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

furniture Mall.

Yang Bizhang and Cheng Zhiyuan walked in front, Wei Pingye carried Rong Rong on his shoulders, and obediently followed behind.

Wei Hirano tried to convince them: "It's really pretty, and both my Majesty and I think it looks pretty."

Rong Rong nodded vigorously: "Well, it looks good."

Yang Bianzhang didn't speak, his frowning brows tightened even more.

Wei Hirano continued: "It's really beautiful, the country is beautiful and heavenly."

"Yeah, Xiangxiang."

For a TV background wall, Wei Hirano can still use idioms.

Suddenly, Rong Rong saw something again: "Wow, Grandpa!"

Wei Hirano looked in the direction he pointed.

It was a large irregular coffee table, hollowed out in the middle, filled with large peonies and gold powder, filled and sealed with glue or something like that.

Peony, gold powder.

The favorite of Rongrong and Wei Hirano.

Yang Bianzhang turned his head, and the two ran away again.

"Grandpa, it's so beautiful."

"Grandpa thinks so too."

There are matching tea sets on the coffee table, small colored cups, and small fish inside.

"Wow!"

In the next second, Rong Rong was taken away by Cheng Zhiyuan, and Wei Pingye was dragged away by Yang Bizhang.

Yang Bizhang and Cheng Zhijin continued to go shopping, Rong Rong sat on the rocking cart at the entrance of the store, shaking happily, Wei Pingye supported his head, hung His Majesty's small water bottle around his neck, and carried a small schoolbag on his back.

Your Majesty is still silly, they are both deprived of the right to participate in the decoration of the new house.

Rong Rong said, "Grandpa, let's wait here for Grandpa Yang and Grandpa Cheng to come out."

"Yes."

"Will Grandpa Yang buy a flower wall?"

"will not."

"Will Grandpa Yang buy a flower table?"

"will not."

Rong Rong and Wei Hirano looked at each other, sighed, alas.

"Then I want to buy a rocking car, can I?"

"Ask Grandpa Yang, he is in charge of money."

The renovation of the new house will take some time.

Today is a school day, and Rong Rong is going to school.

During the free time in the morning, Rongrong, Cicada, and the students from the Little Xingxing class sat on the grass and chatted.

Rong Rong seriously described the big flower she liked to the students: "It's very beautiful, the flower is bigger than my face, it's bright red, and there's golden glitter, twinkling—"

Eggplant whispered: "I saw this kind of wall in my grandfather's house, I don't think so..." He tried his best to be tactful: "It's not very pretty."

Tomato also nodded: "I saw it at my grandma's house."

Tomato was just adopted this year. He just came to kindergarten and happened to be in the little star class.

Aunt Tian, ​​who originally adopted tomatoes, was afraid that tomatoes would not adapt well to kindergarten life, and also worried that kindergarten children would not accept tomatoes.

result--

As soon as they heard that Tomato came from the orphanage, their eyes lit up, and they crowded around him and asked him, "Then you must know eggplant, Rongrong and Cricket? Wow, the orphanage is so cool."

Tomatoes are not uncomfortable at all!

Rong Rong pursed her lips: "Okay."

Jiji said seriously: "Furry, I think it's very pretty."

Rong Rong cheered up, and high-fived Ting.

"By the way, my new home is very close to Trick's new home, and I can invite you to come and play."

Friends said: "Your hometown is also very close."

"You have been living together and have never been separated."

Jiji hugged Rongrong: "That's right, you don't have a good friend who lives together all the time, do you? You are so pitiful..."

In the next second, Jiji was besieged by sound waves from his friends.

"Brother Thorn! We are not pitiful!"

"My father said that there are very few good friends who live together all the time, and it's pitiful to have none!"

A few months later, the new house was decorated and the smell was almost gone. The grandpas took Rongrong to visit.

Rong Rong was wearing a small mask, and hung a newly purchased toy camera around his neck. He held Cheng Zhijin's hand and stood in front of the small wooden door.

"Grandpa, is this really our home? Will we go to the wrong home?"

Children always have weird worries.

"That's right." Cheng Zhijin pointed to the house number hanging by the door and taught him to recognize the house number, "No. [-] Rongjing Garden is our new home."

Rongrong hid behind his grandfather worriedly and curiously: "Then grandpa is here to open the door."

"Okay, Grandpa open the door."

