Nanxiong, the disaster of beating the enemy

Counting from the ancestors on the paternal side of our family, all have black or silver hair.

Although my mother was born on Meteor Street, a garbage dump abandoned by the world, I still have a little impression of my parents. Anyway, it is not pink hair, nor is it this color.

However, when I was born, I had pink hair that was incompatible with the Hakka people who beat the enemy. This is an impossible thing whether it is based on explicit inheritance or taking a step back and based on invisible inheritance.

Of course, due to the majestic eight-pack abs and well-developed pectoralis biceps, plus the high self-esteem of my father Shiba Dadike, who has an annual salary of hundreds of millions, I don’t think my mother has such a powerful force. After the hunk, she will run to mess with a lot of weak chickens and ex-harems on Meteor Street, and put a bright green hat on him to give birth to me, a pink-haired enemy beater This kind of thing will happen to him.

The reason for the fight is definitely not the disharmony in the life of the couple.

Note: These are my dad's thoughts.

In fact, my dad just thought that my mom hooked up with a best friend of hers on Meteor Street called my wife again, and that the other party exchanged children for some purpose.

There is no logic at all in this sentence.

What's more, the main reason he thinks this way is that my wife has beautiful pink hair and her personality is hard to describe.

In fact, my mother didn't deny it at all, but used the fact that my father didn't believe in himself to attack each other.

As a woman who just gave birth, I have to say that my mother's voice was full of anger, and it first shook the beam above my father's head.

My dad punched with a backhand, and the airflow generated by the shock wave caused by the fist punched a big hole in the five walls.

The broken stones that shattered from the wall collapsed everywhere, so my mother took an umbrella handed over by the housekeeper Wutong to defend herself, but instead of opening it, her hands spun rapidly, turning the broken stones directly like an electric fan. On the last rock, a beautiful home run from the canopy went straight to my dad's door.

My dad's movements were boring and unappreciative, and he punched again, continuing to break five walls.

The two sides went back and forth, everyone was still watching at the beginning, Wutong beat the enemy for us, other old and young brought stools and chairs and brought refreshments to watch, the old man Zeno was still explaining to the fans of Yier.

Unexpectedly, it was a protracted battle. The two of them fought for three days and three nights in a row. My mother's screams mixed with lingering lingering sounds, and went straight to the sky, but I couldn't hear what they were arguing at all.

It doesn't matter, everyone has dispersed and went to their own ways.

I only know that when I woke up after sleeping, the luxurious villa collapsed into ruins.

Fortunately, the reliable 11-year-old elder brother Yiermi Dadike has already hugged me, and ran outside with the [-]-year-old second brother Miji Dadike, and when the husband and wife returned their son , and said leisurely, "The maintenance cost is one billion."

My mother screamed and hugged Yiermi, and also hugged Miji who was being carried and me who was hugged by Yiermi.

Although I was just born at the time, I don't know why, maybe it was prenatal education?I always feel that my parents' prenatal education is definitely "the twenty fatal points of the human body" rather than something positive.

It seems better to boil it down to being born knowing it. All in all, when I was born, I had a lot of knowledge.

At this time, I thought that even if my mother didn't scold my brother, who was in the eyes of money when his parents were fighting, he would still have to output firepower to my father, expressing that he wanted to divorce and leave this hot chicken man. .

I have to say that I am young, um, yes, only zero years old.

In fact, my mother was so happy that she even hugged the three of us and said in a circle: "Il fans are not scared, and they can still count money! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

I was hugged very hard in my arms. In fact, I felt squeezed when I was hugged by Yiermi, but Yiermi didn't change at all. Although I didn't feel any uncomfortable feeling, but I was carried Mi Ji's eyes were already rolled up due to lack of oxygen, and he looked like he was about to ascend to heaven.

Yi Ermi glanced at Mi Chi, his black cat eyes showed no expression, but Mi Chi, who was held in his hand, was already trembling, trying to hold his expression, "I will work hard, big brother."

"Yeah." Yi Ermi said coldly, then glanced at me, his expression softened obviously, "brother with pink hair, very good."

After such a simple comment, he immediately received ridiculous stares, jealous?Although it is very common among children, it is not at all because of Il fans.

[It's so pitiful to be taken by the elder brother. 】

Then I can only look back blankly.

The ridiculous look is horrified.

[Although he has pink hair, he is completely another big brother. 】

Do you distinguish people by their deadpan expressions?

And even though I don't know what I look like yet, I still feel like I'm not like an Il fan.

After all, he can say with a straight face: "Mom, you can hurt father's temple if you don't hold back the third move." I would never say such words.

