Chapter 1041 minds...I said that?

Little Black Charcoal's body is trembling, I can only hug her tightly, I hope this thin body can feel even the slightest warmth.

Perhaps this question has a cruelty that we don’t understand for small black charcoal, and may cause harm, but even so, we must ask it. We don’t have ten or twenty years to slowly let the small Black charcoal opens a happy room. If we don't do this, it will be difficult to make real progress in our relationship with her.

The three of them remained silent. The pot in Jeluka's hands was filled with water and even leaked out and dripped on the ground, but she was still unconscious and poured all her attention here.

Little Black Charcoal did not speak, but lowered his head again, covering his face behind the long water-silver bangs, his cold body kept trembling, and it looked like he was burrowing into a dark corner waiting for death. The dying critters trembling and panting in the middle make people worry.

I didn’t follow up, because she believed in the little black charcoal, she must have felt it too. If you didn’t say anything and all your thoughts were hidden in your heart, that family’s hearts wouldn’t really be close together, that little one. The fragile heart must also be eager for warmth and happiness.

Silence, inside the cave where the three were in, the silence was terrible, even the breathing sounds that were supposed to have disappeared completely, the dull and depressed atmosphere, flowing in the air, all this requires small black charcoal to open and break .

"I……"

The sound of the fine mosquitoes flowed from under the little black charcoal's low head. For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to flow again. Both Jieluka and I were relieved and gasped.

"Harm... fear..."

The sound is still intermittent, with a cry of trembling.

"If... if not... don't do anything, don't... don't make money, Dad...Mom...will...will I be burdened...may I...whoo... Would...feel...feel...oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomm-a-fee~I feel like I'm in trouble...sell me...

Speaking of the last, Xiaohei finally cried out, and thought that tears that had been crying last night slipped from the cheek to the flower pot, hitting the petals, and the flowers that were constantly shaking, just like Xiaohei's mood at the moment Generally, it is full of hesitation.

"What a fool..."

Hearing the explanation of the little black charcoal, Jieluka and I exhaled at the same time, and at the same time felt distressed.

It turned out that the reason we were distressed was so simple. Little black charcoal was just afraid that we thought she was useless. She thought she was a drag oil bottle. She was afraid that she would be abandoned by us. It was just that simple, but never experienced this kind of life. Neither Jeluka nor I can understand the idea of ​​Little Black Charcoal, so we will always be troubled, thinking all the time and complicating simple reasons.

"Who said my little black charcoal was not used?"

I took a deep breath, picked up the little black charcoal in my arms, turned it in a direction so that she was facing me, and then fully embraced her thin cheeks with my big hands, lifted her face, staring at the hidden ones The eyes behind Liu Hai.

"Listen, little black charcoal, mom and dad...the reason for standing here now is for little black charcoal, if there is no little black charcoal...our existence at this moment is meaningless, for us, just look With the growth of a healthy and healthy little black charcoal, a happy life is a kind of happiness, you know? Little black charcoal is not useless, you are our most precious daughter."

Perhaps, these words are a bit vague, because I don’t want to deceive Xiaohei, but I can’t reveal my identity. Maybe there is a deceit, but my feelings about Jieluka and I are true. , Just a few days together, this poor and strong girl has completely moved our soul.

"Really...really?"

Looking up, Xiaohei charcoal, with that timid gaze, cast a weak, helpless and hot quest, as if it were a young bird who had just pecked off the eggshell and cracked it, barely opening its still wet The eyes, with a careful gaze of coquettish desire, looked at the big bird standing in front of his eyes, exuding a gentle and friendly atmosphere.

Perhaps this is true. In the past, she was feeling timid and afraid of the outside world, as if shutting herself in an eggshell and living alone in a dark enclosure. Now, it is the first time to peck the eggshell. , Try to respond to our call outside, try to adapt to the light outside.

To be honest, because there is not much time left for us, so for such an urgent time, to break the atrium of the small black charcoal by tough means, although it is a forced method, but in fact, I have no bottom, Would this be counterproductive, but would hurt the little black charcoal more and make her more closed?

Until now, at this moment, I really put down the big stone in my heart. It seems that my approach is not wrong. Although I cry the little black charcoal twice in a short period of time, I am also distressed. Rolling is considered evil, but the result of doing so is as it is now, the small black charcoal has taken the most critical step.

