The little lion I picked up is the Reichsmarshal

Early the next morning, the little white lion sent the two restaurants that Shen Qingzhou had just taken a fancy to to his subordinates.

After Chu Huai received the task, he felt complicated.

Originally thought that he was helping his boss to repay the benefactor who saved his life, but after being woken up by Qin Yue, he looked at the task assigned to him by the marshal. He obviously didn't have breakfast, but he suddenly panicked.

Then what, he was also a little more curious about Xiaojiaofu, Bah, and Shen Qingzhou who were looked at differently by the marshal.

Leaving aside Gu Liang's high position and weight, his handsome face and perfect figure are enough to make people flock to him.

But Chu Huai has known Gu Liangan for so many years, and has never seen him fall in love with anyone, like an emotionless robot.

Originally thought that Gu Liang only had the empire in his heart and didn't want to find a partner, but in the end he didn't meet the right person.

While thinking, the little white lion sent a few more messages, and even urged him.

Chu Huai's mouth twitched.

The old house is on fire or something, it's hard to see!

***

With the efforts of the little white lion, the vicinity of the nursery gradually became prosperous.

Shen Qingzhou has been hiding for a long time, and she especially likes this lively atmosphere, often taking her cubs out for a stroll.

He is good-looking, and the cubs are cute, and he turns heads when he walks on the street.

Therefore, almost every time I go out, someone comes to strike up a conversation.

Shen Qingzhou seems to be enjoying it, but once the other party shows his intention to pursue, he immediately stays away, and he has a good sense of proportion.

If so, every time the little white lion sees Shen Qingzhou joking with others, he will be very anxious, and there is an urge to make the other party disappear immediately.

In addition to training or training every day, the innocent little white lion does not know that this is due to possessiveness caused by jealousy, and also feels that he has a psychological problem.

So he forcibly suppressed these feelings with strong self-control.

Come and go, become more and more silent.

"Hey, little guy, why have you been so unhappy recently?" Shen Qingzhou lifted the little white lion up with a puzzled tone.

The gaze was too focused, and the little white lion couldn't stand it any longer. It tilted its head to look away, and the tip of its tail hooked up slightly.

"Is there something uncomfortable?" Shen Qingzhou was worried, put it on her lap, and then grabbed the little claw and probed into the spiritual power to check.

Apart from the fragmentation of the beast core, there are no other problems.

Ah!

The beast core is broken!

Shen Qingzhou patted her head and said angrily, "Hey, look at my brain, I forgot such a big thing!"

Too many things happened recently, it was hard to settle down, and there were so many delicious shops nearby, he forgot to repair the animal core for the little white lion.

Hearing the loud "pop", the little white lion's heart throbbed.

Why are you hitting yourself on the head suddenly?

Still working so hard!

Doesn't it hurt?

Looking down at the little guy's worried eyes, Shen Qingzhou chuckled.

He leaned in front of the little white lion, his beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into two crescent moons, "Why, are you worried about me?"

The little white lion shrank back, its red ears revealing its shyness.

But his eyes were uncontrollable and he glanced at Shen Qingzhou's forehead, and he was relieved to make sure that there was only a red mark left there and there was no injury.

During so many years of fighting, the little white lion's life was hanging by a thread countless times, even if the flesh on his body was forcibly sliced ​​off by the sharp forelimbs of the Zerg, it never blinked.

But Shen Qingzhou suffered a little injury, and it couldn't bear it even if the skin wasn't broken.

"Why are you so cute?" Shen Qingzhou especially enjoyed the feeling of being cared for, and the smile in her eyes deepened a bit.

He picked up the little white lion and was about to kiss the little cute forehead, when a knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting this action.

Shen Qingzhou looked at the time, and her head began to hurt.

The little white lion heaved a sigh of relief and felt a little disappointed at the same time. Its paw pads opened and then retracted, and its tail flicked a few times.

Shen Qingzhou was attracted by the flicking tail, and he reached out to grab it, from the root of the tail to the tip of the tail.

The tail is the weak point of most ferocious beasts and should not be touched easily.

For orcs, the tail also has a special meaning.

Therefore, the little white lion came back to his senses and was frightened by Shen Qingzhou, and quickly jumped down from his legs.

"Hey? What's the matter?" Shen Qingzhou was at a loss, "Did I hurt you?"

The little white lion didn't make a sound, and ran away as if fleeing.

Shen Qingzhou blinked, just about to catch up, when someone rang, she sat back silently.

The old dean went to open the door, and sure enough, it was the branch of Annanxing Pharmacy Association who came to send warmth.

"Qingzhou, this is Ruoye fruit, which is a specialty of Ruoye star. It has high nutritional value. The branch president asked me to give you some!" The little girl yelled, put the things on the ground, turned around and ran away.

"Hey! Little girl!" The old dean didn't stop anyone, so he could only come in with a fruit basket in his arms, "Qingzhou, this——shall I send it back to them?"

