Chapter 3

After looking at the kindergarten's list, Jiang Chen realized that children need to eat.

Neither he nor Xiao Zhuang had eaten since they woke up, and he was a little worried that Xiao Zhuang's behavior of not eating would make him isolated in the class.

On the way home, he bought some fruit at the village entrance. He planned to try to see if he could eat it first.

The villa was lit with warm yellow lights.

Xiao Zhuang was still asleep. Jiang Chen took a bite of the apple, but he couldn't taste the familiar flavor.

The originally sweet fruit tasted like chewing wax. He swallowed it uncomfortably and felt nothing in his stomach.

Enduring the unpleasant taste, he ate a few more until he felt full.

I don’t know what will happen tomorrow.

After watching TV for several hours in the living room, their bodies showed no reaction at all. Jiang Chen analyzed that the food should not be harmful to them.

He couldn't taste anything. For him and Xiao Zhuang, food was something that was dispensable.

As long as Xiao Zhuang can eat, he will no longer worry about Xiao Zhuang behaving strangely in kindergarten.

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"Clack! Clack!"

A yellow chick alarm clock ticked on the priceless carved golden nanmu bedside table.

The room was cold and dark, not an environment where a normal person should live.

Jiang Xiaozhuang, who was not even three years old, opened his eyes in his father's arms. The annoying alarm clock made his cute little face wrinkle slightly.

The little yellow chicken alarm clock jumped around randomly and fell off the coffee table, pecking at the little zombie's chubby face with a "click".

The little zombie felt pain: "Ugh..."

He pushed the alarm clock away with his little hands and rubbed his eyes.

He usually gets up at 8 o'clock, but today he set the alarm clock at 6 o'clock.

Feeling the movement in his arms, the handsome man who had fallen asleep with the little zombie in his arms woke up.

Jiang Chen held the little zombie in his arms and sat up from a mother-of-pearl coffin made of a whole piece of golden nanmu wood.

"Jiangbao, you actually get up earlier than daddy, that's great~"

After being praised by his father, Xiao Jiang's face suddenly turned red, and he buried his face in his father's chest helplessly.

The chubby little cute baby was wearing bear pajamas and a bear-ear nightcap, and his shy look as he lay on his chest made Jiang Chen so cute that he beat his chest and stamped his feet early in the morning.

After being sucked passionately by his father for a few minutes, Xiao Zhuang pushed Jiang Chen away with his little hands.

He was a little embarrassed to speak, so he climbed onto his father's neck and pointed with his little hand at the pink backpack on the chaise longue.

【Going to school...】

The soft voice of a child reached Jiang Chen's mind, and he smiled slightly.

"Let's get up and clean up~"

"Okay~" Xiao Zhuang agreed expressionlessly while holding his scary bear.

Jiang Chen sat up from the coffin and watched the little zombie crawl out from the side.

"How can my cub be so cute?"

Once again, he couldn't help but hug the little zombie and suck it again.

The walls of the originally eerie underground palace were now hung with many paintings and calligraphy. The spacious white marble floor of the main tomb chamber was covered with colorful foam tatami mats, and a children's castle was installed in the corner.

These arrangements bring a touch of life and warmth to the tomb which is full of death.

This was specially made by Jiang Chen for Jiang Xiaojiang.

The little zombie climbed out of the coffin, obediently took off his teddy bear hat, folded it and placed it on the bedside table, then went to the door of the main tomb chamber and waited.

He was waiting for his father to wash up with him.

Jiang Chen smiled and stood up. He could not hear Xiao Zhuang's voice in his mind at this moment. He could tell from Xiao Zhuang's subtle movements that the child was impatient.

After getting down from the coffin, he put on his home slippers and walked towards the door.

The specifications of this tomb are extremely high and it is extremely extravagant.

In addition to the main tomb chamber and the left and right side chambers, the tomb is also equipped with a kitchen, bathroom, study, and garden.

Not to mention the countless priceless burial objects.

