Your Majesty's Group Pet Manual [Ancient and Modern]

In the hotel room in Taoyuan Ancient Town.

Tomato was covered with a quilt naked, hugged his little blouse, and sat on the bed aggrieved.

Friends gathered around him and comforted him: "It's okay, Tomato, don't cry."

"Tomato, don't cry, I'll give you my meal when I go back."

With the sound of rushing water, Mr. Wen stood in front of the sink and helped him rub his clothes to lighten his footprints.

The staff of Guzhen are also calling Du Planning: "...just want to ask if there are any other clothes?"

"The clothes are all restored models, specially made to order, so I have prepared a spare set."

"That's just right..."

Du planned to lower his voice: "But a few days ago, didn't a new kid come to the orphanage? The spare clothes are for this kid."

"That's it..." The staff glanced at Tomato and thought for a while, "Then let's do the laundry here first."

"There is still an hour to start, don't worry. I will call you in half an hour to see if you need to temporarily adjust the sequence of the program."

"it is good."

The staff member hung up the phone and suddenly felt that his clothes had been ripped twice.

He lowered his head and saw a kid standing on tiptoe, pulling his clothes: "Uncle."

"Kid, what's the matter with you?"

"I..." Rong Rong glanced back at Tomato, "I want to call my grandpa, can uncle lend me a phone?"

"Your grandfather?"

"My grandfather is the 'soldier toilet' here, and my grandfather must have a way."

"Terracotta Warriors..." The staff reacted, "It's 'Terracotta Warriors and Horses', your grandfather is Wei Pingye?"

Rong Rong nodded: "Yes."

"What can he do? Well, go back and comfort your friend..."

"Grandpa must have something to do, I want to call him." Rongrong was not as high as his clothes, she stood on tiptoe, grabbed his clothes, and couldn't stand, she hung on his clothes, "Uncle ,I beg you."

The staff smiled helplessly, and explained: "Your Grandpa Wei Pingye should be working now, without a mobile phone."

"I can call Grandpa Yang, Grandpa Yang has a phone number."

He remembered Grandpa Yang's phone number, which Grandpa Yang asked him to recite on purpose.

Rong Rong raised her head and looked at him eagerly: "Uncle, can I exchange a box of Miaozi milk for a chance to make a phone call? Please."

At this moment, Tin Than also walked up to him and said loudly, "I'll give out a box too!"

All the friends were attracted by him and raised their hands one after another: "I'll sell a box, too!"

Although they didn't know what was going on, they still raised their hands first.

staff member:? ? ?

Wait a minute, he's not doing it for Meowboy Milk...

"Okay." The staff sighed amusedly and angrily, "I happen to have Mr. Yang's phone number, I'll call him for you."

He dialed the number and waited for the connection: "Mr. Yang, I'm Xiao Liu, yes. A kid from the orphanage wants to call you. Is it your grandson? Okay, then I'll give him the phone."

He handed the mobile phone to Rongrong, Rongrong said "thank you", then took it with both hands, put it next to his ear, and called tentatively: "Grandpa?"

At this time, Yang Bizhang was officially visiting the ancient town with Professor Zhang and a group of students to exchange ancient Liang culture, and the academic atmosphere was strong.

After receiving the call, Yang Bianzhang apologized to them, then retreated to the side to answer the call.

"Is it Your Majesty? Is there anything you can do with grandpa?"

Professor Zhang and students: Wow, he has become so gentle.

"grandfather……"

This was the first time Rong Rong heard his grandfather's voice on the phone. For some reason, he always felt that his grandfather was far away from him, so he felt a little sad.

Rong Rong rubbed her eyes and continued, "Grandpa, your clothes are dirty."

"Dirty clothes?" Yang Bianzhang thought for a while, and soon understood, "Is the costume for the performance dirty? Your Majesty said slowly."

"Hmm..." Rong Rong sniffed and calmed down a little, "I was circling in circles with my clothes on, and then the tomato and French fries were also circling in circles, they fell down, the clothes were dirty, and there was no more clothes...Grandpa, do you have any more?" There is no way..."

