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

This afternoon, Rong Rong and Cicada were playing in the open space downstairs in the community.

Cheng Zhiyuan and Jiji's father sat on the bench and watched them.

Rong Rong rode a scooter and slid in front of Cheng Zhiyuan: "Grandpa, Rong Rong is getting hot."

"Is it hot?"

Cheng Zhinian understood, helped Rong Rong take off his coat, and then took a towel to help him wipe the sweat off his face.

Tac's father looked at Tac and asked, "Tac, you're hot..."

Ting took off his coat, picked up a towel and wiped his face: "Okay."

"it is good."

What an independent child.

Sting is riding a bicycle, turning his head: "Shaggy, let's start from here and see who gets to the front line first."

"Yeah." Rong Rong looked back, "I have to turn first."

Rong Rong rode a scooter, holding the handlebars, circled a large circle in the open space, and turned around.

"I am back."

"..." Jiji turned his head, "Father, you shout 'three two one departure'."

"Okay." Citing's father smiled, "Three two one, let's go!"

Rongrong and Jiji rushed out, Rongrong kicked hard, and Jiji kicked hard too.

The two children secretly looked at each other from time to time to see if the other had surpassed themselves.

Rush!

The two rushed across the line at the same time, and turned back: "One more time."

"Okay." Rong Rong held the handlebar and made a big circle, ready to turn around.

Suddenly, Rong Rong stopped: "Huh?"

Jiji turned her head: "Shaggy?"

Rong Rong pointed to the front: "Grandpa Yang is back."

Yang Bizhang was pushing his bicycle, accompanied by a young college student.

Rong Rong abandoned the car and ran forward: "Grandpa!"

Yang Bizhang touched his little head, Rong Rong hugged Yang Bizhang's hand, and walked with him, then looked at the college student next to him, thought for a while, and shouted: "Hello, brother, I'm Rong Rong. "

The college student smiled and nodded politely: "Hello, kid, I am a student of Professor Yang, and my name is Wang Ning."

Yang Bianzhang took out a small bag of fried chestnuts from his pocket: "Give it to Your Majesty."

"Thank you, grandpa." Rong Rong ran back carrying the chestnuts and showed them to Ting Ting, "Ting Ting, let's eat together."

The fried chestnuts were put in Yang Bianzhang's pocket, they were still warm and smelled delicious.

Rong Rong and Ting Ting put the fried chestnuts on the table, and slowly opened the chestnut shells with their little hands, without any help from adults.

Yang Bianzhang led the students forward, and he brought them back, of course he had greeted Cheng Zhijin in advance.

College student Chao Cheng Zhinian and Cicada's father said hello politely: "Hello, I am a student of Professor Yang, and my name is Wang Ning."

Yang Bizhang said to Cheng Zhijin: "I packed vegetables from the school cafeteria, and bought some cooked food on the way, so I don't need you to cook today."

Cheng Zhijin nodded: "Jiji's father also bought a lot of vegetables."

The two turned their heads: "Rongrong, Tac, we are going upstairs."

"Here we come." Rongrong and Citan gathered up the peeled chestnut shells and threw them into the trash can.

Cheng Zhijin squeezed the little hands of the two children: "I peeled them for a long time and didn't eat any of them?"

"……Um."

Rong Rong looked at him aggrievedly.

Citing said seriously: "Our hands are too small, and the chestnuts are too big, so it's too difficult to peel."

"Let's go, go back and grandpa will peel it for you."

Back home, Yang Bizhang put all the bought vegetables on the plate.

Wang Ning sat on the sofa cautiously, looking back at the kitchen from time to time: "Teacher, do you want me to help?"

"No, just sit down for a while."

"it is good."

With a chestnut in his mouth, Rong Rong's cheeks were bulging, he grabbed two chestnuts with his chubby hands, and walked up to him: "Brother, I'll eat it for you."

Wang Ning took it with her hand and thanked politely: "Thank you."

Rong Rong waved his hand: "You're welcome."

Jiji also came over, slowly peeling the chestnuts.