It seems that the previous beauty * female games were not played in vain-I was so proud of this, I nodded secretly.

"Of course it is true. Besides, isn't Little Black Charcoal helping my dad take care of these flowers now? Why is it useless, really a fool."

I rubbed the head of the little black charcoal a little hard, picked her up in a circle, and after crossing this biggest difficulty, my mood is really comfortable and I can’t, I just think that life in the future is bright. , Footsteps are fluttering lightly.

"Why, don't believe dad?" Seeing Xiao Heitan still had a dull expression, I frowned pretending to be unhappy.

Little Black Charcoal quickly shook his head desperately to twist his neck.

Really, even after unraveling this knot, I was still very scared of me. How did the former evil father and mother treat the little black charcoal? Maybe even the idea that "black charcoal will be sold if it is useless" is a blessing to those two bastards.

I secretly cursed the former parents of Little Black Charcoal. Although this may only be my own guess, one thing can be absolutely certain from the usual behavior of Little Black Charcoal. That is, those two people have absolutely bad attitude towards Little Black Charcoal. Incomparably, maybe it is to treat her as a burden and to disdain and beat her.

"what--"

When I recovered, I heard a cry of small black charcoal suddenly in my ear. I quickly looked at the small black charcoal and found that she was looking at Jie Luka.

Following her eyes, I saw a scene of crying and laughing.

Like me, Jie Luka, who was so happy because she untied the little black charcoal, rubbed her wet eyes in excitement and comfort, but the pot she was holding was still overflowing. , The ground of half of the cave has been wet.

It seems that even making Morgan porridge has become a delusion.

Little black charcoal jumped out of my arms quickly, took the pot in Jieluka's hand, ran out, and dumped the excess water. I followed, standing beside Jieluka, watching the little black charcoal rush Busy, smiles coincidentally.

"It's a useless mother."

I bounced on the head of Jeluka. Unexpectedly, the foolish maid just bowed her head embarrassedly and smiled.

How can my maid Huang Duanzi be so docile

For a moment, I was stunned by the gentle smile like Madonna on Jeluka's face, and even began to wonder if Sister Colgate had secretly changed it when she slept last night.

Is it difficult...

I looked at Jie Luka in shock.

If not, can it be said that this guy still has the qualifications of a good wife and a good mother in addition to Huang Duanzi's attributes and hobby of contraceptives?

I was stared at by my unabashed fiery eyes, Jie Luka's head was lowered, and the blush on his face was even worse.

Then she suddenly turned around unbearably, with a sinister smile, and a double dragon and a bead came to my eyes.

Aoao Aoao Aoao Aoao-this **** maid

Because the little black charcoal was still on the side, he could only bear the screaming and rolled his eyes.

It is definitely an illusion. The thought just now is definitely a serious illusion that only a guy who takes a whole bottle of Jeluka's special contraceptive pills will produce it.

"Dad... what's wrong?"

Little black charcoal turned around and saw a scene of tears in my red eyes, and asked in a timid voice, ah, what a sweet voice, my baby girl, the voice is like an angel, feeling a hurt heart And eyes were cured.

I am sighed, thinking has drifted into the distant future, judging the possibility of cultivating small black charcoal into the next Rogge.

If there is no foul player like Eriya, I think I can even cut the possibility. The voice of the little black carbon really has an unspeakable moving charm in it. I used to not talk, except for exclusion Outside of the outside world, I am afraid this is also a large part of the reason.

"Nothing, Dad just moved to tears."

I wiped my eyes, and secretly glared at Jeluka, who had turned his head to snicker, and said the biggest violation of the month.

"Oh, this...can I still eat?"

Fearing that the little black charcoal will continue to ask questions, I then asked. Sure enough, the little black charcoal with a special obsession with food immediately shifted his attention.

"Unfortunately, if you make it like this, you can't make Morgan pie anymore. You can only make Morgan soup."

Little Black Charcoal looked at the pot with regret, and inside it was already a pool of Morgan powder that was as sticky as sand, and shook his head.

"..."

Mor... Morgan soup?

Silulka and me groaned at the same time.

It's already bad enough to make a Morgan cake. Wouldn't it be as bitter as Coptis if it's made into soup? This is definitely a torture of taste, I would rather eat the mouse caught in the tomb alive.

