Chapter 303 He wouldn't quit for an unrelated kid...
Feng Ci had no experience in taking care of cubs and didn't notice the passage of time at all. When he looked up from his game, Meiguo had already been taking a bath in the bathroom for half an hour.
It had been such a long time since he came out, Feng Ci felt uneasy, and he rushed to the bathroom door.
"Kid, are you done washing?" He knocked on the door and called inside. "It's been half an hour. Please make a sound."
He pressed his ear to the door. The sound of running water was intermittent, but there was no response from the child. Feng Ci was a little anxious: "Berry, speak."
Click, the door opened halfway.
Berry's round head popped out: "Squeak."
"Are you stupid? I'm not...yue!" Feng Ci opened his mouth and a bubble flew into his mouth accurately.
Feng Ci's face twisted for a moment, and he leaned against the wall, retching and almost vomiting out his internal organs.
Meiguo punched Feng Ci twice on the back without hesitation.
The small fist pounded with a dull thud, and Feng Ci nearly gasped. He turned around and glared angrily, "What are you doing?"
"I'm helping you."
The little witch with black hair and blue eyes has curved eyebrows, a clean face as delicate as jade, and long black curly hair. She no longer looks like she has been digging coal, but instead looks like an exquisite little doll.
This was pretty much what Feng Ci had expected. The only surprise was that this child was probably a mixed-race of Chinese and Western.
Although he has a pair of exotic lake blue eyes and a small upturned nose, his eye sockets are not deep. His eyes are the typical oriental almond-shaped eyes, round and bright.
"Are you feeling better?" the enthusiastic little witch asked as bubbles with a woody scent floated out from behind the door.
"you……"
The moment Feng Ci opened his mouth, he could smell the smell of shower gel. He glanced speechlessly at the bathroom filled with bubbles, and waved away the bubbles with a wooden face.
"Are you taking a bath or playing with water? You're making so many bubbles, you're trying to flood the house."
Meiguo spoke slowly, a little embarrassed: "Xiu Xiu wants to take a bath too. I'm helping her take a bath."
A broom stood upright and shyly peeked out from behind the door. Water was dripping from its originally fluffy bristles, making it look as miserable as a drowned chicken.
Feng Ci, who saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, was filled with questions.
When did this stick come into the bathroom?
Berry spread out her ten short white fingers. "I don't have enough magic power to help Xiuxiu dry her hair. She's too shy to go out and see people."
The three-and-a-half-year-old Berry's magic power was still shallow, and she would use up most of it just to dry her hair. In addition, she had been riding a broom for a long time before and after the time travel, and the back and forth consumption of magic power made it even less than what she had left.
A stick is quite conceited. Feng Ci curled his lips and pointed to the cabinet next to the sink:
"There's a hair dryer in the second cabinet. Use it to dry it." He paused slightly, then thought, forget it, let him do it.
Feng Ci pushed the door inward: "I'll teach you how to use it."
He stepped in with one foot and couldn't help laughing when he saw Meiguo's expression. No wonder only her head was exposed. Her good clothes were worn like rags.
The little yellow duck top is worn inside out, with the back collar tightly locked around the neck, and one side of the pants is higher than the other.
Feng Ci bent down and asked in a gloating tone, "Doesn't your neck hurt? Doesn't it feel like someone is choking you?"
Berry took two seconds to react, then slapped her thigh and cried out, "Oh no, no! I've been cursed by the black magician!"
The child's eyes were filled with tears, and he cried with a sad face: Moo——
"I should have known not to take a bath. Now the great little witch is sweeter than a delicious roast chicken. The black magician will definitely not let me go."
Feng Ci lowered his lips, squinted his eyes calmly, and said with an unfathomable expression: "I have a way to break the curse. Do you want to know?"
"think!"
The child, with a strong desire to survive, grabbed his trouser legs and promised him a large sum of money: "If you can save me, I can teach you how to mix the most powerful magic potion!"
“…That’s totally unnecessary.”
He was bringing up something irrelevant. Now he felt a bitter taste in his throat again.
Getting back to the point, Feng Ci signaled with his eyes: "The method to break the curse is very simple. Wear the side with the little duck on the front and the big duck on the back."
Afraid that she would not understand the difference between front and back again, Feng Ci taught her: "The front is in the same direction as your eyes, eyebrows, and nose, and the back is in the same direction as your butt. Do you understand?"
"Oh, I see."
When the child came out again, she looked much better. Feng Ci touched his chin and looked at the still crooked pants uncomfortably. His obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in and he couldn't help but close his eyes and help her straighten her pants.
