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After venting his anger, Zhang Qiyuan stopped crying and calmly washed his face and changed into clean clothes.

"Father, when will Mom come back? There's no sign of the little skirt she promised to make for me."

Zhang Haiqing felt the volcano in his heart that had just been extinguished surge again: "You are a boy!"

Zhang Qiyuan nodded: "I know."

Zhang Haiqing stared at the kid in front of him: "Boys can't wear skirts."

Zhang Qiyuan curled his lips: "Old-fashioned." When he grows up, he will go out and buy it himself. When he reaches a certain age, the little Zhangs will be driven out of the house and let loose. So, don't worry, there will be a beautiful little skirt.

Zhang Haiqing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhang Qiyuan was not chasing him closely.

Lunch was still three dishes and one soup, from the Zhang family's kitchen.

Oh, when talking about the kitchen in the Zhang family's land, we have to mention the ability that Zhang Qiyuan obtained by signing in here, [Superb Cooking Skills], and he was also given a set of kitchen utensils.

But Zhang Qiyuan never used it.

While eating, Zhang Qiyuan finished the egg custard and wiped his mouth: "Can I play with that fake Holy Infant?"

Zhang Haiqing almost choked to death before he could swallow a mouthful of food.

He was not killed by the mechanisms or monsters in the tomb, but was almost choked to death by his own child.

After drinking a glass of water, Zhang Haiqing looked at Zhang Qiyuan and said slowly, "Why did you mention that child?"

He had seen the fake Holy Baby brought back from Nepal. The blood concentration was not low and the child was a very quiet one.

Well, compared to the one at home, it is very quiet and can be described as well-behaved and sensible.

"I heard them say something like a fake Holy Infant, a substitute, and all that kind of shit." Zhang Qiyuan showed his curiosity without disguising himself. "Since no one wants it, give it to me. They don't care about fake ones, but I do."

Zhang Haiqing saw through Zhang Qiyuan's little thoughts at a glance. He didn't care about anything. He just wanted to find a toy that suited his taste.

That's how he found out about that unfortunate fake Holy Child!

"No, the clan has its own arrangements!" He will definitely be sent to an orphanage. Of course, he doesn't have to be sent to an orphanage if someone adopts him, but the Zhang family generally won't raise other cubs.

Zhang Haiqing refused without hesitation.

It's troublesome enough to raise a kid like this. He is extremely picky about everything from eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping.

If another fake Holy Child comes along, everyone will be in chaos.

Besides, Xiaohui is not at home, so he can't make a decision.

However, in order to appease his naughty child, Zhang Haiqing worked diligently to make the Mechanical Pony 2.0 version, the Mechanical Lamb, hoping to make the kid give up the idea of ​​adopting a fake Holy Infant.

But Zhang Haiqing didn't expect that just a few days after this incident, before his mechanical lamb was finished, Zhang Qiyuan took him home.

When Zhang Qiyuan went to the orphanage, it was the time when they were distributing their meals. The food looked ugly, without any smell of meat at all. The little brats were like wolves, grabbing the food fiercely.

Master Zhang, who was distributing food, saw Zhang Qiyuan coming and was very impressed by this kid who had awakened the Thunder Qilin. His master, who taught him there, often complained to him that this Qilin kid was difficult to deal with and had an evil nature!

"Xiao Yuan?" Master Zhang came over, "Why are you here?"

Zhang Qiyuan smiled and said, "Let me take a look."

As he spoke, Zhang Qiyuan walked in slowly. The conditions in the orphanage were very simple. The kitchen only had vegetables and brown rice noodles, and there were few seasonings. As for the sleeping area, it was a large bunk bed for dozens of people.

Master Zhang saw Zhang Qiyuan wandering around and kept a watchful eye on him, but he did not try to stop him because he was also afraid of being struck by lightning.

Zhang Qiyuan came to look for someone. Zhang Qilin, whom Ms. Wen felt sorry for, is still a punching bag. He is looking for the most miserable and best-looking one. After all, the protagonists are all beautiful, strong and miserable.

As expected, one of the little guys had his food taken away, but he seemed to be used to it and didn't resist.