The little zombie ran to the bathroom door and waited for his father.

Several half-human-high blue and white porcelain jars were originally used to store oil for eternal-burning lamps, but now they have been used by Jiang Chen as water tanks.

A water pump was used to pump water into the bathtub, and the father and son took a bath in the freezing cold water.

But this little chill had no effect on them.

The little zombie played with the little duck floating on the water, and the little octopus that sprayed water floated up and down.

【Taking a bath, I like it～】

Xiao Zhuang was having a great time, and Jiang Chen behind him had a knowing look in his eyes.

Jiang Chen recalled his and Xiao Jiang's life experiences. Emperor Chen was murdered and died on the battlefield. He, as the Queen of Dongqi, and the prince who was less than three years old were forced by the rebels to be buried alive. The tragic scene at that time was still vivid in his mind.

Xiao Zhuang was sitting in his father's arms, and his father's gentle hands were washing his hair.

[Whew, so comfortable~]

After taking a shower, Xiao Zhuang was carried out of the bathtub. He pulled off a bath towel and wrapped himself in it.

The moisture on his body had dried a little, and Xiao Zhuang picked up the bath towel and rubbed his hair up and down. Xiao Pang's hands were short, so it was a bit difficult for him to wipe the back of his head.

Jiang Chen took out a standing hair dryer. Xiao Jiang stood in front of the hair dryer and the hot air made his whole body warm.

The little zombie opened his arms and squinted his eyes against the wind, slightly opened his mouth, and the wind poured into his mouth, "Woo, wah wah wah wah wah ~"

Xiao Zhuang felt very curious when he heard the different sounds he made, and smiled with his eyes curved, which was rare for him.

Seeing his son so innocent and curious for the first time, Jiang Chen felt a little comforted.

Usually, Xiao Zhuang is so well-behaved and sensible that he sometimes hopes that Xiao Zhuang can act like other children and act like a spoiled child to him.

After his body was dried, Xiao Zhuang took the initiative to pick up the kindergarten uniform. He looked at the uniform seriously, and after observing it for a while, he took the small clothes and started to put them on himself.

[Little zombie, dress yourself...]

Xiao Zhuang tried hard for a long time, but the light yellow shirt was worn over the navy blue overalls, and the buttons of the shirt were also buttoned crookedly.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Little Zhuang can dress himself now. That's amazing. Can daddy help you put it on?"

"good."

After helping Xiao Zhuang get dressed, Jiang Chen sighed that children's clothes in this era are really cute.

The little hat given by the kindergarten makes the little zombie's round face look more cute and lovely when worn on his head.

Xiao Zhuang took the initiative to put on his pink little schoolbag. He held his father's little finger and rubbed his short legs on the ground. He looked very impatient.

Jiang Chen picked up the little zombie and walked out of the ancient tomb. It was already 7 o'clock and the kindergarten would start at 8 o'clock.

Outside the villa is a muddy path. The bluestone sacred road of the mausoleum, which is several kilometers long, has long been mottled over countless years, and the stone elephants on both sides have also been severely weathered.

After going out, Xiao Zhuang's expressionless face was now bright with eyes, as if he was looking forward to going to school.

The ancient tomb is located in the deep mountains and forests, dozens of kilometers away from the village. It took Jiang Chen 15 minutes to run to the village entrance, which was his fastest speed.

Then it takes another 20 minutes to get to school by public transportation.

Traveling in this way was very inconvenient for the father and son, and it further strengthened Jiang Chen's idea of ​​repairing the sacred road, repaving it, and purchasing transportation.

Arriving at the classroom door, Jiang Chen squatted down and faced Xiao Jiang. "Be good on your first day of school. Dad will be the first to pick you up."

"Hmm~"

"Come in."

After opening the door, I didn't expect that Xiao Zhuang was the first student to arrive in the classroom.

The teacher is already waiting inside.

"Is that little Jiang Xiaojiang?"