Pushing open the small wooden door, there is a long stone road with grass and gardens on both sides, and there are swings under the trees.

"Wow." Rong Rong was impressed by the beauty of the small garden, and forgot that it might be "other people's house", let go of her grandfather's hand, and ran in along the stone road.

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "There are peonies planted in the garden, your Majesty's favorite, and you will be able to see them when they grow out next year."

Rong Rong raised her hand: "Okay!"

Wei Pingye asked him: "Your Majesty, do you know what a peony is?"

Rong Rong said confidently: "I don't know!"

What Grandpa Cheng said is good, good!

Wei Pingye laughed, walked to the swing under the tree, tugged on the hemp rope, it was very stable.

"Little Majesty is here to play on the swing, Grandpa pushes."

"Okay." Rong Rong responded, trotting forward along the stone road.

Wei Pingye carried him to the swing, and gently pushed him: "Is it fun?"

"Fun!"

"Grandpa Wei pierced it himself."

"Wow!" Rong Rong twitched happily, "Grandpa push again, push again."

Wei Pingye gave the other two grandfathers a look of embarrassment, then turned around and rolled up his sleeves: "Push again."

10 minutes later—

Wei Pingye looked helpless: "Little Majesty, have you finished playing? We haven't visited yet."

"Grandpa Wei, push again."

"Do you want to play here all morning? I'm a little grinder."

"Play for another 1 minutes."

"Okay, okay." Wei Pingye pinched his watch, and 1 minute later, he hugged Rong Rong who was growing on the swing, "Let's go."

Rong Rong stood on tiptoe, held the doorknob, and pushed open the door of the house.

"Wow!"

The first floor is the living room, kitchen and dining room, the second floor is the work area and Rongrong's toy room, the third floor is the living area, and Rongrong's small bedroom is in the attic.

The decoration is very old-fashioned and antique.

Rong Rong held her own toy camera, clicking and pretending to take pictures.

"Grandpa, our family is like the one on TV."

Then Rong Rong held on to the handrail of the stairs and slowly climbed upstairs to see her toy room and attic bedroom.

The toy room is covered with colorful foam carpets, and there are several rattan boxes and model trains on the floor, all of which are Rong Rong's small toys.

Rong Rong took off her shoes, ran in, and touched her new toy carefully.

Yang Bianzhang led him by the hand: "Let's go, let's go to the bedroom."

Rongrong must live in the small attic, the grandpas have nothing to do with him, they can only pretend for him.

Just like in the story, there is a wooden staircase leading to the attic.

Rong Rong held on to the handrail and climbed up the wooden stairs. On the door was a sign of a "fluffy" ball painted by Rong Rong himself.

The attic was not short at all, and it was more than enough for Wei Hirano to stand up straight.

The wallpaper of the little blue moon, and the glass lamp with the boat in the drifting bottle.

A large soft bed, a table and small chairs for entertaining guests, custom-made beveled cabinets.

The bed is in the shape of a cradle, the table is in the shape of a tree stump, and the small chair is in the shape of a mushroom.

Rong Rong couldn't even say "Wow".

Rong Rong turned around and hugged Cheng Zhiyuan: "Thank you grandpa, it's so beautiful."

"Go in and have a look."

"it is good."

Rong Rong touched here, touched there, and finally touched her own bed, and suddenly sighed.

Wei Pingye asked him: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Rong Rong said seriously: "I don't want to sleep on the bed."

"Where does your Majesty want to sleep? On the floor?"

"Hmm——" Rong Rong shook her head, "I want to sleep on hay, people in cartoons sleep on hay, and when they sleep on hay, they will have fragrant dreams."

"What? Licorice?" Wei Pingye thought of licorice plums, and His Majesty wanted to sleep on the plums!

The little little majesty, holding Huamei, floated up and down in the glass, floated up and down.

Looking at his expression, Yang Bianzhang didn't know what he was thinking, and felt a little helpless: "I don't know what you are thinking, but what your Majesty said is definitely not what you think."

"It doesn't matter if you can't sleep on hay, you can have sweet dreams if you sleep here." Rong Rong asked curiously, "Grandpa, do you know the people in the cartoon?"

"Grandpa doesn't know him." Cheng Zhiyuan said, "It was His Majesty who took Grandpa with him, and Grandpa got to know cartoons."

