The three were about to go look for the furry child when a head peeked over the wall of the Shen family's courtyard.
His expression was very serious, as if a storm was brewing.
"Commander, sister-in-law, Battalion Commander Xie, Comrade Zhou Shi is over here."
Just now, Shen Qin brought over a small amount of paper. Because Shi Shi was not good at holding the pen, she drew a few useless sheets and ran out of paper.
So the group of kids moved their base to the Shen family's house.
Oh, it's a VPN.
Shishi was quite clever; she first picked up the four little dwarfs one by one by the back of their collars, like little chicks, and threw them over the wall, then climbed over herself.
Fortunately, she was careful not to throw people; apart from their clothes getting dirty, no one was missing an arm or a leg.
The key point is that the four little dwarfs were quite happy to be thrown around and asked to play again.
The Queen, perhaps having a penchant for spoiling her younger siblings, casually picked up the four chicks and threw them back to the Xiao family, then flipped herself over and threw them back to the Shen family.
There wasn't a trace of impatience on his face.
After throwing twice, the game ended.
And so, the door was securely bolted, but the person had already left home.
Chen Xiao watched the whole process.
He wanted to help, but his sister-in-law didn't see him. She picked them up one by one and threw them down one by one, doing it very easily.
He assumed the children were playing with paper folding, so he didn't go closer to look and went to the backyard to pick vegetables to prepare lunch.
When he glanced at the rice while going back to the main room to scoop it up, he was almost shocked.
Comrade Zhou Shi is actually drawing a wooden gun.
He had never seen that style before.
Although there are no specific figures, his long experience handling wooden guns allows him to immediately sense their formidable sharpness.
Such a sophisticated design, if produced, would be far beyond the current scientific research capabilities of the Dragon Kingdom.
So, here's the question.
How was Zhou Shi able to paint weapons that exceeded the national standard?
Chen Xiao lowered his voice warily, "Commander, you should come and take a look with Battalion Commander Xie."
There are some things he can't say directly.
Not only because Zhang Tong was there, but also because they were afraid that someone outside might overhear them.
The situation remains unclear, so what needs to be hidden should still be hidden.
Perhaps it's not what he thinks.
If that's not the case at all, but he accidentally spilled it, it would be an extreme disaster for Comrade Zhou Shi.
When Zhang Tong didn't hear him telling her to come over, she immediately sensed something was wrong, and the scene from earlier flashed through her mind.
Shishi said she wanted to draw a wooden gun.
so......
Her face turned deathly pale.
Impossible!
That girl is too naive; it's absolutely impossible.
She had long regarded Zhou Shi as her own little daughter and genuinely could not accept such a possibility.
Which child in the compound didn't have one or two wooden toy guns?
What she drew was definitely just a toy.
Seeing Chen Xiao's serious expression, Xiao Dan and Xie Lin felt a chill run down their spines, sensing that something bad was about to happen.
He lifted his leg and climbed over the courtyard wall, heading straight for the main room where several children were playing.
"Wow, this is beautiful. The Queen, Shen Qin, and Shen Zhao all have one. I want one for Xingxing too."
"Your Majesty, Da Ya wants one too."
"One for each person, don't fight over it. You're all Shishi's underlings, this is a gift from Shishi to you."
The internship queen is very bold.
"Thank you, Queen!" the four little ones exclaimed happily in unison.
Little did they know that the three people who saw the picture had different expressions, but all were equally serious.
That unique style, those smooth strokes—everything indicates that Zhou Shi once drew it, and may even have participated in its creation, so...
But it's puzzling because she held the pen with her fist, just like a child learning to write at school.
The way he held the pen seemed so out of place with the exquisite finished product.
Without seeing it with one's own eyes, no one could possibly attribute the origin of these blueprints to her.
What exactly is wrong?
"Egg, Stinky Egg, look, this is what Corpse drew. Isn't Corpse amazing?"
Impressive, of course it's impressive.
Is the little fool who can draw gun-shaped patterns really a little fool?
Moreover, these were all styles they had never seen before.
Chen Xiao silently took the drawing paper from the two children and placed it on the table. He then led the four children into the house, leaving space for the three of them.
The silly girl had no idea that she might be in big trouble, and was still foolishly waiting for praise.
"Egg, Stinky Egg, is Corpse powerful?"
Xie Lin sat down next to her, took the unfinished paper and pen from her hand, and put them aside.
He pulled her hand to his lap, wrapped his hands around her small hands and held them tightly. His trembling legs betrayed his feelings at that moment.
"Shishi, do you remember who taught you this?"
He was afraid of hearing answers he didn't want to hear; he was terrified.
She was boisterous, but she was genuinely innocent and naive, without the sordid scheming of the adult world.
He loved hearing her silly way of calling him "stinky egg" and waving her arms around him, begging for treats.
When he's on a mission, does he wonder what she's doing?
Was he naughty?
Did you go raid bird nests again?
Or perhaps you're still thinking about your aunt's two chickens?
Although they had only known each other for a few days and their relationship wasn't deep, he genuinely treated the girl like family and hoped she could live the rest of her life happily.
She could cause chaos throughout the compound and wreak havoc in the cafeteria.
But this matter is too big; he can't protect her.
Here, no one can protect her.
We can't protect them!
For some reason, I feel very sad, as if I have ten pounds of cotton stuck in my chest.
He really didn't want to face this fact.
As soldiers, we should be filled with hatred and resentment towards hostile forces.
But he refused to believe that the cute and innocent little girl in front of him was that kind of person.
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