The little zombie nodded, "Yeah."

"Come in quickly."

"Little Zhuang, say hello to Teacher Xu quickly." Jiang Chen said with his head down.

Little Zhuang shyly hid behind his father's legs, but still took the initiative to speak, "Hello, Teacher Xu."

"My little zombie will be in trouble from now on." Jiang Chen handed a suitcase to the homeroom teacher, Teacher Xu, "These are Xiao zombie's tableware, nap bedding, and spare clothes..."

"Okay, put it here."

"Xiao Zhuang, dad left?"

Xiao Zhuang was a little scared when he left his father for the first time. It was definitely impossible for him to say that he was reluctant to leave.

He hugged his teddy bear tightly, suppressed his urge to cry, and waved goodbye to see his father off.

The head teacher was evaluating Xiao Zhuang's every move.

Many children would cry and make a fuss on their first day of school. She rarely saw a child like Xiao Jiang who was so well-behaved all the way.

"Xiaozang, let's put our things away first, okay?"

Xiao Zhuang held the teddy bear in one hand and pulled his small suitcase with the other hand and walked to the location designated by the head teacher.

The small cabinets in the kindergarten are specially designed to be low cabinets so that children can take things by themselves, and the partitions of different colors in the middle can train children's classification awareness.

Xiao Zhuang followed the instructions of his class teacher and put his belongings into his own cabinet one by one. He arranged the items layer by layer according to his preference for colors.

After putting the things away, Xiao Zhuang didn't know what to do. He stood there holding the little bear without moving.

"Xiao Zhuang, this is your stool, just sit here."

"Um."

Xiao Zhuang placed his schoolbag next to the chair leg, then sat there in a daze without saying a word.

The head teacher, Mr. Xu, watched Xiao Zhuang's every move and covered his mouth with emotion.

Seeing that there was finally a well-behaved child in the class, Teacher Xu burst into tears.

Why is this child so well-behaved and polite on his first day of school?

I crawled in the dark, rolled on the ground, my face distorted... and slid 720 degrees in the air to my knees to thank the director.

…

It was almost 8 o'clock when other students began to enter the classroom one after another.

After the children entered the classroom, they all hurried to find their own small chairs, and no one noticed the little zombie at the back of the classroom.

Until the last student arrived at school, he could hear singing in the corridor before he even reached the classroom door.

"MechWarrior, hey! Hey! Woohoo! Sissy, si-si-waa ...

After a while, a little boy who was also wearing navy blue overalls and a pink shirt rushed into the classroom holding a big shining sword that could sing.

After Xianxian rushed into the classroom, she picked up the big sword and started slashing at the air.

"Hey, ho ha! Today I'm going to fight you to the death!" He imitated the signature moves in the MechWarrior cartoon and struck various poses towards his classmates, deliberately putting on a ferocious expression on his cute face.

However, none of the students present paid any attention to him.

At a glance, the children in the class were all doing their own things.

Xiao Zhuang's presence was very low, and the place where he sat was just blocked by other students.

There are only ten children in the entire small class, including Xiao Zhuang, and they are all around three years old.

Seeing that all the students were present, the teacher cleared her throat and said, "Ahem, everyone, please pay attention. We have a new student in our class today. Please welcome him with applause." The teacher deliberately raised her voice, but none of the children present paid any attention to her.

Teacher Xu smiled awkwardly, "Uh, hehe, then could our new student please introduce himself?"

The classroom was very noisy and Xiao Zhuang couldn't understand what the teacher said, but he noticed that the teacher was staring at him with longing eyes. He understood what the teacher meant and walked in front of his classmates with the teddy bear in his arms.

This is what his father taught him last night. His father told him to take the initiative to introduce himself to his classmates.

The other students were all playing their own games and didn't notice Xiao Zhuang.

Xiao Zhuang walked up to the teacher and introduced himself.

He was so nervous when introducing himself for the first time that he forgot everything his father taught him yesterday.