Rong Rong touched the little mushroom on the table: "Ah? Grandpa doesn't know him, so how can he buy things from cartoons?"

"Because of grandpa..." It's a bit hard to say, the ancient people are not very good at saying this.

Rong Rong thought back to the bedtime script her grandfather read to herself: "Well... Grandpa, I know, it's because of love, grandpa loves me, that he gave me a beautiful room."

It's too straightforward.

The grandpas blushed collectively.

Although they know this is okay to say, they are still a little uncomfortable.

Rong Rong hugged Cheng Zhijin's neck, and poked his cheek shyly: "Thank you, Grandpa Cheng, Rong Rong loves Grandpa Cheng."

He let go of Cheng Zhijin, ran to Yang Bizhang's side, and tugged at Yang Bizhang's sleeve.

Yang Bianzhang understood, and squatted down in front of him reservedly.

Wei Pingye quickly leaned over: "Grandpa Yang is not ready yet, Grandpa Wei first."

Grandpa Wei can't wait!

Yang Bianzhang frowned and looked at him.

"Grandpa Yang will go first."

Rong Rong opened her small hands, put her left arm around Yang Bizhang's neck, and her right hand around Wei Pingye's neck, and kissed them respectively.

"Rong Rong loves Grandpa Yang, and Rong Rong loves Grandpa Wei."

Loud!crisp!

No, it's too cute and touching.

Wei Pingye clutched his heart, he couldn't breathe anymore.

Rongrong was also a little bit shy, and immediately let go after the kiss, and ran to visit other places.

Rong Rong stood in front of the window, not far from the attic of another family.

Tac was playing with toys inside, Rong Rong stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously at him: "Hello! Tac!"

Sting also waved at him: "Shaggy, I'll go play with you!"

"it is good."

Rong Rong turned around, and saw the three grandpas blushing, clearing their throats, trying to calm down in their own way.

calm down.

They are all people who have seen the world.

At 23:[-] p.m., His Majesty visited the newly built palace, expressed great affirmation to the work of the three grandpas, and sent three copies of "Cute and Desperate Bobo".

Note: Grandpa Wei's popping is louder than the other two grandpas.

Re-note: The previous article was written by Wei Hirano himself.

A few minutes later, Jiji's mother took Jiji and rang the doorbell outside.

Citing's mother was puzzled: "Isn't Grandpa Rong Rong at home? Why didn't anyone come out to answer the door?"

Sting shook his head, and suddenly got excited: "Could it be that Furry met a bad guy?!"

The prickly intuition was not wrong.

In the attic--

"No One Survived"

After the house was renovated, for safety reasons, it was left for a few more months to diffuse the smell.

In spring, Rong Rong and grandpa moved in.

On the last night of living in his hometown, Rong Rong and his grandpas were packing up.

Rong Rong's small box was placed on the ground, and Rong Rong sat on the bed, neatly arranged and folded her small clothes.

Cheng Zhijin sat opposite him: "Your Majesty, do you remember? When your Majesty was going to the orphanage, grandpa taught you to fold clothes, but when you folded them, you folded yourself in."

"Huh?" Rong Rong shook his head, "I don't remember."

Rong Rong knelt and sat on the bed, she leaned forward, trying to grab the sleeve, but she turned over again, and turned forward.

Cheng Zhiyuan caught him skillfully: "That's it."

After packing up the things, Rong Rong and the grandpas slept in the old house for the last night.

Still the same as before, Yang Bizhang and Wei Pingye slept together, and Cheng Zhiyuan took Rong Rong with him.

After turning off the light, Rong Rong hid under the quilt and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, I think... my hometown is also very beautiful."

Cheng Zhijin patted him lightly, coaxing him to sleep: "Your Majesty, do you want to sleep in your hometown?"

"Yeah." Rong Rong nodded, "Rong Rong wants to stay in her hometown, and doesn't want to go to her new home. Rong Rong likes her hometown."

This is the first home where Rong Rong and his grandparents lived. When Rong Rong was in the orphanage, his favorite thing was visiting here.

This is home.

"Don't want to go to your new home?" Cheng Zhiyuan said softly, "It's okay, don't be sad, Your Majesty, you can come back to live in the future."

"really?"

"real."

The house here is a resettlement house for residents in the Taoyuan Mountain area. The rent is paid within three years after moving in. After three years, you can choose not to rent it, or you can choose to buy it.

