Chapter 202 The Little Witch Doesn't Take Advantage of Muggles
"What's your name and where are you from?"
"I'm Berry from Nanger Town, and I'm a witch."
Feng Ci had lived in City A for eighteen years and was certain that there was no town or village called Nange.
He frowned at the little kid in front of him who was addicted to cosplaying as a witch, and continued to ask, "Do you know your parents' phone number?"
"What's the phone?"
Seal: "..."
Forget it, you can't expect a three-year-old to remember his parents' phone numbers. He squinted lazily, putting on an air of not being easy to mess with:
"How did you get into my house? Where are your accomplices?"
Feng Ci lives alone in a high-end residential complex, where the security is impeccable. The electronic locks at the entrances and exits can only be unlocked with his fingerprint.
He couldn't believe that a child with a big nose would appear in his house out of nowhere, and concluded that there was an accomplice secretly helping him. As for whether the purpose was to commit fraud or something else, he would know when he got to the police station.
Berry pointed to the corner of the wall and replied in a muffled voice, "I was picking velvet seeds and scarlet fruit in the forest when I suddenly fell here."
Feng Ci looked in the direction the child pointed and saw a bulging sack standing there. The worn sack stood in stark contrast to the smooth floor.
Feng Ci smiled and said, "You even brought your luggage with you. Are you planning to stay here for a long time?"
"No." The child refused bluntly.
Oh, big roast chicken with honey sauce, she didn't want to stay in the black magician's house.
Meiguo ran over and opened the sack, almost putting half of his body in it. He stuck his butt out and took out a bright red fruit.
Reluctantly offering a bribe: "This is a Feifei fruit. Do you want to eat it? Here you go."
The fruit, which looks like an apple, is bigger than a child's palm. It looks so heavy that one can't help but worry that the fruit will break the child's delicate wrist.
Feng Ci coldly withdrew his gaze and politely responded, "Thank you, I don't want to eat."
“It’s delicious.”
"I won't eat that either."
"Oh, okay." Berry put the fruit back, rubbed his hands, and raised his head. "Can you take me home?"
"No." Feng Ci was very aware of fraud prevention. "But I can take you to the police station, and the police will help you find your parents."
"What's a police station?" Meiguo found it difficult to understand its meaning literally. She confessed honestly, "I don't have any parents, only my grandma, and she's gone to heaven to become a witch."
Feng Ci was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "How is that possible?"
"The great little witch never lies." Berry opened her round eyes. She clenched her fists and emphasized loudly the second half of the sentence, "And she never steals, huh."
Feng Ci's mouth twitched, and he covered his chest with his hands.
Xiaobi Gachu was surprisingly strong when he hit someone.
Feng Ci coughed twice, stood up quickly, and pretended to grab Meiguo's wrist: "Okay, since you won't confess honestly, then come with me to the police station and tell the police."
Meiguo didn't understand what the police station and the police were for, so she subconsciously thought Feng Ci was going to give her to the black magician for a treat, so she ran away:
"Shush, shush, save me!"
The inconspicuous broom in the corner suddenly floated up and swooped down to Berry.
Feng Ci was stunned by the scene before him. He stood still and rubbed his eyes hard.
Berry's short legs took the opportunity to leap up, and the little witch on her broom flew to the ceiling. The little bun frowned and said, "Are you going to sacrifice me to the evil black magician?"
The fearless 18-year-old boy's eyes were clearer and more blank than ever at this moment.
Feng Ci was stunned: "Huh?"
"Can you not offer me to the black magician? I'm not tasty. I haven't had a bath in six months. I stink and I'm not as delicious as roast chicken."
Feng Ci nodded: "I see."
The child's face was covered in black as if he had just dug coal, and the only thing that made him cute was his big watery eyes.
Meiguo had searched the house thoroughly while Feng Ci was asleep, but she couldn't find an escape route. All the doors and windows were closed. Having never been to a modern house, she had no idea how to open the windows or doors.
The little witch pleaded pitifully: "You are the magician's bridegroom, you must know how to get out. Please let me go home."
"...What nonsense, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."
Feng Ci couldn't believe that a phenomenon beyond the scope of science would happen in front of him. He dealt with the child in mid-air in a hasty manner, busy looking around, trying to find some clues about the wire hanging.
The results were disappointing and horrifying.
That kid can fly on a broom just like Harry Potter without any external help. He is probably not a human being!
Half an hour later, Feng Ci reassembled his shattered worldview, grabbed the water cup and took a big gulp with an expressionless face.
He looked at the little witch who had traveled from the magical world intently, and confirmed again, "Do you really know magic?"
Meiguo held the hot bun in her hands and nibbled on it until her lips sparkled. "Of course, I'm the only witch in Nanger Town."
Feng Ci: "That must be very powerful?"
"Yeah." Berry Chicken pecked at the rice and responded proudly, "I'm very good."
"Then you must know a way to put it back on." Feng Ci crossed his arms.
Meiguo paused, and went from eating the buns happily to eating the buns sadly: "I don't know, alas."
There was a pile of breakfast takeout on the table, but Feng Ci didn't touch a single bite. He felt full just by watching the children eat.
In just ten minutes, the little guy had eaten a rice ball, two big meat buns, and was about to eat a sausage roll.