Rong Rong was calm for a second, and then she felt guilty and wanted to cry.

As a result, he pursed his mouth, and before he could cry, the flesh on his face squeezed to the phone screen.

beep-

The phone was hung up by his "Fatty".

"Huh?" Why was there no sound all of a sudden?

Rong Rong turned to look at the phone with a puzzled expression.

The staff took a look at the phone: "Hmm..."

Should I tell him the truth about the phone hanging up?

The staff hadn't thought it through yet, and when they lowered their heads, they met Shang Rongrong's pitiful gaze again.

"Uncle, I don't know why there is no sound, can I make another call?"

Jiji said: "I didn't finish the call just now, so I want to call the one just now."

The staff smiled: "Got it, got it, I'll call you back."

He dialed the phone again: "Mr. Yang? Just now..." He lowered his voice so that Rong Rong could not hear: "The flesh on this kid's face accidentally pressed against the screen of the phone, and he hung up the phone."

Rong Rong touched her little face.

I hear it!

"Well, good." The staff put down the phone and said to Rong Rong, "Don't worry, your grandpa will be here soon."

"Thank you uncle." Rong Rong turned his head and said to his friends, "Don't worry, my grandpa will be here soon, my grandpa is very powerful!"

Friends all said to Tomato: "Don't cry, Rongrong's grandpa will be here soon."

"...Well." Tomato nodded with tears in his eyes, "I understand, but you don't have to keep sending messages, I can hear you."

The children huddled together on the big bed, trying their best to comfort Tomato and make him happy.

Tomato was still a little apprehensive: "Rongrong, does your grandfather really have a solution?"

"Yes, um..." Rongrong thought for a while and made up his mind, "If my grandfather can't do anything about it, then I will...give you my clothes."

Tomato blushed: "Really?"

"Really." Rong Rong nodded vigorously, "I..."

Jiji interrupted him: "You don't need to give it to him, I have a good solution!"

All the eyes of his friends focused on him: "Brother Thorn, what can you do?"

Cicada said confidently: "Each of us sells a little clothes."

"What's a 'little bit of clothing'?"

"That is, for example, I'll make a sleeve—" Thorn tugged at his sleeve, "Rongrong also made a sleeve, the eggplant made a collar, and the French fries made a trouser leg..."

Thorn is full of confidence: "Sew them all together, so that they can be made into a piece of clothing for Tomato to wear."

Friends were all impressed by Brother Thorn's intelligence.

"Brother Thorn, you are so smart!"

Thorn proudly akimbo.Rong Rong tilted her head, always feeling that something was wrong.

Ten minutes later, the teacher came out of the bathroom holding clothes with faint footprints.

"Tomato, do you think this is okay? The teacher will help you dry your clothes. You should not be able to see it when you stand on the stage, okay?"

Tomato lowered his head, not knowing whether to say "yes" or "no".

He has already troubled the teacher a lot, and he doesn't want to trouble the teacher anymore, but he doesn't want to wear dirty performance clothes either.

So he hesitated.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Rongrong?"

"My grandpa is here!" Rong Rong's eyes lit up, she slid off the bed, and rushed to open the door.

Before the teacher could react, he stood on tiptoe, hung on the doorknob, and opened the door.

Yang Bizhang and Cheng Gonggong were at the door, carrying a box.

The children also stretched their necks: "Is it new clothes?"

Rong Rong asked: "Grandpa, do you have a solution?"

The two grandpas carried the box in, put it on the ground, and opened it.

But inside is not the same light blue clothes as the others, it is a small set of armor.

Wei Pingye brought it over, fearing that His Majesty would make a fuss about wearing it.

The children glanced at it: "Like fish scales."

Yang Bianzhang said: "There is no spare clothes, only this one."

Rongrong said to Tomato: "Tomato, this is the armor my grandfather made for me. Do you want to wear armor? It's cool."

Tomato thought about it, but still hesitated.

It's even more troublesome for others, and it's even troublesome for Rong Rong's grandpas.

but……

He nodded gently: "Okay..."

