Lu Yao noticed Mumu sitting in a corner of the sofa, looking listless, so he walked over and poked him.
"What's wrong?"
Mumu lowered his head, a little embarrassed: "Budu looks a lot like Lu Yao."
Unlike him, Lu Yao said Budu was her child.
Lu Yao rubbed Mumu's smooth forehead and sat down next to him.
Not far away, Budu was being held in the middle by Harold and Si Jin to read comics together.
Harold accepted the identity of "uncle" very quickly, and accepted it better than Lu Yao expected. At this time, she couldn't help but think a little more in her heart.
Lu Yao took out the incomplete photo from his pocket and showed it to Mumu: "This is what Budu originally looked like. I don't know where he came from. But he is just like Mumu, gentle and cute. Today he came from a faraway place, called me mother, and said he would protect me. I suddenly remembered the day I met you."
Mumu's round eyes were filled with water, looking at Lu Yao dimly and brightly.
She smiled back at him, and Mumu carefully reached out her hand, grabbed the owner's sleeve, and leaned over to rub against him: "Lu Yao likes Budu, and Mumu will like Budu too."
Slime and the like, it's really healing.
Lu Yao simply picked up Mumu and rubbed her, smiling and saying: "Lu Yao likes Mumu, and Budu will like Mumu too."
Ambrose sat aside to watch the show, and deliberately poked Edward.
Edward shook his head impatiently.
This human did things flawlessly, and he didn't even have the interest to provoke him.
But after all, he was a human being, and his life lasted for hundreds of years.
For an existence like them, preferring a human being was just a pastime in the long years.
Late at night, other alien shop assistants went upstairs to rest one after another, and Budu was arranged by Lu Yao to stay on the first floor.
She asked Harold to talk in the lounge and asked Harold about his recent homework first.
As a dragon who became independent early, Harold had no problem with his schoolwork.
Lu Yao also planned to talk to Harold about Budu.
Seeing Mumu's behavior, she also had some thoughts in her heart.
Harold's tail had already secretly risen to the sky when he heard Lu Yao's explanation, but his face showed the look of a mature adult: "Lu Yao, I am no longer a child. Lu Budu was born less than ten months ago. As an uncle, I will take good care of him."
After nearly a hundred years as a lone dragon, the little black dragon met this human and got many treasures that he had never dared to hope for before.
He had long walked out of loneliness, and his world had become vast and boundless.
He is a dragon, a natural strongman.
He loves this human and is willing to protect everything she wants to protect.
Lu Yao looked at Harold in surprise. This guy has really grown up.
Is this the fun of being raised?
However, the care and attention shown by Lu Yao still made Harold shy and happy.
The strength of human beings never lies in force, but in a gentle and intellectual heart and brain.
Being stared at by Lu Yao with warm and gratified eyes, Harold's ears felt hot. He felt that if he sat any longer, he would really wag his tail. He stood up suddenly and waved his hand stiffly: "I'm going to bed. You should also go to bed early."
"Yeah. Good night." Lu Yao returned to the room in a good mood, washed up and fell asleep peacefully.
In the next room, Lu Budu sat with his back against the door, kneeling, his eyelids drooping, and a stubborn dark light flashing in his bright red pupils.
He also wanted to become a useful tool for his mother.
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Diagonally opposite the intersection of No. 66 Sanhua Road, there is a beverage shop called "Happy Cafe". The owner is a young man in his thirties named Qin Xing.
Recently, he has been paying unconscious attention to the Childhood Tutorial Center across the street. At first, it might be out of some kind of bad taste, wanting to see how long this store opened in the Holy Land of Death can last. Gradually, it seems to have become a habit, and he wants to take a look from time to time.
In fact, after that live broadcast, the Childhood Tutorial Center began to attract attention, and even the nearby shops benefited, and the business gradually improved.
There were many people in the coffee shop at 8 o'clock in the morning, but most of them were take-out.
Qin Xing and the staff were busy making coffee and packing for delivery.
After half past nine, they got out of the busyness.
Qin Xing made a cup of American coffee, picked up his breakfast and sat down at the window.
The seat by the window is very popular with customers, and Qin Xing would never have occupied it so luxuriously before.
After the Childhood Tutorial Center across the street opened, the owner of that shop often sat on a rattan chair with a fat cat in his arms to bask in the sun, and occasionally had snacks with the staff, looking very comfortable.
