Fushangshen Parenting Collection

In the kitchen, a small piece of open space was deliberately cleared, so that Liu Xing could sit on the stool with his little butt pouted and wash the dishes.

"...Why..." Liu Xing wore unsuitable rubber gloves on his hands and a large and ill-fitting apron around his body, just like an oppressed and aggrieved child laborer, "Why can't I wash it clean..." Washed and washed, still greasy!

Ming Mingming only needs to wipe it with a rag, and the dishes can be washed shiny!Why... why can't I!Could it be... is this a complicated job that only the gods can do?But……

Liu Xing sniffed, resisted asking for help, and continued to wash the dishes.

Even if it's complicated...he still wants to help God.

Maeda and Heino had already cleaned up the breakfast dishes and were standing aside waiting for orders, while California Qingguang was sitting behind Liu Xing, holding a small fan in his hand, fanning Liu Xing slowly, and helping Liu Xing to wipe it from time to time Beads of sweat off his forehead.

Their little hero has been washing two dishes for 10 minutes, one is not clean, but she just doesn't want to give up.

The two strikes of the small dagger hurt a little.

Although wearing rubber gloves, I don't worry about catching cold, but it's tiring to keep rubbing plastic plates in the water.

Hirano sighed: "Master Liu Xing, should I come?"

Liu Xing also had a little temper, and shook her head with a puffy face: "No! Do it yourself!"

Then another burst of scrubbing.

The way he scrubbed was very clumsy, and he rubbed wherever he felt oily, but it didn't clean it at all, and even the rag became greasy.

Taking advantage of the churning of the water, California Qingguang quietly added a few drops of dish soap to it, and after a while white foam floated on the water, helping Liuxing clean the greasy plastic dish.

A few plastic dishes that were finally washed were piled up together, Liu Xing happily held the dishes and showed California Qingguang: "It's finished!"

"Wow! Master Liu Xing is amazing!" California Qingguang applauded with dignity.

Liu Xing also felt that he had accomplished a great cause, and happily accepted the praise with his head held high. From time to time, he secretly glanced at the two-shock dagger next to him, full of anticipation.

The daggers were startled, and then realized something, and quickly applauded together: "Master Liu Xing is so clean!"

"Master Liu Xing is so capable!"

"Master Liu Xing is such a good boy!"

Liu Xing blushed from being praised, but it wasn't shyness, but excitement: "I, I can do it! I'm a good boy!"

"That's right! Master Liu Xing is amazing!"

"Master Liu Xing's head is so cute!"

"Master Liu Xing's dumb hair is so energetic today!"

It's not all rainbow fart.

Also mixed with a sigh from the heart.

However, Liu Xing couldn't feel anything wrong, anyway, as long as the adjectives were preceded properly, he felt that it was a compliment.

When you're done, Liu Xing hurriedly tore off the two rubber gloves on her hands, and complained with puffy face: "This is not good, it's uncomfortable!"

California Qingguang said that without it, you would never touch the water today.

Two vibrations and short knives thoughtfully cleaned up the mess, wiped the dishes and put them back in the cupboard, cleaned the rags and water basins and put them back in place, and dragged the water stains on the ground for fear of being stepped on and slipped.

Liu Xing was brought back by California Qingguang to write and study.

He decided to add two more digital transcriptions to Liu Xing, lest the little guy wants to help out suddenly.

Liu Xing had indeed settled down for a long time, and it was not until evening that he made a new request.

"I'm going to wait for the candlestick to cut and go home!"

There is nothing to object to this matter, every one or two days, Liu Xing will greet Fu Sangshen who is out of battle or on an expedition to go home in the courtyard, not just waiting for the candlestick to be cut, everyone has more or less experience of being greeted by Liu Xing .

California Qingguang and Liu Xing sat on the steps of the patio, one big and one small held their chins and waited for Fu Sangshen to go home.

At four o'clock in the evening, the setting sun slanted in the sky, and the reflected rays painted a whole piece of dazzling red watercolor on the horizon, and covered the patio with a layer of orange velvet, probably because of the good mountains and rivers near Honmaru, so There are also many dragonflies, and they fly across the sky of Honmaru every evening.The fiery red sunset, the orange sunset, and the thin-winged elves flying all over the sky made Liu Xing always open the window to see them at this time.