Wang Ning was a little nervous, Rong Rong supported her head and looked at him curiously: "Brother, what are you doing at our house?"

"Ah... this..." Wang Ning was super nervous, "Brother's homework..."

Rong Rong suddenly realized: "Brother, you didn't finish your homework and were brought back by Grandpa Yang."

Wang Ning wiped the sweat off her face: "Almost..."

His thesis outline was a little unclear, and it happened that it was time for dinner again, so he came back with Professor Yang.

Unexpectedly, Professor Yang's family has a scary little moron!

In autumn, he sweated a lot.

Rong Rong thought for a while and said to him seriously: "Brother, I will help you tell Grandpa Yang not to kill you."

"Thank you."

Yang Bianzhang came out of the kitchen: "Your Majesty?"

Rong Rong turned her head and blinked her eyes: "Huh?"

"Don't speak ill of grandpa, come here and get you and the little prickly bowl."

"it is good."

Rong Rong and Ji Ci held hands, walked into the kitchen, and received the tableware.

Yang Bianzhang took out a small children's bowl from the cupboard, paired it with a spoon, and handed it to them.

"Thank you grandpa."

"Thank you, Grandpa Rongrong."

Wang Ning was behind Rong Rong and Ji Ting: "Thank you Professor."

"..."

After dinner, Rongrong and Jici played with the little train in the living room.

Yang Bizhang took out a few books from the room, and Wang Ning sat in front of the table in the living room, opened her schoolbag, took out the computer, and opened the thesis outline.

Yang Bianzhang put on his glasses, opened the book, and pointed out the problem in a low voice.

Wang Ning held a pen and paper, answering questions and taking notes.

Rong Rong and Ji Ting looked at each other, and drove a small train, sneaking past.

They are a little curious, what is the homework like in college?Want to draw?Still writing?

Kindergarten also has homework. The teacher asked them to draw their favorite toys.

Rong Rong and Cicada supported their heads, curiously listening to what Yang Bizhang and Wang Ning were talking about.

"You want to write about food culture, but the current textual research in Guliang is still far behind..."

Rong Rong shook her head, she didn't understand, it was like a password.

"……dessert……"

Suddenly, Rong Rong caught a word he could understand, and his eyes lit up.

Yang Bianzhang saw him and asked him with a smile: "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Rong Rong said seriously: "Dim sum, Grandpa Cheng can make dim sum, and Grandpa Cheng can help brother with his homework."

Cheng Zhijin came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes when he saw Wang Ning and Rong Rong getting together.

Rong Rong is introducing: "This is ginger candy, spicy; this is red date cake, delicious..."

Wang Ning turned her head and looked at Cheng Zhijin with bright eyes.

Cheng Zhinian:? ? ?

Cheng Zhijin sat down on the sofa, a little nervous: "Can I do it too?"

"Of course, we can be regarded as a strong alliance. At that time, I would like to thank you at the beginning."

Rong Rong supported her head, blinked her eyes, and showed a happy smile.

Great!Grandpa Cheng is so cool!

Jici crossed her hands and looked at Rongrong, Grandpa Rongrong must have done it on purpose, Furry couldn't tell yet.

Jiji supported her head, and was with Rongrong.

Fluffy is a little fool, and Thorn is a little smart.

Under the introduction of Yang Bianzhang, Cheng Zhiyuan opened up his career line.

He and Wang Ning restored the ancient Liang dim sum together, Wang Ning was in charge of reading the documents, and Cheng Zhiyuan was in charge of making them.

They have also reached a cooperation with professors of food majors and are preparing for mass production.

The only bad thing is——

Grandpa Cheng has become busy, and there is no grandpa hamster to play house with Rongrong the hamster.

In the evening, Rong Rong and Tic were out of school, and they went to Tic's house to play together.

Rongrong was wearing a furry hat, sitting on the carpet: "Tin, you are now a hamster."

Jiji said seriously: "I don't want to be Jiji the hamster, I want to be Jiji the hedgehog."

Rong Rong pursed her mouth: "Woo..."

