Chapter 161
Death is a very quiet darkness, so quiet that nothingness does not exist. This is the second time that Lu Daju has felt this kind of nothingness. This time of death was when they started this endless journey. At that time, Wu Jin was protecting two small points of light in the darkness.
Now he just felt that he was about to disperse into nothingness. There was no fulcrum here that could make him gather together. His consciousness was becoming more and more empty and unable to concentrate. He wanted to merge into the darkness of nothingness and become a part of the darkness.
"Young...Master,...don't..."
From the distant and misty distance, there were intermittent and unclear sounds. The consciousness that was about to fall into darkness moved in the void.
"No." Along with the child's shout, there was a loud bang and a door opening.
"Dad!" The voice came from the sky, and the sudden impact also came from the sky.
Lu Daju only felt a heaviness in his abdomen, and his internal organs were about to be knocked out. His consciousness, which was floating in the void, suddenly trembled, and the darkness slid away like broken glass.
It was a round pig, with every part of its body round, which also proved that the pig was definitely not light in weight.
Yes, that's right, this is Stone's most loyal friend, General Pig. It would be a lie to say that it weighs less than 300 pounds. There is also a little stone sitting on it with a happy grin on its face.
With the sound of "Dad, Dad, Dad", the pig's trotter pounded on his chest with the weight of an earth-shaking mountain.
Lu Daju struggled to wake up from the darkness. In the dim light after opening his eyes, he saw General Pig's big round face jumping up and down as his body was hit hard.
"Little...little bastard, your dad is going to be stepped on to death by you!" The words squeezed out from between his teeth turned into a roar in the end, and he swung away the life-threatening thing on his body with one hand.
General Pig flew out, and the little thing on its back jumped down and fell firmly into Lu Daju's arms.
Lu Daju had a full haircut, and his furry head popped out from his arms, looking at him with big, bright black eyes. "Dad, dad, you're awake."
The short, shiny, slightly curly hair is sticking up, and the baby fat on the face is chewy. Oh, isn't this his stinky son?
Ignoring his stomach that was about to be stepped on and injured, he sat up and reminded the boy: "Stinky son, you are causing trouble after waking up."
"Daddy, Daddy, I want my sister." The eyebrows that were usually raised and full of energy were now pimples, and tears came one by one, like golden beans.
"Huh?" Lu Daju was so confused by the crying that he looked at the butler leaning against the door for help and shook the little kid in his arms: "What's wrong?"
"You slept for 10 days, and the young master was awake for 10 days. He was fine at first, but later he kept clamoring for his sister. Maybe he had no playmates." As the neatly dressed housekeeper Wen said this, he pointed behind him at his personal vase, Mr. Tongchen. The cute succulent plant on the metal skeleton was missing leaves and branches, and was in a mess, barely surviving.
The panda Diandian in Mr. Tongchen's arms had its black and white fur disheveled and it was obvious that it had been badly damaged.
"Then I clicked on the live broadcast of the Central Military Academy's enrollment competition this year..." Butler Wen adjusted the front corner of his robe that was slightly curled up and explained helplessly.
"That's not my sister." Little Stone suddenly screamed and danced to pounce on Butler Wen.
Lu Daju quickly pressed him into his arms, making it impossible for him to struggle out.
Butler Wen heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this and continued, "Perhaps the young lady has changed a lot, and Master Shitou is unwilling to accept her. He's been clamoring to find both the young lady and the master, and he finally found her here after searching everywhere."
"..." Lu Daju didn't know how to explain it. Little Shitou had been held by Rong Zhou, and the energy shock he received was quite large. He'd been asleep for a long time, so it was normal for Yaya's appearance to change during that time. But how could he explain this to a three-year-old? It was a mess, a bit irritating.
"Stop making trouble. I'll take you to your sister. If you make trouble again, I'll spank you."
"Okay, Shitou misses his sister and dad so much, I won't spank you." Maybe it was because he hadn't seen his relatives for more than 10 days, which made Shitou feel uneasy. This time he was very well-behaved. He sniffled to hold back his tears and hugged Lu Daju's neck tightly.
Lu Daju helplessly sat up holding the stone egg in his arms, and then he took a quick glance at the environment around him. The environment was very familiar. There was a round wisteria bed in the highest room, and inside the bed was the main body Rong Zhou lying side by side with him.
Thinking about Rong Zhou, who usually looks like an ethereal being who is not of this world, I want to laugh when I see him being trampled by pig's trotters. But then I remember that the other protagonist is myself, so I better forget it and stop laughing at myself.
When I was carrying the child out, I saw Butler Wen walk in from the corner of my eye. He pouted, probably to help clean up.
Diandian in Tongchen's arms struggled to get off the ground, and followed behind the two of them, shaking her head, humming, and walking in an eight-shaped step.
Only after walking down from upstairs did I understand what Butler Wen meant when he casually said he had searched everywhere. From top to bottom, no room escaped the disaster. Some doors were open, some were half-open, and some had already detached from the door frame.
The scene viewed from the outside was already quite miserable, and nothing inside the door was still in its original place. Every room that Rong Zhou had carefully arranged looked like it had been trampled by large animals, and more than half of it was in a mess.
The workload of restoring the original state is not small. Housekeeper Wen's workload has increased several times from doing nothing every day to take care of the flower garden.
Hehe, he has a legitimate reason to hide away, or to take care of the children. Butler Wen has worked so hard. Anyway, he has an assistant and shouldn't be tired.
The brat was sandwiched on the left, and he tapped his head twice with his right hand. While thinking about being lazy, he began to teach the brat a lesson: "Look at what a mess you have made at home. If you do this again next time, I will confiscate your pig general."
"Pig, pig."
I didn't listen carefully to what he was mumbling, and soon arrived at the lobby on the first floor. The situation was not bad, except that the comfortable three-seater sofa was overturned on the ground.
Lu Daju kicked my big sofa back to its original position, walked over and sat down, and casually moved the little guy under his armpit to his side to support his forehead, which was still a little dizzy.
Humming, humming, he heard the humming sound crawling in. He didn't bother to play it himself, but directly said to the little fat ball: "What were they watching just now? Keep playing."
"Okay, Master's Master, I'm so glad that you can wake up a little." The voice of response was mechanical but with a touch of cuteness. It seemed that it was becoming more and more adapted to the panda's body.
"I'm also very happy to wake up again." As he said this, he grabbed Stone who was rushing towards the sofa. He was attracted by the dots under the sofa.
Lu Daju asked him to sit down, picked up the panda from under the sofa, and let them sit side by side.
Shitou hugged Diandian and buried his face in her hair and rinsed her a few times.
Completely betrayed, Diandian was speechless for a moment before saying, "...Rong Lei is such a lively kid."
Of course, Lu Daju could hear the helplessness in the tone, and he also rubbed his black ears: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's a pleasure to serve you."
After Diandian finished speaking, three-dimensional images began to appear in the living room. These were from a batch of visual guides newly purchased from StarCraft. StarCraft's cutting-edge technology provided a more realistic sense of integration, and the freely selectable viewing angles made people feel as if they were in the scene. The large-space experience was even better. The above was the slogan for this machine, and integrating into StarCraft's life improved it by more than a little.
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