The son is also bringing the creditor to the door today

"No. [-], why don't you train with the team?" The irises on the shoulders of the opposite person were about to shine white.

"I'm tired." Chi Mo hammered his legs indifferently.

"The city lord is looking forward to your training performance, and will ask you every day." Iris frowned: "Please don't let down the trust of the city lord."

Chi Mo smiled slightly, and responded politely: "Sorry, I specialize in academics, so I can't fight."

"Your attack index is..." Iris was furious.

"10.8, I understand." Chi Mo said leisurely: "The so-called attack index is just a number, and it cannot prove that I am a fighting talent."

"You, you..." Iris almost couldn't catch her breath, and finally waved her hand resentfully to take care of other trainers.

Chi Mo sat on the edge of the field, lazily looking at the sweaty black faction crowd.

After the policy change, the first batch of beneficiary black factions need to go through half a year of professional training, during which board and lodging are sponsored by the base. During the training and the following three years, the sponsored black factions have to pay 10% more taxes. Return to base.

Generally speaking, both sides have profit.

Ruan Zhixin seldom let Chi Mo see every day, capped twice a week, the little guy wanted Chi Mo to be tight so that the father and son could meet each other.

Ruan Zhixin has always asked Chi Mo to make some achievements, and Chi Mo was also training hard at the beginning. Ruan Zhixin heard that Chi Mo performed well, and said that he would reward Chi Mo.

Chi Mo thought it was seeing Tian Tian, ​​but he didn't expect it to be a kiss from this man.

It was quite terrifying, and made Chi Mo completely lose the motivation to continue training.

If it continues to be good, I'm afraid it will be taken advantage of.

Chi Mo sat on the sidelines, closed his eyes and went into the space to organize the crops. It has been rainy outside for the past two days, and the air is humid. Fortunately, the items in the space were not affected.Someone moved Chi Mo outside, and Chi Mo opened his eyes and got up clearly.

"Let's go." After the training, Taoist Yu squinted his eyes and chuckled: "You are living comfortably."

"I'm so envious, buddy." Lao Yang was covered in sweat, "The instructor is so angry with you, but he can't move a finger of you, with a straight face, and he has nowhere to vent his anger. I laughed so hard."

"After all, he is the little city owner's father." Sao Mao said sourly: "The treatment is different."

"Let's go eat." Chi Mo sighed, feeling more and more heavy.

When Chi Mo went to pick up the meal, others avoided him. The situation in the church at that time had spread like wind throughout the Northwest Base.

"Did you see it? That is the good friend of the city lord."

"I knew it a long time ago. I saw the little city lord the other day, and being hugged by the city lord was so cute!"

Chi Mo was used to being watched like a monkey. He was at the back of the meal receiving line, and the people in front disappeared in an instant.

Chi Mo bit the bullet and went to the window. The old man who distributed the food looked at Chi Mo and brought a special lunch box with a smile.

Chi Mo sighed, and took a lunch box to sit at a table with Mao Lao Yang and Taoist priest Yu, two meat and one vegetarian, and soup, which can be said to be high-level treatment.

Chi Mo covered his forehead and pushed away the lunch box, feeling even more distressed.

"Have you heard? The city lord reinforced the Yellow River dam in the first half of the month. Not long after the repair was completed, the flood came."

"I also heard that the city lord asked the vegetable farmers to take precautions in advance, repair the drainage facilities of the greenhouse, and prepare the water pump. Look, it has been raining recently. It is really the city lord."

"I also know..."

Chi Mo looked at Taoist Yu worriedly, and Taoist Yu and Chi Mo also looked at each other, and they both knew who was responsible for this.

"Oh, by the way, it's almost Qixi Festival, do you have any activities?" Lao Yang kept talking while eating.

"Aside from Chi Mo, who else has activities?" Sao Mao raised his eyes to Chi Mo, blinking hintingly: "The city lord sent you good things, don't forget the brothers."

Chi Mo was dejected. When he went to see Tiantian a few days ago, he happened to see Meng Ya and Ruan Zhixin playing with Tiantian. This scene challenged Chi Mo's limits.

What Ruan Zhixin pays attention to is only Tiantian's prophecy ability. He is a vassal. If he really wants to celebrate the so-called Valentine's Day, will he take Tiantian to a private meeting with Meng Ya?

Handsome men and beautiful women, and lovely children, this is more like a family.

Chi Mo already sighed countless times. Ruan Zhixin wanted to take Tiantian away from him, but he was powerless. He watched Tiantian being taken away by Ruan Zhixin, and let Tiantian slowly accept his new mother.

To Chi Mo, this was too cruel.

Every day is the result of my own hard work, the companionship of the first six years, but now I have been deprived of the love in my heart.

I must not let Ruan Zhixin brainwash the little guy, and I must not lose Tiantian.

Chi Mo made up his mind, and after the meal, he bought letter paper and envelopes at the Baipai store with food, and wrote an invitation letter carefully, asking Ruan Zhixin to come to his place for dinner on Qixi Festival.

Since it was Chinese Valentine's Day, it was impossible for Chi Mo to just watch Ruan Zhixin take Tian Tian to meet Meng Ya. Chi Mo's heart was not open to mention, the main reason was to affect the children.

Chi Mo's training room, three bedrooms and two halls, is no different from the standard room of 100 square meters before the end of the world, and it is enough for one person to entertain.

Chi Mo personally put the letter into the city lord's mailbox. This mailbox is usually used to give advice to the city lord or recommend himself, and people come to accept it every day.