California Qingguang looked at Liu Xing in a daze, and asked, "Do you like dragonflies?"

Liu Xing shook her head: "I don't like it."

"Eh?" Received an unexpected answer, California Qingguang was also a little surprised, "Why?"

Liu Xing's eyes were still rolling on Dragonfly, and his tone was puzzled: "Because I don't know them?" He said seriously, "We haven't talked yet!"

California Qingguang almost couldn't hold back his laughter: "Pfft...so, that's how it is..."

Liu Xing bowed his head and broke his hands to point out his favorite bugs: "Got it, crickets, and... there are also ants, grasshoppers... They will all talk to me and say hello to me!"

California Qingguang carefully searched for commonalities. Cicadas and crickets have loud voices, and ants and grasshoppers have antennae—they can indeed talk and greet each other.

Liu Xing turned her gaze back to the dragonfly in the sky again, frowning, "Dragonfly looks good, but it's very rude. I call them, but they ignore me."

He sighed heavily, and criticized in a childish voice: "It's really a duplicity!" The last sentence was old-fashioned.

However, California Kiyomitsu knows that this is what Ryuki is learning and selling, and he heard it from Kasen Kanesada—it is used to describe Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Itchy hands.

Jia Qingguang was about to rub the head of the little lord, but suddenly he saw the space-time device in the courtyard flash, and several Fusangshen who came out appeared in the center of the courtyard.

"Candlestick cut!" Liu Xing was the first to call Candlestick cut's name, and ran over to open his arms.

In this Honmaru, the only person Liu Xing would take the initiative to embrace is Candlestick Kiri.

In the eyes of the protagonist who was waiting for them, Fu Sangshen's appearance was just a daytime event.But for Fu Sangshen who went to a certain period of history to complete the task, a week, ten days and a half months are all possible.Sometimes in order to wait for the opportunity, or even to integrate into the local people, it is not surprising that a task has to be completed for three months, so for Candlestick Che, he has not seen the little lord for almost two months.

But for Liu Xing, these two months are nothing more than a daytime affair.

……Yes.

After all, the time for paying the gods and humans is different.

Candlestick Cut's eyes dimmed slightly, and he was suddenly out of breath.

Liu Xing opened her small arms in a daze, and jumped on the spot twice, not understanding why Candlestick still didn't hug him.

Liu Xing, who hadn't been ignored for a long time, felt a little aggrieved, and anxiously grabbed the corner of Candlestick Cut's clothes: "Hug, hug!"

Candlestick bowed obediently and hugged Liu Xing in his arms, with a gentle tone: "What's wrong? Master Liu Xing?"

Liu Xing put her arms around Candlestick's cut neck, and replied sweetly: "I want to welcome you all home!"

Seeing this cute little appearance, Tsurumaru, who joined the battle next to him, couldn't help but "tsk".

Everyone is Fu Sangshen, why Liu Xing only took the initiative to find the candlestick to hug!

When Candlestick heard this tut, his mood suddenly became happier.

But before he took Liu Xing for a few steps, Liu Xing took out the small manual hidden in his bosom.

It was the little red flower collection manual that Candlestick cut for him. On the cover was a little orange fox wearing gloves to make a snowman. Liu Xing cherished it very much. His little red flowers were all pasted on it, and he had to count it several times a day.

"What's the matter? Is there something you want?" Candlestick asked him.

"I want a big watermelon! It's so big!" Liu Xing opened his small arms, "It's——so big!"

"You can't finish eating such a big watermelon."

"I won't eat it!" Liu Xing shook his head quickly: "Give it to the gods in the fields! Eat a lot! It won't be hot after eating!"

I don't eat watermelon much in this pill, because it is cold in nature, and with Liu Xing's physique, eating too much will inevitably cause diarrhea, so I dare not give it to Liu Xing.But they only had Fu Sangshen to eat, and they worried blindly, thinking that Liu Xinggan would be greedy, how pitiful!So let's not touch it at all, and bear with it.

However, Liu Xing heard from Yaoyan that watermelon is the fruit with the best medicinal effects in summer, because it contains a lot of water and sugar, it is very suitable for cooling off the tired people.