Qin Xing had seen it many times, and finally couldn't help but try it once, and it later became a habit.
Anyway, on weekday mornings, after 9:30 and before 11:30, there are very few customers coming to the store.
Qin Xing drank coffee and had breakfast, and occasionally looked up across the street and found a strange white van parked in front of the Childhood Tutorial Center.
Is this a new customer?
The white van has the special logo of the Super Power Research Institute printed on it. There are indeed rumors on the Internet recently that the Super Power Research Institute is interested in cooperating with the Childhood Tutorial Center, but it has always been just a rumor.
Are there really experimental subjects coming to the Childhood Tutorial Center for treatment?
While Qin Xing was stunned, the van had already driven away.
He saw two people walking into the Childhood Tutorial Center one after the other, and he became uncertain about his previous thoughts.
If the Super Power Research Institute wanted to cooperate with the tutorial center, the car would have come here, and they shouldn't have sent only two people.
Moreover, one of the two people looked familiar, and seemed to be a teacher at the tutorial center.
Qin Xing was thinking randomly in his mind, and he didn't know why he cared about these things.
At the Childhood Tutorial Center, Xie Molin took No. 444 directly into the tutorial room.
They came back at the right time, and Lu Yao and a tutor had just finished tutoring.
The student's first tutoring session was quite effective, but he felt mentally exhausted after receiving the tutoring. He was sitting aside drinking tea and eating snacks to replenish his energy.
Jiao Jiao was taking photos and conducting a brief interview to collect materials.
This kind of feedback is very necessary for running an official account, but most of the cram school students are reluctant to reveal too much privacy. Pepper's material collection activities are relatively restrained, and the interviews are also in text form, and the materials will not be posted immediately.
No. 444 sat aside, staring at that side with some curiosity.
After the cram school student left, Lu Yao came to see Xie Molin and No. 444.
No. 444 changed out of the hospital gown in the nursing home and put on a regular suit. But he was really thin, and looked even more haggard and thin than when he was wearing the hospital gown.
Lu Yao greeted No. 444 and led him to sit down: "You came here overnight, have you had breakfast?"
No. 444 had a water drop seal doll hanging in the pocket of his coat. When Lu Yao spoke, he pinched the seal's body with his fingers and nodded stiffly.
Lu Yao looked at the time. The morning appointment had been processed. He had some free time, so he continued to ask, "Is this your first time in Sanhua Market?"
No. 444 didn't know what the owner had planned. He was a little anxious and wanted to finish the greetings as soon as possible and get straight to the topic of tutoring. He lowered his eyelids, nodded twice, and kept stroking the water drop seal with his fingers. Did the owner also want to see his experimental data first? Lu Yao
stood up and said, "Why don't we go for a walk on the street first? I'm a little hungry after being busy just now. There are several good snack bars on this street, and there are not many people here at this time." No. 444 and Xie Molin were still in a daze. Lu Yao turned to look at Bu Du who was sitting quietly beside them: "Can you accompany me out?" Other people in the shopping street cannot set foot in the other world, and people from the other world cannot set foot in the shopping street. Lu Yao thought about the reason why Bu Du suddenly appeared. If, as He said, he existed to protect her, then He must have more special powers. Bu Du was suddenly called and jumped off the table happily: "Well, I can accompany my mother anywhere." It was indeed the case. Lu Yao smiled softly, tied a scarf on Bu Du, put on a hat, and pulled him to go out: "Bai Bai, Xiao Xiao, please watch the store, we are going out for a while." Xie Molin exchanged glances with No. 444, not understanding what the owner was thinking, but did not stop him. It was also winter in Sanhua City, but it rarely snowed in this city, but it was windy and dry and cold. Lu Yao pulled Bu Du and turned around to greet the two people who fell behind: "There is a master selling roasted sweet potatoes in front, do you want to eat?" Bu Du had never eaten roasted sweet potatoes, but from a distance, he seemed to have smelled the sweet smell. Xie Molin had not eaten roasted sweet potatoes for many years, and he was very resistant to the scene of holding a sweet potato and chewing it on the street. No. 444 had eaten roasted sweet potatoes when he was very young, but after being a test subject for many years, his sense of smell and taste had deteriorated in all aspects. Now he could not remember what roasted sweet potatoes tasted like, and he was indifferent. Lu Yao had already decided