………………mom?

I rubbed my sore buttocks and stood up, patted my dirt-stained pants under the gaze of the other party, "Are you an idiot?" I didn't answer the two questions, but seriously observed the villain in front of me.

After thinking about it, it would not be very strange for me to have a five or six-year-old child ten years later, but is this dirty and ugly child really born to me?

He is about as tall as my leg, with a mess of silver hair on his head, his hands crossed to hold the back of his head, and a straw dangling from his mouth, his first impression at first glance is that he must be skinny.

Not only that, but his skin was also very dark, and his dirty little face was tanned black and red. How inconsistent it was with that dazzling silver hair.

My son has this kind of virtue?No matter what I say, I, Isa D. Nedron, has beautiful skin. There is no reason why my son is so dark and ugly!

I suddenly panicked.If the little kid in front of me is really my own son, then the child's father... How ugly is it! ?

No matter how you look at it, the villain in front of me has nothing like me except for his silver hair following me.My eyes are as clear and transparent as the sea, while his eyes are black without light.My pupils are big and watery, but his eyes are mostly white. If he is not staring at me with piercing eyes at this time, he probably looks like a dead fish eye at ordinary times.

The face shape is also a bit square... and the skin is very dry...

I had no choice but to hold my forehead, and couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" The little boy poked me with the wooden sword in his hand.

I was even more saddened by his rude actions. I was so desperate that I almost couldn't hold back my tears, but in the end I didn't accept my fate. I grabbed his wooden sword and raised my voice to draw a line with him: "I'm not your mother, little friend you got the wrong person."

"...?" His small face was crooked, puzzled: "Aren't you my mother?"

"Anyway, it's not your mother. Take a closer look. I'm so young, how can I have a son as old as you?" I knelt down and pointed to my flamboyant face.

After hearing this, he really looked at it seriously, frowned his two thin eyebrows, and said in distress: "Although they look exactly the same, it seems wrong at this glance. My mother is not so young."

"Hmm! Right!" I nodded with a smile, but my heart was bleeding.Not so young?Does the 35-year-old self already look old?That's right, marrying an ugly man and giving birth to such a disgusting son, it's no wonder he's getting old.

No, no, I'm sorry for this brat, but I must change my destiny!

I made up my mind that once the 5 minutes are up, I must keep my eyes open and make a good choice when I return to my time.

Thinking of this, I took another look at the child in front of me. Maybe because I squatted down, I was closer to him and could see him more clearly than before. Only then did I realize that although he was dark and had a square face, he ignored the dust and dirt on his face. Apart from the dirt, the facial features are not ugly when put together.

Even inexplicably feel a little familiar.

Where have you seen this face?I can't help squinting my eyes in doubt.

"Since you're not my mother, then what are you doing in my house, climbing over the wall?" Realizing this, the child changed his previous attitude (although the previous attitude was not friendly), grabbed the wooden sword and stared at me viciously .

This face turned...

I stood up, put my hands in my pockets, and looked at him with interest: "It's nothing, I'm just passing by. Look, I'm leaving right now."

"Liar!"

"I did not lie to you."

"fraud!"

"I really didn't lie to you."

"You must be a thief! You still have evil intentions, and disguised yourself as my mother to burglary!" He came to a conclusion, grasped the wooden sword tightly and slashed at me.I easily dodged sideways, and smiled wickedly after he fell to the ground, intending to tease my future cheap son: "Little brother, you are not good at swordsmanship, who taught you? Did you collect money? You let him Give it back to you."

It was just a joke, but he got angry, his face turned even redder, he grabbed the wooden sword and rushed towards me again.

Of course I dodged easily, but he didn't stop there, picked up the wooden sword and continued to attack.

... so stubborn!This doesn't look like my character, probably followed his father again?

"I don't allow you to speak ill of my father!" The little man shouted at me with bared teeth and claws.

I picked my ear, "Oh, okay."

So the person who taught him the wooden sword was his father?I thought about it, 5 minutes was coming, and I was about to return to my own era, and I don’t know if the rocket launcher can be used continuously after ten years, or it’s better to get the information that needs to be drawn out earlier.

"Okay, I take back what I said earlier. Then tell me, what's your dad's name?"

"Why are you asking this?" He was young, but he was quite vigilant.

"I'm curious, so just ask. Just tell me." I smiled flatteringly at him.

"...Okay then." For some reason, when mentioning his father, his little face showed obvious pride and pride.He clenched the wooden knife in his hand, raised it high, pointed to the sky and said: "My father is the most powerful man in the world. He has a name that is well known in this sea. His life experience is legendary. He ——”

I listened with all my ears, and felt that he had really prepared a lot for his father.

Sure enough, too much time wasted because of nonsense, and the child hadn't been able to say his father's name. I suddenly felt dizzy, and then my eyes went dark. When I opened my eyes again, what appeared in front of me was no longer It's not cheap son, but mocking that fat figure.

...the timing is really accurate.

"Sister, are you back?" For some reason, Miji's voice sounded a little choked up.

I slowed down for a while, and hummed casually.

"Have you seen your future husband?" He was curious.

I shook my head: "No." Then I said, "But I saw my son."

"...Ah?" Mi Ji was stunned for a second, and then realized, "Yes, it's normal for a sister to have a child ten years later. How about it, are you happy to see him?"

……happy?Perhaps because it was too sudden, at this time, I have no feelings for my future son, so I am not happy.To be honest, the emotion of disgust actually accounts for more.

I said honestly: "I'm not happy, my son is ugly, he doesn't look like me at all. And I was short on time, so I couldn't find out who his father is."

