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    The next day at breakfast.

    “Ahem, has anything interesting happened in the city recently?” Chen Qiao asked.

    "Tchit's almost moldy. It's very boring." Maixi looked depressed.

    "I don't know." It was rare that Dila didn't get distracted today. He answered Chen Qiao's question seriously. Although he said it, he didn't say it, but Chen Qiao still nodded to him with a smile on his face.

    So Maixi became even more depressed, should you know?  It's normal that you don't know, and no one will blame you.

    Lan Jia only focused on eating by himself and said nothing.  Bi Luo was sleeping soundly in her arms, neither crying nor fussing. It was rare for her to feel pure at this moment.

    “There’s no fashionable way to play the role of a big girl or a little daughter-in-law?” Chen Qiao asked pretending to be casual.

    "Dad, why did you start to care about those women's families?" Could it be

    "You talk a lot, why do you want to get involved?" Sometimes Chen Qiao really wanted to catch this brat and beat him up, but domestic violence was wrong and he had to endure it.

    "Who cares to know!" Maixi said disdainfully.

    This time Dilla wisely chose to remain silent. This topic was far beyond his cognitive scope.

    Lan Jia helped Bi Luo straighten the blanket and answered the conversation.

    "A shaman came to the city not long ago, and he brought many novel ideas with him, all kinds of strange and weird things."

    "Really? Dad, let's go and have a look too." Maixi was excited.

    “You little brat are just joining in the fun, they only care about adults’ business.” Chen Qiao felt helpless at Maixi’s hyperactivity.

    "How do you know that?" Maybe the witch also made some children's things.

    "You can tell just by thinking about it with your toes." Chen Qiao could already guess.

    "Why?"

    "I am your father."

    "Domineering!"

    "How?"

    Maixi pursed her lips, what else could she do?  Alas, having an overbearing parent is an infinitely tragic thing Life, why are there so many dissatisfactions

    After Lan Jia said this, Chen Qiao could probably guess the whole story.  In this era of lack of knowledge about the world we live in, people will inevitably be led by some mysterious things, but as long as they are not excessive, a little faith is not a bad thing.

    It is said that this witch mainly does some tricks to deceive women. At most, he can get some food and drink for himself, just to entertain the public.

    Baya buried her head in eating, but her ears were slightly red.

    Chen Qiao also stopped saying anything. After dinner, everyone continued to do whatever they were supposed to do.

    The spring rain is always falling non-stop. It is said that the spring rain is as precious as oil, but this year there is too much oil.  Chen Qiao lay bored by the window and watched the rain. The sound of rainwater hitting the roof stopped. Rainy days are not good. It is difficult to walk, especially in this era without umbrellas.

    How about making an umbrella for fun?  Yes, just do it.

    Having an idea, Chen Qiao immediately went to Dilla's room. Unfortunately, Dilla didn't buy his account this time.  In the past, whenever Chen Qiao spoke, Dilla was very willing to cooperate, but this time it was different.

    Looking at the basically formed wooden boat in Dila’s house, Chen Qiao didn’t feel any resentment at being rejected, but only felt full of pride.  My son has just grown up, hehe

    Chen Qiao was sitting on a stool on the side, watching his "eldest son" working like a nymphomaniac.  Alas, men at work are the most attractive. His son is so attractive, why hasn’t any girl noticed it?

    Look at the white and thin skin, the drooped eyelids, the straight bridge of the nose, the pink and soft lips, the almost perfect chinTsk, tsk, Pan An doesn't matter, just follow him  Is there any son who can compare?

    After sighing for a long time, Chen Qiao went to find Maxi to hang out with.  Maixi is a hyperactive and mean-mouthed kid, and he doesn't have the slightest bit of seriousness like his brother.  Are children with such problems really raised by themselves?  Chen Qiao occasionally feels frustrated, of course, just occasionally.

    Maisie was sleeping on the bed, kicking up the quilt, burying her little face in the pillow, and exposing her buttocks.

    "Get up, are you a pig?" Chen Qiao slapped Maixi on her round butt.

    "Well" Maixi leaned over and started to do it, with a look of tears on her face.

    "What's going on?" Chen Qiao was startled by Maixi's expression, thinking that the boy had always been rough and thick-skinned.??The current expression really doesn't suit him.

    "dad……"

    "Huh?" Chen Qiao climbed onto the bed and took the little troublemaker into his arms.

    "dad……"

    "here I am."

    “I miss baby birds.” Maisie once thought that their chickens were baby birds.

    "Who else does Maisie miss?"

    "I want to eat crabs."

    "anything else?"

    "I want to drink grape juice."

    "Hmmwhat else?"

    "dad……"

    "kindness?"

    "When will we go back?"

    “Does Maisie really want to go back?”

    "kindness!"

    "Isn't it nice here?"

    "I want to eat crabs."

    "Damn boy, what else do you know besides eating?"

    "Humph, it's not all what you taught me."

    "Why didn't I teach you to be like your brother?"

    "Don't ask me this question, I'm still young."

    "What an unlovable, useless kid."

    “What a disgusting and bad father!”

    "Say that again, you brat."

    "Bad dad, bad dad, bad dad"

    "Hmph! You're itchy, aren't you? Look at my invincible squeaking hands!"

    "Hahahahabad dad"

    So Chen Qiao once again successfully brought Maixi out of his melancholy little world.  See, raising children is really a technical job.

    After leaving Maisie’s room, the afternoon was almost over.  Baya is still busy in the front room. Chen Qiao feels that he has been a little idle recently and is looking for something to do. It seems that everyone is not very adaptable to life in this city. Of course, except Dilla, but for this child who lives in peace with the world,  Chen Qiao felt it was better to stay tied to her side.

    I have also seen some people traveling from north to south in the city. In this era, there are actually quite few such people, and there are even fewer people who cheat on food and drink like that shaman.  It seems that I have time to meet him. After all, he has a lot of experience in this world.

    Early the next morning, Chen Qiao braved the drizzle and arrived at the shaman's residence.  An ordinary small courtyard, because it was early and raining, the front door looked very deserted.

    The door was not closed tightly. Chen Qiao opened it on his own after tapping it a few times. No one answered. Chen Qiao was hesitating whether to go in when he saw a disheveled young man sitting on the threshold of the opposite room twisting his shoes. His clothes were also stained.  Got on some mud.

    "What's wrong with you?"

    "Don't mention it, I fell when I got up to relieve myself."

    "Then you have to be careful."

    "Oh, this house is too unreasonably built. You have to run around in the rain to go to the toilet."

    "Who says it's not?"

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