Chapter 43 43 "Brother, go play with me, dear."...
The three-and-a-half-year-old little witch used bubble magic to send Feng Ci, who weighed over a hundred pounds, to the shore. This not only consumed her own magic power, but also put unnecessary pressure on Xiu Xiu.
Due to poor psychological quality and excessive energy consumption, the broom tail spontaneously combusted. For Xiu Xiu who suffered an unexpected disaster, Feng Ci built an altar for Guan Gong and placed the stick upright under the altar.
Guan Gong has been a popular deity since ancient times. He is believed to be able to exorcise evil spirits and cure diseases, and is one of the most authoritative local gods.
He thought, Gun'er had been here for quite some time, so he should at least adapt to the local customs. If the little witch's magic didn't work, he could try Eastern metaphysics, combining Chinese and Western cultures to provide double protection.
I'm already annoyed by not having hair, and now I'm forced to face the huhu of a majestic statue: TVT
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A family of four bullies it because it can't speak, huh.
The witch grandmother had the foresight to mark the seeds of the tree used to make the magic broom separately. After Berry planted the seeds that day, she hurriedly flipped through the magic book.
She was searching for the magic spell to make plants grow.
In the whole family, only Berry could recognize magic words. The little child lay at the table, buried in the dictionary, and analyzed the obscure magic spells.
Feng Ci felt familiar at a glance from afar, as if he saw himself studying late into the night.
With a certain sympathy, Feng Ci took the initiative to come to his sister: "Guoguo."
"Brother, I'm very busy right now." The little witch didn't even look up, dismissing the clingy puppy feeling. "You go and play, dear."
"Who wants to play?" Feng Ci said with a frown, "I came to ask you if you need any help?"
Berry: “Yes.”
She straightened up and said, "Brother, go talk to Xiuxiu."
Seal:?
"Why?"
Feng Ci is a taciturn person by nature, and he only talks a little to his family. If you ask him to chat with a stick, he really is at a loss for words.
What could he talk about with Gun'er? Who's taller, who's shorter, and who's tougher?
"It's a little scared of that red-faced uncle." Meiguo shook the little tuft on her head and persuaded, "Brother, Xiuxiu is easy to coax. You can sing a song or chat with her."
Sing? That's bad, he can only hum "Pure Love Cockroach Hot".
Feng Ci refused in his heart, but who could blame him for being such a fool? He was the one who brought it upon himself.
But what can he say?
It's a bit strange to tell fairy tales to a stick.
After thinking for a moment, Feng Ci downloaded a book called "How the Steel Was Tempered" from the Internet, sat cross-legged in front of the dark Xiu Xiu, and began to read aloud without any emotion, sounding like he had eaten ten AIs.
Feng Chen and Qiao Tong came back from catching shrimps and fish in the sea:?
What was going on? The couple looked at each other in confusion. Feng Chen came forward with the bucket of his bountiful harvest and asked in a low voice, "Is the magic broom hopeless? Are you chanting sutras here to save it?"
“…” Feng Ci turned around.
A dying animal sat up in shock. How could someone spread rumors about its death to its face?
Xiuxiu was so angry that she complained to Meiguo. In order to appease her little friend, Meiguo sent her father who had said the wrong thing to farm with a cold face, and ordered Fengci to read fairy tales to Xiuxiu.
The island is a Feng Shui treasure land with rich vegetation and fertile soil. Based on the principle of not wasting, Meiguo gave Feng Chen seven seeds from the magical world and asked him to plant them in the small yard and take good care of them.
After sending away her father and brother who would only slow down her learning, Berry soon deciphered the ancient spell that could make plants grow.
Meiguo pulled out the magic wand that had been kept in the bottom of the box, ran to the open space in the yard with the magic book in hand, and waved the magic wand gracefully at a small piece of moist land.
She lowered her head and confidently recited a long string of awkward spells from the magic book.
Is it reliable to cram at the last minute... Feng Ci dodged it calmly.
His little witch looked so serious that she really acted like a real witch. Feng Chen watched with great interest while holding his hoe.
Qiao Tong, who was following behind, met her husband's eyes in the air, and they smiled at each other in tacit understanding.
The spell lasted for a full minute, and Feng Ci felt like something entered his brain and then went out again after a long while.