"I think the armor is very cool..." Rong Rong thought for a while, "Why don't we change clothes, my grandpa is wearing armor today, I want to wear the same clothes as him."

Tomato's eyes were red, and he raised his head: "Really?"

"Really, I want to wear the armor and take pictures with my grandfather. In the afternoon, we can switch back and wear it for half a day."

Tomato nodded vigorously: "Okay, thank you, Rongrong."

Rong Rong smiled at him, showing her small teeth: "You're welcome, we want to help each other."

Jiji suddenly said: "Shaggy, I want to help each other with you!"

This little armor is so cool, he wants to try it too.

Rong Rong wrung her fingers and did the math: "Then you have to line up and I'll wear it for you tomorrow."

"..."

The bathroom door was closed, Eunuch Cheng sat on a small bench, Rong Rong stood in front of him, obediently took off his clothes.

Yang Bianzhang stood beside him and was in charge of helping.

He took the little clothes that Rong Rong had replaced, and asked: "Your Majesty really doesn't want to wear that clothes?"

Rong Rong nodded: "Yes, I used to wear it often, but I don't like it anymore."

When he was in the Taoist temple, he always wore clothes like this, of course they were all worn out, not as new as this one.

Rong Rong raised her head: "And I don't really want to wear it, I still prefer the clothes my grandpa made for me!"

Yang Bianzhang touched Rongrong's little head, and Eunuch Cheng helped him put on the soft coat——

Wei Pingye looked rough, but in fact he was quite careful with his young majesty, and even prepared the clothes to wear under the armor.

Rong Rong raised her hand obediently, and continued, "And he's a tomato!"

The two grandpas asked suspiciously, "What happened to the tomato?"

Rong Rong asked a question very seriously: "If Tomato is sad and we don't have any tomatoes to eat, what should we do?"

"..." The grandpas twitched their mouths. Was it because of this?

In the eyes of the young majesty, tomato is equal to the god of tomato.

If the tomato is not happy, all tomatoes in the world will be extinct.

That would be bad!

Yang Bianzhang tried his best to keep up with the imaginative child: "Your Majesty, if it's for eating tomatoes, it doesn't have to be like this. Tomatoes are different from tomatoes."

"Different?" Rong Rong raised his head, blinking his eyes suspiciously.

"Ah."

Rong Rong tilted her head: "It's the same, when Tomato is crying, her face turns red, exactly the same as Tomato."

"..." Taifu Yang was speechless, and after a long while, he said, "That's all."

When you grow up, you will understand it naturally.

Don't force it.

Eunuch Cheng smiled and helped His Majesty put on the wrist guard.

Considering that His Majesty is still young, the armor that Wei Pingye personally made for him is very light, and it doesn't weigh much on his body.

Putting on her armor, Rong Rong stepped on her boots, ran out "bang bang bang", and said to her friends, "I'm coming!"

Tomato also got dressed, adjusted his blushing face from crying, and waved to him.

Rong Rong walked among the friends: "Let's go."

A sky street runs through the north and south of Taoyuan Ancient Town, and a long river runs through it in the east-west direction, covering a large area.

His Majesty Rong Rong was wearing armor and walking on Tianjie, "the emperor's personal conquest".

The entourage includes: Yang Bianzhang Yang Taifu, the personal eunuch Cheng Gonggong, two teachers, proton Xieci, and countless friends.

Innumerable means more than ten.

Because your Majesty can only count to ten now, in the Daliang Dynasty, anything over ten was called "innumerable".

Inside Rong Rong was wearing a dark blue robe, black boots, and a brown miniature armor with leather edges, and a silver breastplate on his chest.

They came out of the hotel and walked across the stone bridge.

At this time, the ancient town has been opened, but the performance has not yet started, and there are some tourists on the street.

Rong Rong originally walked in front with his friends, but he soon discovered that he was a bit of a draw.

The tourists smiled at him: "Young general, you are so cute."

Rong Rong was shy, turned her head, and ran back to find her grandfather: "Grandpa..."

He hid behind the grandpas, hugged his leg, and walked with him.

