Chapter 9
The sunlight shone in slowly through the curtains. Yin Zheng, who had woken up early, did not get up immediately as he usually did. Instead, he lowered his head to look at Jiaojiao, the small and soft girl clinging to his arms.
Ever since Jiaojiao started sleeping with him, he rarely gets up at the usual time unless the child wakes up early.
Yin Zheng couldn't describe the feeling, but every time he woke up and saw the child nestled in his arms, he felt a sense of relief. This feeling was so rare for him that he subconsciously didn't want to move.
Not long after, Jiaojiao, who was curled up in her father's arms, woke up with her eyelashes trembling. There was still confusion in her sleepy eyes. She buried her face in Yin Zheng's arms and rubbed it before sitting up.
Jiaojiao sat up, holding her head with both hands and smoothing her shaggy hair, then turned to Yin Zheng and called out happily and childishly, "Dad."
His dark eyes were bright in the sunlight, and his fair face still had light pink sleep marks. Yin Zheng reached out and pinched both sides of his face, forcing his mouth to pout forward, which immediately made him look more funny and cute.
I've brought him home and raised him for so many days, but his face hasn't gained any weight?
Yin Zheng was secretly distressed. He stood up and opened the wardrobe. He carefully put on a black shirt and loose pants of the same color, then opened the right door of the wardrobe and began to match clothes for the child.
The wardrobe full of children's clothes in front of me is very out of tune with this wardrobe full of mature and cool tones.
After half a month's hard work, Jiaojiao's ten sets of clothes were successfully transformed into two full wardrobes of clothes. He even had a shoe cabinet full of shoes. He changed two pairs of shoes every day, which was more than he could change in a month.
Yin Zheng, who is raising a child for the first time, has successfully inherited the habit of many mothers who love to buy things for their children. Once he starts buying things, he can't stop and thinks every piece of clothing looks good on Jiaojiao, so he can buy seven colors of the same style.
At this time in Yongxiang Street, Luo Andeli, who had successfully survived the last incident and recuperated for two days, walked to the outside of Yin Zheng's yard.
During the two days of recuperation, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and investigated the matter between Yin Zheng and the child in detail. After learning that the child was picked up and raised by Yin Zheng, he was puzzled for a long time.
I didn’t expect that Yin Zheng, that emotionless monster, would actually pick up a child and raise him. It seems that he dotes on the child very much. Didn’t you see that he even holds the bottle in his mouth?
But even if he dotes on the child, can he raise the child well?
As the mastermind behind the black market in the Chaos Zone, Luo Andeli was very skeptical about this. You know, Yin Zheng was a ruthless man who could kill his way through half of the Endless Sea just by relying on his physical strength.
All the level five alien cores he received in the Chaos Zone over the years came from this master. Not only him, but many people were secretly paying attention to Yin Zheng. After all, this man's combat power was really enviable.
Just the high-level alien cores that are repeatedly sold on the black market are enough to make people jealous.
If Yin Zheng had not been strong enough, and the people behind him had not racked their brains to find any weakness that could restrain him, he would not have been able to get away with it for so long.
In the eyes of those who were secretly watching him, Yin Zheng was a sharp knife, a knife without fear, without mercy, and without emotion.
Unfortunately, the knife had no sheath. If anyone rashly tried to wield it, the knife would most likely backfire. So they could only look at it as a waste of resources, watching such an extremely sharp knife go unused.
In Yin Zheng's original world, he was indeed a man-made sword without a scabbard, stripped of all emotions. He and countless other swords like him fought in the world wrapped in death, dullness, and despair, creating a hole called hope that was wide enough for light to penetrate.
The sharper the blade, the easier it is to break without the protection of a scabbard.
As time passes, even the sharpest blade will inevitably develop numerous scratches, both visible and hidden. While visible scratches are easy to repair, hidden scratches leave the craftsman helpless.
The most fatal injury comes from these people who were forged like swords. After completing the mission they were created for, they can no longer find any reason to exist.
A sword without its scabbard is like a man without his soul.
But now the scabbard that is powerful enough to restrain Yin Zheng appeared.
However, Luo Andeli was not the one trying to master the knife. He was simply curious about how someone like Yin Zheng would get along with a soft child?
Because of this curiosity, Luo Andeli couldn't suppress his inner urge and came over without even having time to heal his wounds.
There was a knock on the door, "Knock, knock, knock." Yin Zheng, who was helping Jiaojiao put clothes on, turned a deaf ear to it.
Although no one paid attention to him, Luo Andeli did not give up and continued to knock on the door.
"Dad, oh, the door." Jiaojiao raised her hand to let her father put on her sleeve and pushed the door with her mouth.
Yin Zheng gently put his sleeves on him and said in a calm tone, "Don't worry about it."
As early as when Luo Andeli came over, Yin Zheng saw his figure on the terminal.
He didn't understand what this person was planning to do, and he didn't intend to pay any attention to him.
Jiaojiao tilted her head, and although she was very curious, she nodded obediently: "Okay, whatever."
After getting dressed, Jiaojiao tugged at her father's trouser legs and walked toward the living room, mumbling some meaningless words softly as she walked: "Daddy is tall, Jiaojiao is small."
"Um."
Yin Zheng responded after each of his words. The book said that the age of two to three is a period of rapid development of children's language ability, and at this time, you should talk to them more.
