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As Wei Shao went there once a week, Fei Luo became more and more familiar with his attitude and could let him rub his head and pinch his face without resisting.
Wei Shao got the joy of raising cubs in advance, but also experienced the worries.
Now when he walks on the street and sees those seven or eight-year-old children dressed up beautifully, he can't help but think of Philo.
Almost a month had passed since he first crossed over, which was more than half a year over there. The food he brought over became more and more each time, and Philo's skinny body finally gained some flesh and looked healthier.
But in terms of housing and clothing, they are still not as good as children from normal families.
Wei Shao even thought about exchanging the gold jewelry for money, but gold, which can be used as hard currency here, is just an ordinary metal with no value in the interstellar world.
The only thing that is valuable is the watch, and the more complex the mechanical structure, the more expensive it is.
According to the system, the empire's personal terminals have developed to the point where they no longer require screens and frequent charging. Mechanical watches that are complicated to make are no longer practical and have become decorative items sought after by wealthy people.
Wei Shao had brought the right person by accident.
But in the chaotic abandoned planet, it is unknown how many times a watch would have to go from the hands of a peddler to the hands of a group leader. The peddler would certainly not give a good price when he saw that Philo was a homeless child, so it was absolutely impossible to rely on this to solve Philo's future source of livelihood.
Wei Shao couldn't think of a solution in a short time, but fortunately, the winter vacation would start in a few days.
He had already figured out that he would stock up on a large bag of stuff before the winter vacation. Once the vacation started, he would concentrate on packing and delivering supplies at home.
He even specifically told the system to do its best to achieve something big.
The system sensed his growing enthusiasm and had no doubt that if the task had no deadline, Wei Shao would be able to empty his own house.
On the day of the holiday, Wei Shao rejected Song Tao's invitation to go fishing, put on a mask and a hat, and went straight to the children's clothing store.
The clerk had a warm smile on his face and asked who he was buying it for and what size he wanted.
"My brother," Wei Shao said without hesitation. After so many visits, he had a rough idea of Filo's size. "One, three, four, and five."
The clerk was surprised at the wide range of sizes, but still smiled and nodded in agreement: "Children do grow fast."
Choosing the size was not difficult, but Wei Shao felt a little constrained when choosing the color and style.
Don’t buy brightly colored ones, the abandoned stars are too messy, Philo can’t protect himself, and wearing something that looks eye-catching can only do harm and no good.
You can’t choose designs that are too good-looking, for the same reason as above.
Keeping warm and comfortable is the first priority.
After choosing for a long time, Wei Shao already had a lot of ugly clothes on his arms. He frowned and looked down, then handed them to the clerk: "Pack them up first, I'll look at other things."
The clerk smiled but wondered what was going on.
This handsome guy obviously dresses very elegantly himself, but why does he choose low-selling items in the store for his younger brother? The colors are dull and tacky, and he doesn't look like a child at all.
Is it because he has a bad relationship with his younger brother?
That’s not right. If a brother and a younger brother have a bad relationship, would they go out to buy clothes?
Of course Wei Shao couldn't hear the clerk's inner doubts. He just wanted to buy as much as possible. The high school winter vacation was too short. It would be troublesome if he missed this opportunity to buy big items.
He picked a few more pieces and was about to check out when he glanced at a little model with brown curly hair. He paused. The little model was wearing an apricot-colored hooded horn button coat, which made her look very cute.
Wei Shao struggled for a moment, but couldn't help but pointed at the coat and said, "Give me that one too..."
"Do you have this one left? We want it."
Before Wei Shao finished his words, a lady with a gentle voice spoke, twisting the collar of her coat.
She was holding a child by the hand. The child's dark eyes fell on the coat as she spoke. He stopped eating the cake and said sweetly, "It looks good."
Wei Shao couldn't help but look at the child for a few more seconds.
The lady pinched his cheek and said, "Oh, baby, you have good taste. Let daddy come and see it later."
The clerk looked at Wei Shao, whose aesthetic taste suddenly burst out, and then looked at the lady, and said with embarrassment: "Sir, Madam, we only have one piece of this style left in our store..."
Wei Shao was slightly startled. The lady looked at her and said directly, "It's rare for our child to see something he likes so much. I'll give you the money for two pieces. Can you give us this one first?"
Wei Shao frowned: "No, you can have it."
He paid the bill directly, and at the same time, the lady took out a card from her purse and handed it to the clerk.
Sometimes, Wei Shao actually hated his sensitivity to numbers.
He is very familiar with the card number of this card, and until now, this card still transfers money to him every month.
Wei Shao finally looked at the child's face carefully, and the shape of the child's eyebrows and eyes happened to confirm certain facts.
After the clerk paid for them, he casually said, "Your child looks a bit like this handsome guy. It's quite a coincidence."
The lady was stunned and subconsciously stared at Wei Shao's face, her expression changing little by little.