Rong Rong touched his little armor: "Grandpa, can I take off the armor first?"

Eunuch Cheng knew that he was shy, but he still saved enough face for him: "Is Your Majesty hot?"

Rong Rong nodded: "Yes."

"Then take off the armor first, the blue clothes inside can also be worn outside."

The venue for the performance is Dongmen Square, where a large circular stage has long been set up.

The performance is free, and there are already some audience members sitting in the audience.

When they went backstage, the eggplant seemed to see someone, turned around and said to Tac, "Tac, your parents are here."

Sting ignored him, folded his hands, and let out a "hum".

Rong Rong was a little curious, and poked her head out: "Where is where? Where are the stabbing 'Mom and Dad'?"

Eggplant pointed to him: "It's over there."

In the front row under the stage, sat a couple.

Because of the regulations of the orphanage, outsiders are not allowed to visit the children during the non-visiting days, and Cicada is determined to live in the orphanage, otherwise he will not eat or sleep.

So they just bought a house next to the orphanage to live in, to ensure that they can come over whenever they are needed.

Today Cinci is going to perform, and they came here early.

The piercing "Daddy" was looking at them in a formal suit.

Thorny's mother was also wearing a graceful dress and a straw hat, pointing at them with her mobile phone, trying to take pictures of them, and waving at them.

They are all young, and they are trying their best to show the most cordial smiles to the children, but if you look closely, you can see a faint tiredness in their eyes.

Rong Rong also smiled at them and waved her little hand.

The piercing "Mom and Dad" look so beautiful.

But before Rongrong finished waving his hand, Jiji hugged him: "Let's go."

"Oh."

Trick's mother, Mrs. Xie kept smiling, watched them walk backstage, took the opportunity to take a few photos for them, then called up the photos, zoomed in, and touched Trick's little face on the screen.

Mr. Xie turned his head, put his arms around his wife's shoulders, and comforted her: "Jinci just left us for too long, and suffered too much hardship as a child. The doctor said that he is more relaxed in an environment with many peers. , he gets stressed when he sees adults. He has a general rejection of all adults, not just us."

"Tomorrow is the visiting day. Let's take him out to play and develop a relationship. He will slowly accept us."

"I know, I feel sorry for him, I'm not angry with him." Mrs. Xie smiled, and pressed the screen of her phone, "Look, this kid is also very cute, Trick seems to like him quite a bit."

On the screen, Jiji gritted his teeth, hugged Rongrong, and dragged him away!

Backstage.

The children's program is the first program after the opening program, so the teacher has already led them to stand in line.

Jiji folded her hands, kept a straight face, and said nothing.

Standing side by side with him, Rong Rong turned her head and tugged on his sleeve: "Jing, what's wrong with you?"

"Humph."

Citing didn't speak, Rong Rong raised his head to look at him, carefully studying his expression: "Jingting, are you angry?"

Jiji spit out two words briefly: "No."

Rong Rong was puzzled.

But Citing didn't speak any more, until the opening dance was almost over and they were about to go on stage, Citing just tugged Rongrong's sleeve.

"The emperor is the worst person in the world." Citing said seriously.

"But they are not emperors."

"Yes."

Proton's father is the emperor!

But before Jiji could explain to Rongrong, they were about to go on stage.

Rong Rong and Ji Ting turned their heads back, followed the team in front, and walked up the steps.

Teacher Wen was afraid that they would trip up next to the stage, so he helped them up one by one.

Then--

Teacher Wen helped all the children up, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and turned around to look.

? ! ! !

The eggplant who led the team took steps, leading the whole team, and walked towards the opposite side of the stage in a daze.

He's almost gone!

Teacher Wen immediately rushed to the stage, pulled him back, and brought him back to the center of the stage.

The audience below laughed in good faith, and Mrs. Xie's hand holding the camera trembled slightly.

Rongrong is wearing a dark blue dress, which is in harmony with everyone's light blue.He stood in the middle of the first row, with a microphone suitable for his height in front of him.

Sting stood behind him, stalked a little closer, and blew into the microphone.