"Ahhhhhhhh~" My mother became excited, her face was flushed, and she happily turned around three times, "How cruel, my Il fan! Mom is so happy!!!"

"Ananda," she threw herself into my dad's arms in the next second after she had a big fight with my dad before. My mother said, "Did you hear that? Anada, what a wonderful child Yiermi is. Ahhh~"

"Don't get excited, dear." My dad said a little helplessly, his face was still expressionless, his ears were a little red, and his hands were wrapped around my mother's waist, and his fingers were still rubbing gently.

【Really, love me so much, Kiqiu. 】

Still so embarrassing in my heart, is it boring?

这件事之后，我知道了我爸妈是粉红爱心氛围的夫妇以外，还知道了我的大哥伊尔迷·揍敌客拥有神一样的劝架的能力，即使他心里想着的是【蛋糕没up].

After a fight, my parents hugged and showed their affection again, but my matter is not over yet.

"Ananda, you haven't chosen a name yet?" Keiju Beat the Enemy urged.

Probably because there were thorns in his heart, the immature adult Shiba Badike thought for a moment and said, "Kusuo, his name is Kusuo Badike."

What, there is nothing wrong with this name?

My eldest brother is called Ilmi (イルミ), and my second brother is called Miji (ミルキ), and each name ends with the above. According to reason, I should also be called Qiya (キルア), and Kusuo (くおお) has nothing to do with it.

It has become like an unrecognized third son.

Strange why I know to use this pronunciation?Yahhhhhhh, I don't know either, just take it as a natural thing, it doesn't matter anyway.

However, since I personally like this name very much, maybe I have used it in my previous life or have a relationship with it, so I don't reject it.

My grandfather was preoccupied with my grandmother and made no objection, and my grandmother really didn't care about these little things.

Although it was later proved that my hair color was purely a genetic mutation, and had nothing to do with other child swapping, my name did not change to Qi Ya or other names beginning with (キル), but Kusuo · Beat the Enemy The guests settled down.

The naming process was pretty random, but I was receptive, didn't feel ignored, and I wasn't that sensitive.

I am running away from home now, and there is a more important factor, that is, after my super power was exposed, my Dogecoin father actually moved the idea of ​​making me the head of the family.

Just because I can speak telepathically at two weeks old, walk with levitation technique at one month, and deliver meals to my brother in the dungeon with teleportation at one year old?

It's too casual, and the baby's Il fans can disassemble the crib with bare hands.

But I can see that my Dogecoin lion head dad is very happy, he actually raised me high for the first time, and shouted excitedly in his heart [We beat the enemy and there are successors].

Although he didn't show it at all on his face, he seemed to be just observing me.

What I have to complain is that even so, this guy has been looking at my black hair or silver hair, which is not of the Dadi Hakka family, very annoying, and he wants to dye me a color.

My mom is nice, she really likes my hair color and says it looks better with nice clothes.

Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss, when I try on clothes and take pictures, there will be desserts, and there are ingredients in brackets, but they are also sweets, so I don't reject women's clothing.

It seems that babies who are one year and three months old cannot eat desserts?Whatever it is, I've been on poison since birth.

In fact, even if my mother didn't care, my father secretly tried to dye my silver hair with hair dye while my mother was out at work, but I laughed so hard, it couldn't be dyed at all.

Even after rinsing and using an expensive hair dye that can buy a quarter of the price of an airship, on the second day, it completely faded like an automatic renewal, and then only my pink hair was left Stand firm.

My dad didn't give up after taking my hair for an experiment, but after I suggested that I want to draw a circle and curse the next child who beat the enemy, the next child will have pink hair, so he gave up on his absurdity idea.

Then Mi Chi was beaten up in the name of training.

My dad thinks that two-dimensional words such as drawing a circle and cursing you are all taught by me.

Laughing to death, what kind of Two-dimensional does Shiba know?

However, his evil intentions of wanting me to be the next family have not changed. Obviously he is still old and strong, even my grandfather Jeno Beat the Dike still maintains the workload of "one kill a day".

Give him a break and continue to be a killer of social animals.

What's more, the previous patriarchs who beat the enemy are all silver-haired, please stick to this excellent tradition, the world of beating the enemy will still be silver-haired tomorrow.

All in all, if I don’t run away from home again, I will become the person who shoulders the future of Dadike as a pink-haired baby. Think about it, a pink-haired baby with a pacifier suddenly appeared among the portraits of the various Patriarchs of Dadike Babies in suits are just too scary.

In order to beat the enemy to avoid this future, running is a must.

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Kusuo Diary:

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