He couldn't help but complain, "How did you manage to wear your clothes before? Aren't T-shirts and shorts much simpler and easier to wear than that witch costume of yours?"
"Grandma helped me put it on," Berry sighed, "but she's been in heaven for a year."
Feng Ci's eyelids twitched, and a terrifying guess popped up: "Don't tell me you haven't changed your clothes in a year."
"Yes, yes." Berry said proudly, "I learned a magic trick that can make dirty clothes clean. I don't have to change them every day."
She stared at him with her big, sparkling eyes. Seeing Feng Ci was stupidly unmoved, she put her hands on her waist and said:
"You can praise me now."
Feng Ci raised his eyebrows and chuckled, ignoring him.
He took the hair dryer from the cabinet, plugged it in and put it in Berry's hand:
"Now you can blow dry your friend's hair. Press here for hot air, below for cold air, and the round button to adjust the wind intensity."
Meiguo listened quietly. After Feng Ci demonstrated it twice, she learned it. She held the hair dryer in both hands and blew it away. Little Tony was very arrogant.
Feng Ci gave a few instructions and went out. Just as he reached the living room and poured a glass of water, the doorbell rang.
Feng Ci clicked on the video doorbell, and Zhang Mai's big face occupied the entire screen.
"Brother Feng, it's me, open the door."
"What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
"To bring you warmth."
As soon as the door opened, Feng Ci realized that there was not only Zhang Mai, but also Fang Chengxuan and Jiang Hao, two of his cronies, standing behind him.
"What are you doing here?"
Zhang Mai swaggered past him, carrying a large bag of snacks: "I came to your place to hide away for some peace and quiet."
"I'm so annoying at home that I can't even breathe properly. My mom woke me up at 7 o'clock. I'm so sleepy." Zhang Mai threw the snacks on the sofa and sat down with his butt tilted like a boneless person. "I came to your place to catch up on some sleep."
Fang Chengxuan and Jiang Hao followed in one after another.
"Brother Feng, it was so unkind of you to run away with Aunt Zhang last night. If my parents hadn't been out of town, you wouldn't have been able to see me today." Jiang Hao looked resentful.
"Hey kid, who are you calling Zhang Ma? My name is Zhang Mai!"
"I know, I know, Aunt Zhang."
The two of them quickly got into a fight, and the living room was noisy. Feng Ci turned around and poured three glasses of water. "Drink your water and leave. I can't entertain you today."
Zhang Mai: "What's wrong? Are you going out?"
"It's inconvenient because we have guests at home."
The three of them were suddenly surprised. Zhang Mai poked his head out and looked around: "Who is it?"
"Could it be that he has a beautiful girl hidden in his house?" After Jiang Hao said that, the three of them looked at each other and laughed ambiguously.
"Don't worry about it. It won't work today." Feng Ci thought for a moment and added, "It won't work this month either."
They were not allowed to come to the house for a whole month. This was an unprecedented situation. Zhang Mai couldn't help but think about it and asked with a wink:
"Brother Feng, did you bring a girl back to live with you? Who is she? Is she from our school?"
Feng Ci waved his hands impatiently: "Neither of them, stop making up stories for me, come on, let's go."
How could Zhang Mai miss this opportunity? He stood up suddenly and looked for someone: "Where is my sister-in-law? Brother Feng, you are so mean. Why did you hide my sister-in-law?"
Zhang Mai was more familiar with Feng Ci's house than his own, and it was common for him to stay overnight. He walked straight to the bedroom and guest room with clear goals.
"Sister-in-law, I'm Zhang Mai, Brother Feng's younger brother. I brought some food. Sister-in-law, come out and eat something with me."
Feng Ci's face darkened as he hooked his long arms around Zhang Mai's neck and dragged him out: "Stop yelling, finish your snacks and get out."
Fang Chengxuan: "Brother Feng, you really have a beautiful girl hidden in your golden house."
"Look at how nervous Brother Feng is. He must have brought a girl home." Jiang Hao was certain.
Feng Ci regretted opening the door and shouldn't have let these three gossipy guys in.
The four of them were making quite a lot of noise when they were fighting. When they came to their senses, a short little guy was watching them curiously.
The three of them didn't expect that the person who finally showed up was not their sister-in-law, but a little kid holding a broom.
Zhang Mai looked at the little guy, then at Feng Ci.
"Brother Feng, your sister?"
"Who are you scolding?" Feng Ci introduced perfunctorily, "I'm a relative's child, staying here for the night."
