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Boring thoughts, what does it matter?If it is really as the knight said, then, isn't it what she wants to join the Phantom Troupe?It turned out that it had been abandoned long ago.

hate it?Maggie put one hand on her chest, the wedding ring was still there, and she even clearly remembered the warm smile of the woman when she put the wedding ring around her neck, as if the tenderness was within reach.Turns out, it's been too long.Maggie bent her lips in a self-deprecating manner, feeling a little depressed, although a voice in her heart kept telling her: the truth is definitely not like this.However, I still can't be happy, even if it's not like this, what would it be like?What kind of reason is there that she must send her child to Meteor Street where cannibalism is a luxury, where even survival is a luxury?

Maggie curled up on the bed, hugging herself.Dazed for a moment, I couldn't help but think: If the leader sees this appearance, he will definitely be punished.However, at this moment, I really want to pay homage to the lost happiness in the way of the weak.Will she know?The longing and nostalgia I once had?Maggie is so smart, how could she not guess that the current Martha treats her very tenderly with three points of flattery, because she is a spider, the infamous Phantom Troupe, how can she not be afraid?But, who caused all this?

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Cooking X Task X Watching Children

When Martha got up, as soon as she entered the kitchen, she froze, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.When Maggie heard the movement, she turned around, looked at Martha who was standing dumbfounded at the door, raised the plate in her hand, and asked, "Is there enough to eat?" The plate was full of sliced ​​meat. , Martha blinked, her thinking was still a little stiff: "Enough."

"Do you still want to cook porridge?" Maggie turned around and put the meat slices in the wok to heat up, and asked again.

Martha finally got a little sober, walked over to take the tools in Maggie's hand, and smiled: "Let me do it, maybe I'm better at cooking. If Anqi wants to help, go and see Is Ozawa awake, bring him over to wash his face."

Maggie stood at the door for a while, seeing the woman busy, as if she couldn't help herself, so she turned and went to the bedroom.After she left, Martha turned her head to look at it, and sighed, not knowing how to feel for a moment, feeling sour, sweet, bitter, hot, salty, and full of flavors.Presumably Kuroro has new instructions, right?Since the brigade group came here, An Qi's mind has obviously become more elusive, and she seldom comes to school to have dinner with them.Even at the beginning, she could still deceive herself into thinking that it was because Hisoka was here that An Qi was unwilling or inconvenient to come over.However, if you think about it too much, you will know that it is not the same thing at all. They are all members of the Phantom Troupe. Even if they don't like each other or have some sexual desires, how can they be surprised by others?

Don't think about things you can't figure out, there are more important things to do right now.Martha patted her head to get herself back to her senses and concentrate on cooking.Hisoka probably went out again?How long are you going to stay outside this time?

As soon as the fire was turned off, a child's coquettish voice came from behind: "Mom, shush. Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore." Ozawa held his pants with one small paw, and grabbed his mother's lapel with the other. , frowned and stomped.

Martha had no choice but to put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, and first carried him to the yard to pee, and Maggie followed.Martha looked back at her, and said with a smile: "An Qi, let's go to dinner first. I didn't think carefully, An Qi is still an unmarried girl, and naturally she has no experience in taking care of children. It doesn't matter, I will do it gone."

Maggie is embarrassing, why did she find out that she suddenly became a good-for-nothing when she came here?Can't cook, can't take care of children, let alone do laundry and tidy up the room.Sure enough, she is the life of a spider, and the life of ordinary people is simply torture.Maggie rolled her eyes, walked back to the house slowly, filled the meal, sat at the dining table, and waited for the mother and son.

Ozawa, who came back from hiss, saw the meat on the table, his eyes lit up, the little stars twinkled non-stop, he climbed onto the chair in twos and out, stretching out his little claws to grab it.Martha hugged him down immediately: "Wash your face and hands, you can only eat after washing."

"Don't, don't!" Ozawa shook his little head vigorously, kicking his little feet back and forth, restless for a moment, "Don't wash your face!" I hate washing my face every day, and I won't become Spiderman after washing my face. Earth Superman or something, still wet, not good at all!

"Must!" Martha was not polite, turned his little face, took a wet towel, and was about to wipe his face, "Good children wash their faces every day, only bad children who are not wanted don't wash their faces."

