Chapter 4 Entering Baby-raising Mode
"Ah?" Mibao looked at him blankly and said stupidly, "I don't know."
She just practices according to her master's teachings every day and doesn't know what the Rinnegan is.
The Chakravartin looked at her with complicated eyes.
Finally, he sighed deeply and said, "That's all."
Maybe it was fate.
This child's life should have ended a year ago, but she survived by accident, and the book of life and death changed accordingly. He could not see her future fate, it was all blank.
Such a being should not be allowed to stay in the world, but the underworld has not figured out how to deal with it yet, so they simply let him teach her. It's just one more child in the world. As long as she doesn't learn bad things in the future and cause harm to the world, it's fine.
However, the little girl was extremely talented and learned everything very quickly. She even developed the Samsara Eye on her own. Maybe she could take over his job if she was called over.
He can finally retire.
Thinking of this, the Chakravartin laughed again, "The Chakravartin can see the past and the future. Did you see anything?"
"Yes!" Mibao nodded his little head heavily, pulled his arm and climbed into his arms quickly, found a comfortable position to sit, and told him about his dream with his little feet raised.
"Master, will the future I see really happen?"
The Chakravartin nodded, "Well, you have developed the Samsara Eye. You won't dream easily, and whatever you dream about will come true."
Hearing this, Mibao's face fell all of a sudden. She hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "Master, please help mom and brothers. They are very kind people. I don't want them to beg for food."
The King thought for a moment, touched her head and said, "The one who can help them is not the Master, but you yourself."
"Me?" Mibao pointed his chubby hand at himself and looked at him blankly.
The Chakravartin nodded and said, "Since you have seen it, it is a hint from heaven. As long as you seize the opportunity, it is not impossible to turn the tide."
Mi Bao was still wondering what he meant when the Wheel King placed his hand on her head and gently pushed her back. "Go back. Remember, practice well, do more good deeds, and accumulate more merits. Only then can you continue to live."
Immediately afterwards, Mibao's body became lighter and he floated backwards quickly.
At the Duan family, Mibao turned over, smacked his lips, and fell asleep hugging his soft teddy bear.
The house was quiet. After daybreak, Duan Ze had just fallen asleep in the guest bedroom when a small figure suddenly opened the door and ran in, saying in panic, "Oh no, brother! Mom and Dad have been captured by a monster!"
A few minutes later, Duan Ze, with his messy hair and handsome face so dark that ink could drip out, stared at his phone without blinking.
That's the message his mother just sent.
Mom: We are going on our honeymoon. My sister is in your care. Please take good care of her.
That vixen!
He bit his lip, secretly hating it in his heart, and looked at the little burden with an unhappy face, "Go away, don't disturb my sleep."
Mibao wasn't afraid of him either. He touched his belly and said pitifully, "Brother, I'm hungry. I need food."
The little girl's eyes were watery, and Duan Ze was almost touched by her cuteness. But when he came to his senses, he immediately steeled his heart and said coldly, "Go find Aunt Wang to cook for you."
"But Aunt Wang is not here. She went home. There are only two of us left at home."
What? !
When Duan Ze's phone rang and he saw the message on it, he gasped and almost fainted.
Mom: By the way, in order to promote the relationship between you siblings, I have asked everyone to take a vacation, and you will be responsible for your sister's food, clothing, and transportation.
But he can't even take care of himself!
Duan Ze fell on the bed with a look of despair on his face.
Mibao shook his arm, "Brother~"
"It's no use calling me brother. I have no money and I can't cook."
Mibao thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll do it."
After saying that, she jumped off the bed and ran away with her short legs.
Duan Ze sneered: "You cook, but you are just a short guy, how can you reach the stove?"
After closing his eyes for two minutes and listening to the noise outside, Duan Ze rubbed his head irritably, got up from the bed, and walked out yawning unhappily.
Don't burn the house down. He is doing this for his own life, not because he cares about her.
As a result, when he went downstairs, he saw Mibao standing on a chair, holding a spatula in his little hand, and carefully pouring out the fried eggs.
He leaned over to take a look, raised his eyebrows slightly, and it actually looked pretty good.
"Brother, it's time to eat." Mibao handed him the fried egg as if he was presenting a treasure.
Duan Ze said nothing, took it expressionlessly, and started eating. His fingers were casually swiping on his phone. At this time, his agent sent him a message.
Brother Wang: Mr. Duan has arranged a variety show for you. The staff will be here soon. Please get ready.
No, what variety show? How come he doesn't know?
Duan Ze was confused and sent a message to Brother Wang, but Brother Wang hung up directly.
At this time, Brother Wang was standing at the door, and he said to the photographer with confidence: "Our Aze is in great shape and very caring. He is very suitable for your show."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and saw Duan Ze sitting at the dining table with his legs crossed.
At the side, a little girl, not even as tall as his legs, came out of the kitchen, holding a plate in one hand and a spatula in the other. She asked with concern, "Brother, are two fried eggs enough? If not, I'll make you a few more."
Brother Wang: “…”
Photographer: “…”
Who takes care of whom?
Brother Wang covered his face, unable to bear to look.
The photographer moved his headphones, as if he heard some instructions, and suddenly became alert. He pointed the camera at the brother and sister and recorded the scene exactly.
Mibao tilted his head and looked at them, his eyes confused. He moved closer to the camera and studied it curiously: "What is this? Big brother, do you want to eat the eggs I made?"
The photographer seemed to have found some good material, and his smile was almost reaching his ears.
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