to eat roasted sweet potatoes, and pulled Budu to speed up. When they arrived at the sweet potato stall, she gave money to Budu and taught him to buy sweet potatoes. When Xie Molin and No. 444 caught up, the sweet potatoes had already been bought. The roasted soft and glutinous sweet potatoes were wrapped in a hard paper bag. The hot temperature passed through the paper bag to the palm of the hand. Pinch one end and gently break it, and the sweet smell lingered in the nose. Xie Molin was resisting at first, but at this moment he swallowed his saliva involuntarily. Lu Yao handed the last baked sweet potato to No. 444, and stopped him before he lowered his head to take a bite, "Wait a moment, I'll cast a special magic for you to make the baked sweet potato delicious." No. 444 stopped moving, shifted his gaze to look at Xie Molin, and his eyes clearly said, "Is your boss really okay?" When he saw Lu Yao for the first time, he thought this woman was a little strange. At this time, it was more like an intuition being confirmed. Lu Yao ignored them, drew a silver magic circle in the air with his fingers, and gently pushed it in front of No. 444. Others couldn't see the magic circle, they just thought the owner was playing a joke. Only Bu Du saw the silver magic circle shrinking and flying into No. 444's mouth. The magic of light has the power of healing. As long as they are not in a world completely isolated from magic like the shopping street, Lu Yao's healing magic will be effective, the only difference is the degree of effectiveness. This world belongs to a low-magic world, but magic is not completely ineffective. When No. 444 lowered his head to bite the golden sweet potato flesh, the soft, glutinous and sweet taste spread from the tip of his tongue little by little, and his expression slowly brightened. Xie Molin noticed it, "What's wrong? Did you burn your tongue?" No. 444 shook his head in a daze, and said slowly: "The roasted sweet potato... seems to have really become delicious." Xie Molin was speechless: "..." There is no need to be so flattering. Seeing that Xie Molin didn't believe him, No. 444 couldn't help but explain, "My tongue has lost its sense of taste a long time ago, but this sweet potato tastes very sweet." Xie Molin remembered No. 444's experimental records. Because he responded well to drug experiments, he had done many related experiments. The side effect was that he lost his sense of taste and smell. But when did the owner find out? Lu Yao and Bu Du had already walked to a small stall selling steamed buns. When the two caught up, she pointed at the steamed buns and said, "The fresh meat buns here are especially delicious, especially those that are just out of the pot. One for each of you?" This time, No. 444 got his own portion of steamed buns and stood aside expectantly waiting for Lu Yao. Lu Yao was confused for a second, then reacted and smiled and said, "Magic can only be used once a day." No. 444 drooped his eyelids in disappointment. Lu Yao: "The effect can last for eight hours." No. 444, who was almost withered, was revived instantly and immediately used a thin bamboo stick to poke the steamed buns in the box. Lu Yao reminded: "Slow down, the ones just out of the oven are the most fragrant, but they are also very hot." Just now, not only was the tip of his tongue burned, but he was a little snowman and his taste buds were not damaged. He ate and stopped along the way, and in a blink of an eye, he had circled around Sanhua Road. At the last stop, Lu Yao stood at the door of the Happy Cafe, "The fruit cream puffs in this store are especially delicious, do you want to try them?" Along the way, Xie Molin had already realized that this was just a routine routine. What "try it"? As long as the owner recommends it, the two people next to him will support it without any pressure. It was 11 o'clock in the morning, not yet time for lunch break, and there were almost no customers in the cafe. The four of them went in and sat down at an empty table by the window.
Qin Xing stopped the waiter and personally took the menu over.
Lu Yao ordered a latte, hot cocoa for Bu Du, and four fruit cream puffs.
Xie Molin ordered coffee, and No. 444 was eager to try it.
He seemed to have never drunk coffee before. He heard that it was very bitter, but he also wanted to try it.
Lu Yao paused: "Your stomach is not good, and black coffee is very irritating. Change it first?"
No. 444 was stunned for a moment, and actually cooperated to change to a cup of hot cocoa like Bu Du.
The dessert and tea were ready, and Qin Xing stopped the waiter again and personally brought the tray over.
The store was exceptionally quiet at this time. Qin Xing approached and heard the exceptionally energetic store owner talking to the skinny man: "Well, I think what you need is not a childhood tutorial, but a life tutorial."
Qin Xing paused and fell into a dilemma at an inappropriate time.
Can life also be a tutorial?
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