Chapter 9: The Generals and Ministers Protect Their Faults

Lan Shiruo didn't intend to boast about her talent. "Where are your parents?"

"They're at home in the countryside. I called them after the incident and they were fine. I told them to wait for me at home and I'd go back when I was able. There aren't many people in our rural hometown, just old men and women. My parents are in their forties and fifties, which is considered young. They rent land and grow fruit trees in our hometown. If I had known you before, I would have given you some fruit. Our fruit is big and sweet, absolutely green and pollution-free, delicious and healthy."

Lan Shiruo frowned slightly. "Call again and see if you can get through. If you can, tell them not to go out unless necessary. There are also mutated plants, poultry, and livestock, similar to corpses, and they are aggressive. Tell them to be careful. In the countryside, where the vegetation is dense, they need to pay more attention."

Miaomiao's expression became serious. She took out her phone and dialed. Only when she heard the call did she feel relieved.

After the call was connected, Lan Shiruo heard the anxious inquiries from the other end and smiled silently. She had never had such family affection before and was quite envious. She took the general and the prime minister a few steps to the side, leaving space for their family.

The general rubbed her legs, with comfort in his big eyes.

Lan Shiruo hugged Jiang Xiang's neck and rubbed his head. "I'm fine. I have you, Le Bao, and Le Bao's father in the future. Our family will always be together."

"Woo woo," always together.

Miaomiao came over soon. Lan Shiruo was surprised for a moment, "Why don't you talk for a while? I can't get through on the phone anymore, so I can't say anything I want to say."

Miaomiao shrugged innocently, "It's no longer possible, but it's okay. I've said everything I need to say. It'll be fine. I even told my parents that I met a big shot. As long as I hold on to his legs tightly, I can walk sideways."

Lan Shiruo glanced at her and took out the gas can, stove, pots and bowls, and ingredients. "Let's cook. Keep it simple. We don't have much time."

Miaomiao shouted wildly, "My sister is so awesome!" and patted her chest, promising to complete the task.

Lan Shiruo ignored her antics, took out little Lebao, changed his diaper, washed him, and fed him. The little guy was very energetic now, not sleeping, not crying or making a fuss, and was very well-behaved.

Miaomiao was stunned. "Sister, this, this, this is not a doll, right?"

"No, he's my biological son."

"Really? Let me see, Emma. It's as pretty as a doll. How did you hide it? You didn't hide it in space, did you? It's unexpected. How old is it?"

Lan Shiruo glanced at her and said, "Only Lebao and I and non-humans can enter this space."

Miaomiao said carelessly, "Don't worry, sister. I understand everything. I won't ask what I shouldn't ask, and I won't say what I shouldn't say. If I do anything bad to you, you don't have to do anything. I'll die on my own. I don't have many good qualities, but I will never be a traitor, even if I'm threatened or bribed. You can rest assured."

Lan Shiruo remained noncommittal and looked away, "Lebao is one week old."

I don’t know if it’s because the little guy has been staying in the space since he was born, but he is so fair and tender, not wrinkled at all like a newborn baby. No one doubts it when he says he is half a month old.

"You look so good. Can I hold you? Lebao, little Lebao?"

"There will be plenty of opportunities to hold you later. Hurry up and get some food. Tonight will be very hard."

Miaomiao reluctantly withdrew her gaze from Lebao's face and went to cook.

Lan Shiruo kissed Lebao's little face. It was the first time the little guy saw the outside world. Even though he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were full of curiosity. His little paws were flying and he kept blowing bubbles.

The general put his big head on the old master's lap and stared at the young master, who was so small.

Little Lebao's little paws danced unconsciously, pulling out a handful of fur. He grimaced, but it didn't hurt. He was just afraid that his little master's paws would be hurt.

Lan Shiruo reluctantly opened her little hands and cleaned the hair off her palms, "Lebao, you can't bully the general, or your mother will spank you."

"Woo woo," no fighting.

The generals and ministers were unhappy. They said that the young master was so small, how could he withstand a beating?

Lan Shiruo gave the general a finger snap and said, "Don't spoil him. Children need to be taught. Don't look at his young age, he actually knows everything."

The generals and ministers shook their ears and didn't want to talk to the old master. Anyway, the young master couldn't be beaten.

What's wrong with plucking a little hair? It's got plenty of hair.

Lan Shiruo rubbed his head and said, "Okay, this guy still needs to be taught. He is still a child."

"Sister, how can you understand what the generals and ministers say?" Miaomiao took the time to ask. The communication between the man and the mastiff was really barrier-free, and she was very curious.

Lan Shiruo smiled faintly, "We don't need words to communicate, we use our hearts, and we can understand each other's meaning with just a glance."

Miaomiao's puffy face is too abstract. She is a person without imagination.

"Sister, I will communicate with you sincerely in the future."

Lan Shiruo looked at her strangely and said nothing.

Miaomiao was immersed in her own beautiful fantasy, unaware that she was being disliked.

The noodles were cooked very quickly. There was a bowl for each of the two people. It must be said that Miaomiao really has a talent for cooking and the noodles tasted very good.

"Sister, what do you think? Am I not bragging?"

"Well, very good. From now on, cooking will be left to you."

"No problem, I guarantee you three meals a day, 365 days a year, and no two meals are the same."

"I don't have such big aspirations. Just having enough to eat is enough. Let's pack up and get ready to go." He put a bucket of water in it and handed it to Miaomiao.

Miaomiao was shocked again, and felt that the thick thigh she was hugging was growing stronger and stronger. "Sister, do you have any other powerful skills? Show them all at once. I am strong inside and can bear it."

"Be less poor and seize the time."

"Okay."

Miaomiao packed up her things while Lan Shiruo coaxed little Lebao to sleep. The little guy was only two days old and did nothing but eat and sleep. She put him in the luxurious crib they had collected and said, "Be good."

Little Lebao blew a bubble to respond to his mother.

He got a Tathagata Palm from his mother, which was imprinted on his butt. "You little bastard."

The general and the minister then gave him a death stare.

Lan Shiruo: This is not a good sign.

"Sister, I'm done."

Miaomiao leaned over and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Lan Shiruo pinched the general's ear in annoyance and took out three machetes tied together. Miaomiao was strong and could handle three machetes. "Be careful when you chop. The hard skull and cervical vertebrae will easily be chipped by the knife. I didn't receive much, so I can't run out of stock until I find a better weapon."

"I know, sister. I'm very smart and I promise I'll learn it right away."

Lan Shiruo felt that Miaomiao's habit of bragging was something she had brought from her mother's womb and could not change.

The two men and the mastiff set out. It was already pitch dark outside, and a lot of rotting corpses wandered into the 4S shop. In the dark, they had more conveniences than humans. At least they were not afraid of the dark and did not need to see.

"Sister, I feel very strange right now. I feel scared and excited at the same time. Is this a disease?"

Lan Shiruo nodded seriously, "Yes, he is seriously ill."

Miaomiao laughed silently, "I knew I was different from ordinary people."

"Alright, focus and follow the general closely. At night, it can spot danger more easily than us."

"Yes, sister."

(End of this chapter)