They also bought the house here.

"That's good." Rong Rong thought for a while, "There is still my small bench at the door, I need to change my shoes, Rong Rong will bring them tomorrow."

"Understood, grandpa will remind Rongrong."

"There is also the height ruler on the wall, which was drawn by Grandpa Wei. Without it, Rongrong would not be able to measure his height."

"Then let Grandpa Wei draw another one."

"There is also Rongrong's cushion, on which Rongrong sits to eat, and the small compartment of Rongrong's refrigerator, which contains popsicles and glutinous rice cakes..."

Rong Rong thought about his things in his hometown, counted them, and fell asleep without knowing it.

Yang Bizhang and Wei Pingye next door were leaning against the head of the bed, one was reading a book and the other was playing with a mobile phone, feeling a little emotional.

"When I didn't move out, I always wanted to save money to buy a house, but now I'm going to move out, it's really indescribable."

The next day, Rong Rong and his grandfather got up early in the morning.

Rong Rong took all her belongings with her, and after confirming that they were correct, she left with her grandpas.

Rong Rong hugged her small schoolbag, turned her head, and Wei Pingye closed the door with a bang.

There are also Spring Festival couplets and a word "Fu" on the door, which were written by Grandpa Yang.

Wei Hirano turned the key, locked the door, and the lock clicked.

Rong Rong pursed her mouth, and couldn't help but redden her eyes.

Rong Rong walked downstairs, saying in her heart: "Bye bye, big iron gate. Bye bye, couplet. Bye bye, neighbor aunt. Bye bye, stairs. Bye bye, open space..."

Wei Pingye locked the door, pinched his little face: "What's up, Your Majesty?"

Rong Rong pursed her lips: "Grandpa, you're bothering me."

Say it again.

Big iron gates, couplets, aunts, stairs, bye.

Goodbye, home.

Rongrong and grandpa are going to a new home.

The day they moved out was Sunday, and after moving things here, Grandpa still had a lot to deal with.

Rongrong also has to put her luggage in the new room.

After a busy day, Rong Rong still wanted to sleep with Grandpa Cheng at night.

Rong Rong closed his eyes, and Grandpa Cheng patted him gently to coax him to sleep.

No matter where he moves, as long as grandpa is by his side, he will not be sad.

The next day was Monday, and Rongrong was going to kindergarten.

The thorn next door came over early in the morning and called him to go to school together: "Shaggy, let's go, my dad will take us there."

Rong Rong didn't sleep well, and nodded listlessly: "Yeah."

Cinci saw that he was a little sad, and hugged him: "You have moved to a new house, you can show them off, and we can invite them over to play on weekends."

Rong Rong nodded aggrievedly: "En."

When the two children arrived at the kindergarten, their friends really asked about their moving.

Rong Rong seriously talked about the appearance of the new home, and the friends "wowed and wowed", and Rong Rong finally became happier.

When school was over in the evening, Rong Rong completely forgot about moving, and it was the same as before.

After school in the evening, Wei Pingye came to pick up Rongrong.

Wei Pingye carried him on his shoulders: "Your Majesty, are you happy in the kindergarten today?"

Rong Rong nodded vigorously: "Happy."

Wei Pingye smiled: "What snacks would your Majesty want to eat today? Grandpa will buy it for you."

"I want to drink meow milk."

"Okay, buy a box."

Wei Pingye bought a box of Miaozi milk for Rong Rong at the convenience store, and some of Rong Rong's favorite raisins, dried strawberries, and dried cranberries, and brought them home.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he had to take out the key to open the door: "Grandpa Yang and Grandpa Cheng are not at home."

When they got home, they threw the snacks on the table, Rong Rong and Wei Pingye lay down on the sofa, happily eating the snacks.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Hirano's cell phone rang suddenly.

Wei Pingye took a look, it was Yang Bianzhang.

Wei Hirano answered the phone: "Hey, why haven't you come home yet? What's up at school? If you don't come back, the snacks will be gone."

Yang Bizhang on the other side of the phone said indifferently: "Which house did you go back to? Kindergarten was over for half an hour, and you and Rong Rong haven't come back yet. Zhiyuan and I thought something happened to you two."

? ! ! !

Wei Pingye stood up from the sofa and looked around in horror.

It's over, it's over, it's over, he forgot that they moved and went back to the wrong house.