"Yaya, haven't you paid the bill yet?" The man in the suit walked over with a smile, put one arm around the woman's shoulders and stroked the child's head with the other hand.
"What's wrong?" The man followed her gaze and finally saw Wei Shao standing aside with an expressionless face.
The smile on his face froze slightly: "A Shao, why are you here?"
Why are you here?
Wei Shao looked at the family of three in front of him and found it more ridiculous than ever before: "Where should I be?"
He looked at Wei Chengshan, then at the child holding Wei Chengshan's hand, and asked seriously: "Mr. Wei, how old is this child, eight years old? Nine years old? It seems that you and my mother were still together at that time. Which generation is this?"
The expression of the woman next to Wei Chengshan suddenly became quite ugly.
There was silence all around, and several shop assistants had shock in their eyes, wondering what kind of melodramatic drama plot this was.
Wei Chengshan angrily shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child?"
"It turns out that kids nowadays are so fragile that they can't stand hearing such words." Wei Shao pulled the corner of his mouth, thinking back to the women who had always been around Wei Chengshan when he was a child. "By the way, which lover is this? Is it the one next to you? Or the former Secretary Wu? Hiss, it could also be Director Meng or Miss Chen——"
"Pa!" Wei Chengshan stepped forward and slapped him hard.
Wei Shao turned his face away, and his cheek soon turned red. He pressed the tip of his tongue into his mouth and looked at Wei Chengshan indifferently.
Wei Chengshan's numb hands hung at his sides. He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Wei Shao's sarcasm: "Wei Chengshan, you dare not let others say it?"
Wei Chengshan looked at his red left cheek, frowned and said nothing.
Wei Shao lowered his eyes and looked at the child hiding behind the woman: "Why don't you just take him home? It won't have a bad influence on him if he keeps hiding. Be careful not to raise another useless child."
The woman next to Wei Chengshan's eyes flickered.
Wei Chengshan took a deep breath, slowed down his tone and said, "A Shao, let's talk about it when we get home."
"No need." Wei Shao picked up several large bags of clothes and said coldly, "You guys take your time shopping. I have something else to do, so I'll leave you alone for now."
He took a taxi home directly. His aunt knew that he had a day off today, so she had been busy in the kitchen since early morning. When she heard the door open, she immediately raised her voice and said, "Xiao Shao is back. I made some yam and chicken soup. Come and have some."
Wei Shao really didn't have the energy to respond, he just changed his shoes in silence. Aunt Xu didn't hear his response and thought she had misheard, so she walked out of the kitchen to take a look.
"Oh, what happened to your face?" The aunt was shocked when she saw his face. She wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron and walked over.
Wei Shao turned his face slightly away: "It's okay, Aunt Xu, thank you, I'll drink the soup later."
Seeing him like this, the aunt guessed a little bit, took the big bags from his hands and put them on the shelf beside him: "Auntie will boil two eggs and knead them for you later. Go change your clothes first, don't catch a cold."
Wei Shao nodded: "Thank you, Aunt Xu."
He put on his slippers and went to his room. Aunt Xu looked at his tall figure and sighed. She walked to the stove and started to boil eggs. After a while, she couldn't help but mutter, "...What a sin."
When Wei Shao came out after changing his clothes, Aunt Xu came over with a hot egg. She apologized to Wei Shao, "Ah Shao, I can't help you with the compress. Mingming's friend just called and said that Mingming fell while playing basketball. I have to go to the hospital to check on the situation."
It was obviously Aunt Xu's child. Wei Shao had met him a few times and he just started junior high school this year.
Wei Shao took the egg and smiled, "It's okay, Aunt Xu, you go ahead, I can do it myself."
Aunt Xu habitually reminded him to remember to eat, which pot to heat the soup and vegetables in, and not to eat cold food. Wei Shao had no choice but to push her shoulder helplessly: "Aunt Xu, I'm not three years old. Go quickly and don't let Mingming wait anxiously."
Aunt Xu hesitated for a moment and said, "A Shao, I'm going to say something that's beyond the line. If you think it's wrong, just don't listen. Study hard and don't ruin yourself because of the things of your past generation. It's not worth it. You have to live your future life by yourself, and it will definitely be good. Just like what the book says, after suffering comes happiness."
Wei Shao said nothing.
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He turned down Song Tao's invitations to go hiking, play ball, practice archery, fish and drink for four or five days in a row. On the sixth day, Song Tao came to his house.
When the doorbell rang, Wei Shao was lying on a package that was bigger than him, playing games. He quickly went out to open the door, and when he saw it was Song Tao, he quickly lay back down and said, "Close the door."
Song Tao came in with two bottles of wine, and after seeing his posture, he asked curiously, "Are you hatching eggs, Brother Shao?"
Wei Shao didn't even raise his head: "Get lost."
Song Tao chuckled and said, "What have you been doing these days? I can't even find your shadow."
Wei Shao: "Play games, eat, and sleep."