"So that's how it is. Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? I kept it a secret and thought you had someone else at home. I was so happy for nothing."
Feng Ci gave him a look: "You talk too much."
Seventeen or eighteen years old is the rebellious age. This group of bad boys usually skip classes and fight, or go to bars and race cars. Even if they have younger brothers and sisters at home, they will not bring them with them.
The three idle teenagers showed great interest in the fresh human cubs.
Zhang Mai smiled and said, "Hello, little sister. How old are you? Do you go to school?"
Berry was not shy. She held up four short fingers and said, "I'm four years old. I'm very busy and don't have time to go to school."
"You're obviously three and a half years old." Feng Ci raised his eyebrows to refute her. "Isn't it said that the great little witch never lies?"
"I'm four years old, I'm not lying." Meiguo spoke clearly and didn't let him take her at all. Not only that, she also earnestly warned, "Brother Feng, you must study arithmetic well."
The three of them burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahaha."
Although Feng Ci's grades were terrible, he never dreamed that he would be despised by a little kid. He gritted his teeth, and the illiterate little kid who couldn't tell left from right was educating him, which was really a disgrace to Tian Gang.
Wait, what did she just call him, Brother Feng?
Feng Ci's face turned serious: "Don't learn blindly, call me brother."
"Oh, brother."
The fat boy Zhang Mai always brings a lot of food and drinks when he comes to Feng Ci's house, and this time is no exception.
Feng Ci glanced at the cigarettes and lighters mixed in the snack bag, and the two boxes of beer carried in by Fang Chengxuan and Jiang Hao, and a trace of confusion and hesitation flashed in his eyes.
Zhang Mai has already started to greet her: "Sister, come and eat something with me. I bought a lot of snacks. Come and see if there is anything you like."
All four of them love spicy food, so the big bag of snacks contains either pickled chicken feet, Mala Prince, or Weilong spicy strips. None of them are suitable for children.
Zhang Mai scratched his head awkwardly.
"Well, how about I order some takeout? What does my sister like to eat?"
"Meat!"
Just the mention of this word made Berry drool.
Feng Ci glanced at the time. It was just past eleven o'clock. She had just had breakfast at eight o'clock and she was hungry again.
Finally, Feng Ci ordered a KFC family bucket. The moment the box was opened, the whole house was filled with the rich aroma of fried chicken, which overwhelmed the aroma of berries.
The broom in the little witch's arms also began to stir. In order to prevent his three silly sons from being scared crazy, Feng Ci decisively took the broom away.
Feng Ci gave Meiguo a chicken leg. The fried chicken was from a young chicken, so the leg was naturally not that big. But when Meiguo held it in her hand, it instantly became a big chicken leg, and she ate it with such delicious taste.
Children are like little pets at home. The way they eat gives people a special sense of satisfaction and is super delicious.
After dinner, Fang Chengxuan and Jiang Hao cleared the table, and Zhang Mai got up with a lighter and went to the bathroom.
Zhang Mai had just lit the cigarette when Feng Ci, who had followed him in, said faintly, "The cigarette is out."
Zhang Mai's hand holding the cigarette trembled: "No, Brother Feng, you can't even smoke in the toilet."
"No." Feng Ci said firmly, "There's lingering secondhand smoke."
"Is it really that exaggerated? There's a ventilation duct in the toilet...Okay, okay, I won't smoke anymore."
Zhang Mai obediently put out his cigarette, "Brother Feng, my little sister is staying here for a month. You'll be forced to quit smoking this month. Can you bear it?"
Feng Ci sneered: "Who said that? I just don't smoke at home."
He wasn't going to quit smoking for some irrelevant kid.
Feng Ci and his friends were still young smokers, so they didn't have a strong body odor. Especially since Feng Ci always carried mouthwash and mouth spray with him, brushed his teeth three times a day, and cleaned his teeth regularly to take care of his mouth, he couldn't smell any odor at all.
But Berry is a little witch who loves to make all kinds of potions. Her sense of smell is several times more acute than that of an ordinary person, and she can smell it out at once.
In order to thank Feng Ci for treating her to the roast chicken she had been craving, the grateful little witch decided to make a magic potion for Feng Ci that could help him quit smoking.
Feng Ci didn't know what Meiguo was planning. He just saw that the little girl was always tinkering with strange things since the second day, and he didn't know who she wanted to poison.
As a legitimate flower grower, he considered magic potions to be three-no products and very dangerous.
The shit-smelling magic potion last time left a deep impression on him.
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