He firmly remembered.

Zhu Keqie was obviously a little surprised by Liu Xing's words, and looked at the guilty California Qingguang beside him.

California Qingguang didn't expect Liu Xing to remember his careless words of persuasion in the morning—don't they all say that children are forgetful?

Liu Xing is indeed very forgetful, sometimes she runs downstairs barefoot, and can't remember how many times she has been scolded.

But only the things about the gods, he remembers very firmly.

Liu Xing said in a babbling voice: "My lord, it's hard work! Every morning, I have to water, weed and weed the plants in the field...Me! I want to help with watering. Candlestick cut, please wake me up early, okay?" ah?"

Candlestick never objected, but asked him instead: "What time is the best time to wake you up?"

Liu Xing was a little dazed, he hadn't learned how to read a clock yet, so he said nervously, "I don't know!"

Zhu Keqie didn't want to wait for him to turn the corner, so he said with a smile: "Then tell me when you find out... I can give you the watermelon, and I'll help you deliver the watermelon later."

Liu Xing quickly shook her head: "No, you rest! You're tired!" As she spoke, she patted her own chest, "I! I'm capable! Go by yourself!"

California Qingguang quickly stated: "I will help get the watermelon."

Candlestick cut subconsciously wanted to refuse, California Qingguang is usually very reliable, but once he became a valet, he started to make trouble with the lord... He felt that if he asked the two of them to go to the field, he might not know what would happen—— But reason still made him back down.

If the child wants to try, let him try, not to mention that this is not a bad thing. Their protagonists are more and more caring and considerate of others, and are willing to overcome some difficulties along the way and try to do some practical things-worthy encouragement.

So Candlestick cut finally nodded.

In order to share the workload, there is one more person in Tiandangfan in summer than usual, so as not to overwhelm the heat. Today, the trio of Taro Tachi, Hasebe, and Okurigara are in charge.

While squatting in the rice field to pull out weeds, Hasebe and Taro Tadao babbled: "How on earth did you get Master Liuxing to get close to you so quickly? Toys? Snacks? Or something else...Of course, Lucy-sama is also very close to me, so I am definitely not jealous or jealous, it's just that my colleagues communicate with each other—"

Taro Tachi: "...You should say a few words less."

Pressing and cutting Hasebe was very dissatisfied: "What do you mean, do you think I talk too much?"

"No...I mean...you don't say a few words..." Master Liu Xing will naturally get close to you.

But before he could finish speaking, the stern-faced Daguli Jialuo came over with a hoe on his shoulder: "The roots of the weeds have been turned out, and then?" The tone was very cold, but the work was still done well. .

Okurigara naturally hated Tian Dangban, to the same extent that Kasen Kanesada hated Ma Dangban.

"Then take those weeds...Master Liu Xing?!" Hasebe's eyes suddenly lit up, and then hurriedly took off his straw hat and bowed behind Okurigara.

Taro Tachi followed and saw their little lord, carrying a bamboo basket, staggering along the path in the field.The bamboo basket doesn't look big, but it seems a bit heavy. The little guy seems to be struggling to carry it. His footsteps are always unsteady, but he refuses to put down the basket to adjust his pace. He almost fell several times.

Hasebe, who was cutting and cutting, was a little worried, but he still resisted not going forward, because Liu Xing was followed by California Qingguang who was holding a wooden basin, and was always watching Liu Xing's movements.

small theater:

Liu Xing: Mr. Cicada, good morning!

Got it: know——

Liu Xing: Mr. Zhizhi, where are you from?

Got it: know——

Liu Xing: Mr. Cicada, how old are you?You have such a loud voice. Do you like to sing?Will you come tomorrow, you... ([-] words omitted here) Mr. Zhi, are you hungry? Do you want to eat bread?

Got it: know——

Liu Xing: Mr. Cicada, it is not good to waste food!You are a bad boy!

Cicada: ......... so annoying, I will change the tree.

Cricket: (terrified) Don't talk to me Don't talk to me Don't talk to me

Liu Xing: Mr. Cricket, good morning, do you know where Mr. Cicada has gone?

The author has something to say: Liu Xing's love for insects comes from the heart, from the heart (.