"That's so boring, let's go fishing tomorrow," Song Tao said, raised the wine in his hand, and said proudly, "I stole the collection from my dad, isn't that a sign of loyalty?"
Wei Shao said calmly, "No."
This was too abnormal. Song Tao realized something was wrong and asked, "What's going on? Is your dad bothering you again?"
Wei Shao didn't answer, but raised his chin at him: "Go get two cups."
Song Tao frowned: "Why don't you go?"
Wei Shao: "I'm hatching eggs."
"...I'm really impressed." Song Tao rolled his eyes and took two cups from the disinfection cabinet. Seeing Wei Shao still lying on the big package, he became curious and said, "What's in this package? Let me see."
Wei Shao dodged a few times, but the more he dodged, the more curious Song Tao became. Wei Shao had no choice but to open the bag and asked, "Did you see it?"
Song Tao looked at the clothes in the bag and carefully picked up one: "Is this for a child?"
Wei Shao nodded: "Yes."
Song Tao was shocked and asked, "When did you give birth to the child? How come I didn't know? Who is the child's mother?"
Wei Shao kicked him and said, "You are sick. You bought it for your younger brother."
"Which brother?" Song Tao was curious, "You have a younger brother?"
Wei Shao didn't know what he was thinking about, and sneered: "Really, there is one, I just found it last week, but this one is not for him, it's for..."
Wei Shao thought for a moment and said, "I bought it for my adopted brother."
Song Tao understood the sloppy and confusing narrative immediately. He patted Wei Shao on the shoulder with sympathy and said, "I have experience in this. Don't be sad. I'll drink with you. We'll be fine after a few drinks. Don't leave until you're drunk!"
Wei Shao took the corkscrew and opened both bottles of wine, then stuffed the bottles directly into Song Tao's hands. He then picked up the other bottle and took a sip.
"I'm so fierce, can your stomach handle it?"
"Stop nagging me, please." Wei Shao clinked glasses with him perfunctorily, "Drink."
Song Tao took a sip and asked, "What is your father's plan? Is he going to bring that bastard home to recognize his ancestors?"
Wei Shao smiled and said, "I don't know. It's none of my business."
Song Tao was angry: "Fuck, illegitimate child, why!"
Wei Shao didn't respond. He tilted his head back and took another big sip. He drank so fast that the cold wine flowed down the corners of his mouth.
The wine was strong and Song Tao couldn't hold as much as him. As he drank, he got drunk and cursed Sanhe's illegitimate son harshly. His curses were getting more and more harsh with his true feelings and drunkenness.
Wei Shao felt like a stone was pressing on his chest and he couldn't breathe. Amid Song Tao's scolding, he kept recalling the scene in the children's clothing store. On Wei Chengshan's face was a gentle fatherly love that he had never seen before.
In the early years, Wei Chengshan and his mother had quarreled a lot. His mother always cried to him neurotically about which lover Wei Chengshan had found outside and how much money he had spent on the lover.
Wei Chengshan seldom went home, and when he did, there would be quarrels. When a quarrel broke out, Wei Chengshan would always put on a gentle and helpless attitude, explaining, comforting and assuring. After a set of procedures, the storm would temporarily subside, but would not happen again next time.
Wei Chengshan was a habitual adulterer and had little affection for his son. He gave him a so-called elite education since childhood, which was so strict that it was unbelievable.
In Wei Shao's memory, Wei Chengshan smiled at him only a few times when he was a child, but if he did well enough, Wei Chengshan and his mother would be able to maintain superficial harmony for a while. As for whether Wei Chengshan had cheated again during this period, Wei Shao didn't know.
His mother often said that the family would fall apart without him, and Wei Shao believed it at the time, but later found out it was all bullshit.
After the breakup, they all lived well, except for him who was redundant.
As it was getting dark, the Song family's driver came up to pick up Song Tao. Wei Shao was drunk and drowsy. He barely pulled the blanket on the sofa to wrap himself up, then fell asleep on the big package.
At the same time, Philo had been in his little cave for a day. In his hand was a book of insect language that he had picked up from the garbage dump yesterday. The cover and the first few pages were all rotten, but the inner pages were still barely usable.
Philo carefully lit the candle with a lighter. There was still a tiny head of the candle wick left. The faint flame illuminated the marks on the cave wall.
He turned the pages of the book and frequently stood up to look outside the cave.
But there was no movement.
Finally, the candle wick burned out, the rice-grain-sized flame disappeared, and the cave became completely dark.
Philo knew that there was still a small flashlight in the storage bag under the bed that Wei Shao had brought him last time, but he didn't open it.
…It seems like he won’t come today.
Philo walked towards the bed with his eyes downcast. He was used to the darkness and could function normally without light.
However, just as he sat down on the edge of the bed, he was pinned down by a dark shadow that dropped from the sky, and the strong and pungent smell of alcohol instantly enveloped Philo's senses.
"Bang!"
Along with the black shadow, a huge package also fell from the sky.
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