Tic's mother just came in with the cut fruit: "It's okay, Rong Rong, Tic is not a hamster, Auntie is Auntie, Auntie is Auntie hamster."

Rong Rong was happy, and raised her head: "Auntie."

"Auntie Hamster brought fruit to Rongrong the Hamster and Jiji the Hedgehog."

"Thank you, Auntie Hamster."

Stinging helplessly: "Thank you, Mom."

Cici's mother is on vacation, until the beginning of next year, she can stay at home with Cici and Rongrong.

Cicada's mother put the cut fruits in bowls and gave them a bowl for each person.

She touched Tricky's little head, and then pinched Rongrong's little face.

"Hamster Rongrong, how about staying at Auntie Hamster's house at night?"

Rong Rong thought for a while, the grandfathers are busy with work recently, today it was Grandpa Yang who picked him up, they were supposed to have dinner together at Cicada's house, but later, Grandpa Yang answered a phone call and left.

If he came home, he would ask his grandpa to coax him to sleep, which would be a bit troublesome for grandpa.

So Rong Rong nodded: "Okay."

"Then auntie will call grandpa later."

"Ah."

Trick's mother held her face and looked at them, it was so cute!

After eating the fruit, my mother called grandpa.

Rong Rong held the mobile phone: "Yes, Rong Rong wants to play with Cicada, grandpas, just work hard, Rong Rong can coax herself to sleep."

He patted his little chest and insisted on sleeping in Tia's house. It's not uncommon for him to do so before, so the grandpas let him go.

Rongrong hung up the phone with a fleshy face, turned her head, and continued to play with Tingting.

Jiji drove a convertible luxury car, passing by calmly: "Hairy, get in the car."

"coming!"

In the evening, Rongrong and Cicada took a bath together.

In the bathroom, the heating and lights were turned on, and Rongrong and Jiji were wearing children's shower caps and sitting side by side in the big bathtub.

Jiji's father is in charge of Jiji, and Jiji's mother is in charge of Rongrong, wiping them with children's towels.

Jiji stretched out his little hand and poked Rongrong's belly: "Shaggy, you've grown fleshy."

Rong Rong was confident and confident, and also poked his stomach: "My grandfather said, we need to grow more meat in autumn, so that we won't be afraid of the cold in winter."

Jiji looked down at himself.

Well, eating snacks every day is much better than before, and they all gained a little weight.

Cicada's mother said: "Plus you exercise more, so you won't be afraid of the cold in winter."

"Okay." Rong Rong twisted.

Jiji dipped his little hands in some water, and flicked the biu on Rongrong's face: "Launch!"

Rong Rong turned her head and also raised her hand, Biubiu bounced on Ji Ting's body: "Bounce back!"

The two cubs laughed and played each other.

"emission!"

"Bounce! Bounce!"

The adults carried them out of the bathtub, wrapped them in bath towels, and wiped the water off their bodies.

Jiji said: "Shaggy, you are a little fat fish."

Holding the bath towel, Rong Rong puffed up her cheeks: "No!"

"biu—"

The two of them were still playing each other.

Cicada's mother had no choice but to take the fluffy pajamas and put them on: "Will you play it after wiping it all clean?"

Ting stretched out his hand, touched the fur on the pajamas, and Rongrong also touched his clothes: "Ting, the fur can change color, look——"

Squeeze the fur over, and back again.

so fun.

The two of them wiped their feet—all four feet clean, put on furry slippers, and ran out of the bathroom.

"After taking a shower, you should immediately go to bed and lie down, cover the quilt, or you will catch a cold."

"Know it!"

Rongrong and Jiji secretly played with the little train for three seconds, then climbed onto the bed and covered themselves with the quilt.

For three seconds, it shouldn't be discovered.

The weather is very cold today, and the cold wind is blowing outside the window.

There was a warm orange night light in the room.

Rong Rong obediently lay flat on the bed, and Tac helped him compact the quilt.

"Okay, it's your turn."

Then Tac lay down, Rongrong got up, and helped Tac to compact the quilt.

