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"not to be trifled."
Gu Xinglan said with certainty, "I feel like it's the kind of kid who takes a pillow at night..." The word "sullen" was drawn out endlessly before she changed the subject: "The kind of kid who has a pillow fight."
"Maybe we'll get used to it after a while..." he said with a wry smile.
Second question: How do you think we should get along well with our children?
“Support your child’s interests and hobbies. Like him, I think he would be a good debater and an air conditioning technician. He’s eloquent and can even cool things down when he’s unhappy.”
The third question: "Do you think the child can adapt to life at the new school?"
"Probably... He looks like a smart kid."
After the late-night interview, Gu Xinglan ate the food on the table alone.
Meanwhile, the photographer was called over by a phone call, saying that the child had run away in the evening and still hadn't been found, and they were in dire need of manpower. It seemed that compared to the other guests, their side was too bland, so bland that all they needed was a photographer and a few shots of the rented house.
"Squeak" sound.
Li Hetai came out of the room.
"Wash your hands first," Gu Xinglan called out, then took the rice and vegetable plates to the old microwave to heat them.
Seeing that Li Hetai had finished washing, his hands were still dripping water.
There are no hand dryers plastered on the walls like in villas here, and even tissues are scarce.
He hasn't bought any household items yet.
Gu Xinglan searched for a while before finally finding half a pack of tissues. She pulled Li Hetai to wipe his hands and murmured, "Take good care of yourself these next few days, I..."
His fingertips were suddenly grasped, interrupting his hand-wiping motion.
Li Hetai gestured with his eyes to the microphone on his collar.
After taking it off, he looked at Li Hetai with a beaming smile.
But Li and Tai reverted to their mechanical and indifferent demeanor off-camera.
For a moment, the only sound in the house was the clinking of chopsticks.
The child's eating movements were extremely elegant, as if it were an innate nobility. Even in this dimly lit and cramped rented room, the meal felt like a five-star hotel.
He suddenly felt that the phrase "beauty is food for the eyes" was very apt.
System: [Host, aren't you the one who's most tempting sight? The mission target is enjoying it immensely.]
"What a chatterbox! This kid didn't even glance at me," Gu Xinglan thought to herself. "He should tell me how long my session lasts."
System: [Since you spent most of today with the task, the time flow has slowed down, and you have 32 hours remaining.]
I added quite a bit.
It seems that Li Hetai really dislikes this place.
Gu Xinglan glanced around the rented room.
It can't compare to the villas in Changgu.
"Li Hetai, don't you like this place?"
After finishing his meal, Li Hetai slammed his chopsticks down heavily.
"I'm relieved that you don't like it," Gu Xinglan said with a smile.
System: [Host, the duration has increased slightly.]
*
The bathroom in the rented apartment now has a water heater, so I no longer have to heat the water myself for showering.
only……
Looking at the remaining half of the shower gel and shampoo, Gu Xinglan was at a loss.
It must be that the reporter surnamed Jiang washed a lot of clothes at his place last time.
The door creaked open.
Li Hetai, who came in with clothes from outside, frowned as he looked at the bottle.
"I'll add some water, then there will be more, and you can still wash it."
After saying that, Gu Xinglan was about to put the shower gel under the tap to collect water.
With a "smack," the bottle was smashed and sent flying.
Li Hetai's movements were swift, and his disdainful expression was obvious.
“Alright, Young Master Li, I’ll go to a supermarket a few kilometers away to buy you some toiletries.” He rubbed his reddened hand and looked at the other person’s increasingly cold expression.
Before he could get out, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf, and he instantly lost his balance and fell forward.
This kid actually kicked him?!
Before his head even hit the ground, his collar was grabbed, and a voice trembled through gritted teeth: "Gu Xinglan! If you dare to play any more tricks, this will be your burial ground!"
The speaker's gaze was as cold as ink, exuding a chilling intimidation, devoid of any warmth, while his voice was filled with anger, especially as he gripped the man's arm, where the veins bulged.
This is the first time I've ever seen the other person so angry.
People have a limit to their tolerance. Small things accumulate into big things, eventually becoming a flood that overwhelms everyone!
He did not want to push Li Hetai into a corner, as that would be the worst possible outcome for his mission.
Gu Xinglan's wide eyes seemed to indicate that she was at a loss.
The other person couldn't pull him with their strength, but he could let the other person pull him.
Once the atmosphere around him had calmed down a bit, he glanced at the child's face.
"Shall we go shopping together?"
……
Night falls.
The two people, dressed in thin clothes, slowly walked out.
The big black dog outside ran over again, but before Gu Xinglan could shoo it away...
A tearing sound rang out, and at the critical moment, the dog was so frightened that it immediately lay down on its back.
"Enough, Li Hetai!" He went up and grabbed the hand that was about to swing out.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the man had a rusty piece of iron in his hand, the sharp tip of which gleamed coldly.
It made him freeze.
"Enough! The puppy doesn't even recognize you, you..."
A loud "clang" rang out.
Li Hetai slammed the piece of iron in his hand into the distance.
In his line of sight, he could see the sharp piece of iron embedded in the wall.
Although the wall was moldy, Li and Tai were just kids, and it was simply beyond reason for them to throw sheet metal like darts.
Gu Xinglan came to her senses and quickly patted Dahei's butt to make the dog go. Dahei shuddered and dashed into the hole made of iron frames.
This guy surnamed Li is genuinely unhappy right now.
The two walked one after the other, for an unknown amount of time.
The shopping mall is located between an urban village and a residential area in Wushui.
The further west you go, the more people there are, and the brighter the lights become.
The scene was increasingly lively, with people taking photos and checking in at the height of the decorations, internet celebrities live streaming from outside the venue, and dancing aunties.
The two of them seemed like outsiders, as if they didn't belong here, creating a strong sense of disconnect.
Perhaps this is what ordinary people's lives are like: neither struggling at the bottom in the far east of Wushui, nor being a wealthy business tycoon in the far west. It's about lending a helping hand to someone begging on the street, or stopping to look at a luxury car speeding by on the road.
Ultimately, the middle class in Wushui constitutes the majority of the population.
Gu Xinglan took a few steps forward, gently put her arm around Li Hetai's shoulder, and whispered:
"There are a lot of people here, don't get lost."
Under the neon lights, the figures of a large and a small child were slightly blurred, looking no different from other families taking a walk.
By the time the shopping trip to the supermarket was finished, the outside area was completely bustling with activity.
This is not the city center, so the jurisdiction here is extremely limited.
Gu Xinglan even saw people secretly setting up stalls.
The colors were vibrant, and the seller even held up a lamp to illuminate them.
It's candied hawthorn berries again.
These types of desserts appear extremely frequently.
He subconsciously bought a string of skewers, and when he came to his senses, he realized that the child next to him was not Xu Mufeng.
But deep down, there was a faint voice inside me.
I wanted to see how these two kids differed when faced with sweets.
"Li Hetai, do you want some candied hawthorn?"