Yin Zheng stopped when passing by the living room, and Jiaojiao, who was holding her father's trouser leg, also stopped and looked up at him with a pair of dark and ignorant eyes.
Yin Zheng bent down and carried him to the scale beside him to weigh him. After finding that the data was the same as that obtained in the hospital half a month ago, he frowned slightly and touched Jiaojiao's belly and face, and found that he really had not gained any weight.
He took back what he said two days ago. Although the child was not picky about food, he was still difficult to raise.
Jiaojiao, who was leaning in her father's arms, looked down when Yin Zheng touched her belly.
Jiaojiao thought his father was touching his belly to find candy but was looking in the wrong place. He reached into the pocket in front of his belly and took out some candy, then took Yin Zheng's hand and placed it on it: "Daddy, give it to me."
After putting the candy down and seeing that her father had not taken his hand back, Jiaojiao tilted her head and continued to take the candy out of her pocket and put it in his hand.
Jiaojiao's hands were very small, and she could only take out two candies at a time. Even after repeating this several times, he had piled up a small mountain of candies in Yin Zheng's hands.
Yin Zheng came back to his senses and watched the scene without interrupting for any reason.
He knew that the child loved to eat candy, so he bought a lot of candy and put it in his pocket so that he could eat it at any time.
Jiaojiao cherished the pocket full of candies very much. She only ate one candy in the morning, noon and evening. She would not touch it at other times no matter how hungry she was.
Of course, Jiaojiao would give him one every time she ate.
Jiaojiao took out two more candies and put them in Yin Zheng's hand, then continued to reach into the pocket in front of his belly to take out candies. However, this time, he searched in his pocket for a long time but couldn't find any candies.
He pulled his pocket with his hand and looked down for a while, then reached out and took out the leaves, pacifier, wood block and candy wrapper. He looked at his empty pocket and was stunned for a moment. Then he looked up at Yin Zheng and patted his pocket and spread his hands: "No more."
Yin Zheng met his ignorant and bright eyes. The sunlight fell on the hill of colorful candies in his hand, reflecting many tiny rays of light that fell into Yin Zheng's deep and dark right eye.
In every tiny ray of light that fell into those eyes, a bright and small shadow was reflected.
He put away the candy in his hand, reached out and pinched Jiaojiao's face, and asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you gaining weight?"
At this time, Luo Andeli, who was outside the courtyard gate, had been knocking on the door for fifteen minutes. He was stretching his hands outward with his fingers crossed, and began to warm up before climbing over the wall.
I knocked on the door for so long but there was no response. Either Yin Zheng was not at home and left the kid named Jiaojiao in the room, or he just didn't want to pay attention to him.
Based on his understanding of Yin Zheng, the former was more likely, so he chose to climb over the wall and tease the child.
After warming up, Luo Andeli took two steps back to gather his strength, strode forward, kicked the wall and easily climbed up, then was electrocuted by the defense covering the courtyard wall and fell off the wall with his whole body numb.
Lying on the ground, before he could recover from the numbness all over his body, Luo Andeli saw several gun barrels and laser lines appearing out of nowhere and aiming at him.
“…………”
"Yin Zheng, do you need this?" Luo Andeli shouted as he jumped up from the ground.
He knew that after he broke in last time, Yin Zheng would definitely build defenses for the courtyard, but he didn't expect him to complete the defenses in just two days. And to such an exaggerated degree.
You should know that just the defensive shield covering the courtyard, which combines protection, counterattack and tracking, requires several level five alien cores, which is an extreme waste.
Luo Andeli, who was complaining in his heart that Yin Zheng would not really take action, turned around and ran when he saw the light of the gun barrel charging.
He is not content with his fate and likes to walk on the edge of excitement, which makes him run and talk nonsense.
"I'm not here to rob your yard, it's just that you won't open the door, right?"
"And I'm here this time to teach you my experience in raising children. Really, I've raised eight boys and nine girls, and all of them were fat and strong. Look at the child you raised, he's so skinny and looks unhealthy..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a "boom!" sound of artillery fire landing at his feet, blowing a big hole in the ground and splashing flying stones, leaving bloody marks on Luo Andeli's face.
Yin Zheng appeared at the gate of the courtyard at some point, looking expressionlessly at Luo Andeli not far away.
Luo Andeli looked up at him. The two men were facing each other in the smoke and dust, and the air became violent and depressing.
Suddenly, Yin Zheng spoke in a hoarse voice: "Have you really raised eight boys and nine girls, all of whom are fat and strong?"
Luo Andeli, who was talking nonsense, said: "..."
Looking at Yin Zheng, whose emotionless eyes revealed a rare seriousness, Luo Andeli's emerald eyes flashed. He wiped the blood on his face with the tip of his thumb and sighed in his heart.
If he said he was talking nonsense, could he escape from the angry Yin Zheng with his injuries?
The last shot was a warning to him, but the next shot might not be!
After weighing all the factors, Luo Andeli regretfully came to the conclusion that he would most likely not be able to escape from Yin Zheng.
So he nodded slightly and said very dignifiedly: "Of course."
"I raised all seventeen of my nephews and nieces."
God knows where he got those seventeen nephews and nieces.
Yin Zheng's eyes moved across his face, and when he saw no sign of lying, he leaned over and said, "Come in!"
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