Xiao Zhuang prepared himself mentally for a long time before slowly uttering his name, "Jiang Yanhuai." He used the standard Dongqi pronunciation.

Jiang Yanhuai's pronunciation in interstellar language sounds just like Jiang Xiaojiang's.

"Ahem, students, please pay attention. This is a new student in our class, Jiang Xiaojiang." Teacher Xu introduced him loudly again, trying to attract the attention of other students in the classroom.

Yet no one turned around.

Teacher Xu laughed awkwardly and said, "Ahaha, it's okay, Xiao Zhuang, go down and play."

"Hmm."

Xiao Zhuang returned to his seat and observed his classmates.

There are not many people in the classroom but it is very noisy. It seems like a messy environment but every student has his or her own things to do.

There was a small pool in the classroom. As soon as the mermaid classmate arrived, she jumped into the pool and sank to the bottom. No one knew what she was doing.

The twin brothers lay on the ground, hugging each other and dozing off, snoring softly in their sleep.

Three little girls gathered together, chattering about something.

Xianxian was slashing at the air with his big sword in the classroom.

Several other little boys were also doing their own things.

Some were frantically pressing the children's terminal, not knowing what they were looking for; some were sitting alone at a small table in the corner playing with building blocks; and some were gathered together playing with toys.

Xiao Zhuang looked around and seemed unable to fit in.

On the first day of school, Teacher Xu was afraid that Xiao Jiang would be bored, so she gave him a new set of painting supplies.

Xiao Zhuang moved a small chair to sit next to the drawing table. His father had also bought him these things. He often drew at home.

"Little Zombie, if you're bored, there are plenty of toys here."

"Yeah." After nodding to the teacher, Xiao Zhuang picked up the pen and began to draw seriously.

Not far away.

"Look! How powerful is my mecha warrior?!" Xianxian proudly showed off to a little boy with her hands on her hips.

The classmate in front of him waved his hand impatiently, "Go away and leave me alone."

After hitting a wall there, Xianxian went to attract the attention of other students, "Look at the latest mecha warrior I bought, is it awesome?"

Xianxian showed his mecha warrior with blood coming out of all seven orifices to another little boy.

"What's so great about this crappy toy? My dad's big mecha is the real deal."

"My Mecha Warrior is obviously the most powerful!"

"You're just a toy. How can you be so great if you can't even fight?" the little boy said righteously.

Hearing his favorite thing being denied, Xianxian's faith collapsed and he burst into tears, shouting, "You're lying! My Mecha Warrior is the most powerful in the world!"

“Not really.”

"Wow~" The classroom was suddenly filled with Xianxian's collapsed crying. He was sobbing and kept muttering "Mech Warrior" in his mouth.

"Humph, I don't bother to pay attention to you."

“…”

Teachers turn a blind eye to minor frictions between classmates. Children have their own way of socializing, and there is no need to interfere as long as they don't fight.

Xiao Zhuang was immersed in painting and did not react to Xianxian's heart-wrenching crying in the class.

Xianxian rolled on the ground crying, holding a toy in his hand. He rolled and cried, and whenever he met his classmates, he would cry and ask if his mecha warrior was powerful.

However, no one paid any attention to him, and he cried more and more sadly.

"Wow~ Obviously my mecha warrior is the most powerful!" He rolled while crying, and this time rolled to the feet of the little zombie.

He subconsciously grabbed the obstacle's trouser leg, lifted the MechWarrior high, and asked with a sniffle, "Wu...Wu... Tell me, is my MechWarrior powerful?"

Feeling something pulling at his feet, Xiao Zhuang looked down and saw Xianxian lying on the ground sniffing, and the ugly mecha warrior with blood coming out of all seven orifices held high in his hand.

Xianxian turned her head while sobbing. Her tear-red round eyes met Xiaojiang's beautiful and innocent eyes under his thick and long eyelashes, and then she paused.

"Tell me, is my mecha warrior powerful?"