The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

Six-year-old Jun Qi is sitting at his desk completing his homework. His face has the baby fat that has not yet faded, but his nose is high and his eyebrows are deep, which makes people secretly marvel.

He put down the last stroke, and the handwriting on the exercise book was neat, clear and powerful, not like what a six-year-old child could write.

Jun Qi put the textbooks and stationery into his school bag by category, stood up and smoothed the corners of his clothes that were wrinkled due to sitting for a long time. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked into the distance, and relaxed his eyes.

His eyes were indifferent, as if nothing could attract his attention. His back was straight, his aura of dignity and coldness was natural, and he looked a bit more mature than an adult.

Today is Friday, Jun's father is at work at the company, and Jun's mother has invited friends to go shopping, but they haven't come home yet.

Just as Jun Qi was about to turn around and go to the bookshelf to pick up the book he hadn't finished reading last time, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of something falling from the almost aging sycamore tree in the garden.

He didn't pay attention to it at first, and still sat on the recliner by the window and read the book. But after turning a few pages, he found that he couldn't calm down. He didn't want to force himself, so he simply put down the book and opened the door and walked out. .

Downstairs, the old housekeeper of the Jun family was in the kitchen staring at tonight's dinner. He saw Jun Qi coming downstairs and walked over quickly.

"Master, what's wrong? Are you hungry? I'll get you some snacks."

"No need to bother Uncle Wu, I'm going to take a walk in the garden."

"Eh, good."

His young master has always had ideas since he was a child. Apart from being a bit cold-tempered, he is otherwise very good. Seeing that Jun Qi does not need his help, Butler Wu continues to go to the kitchen and keep an eye on him.

Originally he said he came for a walk, but Jun Qi walked to the sycamore tree with great purpose. He looked around and found nothing else.

Maybe he saw it wrong. Jun Qi was just about to leave, but a gust of wind blew up and disturbed the haystack not far from him, revealing its round white top.

It seems to be this one that fell from the tree.

Jun Qi found a relatively thick wooden stick from the side, walked forward and peeled away the leaves around the white object, revealing its body.

It turned out to be an egg with black and red patterns on it. It looked really strange. I didn’t know what it would be when it hatched.

He now had two choices, one, to bury the leaf back to it as if he hadn't seen anything, or two, to take it away.

Ten minutes later, Jun Qi appeared at the door of the living room holding an egg about the same size as his head, staring at his mother who had just returned from shopping.

The mother-in-law's name is Mu Wanqin, and she comes from a red background. The men in her family have been in the military for generations, from the founding fathers to active soldiers. As the youngest daughter in the family, she has also developed a bold temperament.

"Ersha, which laboratory did you go to to steal it? If you want to eat eggs, you can ask the kitchen to cook them for you."

Jun's mother quickly changed her high heels into cotton slippers, walked quickly to her son, and looked at the unusual egg.

"I didn't steal it, I picked it up in the garden."

Jun Qi's voice had the unique tenderness of a child, but he could still hear a little restlessness. He didn't seem to want to stay downstairs for a long time.

"The young master did go for a walk in the garden just now."

Butler Wu heard the noise outside and came out of the kitchen. He was also attracted by the eggs in Jun Qi's arms at first sight, and then explained to him.

"Are there any creatures in our garden that can lay such eggs?"

Jun Qi was helpless because of Jun's mother's thinking, but the next second, his mother's words made him even more speechless.

"You brought it back, are you planning to be its mother? What if it doesn't hatch in this winter?"

"I'm going back to my room first."

Jun Qi didn't want to answer the fucking question. In fact, he didn't know what to do. He picked up the egg because there was a voice in his head telling him not to leave it outside, and then he brought it back according to his heart. .

He looked at his room. It was quite big, but there seemed to be no place for the egg.

In the end, he chose to pile the quilts into a ball, put the egg in the middle, found a softer quilt to cover himself with, and turned on the air conditioner in the room.

Looking at the tightly wrapped egg, Jun Qi suddenly felt that his behavior was a bit silly, but he suddenly found that the egg seemed to flicker.

He was sure that he was not dazzled. The egg really lit up. Could it be a robot egg? If so, he felt that his behavior just now was even stupider.

Before he could reach a conclusion, Jun Qi was called downstairs for dinner.