Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

"Uncle." The child's voice was young and clear, without impurities, as if he was confused, but also contained expectations: "Do you want me to call you daddy?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder on the ground, making Wu Xie's scalp numb, and he quickly denied: "No, no! Of course I didn't think about it!"

Wu Xie's throat suddenly felt like phlegm was stuck, and he asked anxiously: "Why do you ask that?"

"You always present yourself as my father to the outside world, and you seem to want to recognize me as your adopted son? On the train before, I could see that you really want me to call you daddy. Are you so kind to me because you want to adopt me? "

Wu Xie shook his head decisively: "Of course not!"

Can he say that he just wants to satisfy the little fetish deep in his heart? He took advantage of the little brother, so he could brag about the fat man for the rest of his life.

I couldn't bear to lie, and finally said rather shyly: "I just want to satisfy my little hobby. It has nothing to do with adopting you. Who is your father? I am not qualified to deprive him of the right to be your father."

He doesn’t want incest QAQ

"Daddy." The child suddenly spoke and shouted crisply.

Wu Xie was caught off guard and said "Oh". The surprise of suddenly realizing his dream made him jump on the spot twice before he could stop himself.

Anyway, the little brother will forget it sooner or later, he can brag about this for the rest of his life!

He took the child into his arms and ruthlessly ruffled his hair, "Why is our little brother so good?"

"What a good baby~"

The child was held by Wu Xie, with his head resting on his shoulder. The corners of his lips were slightly raised by Wu Xie's praise, but his eyes were disappointed.

Wu Xie was like a pie falling from the sky. He was kind to him, doted on him and loved him. While the child was happy, he was also in pain.

He was really afraid, afraid that others would take a bite of his pie, and even more afraid that God would take away this honor from him if he was unhappy one day, so he was eager to find the reason why Wu Xie was good to him. Make more connections with Wu Xie.

"It would be nice if you were really my relative..." the child murmured to himself.

blood relatives,

It’s reassuring to think about.

"Huh?" Wu Xie didn't hear clearly. "Brother, what did you say?"

"Nothing, let's go write."

"Okay." Wu Xie laughed and said, "I will write a few more words this time and let you copy them."

"it is good."

In fact, he could learn the words Wu Xie taught him once. He just liked the way Wu Xie was surrounding him, which would give him an illusion.

You are really important...

The ghostly characters on the diary were his own calligraphy, just not wanting Wu Xie to understand what he wrote.

after all,

Besides the boring stuff, there are also secrets.

A secret that Wu Xie cannot know.

This time he didn't lie, he just read part of it selectively.

The obsidian pupils shone cunningly in the sunlight.

Cute and childish.

His little thoughts were soon discovered by Wu Xie.

"Brother! Why do you write these ghost symbols every day?" Wu Xie put his hands on his hips and shouted angrily at the child who was feeding the chickens: "Did you write something you didn't want me to know, so you wrote it on purpose? You look like this? Since when did you have any secrets from me?"

"Say!"

"Did you scold me secretly?"

Wu Xie's brain is really weird sometimes. It's too late for a child to like him, so why would he scold him?

Hearing this, the child's eyes narrowed with a smile, and a shallow pear dimple appeared on his cheeks that had gained some baby fat recently due to Wu Xie's care. He nodded and admitted, "Yes, I scolded you."

"Okay!" Wu Xie rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the child with a step that he didn't recognize, with an evil smile on his face, "Let me beat your butt to pieces!"

"Goooooooooo!"

The chickens were so frightened by his charging attitude that they tried to flap their bare wings and bounced around like small round cannonballs.

Wu Xie breathed "ha" at his finger, and his sinful little hand stretched out to the child's waist.

The child whose skin was scratched twisted into a ball and stepped back, the grains in his hands scattering on the ground.

The chickens that were originally scattered immediately gathered together.

"Goooooooooooo~"

The child's face turned red from laughing, and he swayed from side to side, twisting and trying to run away, "Stop scratching, you've stepped on the chick... Hahaha..."

"It's so itchy..."

"Hey hey hey hey." Wu Xie was killing each other indiscriminately. The two of them escaped and chased each other, running around the yard.

In the end, the two paralyzed people lay on the stone table and gasped for air. Wu Ju took care of the child's temples, which were slightly sticky with sweat, and smiled slightly, "Forget it, I won't read it anymore. How can any parent read their child's diary every day? Yes, it’s too outrageous. I have to leave you some private space. But you have to write it carefully, and you can’t do it perfunctorily, you know? Writing a diary is very important to you. "

A person who suffers from amnesia has no diary written by himself, which makes him believe that he really existed.

"it is good."

……

"Brother, are you okay? We are going to be late for school." Wu Xie sat on the threshold in front of the courtyard, biting the bun in his hand, and shouted loudly into the back room.

"Okay." The child ran out with a blue canvas bag slung across his body, with a delicate little flower embroidered on it.

This was sewn by Mrs. Wu herself. Most of her children followed Mr. Wu. They were tall and thick, but not as delicate as the little brother, so he couldn't help but embroider a flower.

It was the idea of ​​Shen Zhi and his wife to send their children to school, and it was not impossible for Wu Xie to teach them. However, a child could not only grow up with only relatives, but also needed friends. Children who did not communicate with outsiders were prone to being withdrawn and introverted.

Wu Xie thought so too.

However, if the child goes to school, he will not be able to see the child for a whole day, and he will not be able to let go of it just thinking about it.

But in order for the child to make friends like a normal person, he endured it!

Wu Xie hugged his little brother and walked slowly on the way to school. He said uneasily: "Brother, if someone bullies you, remember to fight back. Don't let others bully you, you know? If something happens, I will support you."

"Remember to eat well. By the way, have you brought the lunch I packed for you?" Wu Xie fumbled around in the small bag carried by the child. After seeing that he had brought it, he said with confidence: "Don't eat cold food. Heat it up before you can eat it.”

The child took a bite of the buns that Wu Xie bought at the market early in the morning and nodded heavily: "Okay."

There was a gap in the chubby bun, but no meat was bitten.

Wu Xie opened his mouth wide and bit off half of the steamed bun with a groan, leaking out the stuffing inside. "Eat quickly, you'll be late later."

Child:"……"