I don't know whether Ruan Zhixin agreed for the sake of Tian Tian's face, or just ignored it, Chi Mo was in a daze all night.

"City lord, city lord!" Mustache pushed open the door excitedly, and saw the little guy riding on his own city lord, riding a big horse happily, with smiles on their faces, one big and one small.

The mustache closed the door consciously. After the city lord had a child, he really doted on the little guy. The city lord even specially invited gold-type supernatural beings to make toys for the little guy. Now he even rode on the head of the city lord. His own city lord was willing to let it go As perilous.

Mustache sighed, if he could have a child, he might also want to give him the best of everything, but now, there is no chance.With envy, Mustache counted to ten and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Ruan Zhixin's voice was calm.

"City Lord." Mustache came in with a serious face, and closed the door smoothly.

Ruan Zhixin was sitting on the sofa, smiling and watching Tian Tian playing with toys beside him barefoot.

"Here is a letter from you." Mustache presented the envelope with both hands respectfully, pink and very feminine.

Ruan Zhixin raised his eyebrows slightly. Ordinary letters can be handled by himself with two hands. It is rare to come here to hand them over. How can they be so delicate?

After receiving the envelope, Ruan Zhixin couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled when he saw the sender.

The mustache was also snickering, but when Ruan Zhixin noticed it, he immediately coughed a few times and changed his face to be serious.

"Did you see it?" Ruan Zhixin raised his chin.

"No." Mustache smiled obediently and restrained, but also had a serious and businesslike face: "I will send it to you as soon as I see the sender."

"Hmm." Ruan Zhixin shook the envelope gracefully, "Is there any contraband inside?"

The mustache almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, the city lord's arrogance might not be cured for a while.

"No, I've touched it, and there's only letter paper inside." Mustache followed his castellan.

Ruan Zhi said, picked up the envelope and observed it carefully.

"There is really nothing else." Mustache was a little desperate.

"No." Ruan Zhixin observed the envelope seriously: "Let me see, don't let me get dirty."

Mustache held back a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood, and wiped his sweat: "City Master, if it's okay, I'll continue to work."

"Well, let's go." Ruan Zhixin was in a good mood.

Seeing Mustache leave, Ruan Zhixin hugged Tiantian and kissed him fiercely.

"Hehehe..." Tiantian was tickled by kisses and laughed hard.

"Tian Tian is awesome." Ruan Zhixin picked up the envelope, hurriedly lay down on the desk, and carefully cut open the envelope.

Ruan Zhixin took out the letter paper, it was still pink and tender, girlish.

Ruan Zhixin couldn't help smiling, and said to himself: "I knew it, you have always liked me."

Opening the letter paper, Ruan Zhixin read it several times over and over again, and leaned over curiously every day, wanting to see what his father wrote, is it difficult to understand?

Ruan Zhixin touched Tiantian's little head, put the letter into the envelope intact, and said earnestly: "Hey, wait until you grow up to read."

Tian Tian looked confused.

"Your father, although he has a high degree of education, his literary skills are obviously weak." Ruan Zhixin hugged Tian Tian, ​​​​seriously: "I wrote so much, but I didn't express one ten-thousandth of his feelings, isn't it a failure? "

Tilting his head every day: "Is what Dad wrote very bad?"

"Barely." Ruan Zhixin couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: "Your father invited us to have dinner together in three days."

"Really?" Tian Tian happily clapped her hands.

"Tiantian, do you know what day is three days from now?" Ruan Zhixin tried hard to suppress his excitement and let Tiantian guess.

"I know every day that it's Qixi Festival." The little guy recalled for a while: "I heard from Teacher Yu that I want to give gifts to people I like on Qixi Festival."

"Tiantian is so smart." Ruan Zhixin kissed Tiantian on the forehead: "Since your father has already invited us, let's give him a face and try his craft, okay?"

Looking at Ruan Zhixin every day, he blinked his eyes wide: "Don't you really want to go, Dad?"

"No." Ruan Zhixin retorted seriously: "Dad is very busy with work, and he just took time out temporarily, so that you can meet your dad."

Blinking his eyes every day, he nodded half-understanding.

Ruan Zhixin opened the drawer and glanced at the pink and tender envelope again, "I heard that your father is not working hard recently. Tomorrow, Tiantian and I will go to see your father's training, okay?"

"Dad, aren't you very busy?" Tian Tian was a little confused.

Ruan Zhixin smiled at Tian Tian and changed the subject: "Father received a new bottle of antler wine today, do you want to taste a little every day?"

"Daddy said, children can't drink alcohol." Tian Tian covered his mouth.

"Lick a little bit, a small amount will have no effect." Ruan Zhixin smiled, "When your father and I were young, we went to the wine table with your grandfather to discuss business, but I was not drunk after a thousand cups, and I poured down those uncles."

"Wow!" Tiantian looked at Ruan Zhixin adoringly.

"Of course, you can't learn from me." Ruan Zhixin nodded the little guy's nose: "Drinking too much alcohol will hurt your body, so Dad has a bad stomach before the end of the world."

Tiantian immediately became worried.

"Your father had a crush on me back then." Ruan Zhixin changed the subject: "I wasn't even allowed to drink coffee, so I quit coffee and drank lemon juice instead."

Ruan Zhixin's tone dropped slightly: "Unfortunately, your father doesn't want to make progress, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Tiantian asked curiously.

"Otherwise we would have long ago..." Ruan Zhixin sighed and looked at Tiantian: "Forget it, it's good to have you, I am very satisfied now."