"No need." Shen Qingzhou rubbed her sore temples, "They will definitely not accept it, and they will still have to argue, there is no need to waste time."

"Then what about these Ruoye fruits?"

A few minutes later, Shen Qingzhou gnawed on the washed Ruoye fruit.

Not to mention, this sugar-coated cannonball is quite delicious.

On the other side, Father Song came to the nursery school aggressively, trying to intimidate and lure Shen Qingzhou to find the branch president, saying that he would forgive Song Ming for not pursuing the previous matter, and promised not to take up the recommendation quota.

The father and son thought that the branch president's phrase "When do you know you are wrong and come back to work at the branch?" was just a cover, but after a week passed, Song Ming thought that the branch president forgot about it and went to work as usual.

As a result, he was stopped by the security guard as soon as he arrived at the door, saying that he had no authority.

Song Ming panicked now.

For the sake of his son's future, Song's father talked all kinds of things, and even moved out the clan elders, but the branch president refused to let go.

He is so angry now that he is even ready to beat Shen Qingzhou until he submits if he doesn't agree to the request.

As a result, he was stopped on the way, and Song's father was detained on the charge of "deliberately wounding" before he recovered his senses.

Song's father entered the police station for the first time in decades. He was still in handcuffs and was detained by two policemen. He was not well.

He hurriedly contacted him to get him out, but he didn't know what was going on. The police station's attitude was very firm this time, and they couldn't get through the relationship. In the end, they could only stay inside dejectedly.

Later, after listening to the chats of several police guards, I realized that the order from above was to crack down hard.

Father Song called it bad luck, and hated himself for being unlucky for committing a crime at this juncture.

Being detained was embarrassing enough for him. As a result, the police station added a rule that a meeting would be held before breakfast every day, and the detainees had to go up one by one for self-criticism.

Most of the people in the detention center are hooligans. Isn't it surprising that a guy in a suit and tie who looks like a dog suddenly appeared?

In addition, Song's father was detained for the crime of intentional wounding, and these gangsters felt even more disgusted with him.

So, when Father Song made the self-criticism, there were boos all over the place, and he was so ashamed and angry that he wished to find a crack in the ground to get in when he met those who were watching jokes, contemptuous or excited.

There will be various situations when eating, either the plate is "accidentally" knocked off, or the neighbor suddenly sneezes, all of which splash into his meal.

The former is okay, if he can go to the window to make another copy, the latter has to pinch his nose and admit it.

Either go hungry, or eat with nausea.

Father Song had no choice but to go hungry.

In just three days, under the double blow of body and spirit, when he came out of the detention center, he seemed to be in his twenties, with many wrinkles on his face and a lot of gray hair on his temples.

But it's not over yet.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are opponents and friends.

Those opponents in the past didn't dare to offend Song's father because of the face of the branch president.

Now Father Song had a quarrel with the branch president, and was detained for three full days. He obviously offended someone who should not be offended, so why don't they add insult to injury?

So one or two came over to poke Song's father's lung tube under the guise of caring. Song's father was so angry that he had to grit his teeth and smile to deal with these people, almost vomiting blood.

The last straw that crushed Father Song was this month's family meeting.

After discussion, the clan elders decided to re-elect a Patriarch.

Father Song clenched his fists and tried to keep calm, and moved the branch president out.

But the elders of the clan did not compromise as before, and even told Father Song that the re-election of the patriarch had been informed to the president in advance, and the other party agreed.

Father Song fainted from anger.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to contact the branch president. He didn't care about the identity of the president at this juncture, he just wanted an explanation!

After listening to Father Song's questioning, the branch president was silent for a long time.

"Brother, I recently investigated and found a lot of things."

Father Song's heart skipped a beat.

"Let's not mention that you are filling your own pockets, or how many things you have done outside under my cover, can you tell me why Song Li's son, Song Yue's grandson and Song Ze's daughter are not allowed to learn medicine?"

Father Song's face turned pale instantly.

"I will take over those three children and teach them personally. As for Song Ming—" the branch president pinched his brows, his tone tired, "as long as I stay in the branch of Annanxing Pharmacy Association for one day, he won't even think about coming in."

In order to make Song Ming the most talented child in the Song family, Song's father suppressed other outstanding children. This practice is too vicious, and the branch president really can't stand it.

He didn't believe that Song Ming, as father Song's son, didn't know anything about it, so he simply couldn't see it.

Father Song's lips trembled a few times, and it took a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "Third brother, he is obviously your nephew!"

"Those three children are also from the Song family." The branch leader sighed, "Brother, I am really disappointed in you."

After speaking, he hung up the call.

Father Song completely collapsed.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-2800:35:04~2020-08-2917:58:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Guess, I guess, can you guess 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xue Xiran; 46608471, 1 bottle of strawberry smoothie without ice;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!