Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

Not feeling any pain for a long time, the kid opened his eyelids tremblingly, and saw a young man with a serious face, bright eyes, and every move revealed a sharp aura.

"Wow!"

The children in Tianshui Lane were stunned by the man's mid-air catch, and their eyes were filled with admiration.

It was not until they saw a fat little kid struggling in the man's arms that they remembered what had just happened. Concern for their friends took over and the children all ran over.

"Miao Miao, are you okay?"

Guihua asked with concern. She was the oldest among the group and often acted like an older sister.

Miaomiao shook her head: "Sister Guihua, Miaomiao is fine."

The young man put Miaomiao down. The little guy had not yet recovered from the feeling of weightlessness. He was dazed and looked up at him curiously.

"Thank you, uncle~" Miaomiao thanked the man politely.

The man lowered his eyes to look at the cub and said calmly, "It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning."

How could this be possible? If the uncle hadn’t caught Miaomiao, she would have definitely turned into a pancake.

The little guy felt that he couldn't just let it go, so he scratched his head, thought about it, and took out a handful of freshly picked mulberries from his pocket.

"Hey, this is for you."

Miaomiao looked at the man sincerely.

The man stared at the little guy's black hands in silence.

Miaomiao followed the man's line of sight and saw her hands soaked in mulberry juice. Her face turned red and she smiled a little embarrassedly.

"This isn't dirty, it's stained by the fruit juice, just take it home and wash it."

The kid made a not very confident defence.

Seeing that the young master insisted, Lin Ye had no choice but to accept it.

As he was speaking, an old voice was heard.

"forestry."

Miaomiao looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was the old man she met in the corner two days ago.

"Master." Lin Ye walked to the old emperor.

The little rascals looked at the two of them curiously.

"Who is this? Why have I never seen him before?" the children whispered.

"I know. This is the owner who recently moved into that big house. I saw them when they moved."

"Is it the wealthy owner of the house that Daddy mentioned?"

"Yes, I heard from mom that they can eat chicken legs every day."

"Wow~"

The children exclaimed in amazement when they heard that they could eat chicken legs every day.

For ordinary families, eating meat is not an ordinary thing, and eating it every day is unthinkable.

"Really? We have to wait for days to eat."

"It must be a lie."

"No, what my mother said must be true."

"Fake!"

"real!"

A group of little kids started arguing about whether the owner of the mansion could eat chicken legs every day.

Not far away, the old emperor glanced at the little guy surrounded in the middle and snorted at Lin Ye: "You are quite proactive."

Lin Ye remained silent.

I don’t know who just saw the young master climbing a tree and turning around in circles in a hurry, but he didn’t say anything.

"Let's go."

"Master, don't you plan to meet the young master?" Lin Ye's words successfully made the old emperor stop.

Lin Ye knew that His Majesty was too embarrassed to do so and was unwilling to take the initiative, so the only option was for the young master to take the initiative.

As a subordinate, one still needs to be a little tactful, think about what his superiors think, and solve their problems. Otherwise, a person of ordinary background, even if he has great martial arts skills, will not be able to be promoted so quickly.

Lin Ye was thinking about how to let the grandfather and grandson get in touch with each other, but he saw the little master among the children running towards him.

There is a play.

The little guy ran to the old emperor breathlessly and grabbed the corner of his clothes with his little hands.

"What?" The old emperor's mind moved, but his tone was quite cold.

"Grandpa, do you eat chicken legs every day?"

Miaomiao asked the questions in her friends' minds on behalf of them.

A group of little guys are arguing with each other and no one is willing to give in. It would be better to ask the parties involved directly.

The old emperor was stunned.

He didn't expect that Miaomiao would say these things when she spoke to him for the first time.

drumstick?

Who would eat this every day?

To ordinary people, meat is the rarest food, but to the powerful, especially the old emperor who has stood at the pinnacle of power, meat is just the most common food, and the imperial chefs in the palace cook more fancy dishes.

The more patterns it has, the more popular it will be.

"Of course not." said the old emperor arrogantly.

"Let me tell you, chicken legs are so delicious, how could anyone eat them every day?"

As soon as this was said, those friends who insisted that it was impossible for anyone to eat chicken legs every day immediately started to show off.

The other friends' eyes immediately changed when they looked at the old emperor.

There's a feeling of "Ah, so it's just like this."

Especially the children who had just firmly believed that the old emperor would be able to eat chicken legs every day, the disappointment in their eyes was unstoppable.

Old Emperor: ???

what's the situation?

It was the first time that he was looked at in this way by someone, and they were a group of children who hadn't even grown all their hair yet. The old emperor felt inexplicably a little suffocated.

"It turns out that rich people can't eat chicken legs every day. How boring." It was different from what she had imagined. Lotus pouted her lips, a little dissatisfied.

Miaomiao comforted Hehua: "It's normal, the adults just need to take care of us, but we can only eat chicken legs once in a while during festivals. It's normal that grandpa who lives in a big house has to take care of so many people and can't eat chicken legs every day."

Miaomiao heard from her friends that this grandfather brought a lot of slaves with him. Her little brain quickly turned and she found a logically consistent excuse for the old emperor.

When the children heard this, they thought it made sense and nodded in agreement.

"Miao Miao, you are so smart." Qiao Guangzong praised Miao Miao without any concealment.

The other children also followed suit to praise Miaomiao. For a moment, the little girl's face turned red from all the flattery from her friends, but her chest stood up honestly.

That’s right, Miaomiao also thinks she is super awesome.

The first time that the old emperor was considered to be unable to afford chicken legs: ???

"This is absolute nonsense!" The old emperor, who reacted immediately, was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"What do you mean by 'I'... I can't eat chicken legs every day. I just disdain it. Do you know that?!"

The old emperor, who was in charge of the court and held all the power, seemed to have been hit in the sore spot at this moment, and jumped up and down like an old naughty boy. In terms of the flexibility of his body, he did not look like an old man in his fifties at all.

Miaomiao understood the old man's anger very well. She stood on tiptoe and wanted to pat him, but found that she couldn't seem to reach him. She could only settle for the next best thing and patted his thigh soothingly: "It's okay, old man. We can't eat chicken legs. No one will laugh at you."

However, this consolation was worse than no consolation. The old emperor became even more angry and fumed.

"Eat, you must eat, come on, I'll treat you."

He must let these little brats know that he is not some old grandfather who can't afford a chicken leg.

Pulling the kid, the old emperor said to Lin Ye: "Hurry up and ask someone to make chicken legs."

"Are you really going to treat us to chicken legs?" Not expecting a pleasant surprise, the little kids stared at the old emperor with anticipation.

The old emperor snorted coldly: "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

However, the old emperor's words stumped the group of illiterate kids who had never been to school, especially Miaomiao. The little kid tilted his head, puzzled:

"What words need four horses to chase? Why would horses chase your words?"

Old Emperor: “…”

How did this brat Jun Yuan raise his child? The child is fine, but he knows nothing when asked, like a little fool.

The old emperor was very dissatisfied with his son's education and secretly made up his mind that when Miaomiao entered the palace in the future, he would hire the best master to teach the child.

But it’s too early to say these things now. The most urgent task should be to change the image of not being able to afford chicken legs in the minds of these kids.