The child pouted, hesitated for a moment, and continued to retort: ​​"Ze is a good boy, don't wash your face." He frowned tightly, as if he was going to die, and looked at the wet towel in his mother's hand with disgust.

Martha coaxed patiently as before, without impatience or irascibility.Maggie watched from the side, and really wanted to ask: By what standard do you measure a so-called good child?Was I dumped because I wasn't good enough?However, she is no longer the An Qi she used to be, and she won't act coquettishly and spend no reason to fight for something for herself.If you like it, just grab it.This is the style of the brigade, but Kuroro seems to have forgotten that there are always things that cannot be grabbed in this world.Maggie felt a little regretful, not everyone can learn the skill of foretelling.

When Maggie came back to her senses, the child had already been forced to wash her face, and was complaining to her mother tearfully, coquettishly refusing to eat.Martha still pampered him with a good temper, carefully cut the meat slices into smaller pieces, put them on a small plate, and then took a special small fork for children and put them together in front of the children.

"Mom has made an exception to allow you to eat meat for breakfast. Don't do anything wrong. Otherwise, you will only have porridge for breakfast." Martha patted her son's head and taught her a lesson.

The child tilted his head and thought for a while, and felt that the lack of meat was a big problem. Although he was still full of complaints, considering the issue of livelihood, he still ate obediently.After a while, after eating and drinking, the resentment caused by washing his face disappeared.Running around Martha, desperate for someone to play with.

Martha looked at him with a smile, and suddenly remembered that the vacation was over and it was time to substitute for the class.I don't know if Mr. Farmer has anything to do today, so take Ze to his side.Then I thought of Maggie again, turned around, and asked cautiously: "Anqi, you are here alone, okay? I'm going to class, Ozawa, I'll take it to Mr. Farmer. If you feel bored, Just go for a walk in the street, okay?"

"Oh." Maggie nodded, "You can just do your work, I have nothing to do." Martha nodded, and was about to take the child out, Maggie said again: "Wait a minute, keep Ze .I'll take care of him for you. You'll be back at noon anyway, right?"

Martha hesitated for a moment: "Is that okay? Children are very annoying, Angel, you—"

"It's okay, I'll let him go." Maggie walked over, bent down and took the child's hand, "I've grown up, so this little thing is not a problem. I'll take him out for a while and come back at noon. "

Now that Maggie said so, Martha could only nod her head and watched the two walk out of the yard. She didn't have any doubts about Maggie. It's a time of fuss... No matter how I think about it, I don't think it's something that can make people feel at ease.

Martha struggled for a while, but couldn't think of a better way, so she had to go to class first, anyway, it was only a morning, and if nothing happened, just treat it as a sister and brother to cultivate their relationship.Thinking about it, Martha picked up the textbooks and lesson plans and walked towards the classroom, but her heart was still inexplicably uneasy.

Maggie led the child to play outside. Both of them were happy at first, but when they walked out of the alley, they ran into a knight at the corner.Maggie's application froze, and her intuition was that it was not a good thing. The child blinked her big eyes and looked at him twice. Maybe there was nothing he was interested in about the knight, so she ignored him and walked straight ahead.

"Maggie." Xia Ke suddenly turned around, looked at one big and one small with a smile, and shouted.

Maggie stopped, turned to look at him, and asked with her eyes, "What's the matter?"

The knight squatted down, and lightly touched the child's soft and tender cheek with his fingers. Ozawa bit his fingers, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then put on a rejection posture of "I don't know you well, don't touch your feet". Taking Maggie's trousers, she took two steps back.

The knight became more and more interested. He moved two steps forward, continued to tease the child, and then talked to Maggie: "It's nothing, I just feel that there are some things that need to be known to you. I have already mentioned it to the leader, and he agrees." Let your affairs be up to you.”

Maggie didn't speak for a while, she just stood there watching Xia Ke and her little brother chasing and resisting one by one, and never tired of this childish game.Just when the child frowned impatiently and waved her little paws to express resistance to the knight, Maggie finally picked him up and said to the knight, "Let's find a place to talk, today I will help take care of the child."

The knight's eyes lit up: "Okay. I can help you take care of him, too." He doesn't cry or fuss, his body is limp, and he speaks sharply, which is not bad.The chivalrous man commented in his heart that it was really a waste of time to take care of the child temporarily.