So handsome, how could he be a cannon fodder

Having said that, Zhuang Xiangchen still felt a little uncomfortable.

At any rate, he has raised the child for so long - although the child doesn't know it, he has a deep affection for this well-behaved and intelligent child, otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much effort to take care of him.The baby dumpling that I put on the tip of my heart is now being treated like this, it is impossible to say that I am not angry or distressed.

Besides, he was still a little worried about the little wolf cub. He and the child were always close, but now they suddenly separated, and he didn't know what happened.

"Okay, okay, let's go back." Zhuang Xiangchen picked up the child and walked back. Wang Lao had suffered a lot of unwarranted grievances, and he was indeed planning to go to Master Meng to clarify, but now it was Zhuang Xiangchen in his body. As far as anyone can tell, he didn't think it was a good idea at all.

How could Mr. Meng not know that his bodyguard was wronged?But he didn't say it.

One is that the real "Neighbor King" cannot be provoked, and the other is... Maybe the real problem lies with the child himself.

There are often "fate is not good, family members" and so on in ancient texts. Anyway, Zhuang Xiangchen has never been shy about guessing the truth from the most bloody point of view.

"Little... oh yes, Master Hong." He remembered that the child's real name was Meng Xuanhong, which was a nice name, "What do you want for dinner?"

"Uncle Lao has the final say." The child obediently nestled in his arms and said.In fact, the former Wang Lao may have resentment in his heart, and he didn't treat him very well.But from the beginning, he suddenly had a strange feeling of being extremely dependent on the other party, otherwise he wouldn't blurt out the word "father".

Zhuang Xiangchen thought he was calling Wang Lao, but in fact he had never called Wang Lao that way before.

"Then Uncle Lao has the final say." Zhuang Xiangchen smiled, "How about fried rice? Add some green onions, it will be delicious."

"it is good."

The courtyard where the children and Wang Lao lived was not too dilapidated, but it was very small, and there were no flowers and plants like other young ladies and masters, but it was full of vegetables.What kind of cabbage? Small cabbage grows everywhere, including in the gaps of the steps. It is obvious at a glance that the seeds are scattered by people who don't know how to grow vegetables, and the result is like this.Cucumbers and loofahs entangled and climbed to the sky, and Hancai was as tall as half a person.

Zhuang Xiangchen: "..."

The original owner is also absolutely perfect.

The kitchen always skips the food here, and the original body has no choice but to grow it himself.

It's only been two months, and the first batch of vegetables just happened to grow, which made Zhuang Xiangchen cheaper in vain.

As an otaku, perhaps Zhuang Xiangchen's best quality is that he knows how to cook. He doesn't need to eat instant noodles, but he can live a good life by himself.

Fry a big bowl of rice, although there is no meat or eggs, the children are still very happy to eat.Seeing him happy, Zhuang Xiangchen was relieved and at the same time a little uncomfortable. It was two years after he woke up, and the child had grown up so much, so he didn't know how much he had suffered.

"Are you still eating? There is still in the pot after eating."

"No more."

Zhuang Xiangchen got up and cleaned up the dishes: "Then go to sleep, good boy."

I used to be like this when I was a wolf, I fell asleep after eating, and I ate after waking up.

The child stared at his busy back for a while, then finally nodded and climbed into bed to sleep.

There was no well in their yard, and when Yuanshen was here, the two of them took a bath only once every two days to avoid people staring blankly at them.

Zhuang Xiangchen simply had been a wolf for a long time, and forgot about it. When he remembered, the child was already fast asleep, and he didn't want to disturb him, so he had to make do with it all night.

As the night darkened, Zhuang Xiangchen lay on his back on the bare bed, hugging the child, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

The windows in this place are pitifully small. Looking through them, you can't see anything except the half-basin-like moon.

"Why do other people travel through love, hate, love, or grandeur, no matter how handsome they are, but I am so miserable?" He couldn't help feeling sad, and muttered to himself.

[Because you are stupid, host. 】

Zhuang Xiangchen: "..."

Fuck!What the hell is this! ! ! !Zhuang Xiangchen was so startled by the voice in his head that he almost jumped out of bed.

[I am your system, host. 】

System... Zhuang Xiangchen was shocked. Is this the legendary system?When did he have a system!

[It has always been there, host. 】

"It's always been there?" Zhuang Xiangchen asked, "But I never knew it!"

If he had known that he still had such a system, would he have lived in such pain for the past two years?

But why no one told him at all!

[Because you never asked me, host. 】

Zhuang Xiangchen: "..."

I think this thing is mocking me, is it an illusion?

[No, host. 】

"..." Zhuang Xiangchen slowly lay back on the bed, his eyes were empty: "Can you... hear me? Can you feel my thoughts?"

[Yes, host. 】

"Then what are you doing?"

[Help improve your intelligence level, and other bits and pieces, host. 】Zhuang Xiangchen: "..."

Zhuang Xiangchen resolutely gave up on continuing to communicate with his system, angrily turned around and went to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhuang Xiangchen still got up very spinelessly and continued to toss with his "latest discovery" system.

This thing comes with its own page template, a translucent panel with blue light floating in mid-air, with a vivid headshot of Zhuang Xiangchen hanging on the upper left corner, which was taken four or five years ago, and the rest of the place is arranged in a mess all kinds of things.

The artist who made this system definitely only cost [-] cents, Zhuang Xiangchen thought to himself, this typesetting is simply rotten!

He poked around on it, and saw [Mall (unopened)] [Map (Beginner)] [Character Status] three buttons that can be pressed.

"But what's the use of this?" Zhuang Xiangchen searched for a long time but couldn't find the function he wanted most, and said to the system depressedly in his mind, "What about the most important plot? How can I run without a plot!"

【Oh, here you go. 】

Just like last time, a huge stream of data poured into Zhuang Xiangchen's mind.It's just that this time it didn't fit so well. Caught off guard, Zhuang Dashen groaned.With a groan, he fell directly on the bed.

"Can't you remind me! Sound!!"

[Ok, host. 】

Zhuang Xiangchen: "..."

Is it my illusion that it doesn't feel the slightest sincerity even though it says so!