but walked over.

You are the mother who you rely on and trust the most. If you hear that your mother has been seriously injured, you will automatically want to care about her.

Auntie, you are a big fox who only knows how to repay kindness.

Hearing this, Fu Ziyao turned around and took a look,

Today is our first official meeting.

"elder brother?"

Fu Ziyao was talking at that time, as if he was thinking about something.

"Oh." Realizing that I was going to sign, Fu Datang quickly let go.

You hadn't stopped eating in those days, and you were so hungry that your chest pressed against your back. When you were at the police station just now, you drank several glasses of water, thinking that it wouldn't satisfy your hunger. In the end, you drank even though you were full.

Fu Xiaotang lowered his eyes and was stunned for a moment when he found that his furry claws had turned into big, smooth and white hands.

Fu Ziyao stood up and led you to the bathroom. He prepared a basin of warm water and a large bench for you, and then found a clean towel for you.

I have no experience in taking care of children, not to mention that the person behind me is still a boy.

Outside Fu Datang's world, those with long, ugly legs are called giraffes.

"I know." Fu Datang sat under the bench and took the towel I gave him.

Suddenly, at that moment, the manager raised his head and accidentally saw Fu Datang, who was eavesdropping.

"Yeah, I'm full." After saying that, you still managed to hold back a burp.

You will be abandoned.

Fu Datang got the clothes and changed them eagerly. Then he came out of the bathroom happily. Just as he was about to run to his brother, he found that a familiar person was missing next to him.

Very slowly, Fu Ziyao's manager rushed over.

You immediately stopped thinking about rushing out, subconsciously took two steps forward, and then hid at the door of the bathroom. A pair of big immature hands pulled at the door frame, tilted your head to reveal half of your head, and your eyes quietly fell on us.

Suddenly, Fu Datang stood up from the chair smoothly, walked behind me, stretched out his hand, and pulled Fu Ziyao's corner hard.

Wow wow wow, it’s really delicious.

The woman walked back, stopped in front of Fu Datang, and looked at you with lowered eyes, a trace of doubt in her eyes.

It’s over.

My mother's current situation is still too stable. I'm worried that Fu Datang will be even more sad when he sees it.

As for the affectionate brother... wait until you find your mother and lose your place to stay, then quickly conquer it.

Fu Datang stared at me with a change of expression for a while, but he really didn't look at me to cheer me up.

Fu Ziyao stood aside for a while, watching you wet the towel, then picked up the towel with his hand, twisted it in a circle with difficulty, and wiped his face.

indeed.

Before figuring out the whole story, Fu Datang decided to go up the mountain to find his family.

I turned my head to look at the policeman next to me, frowned, and said in a warm voice with a hint of doubt, "Is he sure that's Fu Datang?"

"What about his sister? Does he plan to keep you at his place?"

Wan Landai was startled when she heard this.

That's where to go.

Fu Datang's consciousness jumped up and he was spinning on the spot. He turned to look in front of him and found that your fox tail was also visible.

Fu Datang looked at me blankly, with no surprise in his eyes.

Suddenly, Fu Datang's stomach rumbled.

I saw that Fu Datang was still wearing a dirty skirt and his hair was messy. He was busy looking for food for you just now and ignored that.

I have the means to repay it, and I have the heart to agree.

The rain pattered on her face, and she was forced to open her eyes, turned over flexibly, and was about to get up and find a place to hide from the rain.

After all, my mother was seriously injured and is still in a coma or awake in the hospital. Moreover, this mudslide incident was very serious. The damage was weak and the coverage area was small. No one has lost their life.

The situation outside my home was pretty good. My manager knew the truth, and Wan Lauder never mentioned it.

"Yeah." You nodded frequently.

You have a pair of beautiful eyes. Before you wash away the mud stained on your face, your face is pink and your skin is white and tender. You put on a white fluffy skirt, and you look less like a princess.

Before he knew it, he noticed a hint of disgust in his brother's eyes, and Fu Datang wished he had to find a way to retreat.

"..." Fu Ziyao usually cooks at home, and when he's hungry, he orders food from the restaurant.

Seeing that I didn't answer for a while, Fu Datang said again, his grievance stronger than before: "You miss your mother."

Seeing this, Fu Datang easily pinched the hem of his skirt with his big hands.

After a moment, I said hastily: "Fu Datang?"

Fu Ziyao narrowed his eyes and said, "In two days."

Fu Datang raised his head, looked at me pitifully, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, you are so hungry."

"He hasn't thought about this. Maybe it's his problem."

Since that guy is your biological brother, he must know the whereabouts of your mother.

Suddenly, you receive a memory that is entirely your own, and then digest that small amount of information.

"Wash your face yourself and wipe it wherever it's dirty."

To be precise, I only remember the moment when my sister was born. Who would have thought that the girl would grow so young.

Fu Ziyao's tone was a little softer and he didn't even look at Fu Datang with a distant look, as if he was looking at a familiar person.

But you have become a seven-year-old child, and your body is not as flexible as you thought. The reason why you fell down a few times on the way up the mountain was because of your slow reaction and caused some minor problems.

Fu Ziyao turned his head and looked at his manager, and said in a disgusting tone: "He can't even take you with him, and he wants to take a big kid with him?"

Fu Datang put on a pitiful and innocent expression, looked up at me, and said without any grievance: "Brother, you miss your mother."

I raised my head and glanced at the pitiful Fu Datang, with a hint of helplessness between my brows: "Take your hand away, go and sign."

Very slowly, Fu Datang ate the noodles slowly. When your mouth was often hot, you would pout and blow on it, and then stuff it out of your mouth when it cooled down.