In July, people wear thin clothes and shorts.

"I'm Genichiro Sanada, a police officer from the Fourth Investigation Section of Fujisawa City, Kanagawa Prefecture! Now I'm going to collect 250ml of breast milk from you in my own name."

At night, people are eager to move.

The line of sight is so longing, the man's shirt and trousers, his facial features are obvious, and his height is also reliable.At first glance, one can guess eight or nine times: this person must be upright!

However, the man dragged the baby girl who seemed to be about four or five months old, restrained by a baby sling behind her back with one hand, and held a 250ML drop-resistant feeding bottle in the other hand and reached out to the young woman who was also carrying a baby on her chest.

In July, the cool wind came, blowing away the young woman and hope.Only the five-finger palm print on half of the man's face and a "rogue!"

No!There is also the howling of Sanbao Sanbao who does not touch a drop of milk because he prefers breast milk.Sanada, who would never be caught off guard again, moved the little figure behind her to her chest, seeming a little annoyed, "Shut up."

"Picky eaters are destined not to reach the top. Sanbao, listen to me, although breast milk is more nutritious and safe, but under special circumstances, we have to compromise with reality in order to survive... That doesn't mean we are weak! This It's a way of life, understand?"

Sanada put the baby bottle into the green environmental protection bag that came with the milk powder when he bought the bucket of milk powder on his forearm. It was full of strange-shaped toys and several spit pockets with Rilakkuma printed on it.While carefully walking home with the baby girl in his arms, he instilled his outlook on life and the rules of winning and losing to the little one who was under one year old.

It's just that the crying is still going on.The cry was not from the little man in Sanada's arms.

Suddenly, Sanada stopped preaching, turned his head, "Revision, don't cry." He pointed at the delicate young man who was always behind him and kept pumping his savings with his finger.

This handsome young man named "Revision" is Sanada Xiu.He is a crybaby boy with long hair and cross-dressing fetish.Like his father Genichiro Sanada, he has lofty ambitions.The great ambition of Sanada Xiu is to become the world's top funeral house - UnderTaker, to rescue the vengeful spirits, so that they can reach bliss early.

That's right!This is the main member of our family.The head of our family, that is, my father, his name is Genichiro Sanada, he is the youngest and bravest police officer in the police force, and he is also the champion of the World Gun King Competition.He has always been my pride, and I also hope that one day, I can be my father's pride.It's just that Dad is a hard-working man.Was attacked by good friends since childhood, and finally got rid of the vicious claws of good friends after getting married...

A long time ago, Dad was a man of his word, just as he seemed to be.You have to do what I say.Whether it is to oneself or to others, it is extremely strict.

Since having me, my dad has taken on the burden of taking care of me.In fact, I am the most normal part of the family, and I am relatively easy to take care of.Although, every child is fragile, sickly, defecating everywhere when he was young.Diapers, baby bottles, and navel stickers have replaced Dad's leisure entertainment.

Up until the age of eight, when I was in elementary school, I always thought I didn't have a mother.For a long time, the parents' meeting, the sports meeting, and the meeting were all contracted by my father.Encouragement and criticism are all shouted by dad alone.

Later, I finally couldn't bear the curiosity when I was young, so I asked my dad, "Did Mom run away with someone else?" Because all the children in kindergarten said so.

At this time, the face of the father who was wearing an apron, cutting yams with a knife and preparing to make soup would be straightened, "Who said your mother ran away with someone else?"

Then, my dad told me a fact that I couldn't accept in my life. This fact is that the one who comes here from time to time doesn't like to get close to me very much. When we meet, he will say, "Hey~~ little boy, do you want to eat snacks? ""Hey~~Little brat, do you want to drink milk tea?" or something like that, the big sister with short silver-white hair...is the one who gave birth to me.

Later I found out that the eldest sister, that is, my mother, is a very powerful anesthesiologist.I have known my father since he was born, with a face that does not match his age at all.I think it's weird to call her a mother, because she stands next to me, like a sister who is a few years older than me.So I called her "Xiao Ming's mother".

Because of work, Xiaoming's mother rarely comes home.So my father, who originally planned to change to a bigger house, gave up this plan.Because brother Xiuxiu doesn’t live with us either.Occasionally, just occasionally, Brother Xiu would come back and squeeze the sofa.According to my father, it is his and Xiaoming's mother's favorite.

In those years that I can remember, my father often told me about Xiaoming's mother.Of course, Dad would beautify many things and tell me when I was six or seven years old.Every time a deed is finished, he will add a concluding sentence. "In the process of interacting with people, the last thing to have is 'prejudice'..." Therefore, I have developed a good habit of often summarizing.Every time I write a composition, the teacher always praises me for being a good seed for literature; saying that I am good at summarizing...

So, after I was ten years old, I began to summarize:

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