"Okay."

Rongrong lay down again, and Jiji got up again, pressing the quilt tightly.

When Cicada's mother came in, she saw such a scene.

The volume and thorn that press the quilt together, the eighth wonder of the world, the perpetual motion machine was invented by two three-year-old children.

Cici's mother pressed the two of them on the bed: "Okay, okay, I'll come, I'll come."

The two children lay down obediently, and Cicada's mother covered them with quilts and told them fairy tales.

"Good night, Tingting, good night, Rong Rong."

"Good night."

Trick's mother turned off the light, and exited lightly.

Of course Rongrong and Cicada couldn't fall asleep yet, they closed their eyes, slept for a while, and couldn't help talking.

Rong Rong stretched out her small hand, touched Ting Ting, and asked in a low voice: "Ting Ting, can I turn over?"

Sting said: "Of course it can."

"But as soon as I turn over, the wind will blow in."

Originally, the quilt was compacted, but when Rong Rong turned over, there was a gap, the outside air poured in, it was colder than the inside of the quilt, Rong Rong felt that there was wind blowing in.

Jiji said, "It's okay, I'll press it for you again."

"Okay." Rong Rong turned over, "Thank you for the stab."

Citing helped him press the quilt, and then lay back.

Just as Rong Rong was about to get up, he was held down by him: "I don't need it, don't move around, the wind will come in again later."

"it is good."

Rongrong and Cici faced each other, talking in a low voice.

"Sting, what are we going to play tomorrow?"

The biggest worry for children is what to play tomorrow.

Cici said: "I want to combine the game of hide-and-seek with the game of catching people. When the count reaches one hundred, everyone hides first, and then when the count reaches two hundred, those who are not caught can start to run..."

Rong Rong shook his head: "Tin Tin, everyone can't count to two hundred, and you can't either."

"..." Sting was so helpless.

He is used to being annoyed by Furry every day.

There is nothing to be angry, too lazy to be angry.

They were talking, Rong Rong closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep.

But he still insisted on cheering up, and asked in a low voice: "Trick, let's invent a game that we can play with grandpa, shall we?"

Trick asked: "Do you want to play with your grandpa? Do you miss your grandpa?"

Rongrong originally only had a little thought, but when the thorn was pierced, "a little thought" suddenly became more.

"Hmm..." Rong Rong's eyes were red, she lay on the pillow, and whispered, "I've thought about it a little bit."

Grandpa is too busy with work, he is very sensible, but he also misses grandpa.

"Then let's go to the company to find your grandfather tomorrow. I can ask my mother to take us there..."

As soon as Citing mentioned mother, Madam Xie gently pushed the door open.

She asked in a low voice: "Tian'er, what's the matter? I seem to hear you guys talking."

Jiting took a look at Rongrong, Rongrong had red eyes, red nose, and red cheeks, she looked very pitiful.

He just wanted his mother to take them to the company tomorrow, but look at Rongrong...

Jiji said: "Mom, it's okay, we are talking about cartoons."

"Well, don't talk too late, go to bed early."

"it is good."

The door was closed again, Jiji lay down and hugged Rongrong.

"Don't you want to tell my mother?"

"I don't want to." Rong Rong shook his head, "Auntie will call Grandpa, I think that villain on the phone is too scary."

"why?"

"Grandpa's voice, repeated on the phone, becomes very strange." Rongrong rubbed his eyes, "It will make the eyes sore."

"Okay, then I'll talk to my mother tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Rong Rong closed her eyes.

Cici thought for a while, and decided to make him happy: "Shaggy, let me tell you a joke, you are Shaggy, and the clothes you wear are also Shaggy, and Shaggy wears Shaggy."

"Furry with a fuzzy quilt."

"Shaggy wears furry slippers."

Citing hugged her stomach: "Hahaha! It's so funny!"

After a while, Jiji looked down, Rongrong had been lulled to sleep by his joke.

This is a proof of the strength of Brother Thorn, who is a master of cold jokes at the age of three.