I thought of something, and looked at Mi Ji: "What about you? Have you seen the future me? Do you have any clues?" For example, the future self told Mi Ji who he would marry in the future?

Unexpectedly, Mi Ji's eyes turned red suddenly, he turned his face away and sobbed softly.

"What happened to you?"

"Sister..." He turned around, leaned in front of me, pointed at his blushing face, "Look, you beat me."

I called?

I just looked at him, I didn't expect to see him in 5 minutes, his white and tender little fat face was already swollen like a pig's head?

"During the exchange, the future you came over wearing only a pajamas. I actually didn't see anything, but you rushed up without saying a word, screamed and hit me hard..." In his words Filled with grievances, he complained resentfully: "Don't talk about asking questions and taking pictures, I didn't even say a word. Sis, why did you hit me? Could it be that our relationship in the future is not good?"

I stared at his swollen face and thought it was funny, but when I thought that it was myself who hit him, I felt distressed and guilty, so I quickly touched his head to comfort him: "It shouldn't be, maybe it's just that I haven't seen him for a long time, and I didn't recognize him." You come?"

I guessed: "Maybe you lost weight a long time ago, so I didn't think of the sudden appearance of fat and slim you together?"

Mi Ji was successfully fooled by me, "Really? There is some truth to it." He sniffed, as if he wasn't so sad anymore.

I patted him on the shoulder, "Well, that must be the case."

After comforting Miji, I was still curious about who the father of my son was, so I suggested another rocket launcher.But Mi Chi was terrified by the future me, it was useless to say anything, and he only let go after I promised him that this would definitely be the last time.

Raising the bazooka, Mi Ji pointed the muzzle at me and fired again.

But this time, the expected crossing did not come.

We look at each other, is it broken?So useless?

Mi Ji slapped his forehead fiercely, stomped his feet and said: "It's broken, it must have been broken just now. When you hit me in the future, I didn't have time to put down the bazooka, so I fell to the ground!"

Are you so careless!This is related to my future!

I raised my hand and was about to give him a slap. Seeing this, Mi Ji quickly pointed to his red and swollen right cheek, the expression in his eyes was very clear—are you willing to hit me?If you didn't hit me in the future, how could I accidentally break the bazooka?

Knowing that I was wrong, I let go of my hand silently, only thinking that my future self has caused me misfortune.

"What should I do now?" After confirming that I would not shoot again, Mi Ji sat on the bed with the bazooka in his arms.

I glanced at him, helpless: "What else can I do, everything is broken, it's useless to keep it, send it back."

Return it on the same day. If you're lucky, that little cow kid named Lanbo hasn't even noticed that he's lost something yet.

Miji nodded, so we were fully armed again and returned to the gate of Sawada Tsunayoshi's house.

After going out like that before, it is already dinner time.The French windows did not draw the curtains, I secretly hid behind the big tree in their yard, popped my head just enough to see the scene inside the house.

Unexpectedly, it was not only his family who had dinner with Tsunayoshi Sawada tonight, but also several teenagers whom he had seen in the water park before and two sweet-looking girls whom he did not know.

Too many people can't handle it...

It's useless to want people to stuff the bazooka back into Lanbo's hair without knowing it. I discussed it with Mi Ji and decided to throw the bazooka behind the tree.Anyway, Lan Bo is still a child, so it's normal for him to be forgetful.Even if they found out that the things were taken away and returned, no one would know that it was me who committed the crime.

After successfully returning the broken bazooka, Mi Ji and I walked on the streets of Binsheng, planning to find a restaurant for dinner.

After a busy day, my stomach was already growling with hunger. I ordered three bowls of seafood rice bowls to enjoy a good meal. I was so greedy that I could only eat salad for dinner.

"Sister, what should I do next?" Mi Ji looked at me who had already finished two bowls of rice and asked, chewing on the leaves of the vegetables.

I picked up the third bowl of rice, skillfully picked up the delicious sea bream slices on the surface with chopsticks, and put it in my mouth, "I don't know."

"But ten years later, the bazooka will be gone. If you lose this way, you don't know who you will marry in the future." Mi Ji sighed for me.

The fragrance of the melt-in-your-mouth sea bream fillets spread in my mouth. I was in a good mood, but I shrugged my shoulders and said, "It's okay, and it's not that I don't have clues at all. At least four years later I know I even have a son. According to this calculation, I should be pregnant in three years. Doesn’t that prove that the person I’m destined to appear is not far away? Considering that I can’t conceive immediately after marriage Son, I think it will be two years at most before I meet him. If it is soon, maybe I can meet him this year."

Anyway, I probably already know what he looks like!The face is a bit square!Tan!The pupils are black, and the whites of the eyes are mostly!

These traits sound ordinary, but in fact they can help me filter out a large number of blind date candidates—after all, among my blind date partners, there are really few with such ordinary traits.

If only I knew the color of my son's father's hair, that dirty little guy's hair color followed me, and I couldn't guess the color of his father's hair...

Well?Why did I suddenly accept that dirty and fierce child is my son's setting?No, no, Yisha, be more sober, the future is still early, you should resist a little, don't accept it so quickly!

The author has something to say: Yisha: I really don’t know how ugly my future husband is

It is said that Suo Da’s articles are so few, is it really because his appearance is not as good as many Hong Kong gangster killers, Wang Zixiaobasketball?

But I think he is obviously hot and handsome!

Thank you 覀峸吷橓棩 and Bishui Qingluan for their nutrient solution~

Thank you Mengmengli for mine~

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