Half a minute after the spell ended, everything around was calm.
There wasn't even a blade of grass growing in the ground.
Berry looked around blankly, where was the sapling?
It seemed like a failure. Feng Chen dropped the hoe and said, "Guoguo, it's okay. Failure is the mother of success—Ugh!!"
The ground beneath his feet suddenly moved farther and farther away from him, his vision was rapidly receding, everything around him suddenly shrank, Feng Chen felt dizzy, and many stars were circling around him.
If you look closely, you might as well close your eyes.
His yard turned into a small figurine, and his wife and children were the size of sesame seeds, impossible to find without a magnifying glass.
"Xiaotong!"
"Achen!"
Feng Ci’s eyes went dark. What the hell?
His father has reverted to his roots... a three-dimensional King Kong! Feng Ci's initial visual estimate suggests it must be around eight or nine meters tall.
In the future, when Meiguo writes the composition "My Father", she can simply add two adjectives: majestic and tall, which is a perfect realism.
Feng Ci craned his neck and looked at his giant father, whose face showed three parts of bewilderment, seven parts of shock, and two parts of fear. There was no sympathy in his eyes, only gloating. He waved his hand and asked:
"Dad, how's the air up there? Is it sweet?"
Feng Ci's shout was so small that it could be ignored in the ears of the giant father.
Berry covered her face with her hands, oh, it’s cheese and grape milk cap.
She actually mispronounced the words, reciting the spell for plant growth as a spell for increasing human height, and the spell automatically recognized her father who was closest to her.
"Don't be afraid, Dad. I'll break the curse for you right away."
No one present dared to act rashly, especially the giant Feng Chen. He was very big but gave people a cowardly and pitiful feeling.
Bang bang bang.
Feng Chen's legs softened after returning to their normal size, and he was saved from falling by Qiao Tong's timely support.
"Xiaotong..."
"Don't be afraid, Chen. I'm here."
Feng Chen, who is as dependent as a big bird, doesn't care about face anymore. He is almost having a heart attack and needs a kiss and hug from his wife.
Mr. Feng, a powerful and fearless man, developed a fear of heights at the age of 42.
Berry, feeling embarrassed, walked over and said, "Dad, I'm sorry I scared you."
Feng Chen forced a smile: "Dad is fine."
Feng Ci: "Dad, you looked so handsome just now. Why don't you audition for the production of Yugong Moves Mountains?"
Feng Chen's forehead was covered with veins, and he glared at him with a cold smile: "You little bastard, do you know what it means to be overjoyed and then be sad? You will cry in the future."
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There are limited recreational activities on the island, so Feng Ci spends every day either going out to sea to watch dolphins or diving to pick up garbage and help untie underwater animals entangled in plastic.
The young man felt relieved after finishing the college entrance examination, and had extra energy and time to deal with the minor problems that he had deliberately ignored before.
Feng Ci originally had 500 degrees of myopia, but after half a year of unremitting efforts, it has now increased to 550 degrees. Feng Chen thinks he looks stupid because he always squints to see things, so he asks him to go to the store to get glasses.
Feng Ci didn't want to wear frame glasses, so the staff came to his home to fit him a pair of contact lenses, and taught him how to put them on and take them off before leaving.
While Feng Ci was getting glasses, Meiguo was practicing magic in her room. When she came out to play with her brother, she found Feng Ci sitting in front of a small mirror with his upper body almost embedded in it.
His back looks very busy.
This aroused Meiguo's curiosity. She took small steps closer and tilted her head to see clearly that her brother was poking his eyeballs with a small stick!
Oh my God, has my brother gone crazy?
Meiguo didn't dare to touch Feng Ci rashly. She tucked her hands into her chest and waited for a long time before suddenly asking, "Brother, are you poking your eyes out?"
The child was very worried and didn't understand why his brother treated Ji Ji like that.
"Brother, don't be like this."
Feng Ci's hand trembled, almost missing something. He turned his head with a dark face and said, "I'm wearing contact lenses, don't disturb me."
"What's that for?"
Feng Ci couldn't deal with Mei Guo at the same time. Who would have thought that he would have to compete with his own eyeballs, and he wanted to push the lens into his eyeballs when they weren't paying attention.
