Xie Lin had seen this child once during a mission. He was only five or six years old, but he possessed immense strength.
He seemed perfectly normal when he was healthy, but he would fall ill. When he fell ill, he would become unrecognizable to his family and relatives, and both people and animals would suffer. Later, it was discovered that he was intellectually disabled, and at the time, he only felt sorry for him.
But how did he end up here?
That place is clearly very far away; you have to take both a car and a boat.
His clothes were tattered and he was emaciated; he must have suffered a lot.
He stood guard protectively in front of Zhou Shi, mainly because he was afraid that Zhou Shi would go berserk and hit people indiscriminately.
He wasn't sure if it was his little girl who was stronger, or the little boy.
The little boy completely ignored Xie Lin, his gaze fixed solely on the peeking person.
As he watched, he suddenly grinned.
"Hehe, silly corpse, silly corpse."
The idiot stared at him blankly.
"A corpse is a corpse, not a stupid corpse, hmph."
Since you have those golden fists, Corpse won't mind if you shout once.
If it happens again, I'll hit you.
"Little silly corpse, little silly corpse."
Um?
Awooooo.
The patriarch stared dumbfounded at the two wrestling.
It was supposed to be a fight, but it seemed like only the little girl was throwing punches.
The little boy grinned blankly, letting her hit him as if he felt no pain.
For some reason, he saw doting in the little boy's eyes.
Yes, it was pampering. He was absolutely right. It was the look a parent gives their child.
He shook off the goosebumps and picked up the ruffled little girl.
The little boy was so thin he barely had any flesh on his body; if he was hit any further, his bones would fall apart.
The silly corpse sullenly chewed on her chicken leg, ignoring the people who were watching her grin foolishly.
As if he felt he was in the right, he went to order people around again, "Stinky Egg, Shishi needs another roasted Feifei."
Xie Lin glanced at the little boy who was swallowing hard but sitting obediently on the ground without making a fuss or grabbing anything, and felt that this scene was very familiar.
Isn't this exactly how a silly girl looks when she's craving something sweet?
He shook his head and went to pick up the pheasant again.
The little boy seemed to know the little girl, and the little girl's comment about "powerful little egg" indicated that she also knew the little boy.
He didn't know how they met, but since they did, let him have a good meal too.
He thought that since the little boy had traveled all the way to the island, he must have also visited the little girl's hometown.
Like attracts like, that's probably how it is.
I had just finished cleaning the pheasant when I turned around and saw the two men who were just enemies whispering to each other.
He strained his ears, but couldn't hear a single whisper.
The little boy said something, and the silly girl was overjoyed. She grinned and kept calling him "ugly," and even generously offered up the pheasant feet and neck that were originally meant for her.
Even more incredibly, the stingy person actually poured sweet water into his bowl for him to drink.
Did the sun rise in the west?
"Ugly, do you have any water? Quickly turn on the water to wash your hands."
The little boy glanced at the eavesdropping patriarch and shook his head, "No need to wash."
With a snap, the rotten egg's shell really cracked this time.
Is that brat trying to make the little boy pee on his hands? Could she have done that herself? Hmm?
It seems I still need to teach her more about hygiene.
He rushed over and got some water from the earthenware pot for the little boy to wash his hands.
"Ugly, eat up, this is delicious, and the sweet juice is good too."
"The Corpse is about to raise its sword to attack the sea. Your new shell is so small, it's perfect for you and Little Egg to be the Corpse's underlings. Do you want to be one?"
"Okay, I'll take the ugly one."
"Hehe, the fish and antlers here are delicious. I'll catch lots and lots for you."
"Mmm, eat."
A big question mark appeared on Xie Lin's forehead.
Wasn't it just a little egg a moment ago?
How did it become ugly?
Given the little girl's thought process, she should normally call him "Ugly Egg," so why did she call him "Ugly Ugly"?
This is the only egg that is different from the others, or rather, from the other eggs.
His title is unique, even surpassing that of a stinky egg like myself.
Why?
On what grounds?
He is her man, and should be unique to her.
He pouted as he roasted the pheasant, his whole demeanor filled with resentment.
The man with the bitter taste brought over a roasted pheasant.
He wanted to know if he was included among the two, to verify his place in her heart.
Then he watched helplessly as the silly boy handed a whole pheasant to the little boy.
"Ugly, eat quickly, eat lots of food, and grow tall."
"The corpses eat too, and they grow tall too."
Two fools were happily feasting on roast chicken, while a resentful man was grieving alone.
He didn't get any!
He definitely doesn't get a share!
You brat, am I still your most special egg?
The childish Xie went online and grabbed a water bottle, taking a big gulp of soda.
Hmph, you brat, I'm going to drink all the sweet water, I'm going to drink it all.
"You stinky egg, you drank a sip of sweet water, you have to pay for a whole pot."
A naive approach that yields more harm than good: ...
If outsiders can drink, but he, as a member of the family, has to pay for it, right?
Okay, okay, okay, okay!!!
Whether it was because the corpse was full or something else, the patriarch finally managed to get half a roast chicken, and was satisfied.
Ugly twisted her little eyebrows as she sized up the man with the curved corners of his mouth, thinking that this man was even sillier than a zombie.
I wonder if the silly corpse will become even sillier if he's always with him?
Xie Lin suffered a myocardial infarction.
Again with those disdainful looks, again with those disdainful looks. Can't a normal person tell him what he did to deserve this?
Having achieved the goal of eating roasted Feifei, there is another goal.
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