Looking at the child with greasy mouth, Feng Ci's mysophobia kicked in. He took out a tissue from the box and gave it to her: "Wipe your mouth."
Hearing his words, Meiguo was stunned and shook her head in disbelief: "No, no, it's such a waste."
The napkin in his hand was spotlessly white, thin and soft, just like the silk dresses worn by noble ladies. How could such a precious thing be used to wipe one's mouth? It would be such a waste.
Feng Ci could probably guess that the living standards in her world were backward, so he didn't bother to explain and just wiped her mouth with a tissue.
Berry hid at first, but when the faint fragrance of the tissue penetrated his nose, the little guy stopped resisting and closed his eyes to enjoy it.
When Feng Ci let her go, the tissue was already so dirty that it was unbearable to look at. He picked up a corner with his fingertips and threw it into the trash can with disgust, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
Feng Ci tore open a small package of disinfectant wipes to wipe his hands, and without looking up, asked, "What are your plans next? I mean, where are you going to stay before you go home?"
Although it may seem a bit unreasonable to ask this, Feng Ci, who is used to being alone, cannot accept living with a stranger, let alone a four-year-old child who needs care everywhere.
Oh, to be exact, it’s a three and a half year old child.
Children are the most troublesome.
Berry took small sips of the soy milk straw, and her calves hidden under her skirt swayed.
She carefully observed Feng Ci's expression and asked shyly, "Mr. Groom, can you take me in?"
"I can do a lot of things." The little girl counted on her fingers, "I can dry the quilt, clean the room, cut bread, sew clothes, and cook delicious soup."
Feng Ci looked surprised.
When he was her age, he had everything provided for him, and his whole family coaxed and indulged him. He ate and slept every day and never did any housework.
Feng Ci waved away his messy thoughts, sat up slightly, and seriously corrected him: "Don't call me Mr. Groom, I have nothing to do with the black magician."
He said, "One month."
"You can live here for a month. After a month, if you still haven't found a way to go home, I will send you to the police station to report the case."
In this situation, he didn't dare take Meiguo to report the case. If they went out, she would fly around on her broom and get caught on high-voltage power lines, and he and she would be on the headlines tomorrow.
Rather than facing a large-scale social death scene, it would have been better to just die last night.
Berry agreed immediately and took out the big scissors that were bigger than her head from her small bag.
Feng Ci fell back, shielding his chest with his hands, and said with a fierce look: "What are you doing, taking advantage of the situation?"
"Here, you can sell it for money." The little girl said seriously, "A great little witch won't take advantage of Muggles."
Muggle epithet: ...
"Okay, I'll take it." I didn't mean anything else. No normal person would allow a child to carry a pair of large scissors with a handle that could kill a dog.
Muggle lives matter too.
Since he decided to take Meiguo in for a month, Feng Ci felt it necessary to make three rules with her. There is no order without rules, and this was also for the purpose of allowing the two of them, the older and the younger, to live in harmony.
"See that bedroom at the end of the hallway? That's where I sleep. You're not allowed in there without my permission."
"The second-to-last room is the e-sports room. It's full of valuables, so you're not allowed to go in there."
"The study is on the right, and next to it is the guest room. You will live there from today."
Feng Ci took Meiguo on a tour of the surroundings, and finally emphasized righteously:
"The most important thing is, don't cry or make a fuss. I'm a heartless person with a bad temper. I don't know how to comfort people, so don't expect me to be soft-hearted."
Berry accepted everything with a sweet look on her face: "Yeah!"
Then next, buy clothes and take a shower.
Berry looked cute in her witch costume, but it was really dirty. The soles of her boots were covered in mud, and there was dust on the hem of her skirt and cloak. If you looked closely, you could see holes scratched by thorns.
Feng Ci did not choose to take Meiguo out immediately. Firstly, the child had just put on the clothes and he was afraid of accidents if he went out rashly. Secondly, it was very convenient to buy clothes online. He only had to wait for twenty minutes for the delivery guy to deliver them.
Feng Ci roughly estimated Meiguo's size and ordered a set of home clothes, a set of thick clothes for going out, as well as a pair of slippers and cashmere boots.
He led Berry into the bathroom and taught her how to use the water heater: "Turn it to the left for hot water, turn it to the right for cold water, and adjust the temperature yourself."
The child was amazed by the shower head that automatically dispensed hot water and cried out in amazement.
Feng Ci: "Have you learned it?"
Berry raised her head and blinked her blue eyes twice: "What is left and what is right?"
Feng Ci choked.
He wiped his face and opened his mouth to share scientific knowledge like an emotionless human machine.
Feng Ci took great pains to teach the illiterate boy, and his mouth was extremely dry. When he woke up in the morning, his mouth was bitter. Now the bitterness was so severe that he could not bear it for a moment.
He waved his hand and hurried: "You wash first, I'm going out."
"Wait." Meiguo stopped him, "I'll give you some Feifei fruit. It will make your mouth less bitter."
"How do you know my mouth is bitter?"
Berry grinned, "Because you drank my magic potion last night."
"Medicine, water?"
"Yes, yes." The little witch straightened her body, very proud. "If it weren't for my potion, you would have burned to death today. I saved your life."
Feng Ci's face darkened.
So the nightmare he had last night where someone was chasing him and feeding him shit was caused by her. She fed him shit-smelling potion!
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