Feng Ci ignored the two small pieces of silicone. Did he not want to put them in? No, it was because he couldn't fit them in.
It's so funny, the eyelid biting force is comparable to that of a crocodile. Feng Ci doesn't remember having specially trained his eye muscles.
Feng Ci had been struggling with the two contact lenses for half an hour, which made him a little irritable. He gritted his teeth and struggled with himself.
Qiao Tong, who was standing by the window arranging flowers elegantly, had been paying attention to Feng Ci's progress. Seeing that he was angry, she quickly put away the flowers, washed her hands, walked over to Feng Ci and said softly:
"Xiao Ci, let mommy help you put it on."
Feng Ci looked up: "Mom, do you know how to wear it?"
Qiao Tong gently grasped the edge of the lens with tweezers and placed it back into the care solution. "Of course. Mom always dressed up when she was in college. There were comic conventions near the school back then, and putting on makeup without a pair of beautiful contact lenses always felt a little off."
"Huh? Have you ever attended a comic convention?" Feng Ci couldn't tell at all.
When talking about his youth, Qiao Tong smiled more often.
"Not only did I go, your dad went too." She pursed her lips and chuckled, "Your dad has even cosplayed anime characters."
The mother and son chatted and laughed, and Feng Ci unconsciously relaxed because the annoyance of not being able to wear the lenses was much alleviated.
Qiao Tong leaned forward slightly, and used his thumb and index finger to pull up Kai Fengci's upper and lower eyelids. With his other hand, he pinched the glasses holder and said softly:
"Xiao Ci, relax a little, don't be nervous. Mommy's hands are very steady, and it will fit right on."
"Xiao Ci, don't move, don't roll your eyes."
Feng Ci held his breath and said solemnly, "Okay, Mom."
In a corner where no one cared, his toes in slippers were so nervous that they could scratch them, and every organ in Feng Ci's body was cheering for him.
Eyes: Please go out.
It was the first time for Qiao Tong to help someone put on contact lenses. What usually took less than a second to complete now felt like he was stuck in a maze of endless failures and repetitions.
how so.
Qiao Tong's expression grew more serious as he turned around and called out, "Achen, come hold Xiao Ci down."
Feng Chen immediately put down his computer, walked behind Feng Ci with his long legs, and pressed down on both of his shoulders.
Berry couldn't sit still any longer: "I want to help too."
Feng Chen raised his arm and invited, "Baby, come here and hold brother's head."
"Okay." Meiguo crawled under her father's arm. The father and daughter, one pressed her shoulders and the other pressed her head. The whole family joined in the fight, and the scene was very warm and loving.
Only Feng Ci was like the pig that was pinned down during the Chinese New Year.
"Why."
"Okay, okay, put it on."
Finally breaking through the damn ghost wall, Qiao Tong was as happy as Fan Jin who passed the imperial examination.
Berry, infected by her emotions, said happily, "Great, brother, you can become invisible now."
Feng Ci's tense nerves relaxed, and he blinked, and the watery lens popped out again.
Qiao Tong: “…”
The cheerful atmosphere stagnated, and Meiguo whispered the truth: "Brother, your eyes don't seem to welcome it."
That’s right. I’ve seen daily disposable ones, but I’ve never seen instant disposable ones.
Qiao Tong held her forehead and was speechless for a moment. Forget it, don't embarrass yourself. She tried her best to maintain a mother's smile: "Xiao Ci, Mom will take a break, you should take a break too."
Feng Ci leaned weakly: "Okay, Mom."
Feng Chen clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Just wear glasses honestly, why do you have to do these fancy things? Look, your mother is so tired that she doesn't even want to talk."
As soon as Feng Chen opened his mouth, Feng Ci's rebellious psychology suddenly came up. He didn't believe that he could fail over such a small matter. He had taken the college entrance examination and had undergone the most intense and cruel test.
The brother and sister on the island each have their own jobs and their own challenges in life.
Big data detected Feng Ci's distress and accurately pushed him an auxiliary tool for wearing colored contact lenses. Three days later, Feng Ci's pair of narrow and deep peach blossom eyes were stretched into the big eyes in the Sanxingdui bronze statue.
…
laugh.
Really, I laughed at myself for making an ugly face.
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