The microphone made a strange sound, Rong Rong immediately turned around and said to him in a low voice: "Jing Ting, don't make trouble."

Just as Jiji was about to speak, other friends were just about to persuade the fight. At this time, the accompaniment music played in the background, and they immediately quieted down and entered the state of singing.

The children swayed gently to the music, pursed their lips, and "hummed" softly to the accompaniment.

After the accompaniment ended, they entered the singing part. They all opened their mouths, and their childish voices were amplified by the microphone.

"Chun Mian Bujuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-"

Mrs. Xie took the mobile phone, pointed the camera at Jiji and Rongrong, and took a picture of the two children with their mouths wide open.

She had a hunch that Trick would definitely like this photo.

When they finished singing, the audience applauded earnestly. At this time, a kid who was about their age shouted: "One more song!"

Teacher Wen, who was about to take them down, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Jiji turned his head and said into the microphone: "Okay, then come again..."

In the next second, Rong Rong covered his mouth in time.

Teacher Wen breathed a sigh of relief, well done, Rongrong!

Another second later, Rong Rong said: "Jing, not yet..."

His voice was also amplified by the microphone, Rong Rong quickly covered his mouth, and said in a low voice: "The music hasn't been played yet, we can play another song only after the music is played."

Teacher Wen:? ? ?

Thorn took it seriously, and raised his hand: "Twisting!" (the first sound)

Teacher Wen was in a complicated mood, and silently turned off the microphone, and asked Teacher Wang to take the other children off, while she held one in each hand, carrying Rong Rong and Cici off the stage.

She miscalculated, she forgot to teach them not to "play another song" on stage.

Rong Rong and Ji Ting were hugged by the teacher, lying on the teacher's shoulders, their flesh was squeezed out from their rosy cheeks.

Huh, Rong Rong Ting Ting missed the chance of "one more song".

The audience below were so cute by the two of them: "Let him sing! Let him sing!"

A few minutes later, the children came out from the backstage, sat down obediently on the small benches in front of the stage, and watched the performance.

This is the benefit provided by Taoyuan Ancient Town for them. They can watch the performance in a special seat, and they can also make snacks with Guliang's characteristic noodle fruit and meow milk.

This is the reward for acting.Singing is very tiring for children, and they must replenish their physical strength.

Rong Rong and Ji Jian ate ancient noodles and drank modern milk, feeling very good.

"Ting Ting, I found out, take a bite of the fruit first, then don't swallow it, store it here first—" Rong Rong puffed up her cheeks like a squirrel, "take another sip of milk."

He shook his little head to mix the noodles and milk evenly.

Rong Rong sighed: "It's delicious!"

Your Majesty's original way of eating.

Sting hesitated a little: "But it's silly."

"No, you can try it." Rong Rong said seriously, "Otherwise you will regret it."

"Really?" Jiji tried to eat a mouthful of fruit, and then a mouthful of milk, shaking it and mixing it evenly.

Liting's eyes lit up: "Really!"

This method was spread widely, and not long after, Mr. Wen was shocked again.

All the kids started shaking their heads.

These children can create new surprises for the teacher every day...

On the stage, colorful dance skirts swirl.

The children watched the performance carefully, and the dancing sister gave each of them a small flower.

In the middle of the show, Tirina's parents gently stepped forward, trying to say a few words to Tin Tin.

Mrs. Xie said softly: "Trick, mom and dad took photos for you and other children, and when the time comes, they will be developed and made into a photo album for you, okay?"

Jiji clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves, and nodded awkwardly: "Yeah."

Mrs. Xie smiled at him, lightly touched his shoulder with her fingers, and asked again: "What do you mean by 'twisting'?"

Jiji was a little stiff, and sat forward a little, avoiding the touch.

Rong Rong held his hand, and Tingting's hand was sweaty and wet.

He turned his head and showed a big smile to Mrs. Xie: "Trick Mama, 'twisting' means 'music', and it's a foreign language."

"Ah?" Madam Xie paused.

Oh, it seems to be music.

Old English from Rong Rong and Ting Ting.