Jie Luka was also downcast. Even if she couldn't describe her previous life as a gift, she was absolutely worry-free. Even if you leave the taste system aside, this food called Morgan powder is also a favorite of elves for artistic beauty. A kind of severe torture.

As a result, early in the morning, the dining table of this family became the Shura battlefield. After drinking a bowl of Morgan soup, Jieluka and I had already bleed, my eyes were gone, and the body showed a pale color.

Little black charcoal is so relishing to drink, to be honest, I really want to study how her taste system structure is different from ours.

After breakfast, it was time for Jeluka and I to "go out to work." To be precise, my useless father should still be out of work.

"Keep it at home, you know?"

Before I left, I touched the head of the little black charcoal for the 101st time, so I told her.

Little Black Charcoal nodded tirelessly, his eyes fell on the three iron wattles, as if to say, rest assured, Dad, I will take care of them.

"This is good, this is good."

Turning around and leaving, I didn't take a few steps. I was still a bit worried about it. I turned around again.

"You can never do the heavy work again."

"Ok."

Little Black Charcoal didn't make fun of my current look, but rather very cooperative. Once again, he focused on the head again, and he was very serious.

Then, we were teased by Jieluka as a fool's father and daughter, but this is a bit sour. If you want to join the fool's family, you can just say it, hum, I might be happy, and I will let you join. .

Finally, I was so proud.

One thing worth mentioning is that the three iron wattles began to wither on the night of the same day, and all the vegetables were taken off before the next morning...

"..."

Afterwards, I discovered that it was not enough to rely on the little common sense of planting flowers. The theoretical basis must be laid. The reason for withering is very simple, because I dug the soil around the mine, not to mention the water permeability, use these strong alkaline Planting flowers in the soil, even if the little black charcoal is a flower fairy reincarnated, it will not grow. In fact, on the night I planted it, the roots have been corroded. The next day, the little black charcoal spent a whole day of diligent care. It is three pitiful little flowers that will definitely die.

So little black charcoal cried for another whole night, and then the next day, I didn’t work hard at all, but I had to pretend to work hard and ran to Mount Aris, and brought back three iron wattles and dirt, finally finally Realized the dream of planting flowers, of course, these are the future things.

We, who have just stepped out of the house, did not know that a small tragedy seed had been planted last night, but they only occasionally fought the Cold War and felt an inexplicable cold.

Now, Jeluka and I are discussing what to do next.

Why does the small black charcoal feel abandoned if it does not work? In this respect, in addition to the harshness or even domestic violence that may exist in the original parents, there is another element that cannot be ignored.

That is money.

Because it’s the poor, it’s already very difficult to feed yourself, not to mention bringing a child who can only eat and can’t do anything. It’s really troublesome. Poor families with this kind of thinking are not just small black charcoal. This is the only one.

Little black charcoal has this kind of thinking, and the fundamental reason for being harshly treated is still because of poverty. Imagine if it is a wealthy family, how can a child under ten years old produce "If you do not work, you will be sold. "Off" this idea?

In other words, it is still a question of money, the most important thing is to make Xiaohei feel at ease, no longer have to worry about abandoning or selling her because of poverty, and the best way is...

Jeluka kept staring at me.

"Okay, I understand what you mean, but as a mother of a poor family, is it really okay to let the father work alone?"

I was refuted by Jie Luka's scalp tingling with a clear gaze.

"I'm going to the library."

Jie Lu card head turned to the other side, humming softly.

This lazy...the character who will be lazy immediately when he is free, looks very much like himself.

"Obviously, I still wished to burn the library yesterday." I spoke coldly to expose Jieluka's lies.

"Isn't it a matter of course as a prince to support his own personal maid?" Jie Luka breathed a sigh, and immediately found a reason.

"Sorry, I don't plan to pay the lazy maid."

"Woo, obviously you have contributed your most precious body but still have to work? Really the devil..." Jeluka murmured in frustration.

"Don't say that there really is such a thing, **** and what does this mean? It seems like to sell your body in order not to work, to what extent you have to sell your morals to be willing to stop."

I squeezed Jieluka's face angrily and pulled it up, even if I knew that this guy was just a yellow sect, and I was kidding, this statement still made me angry.

"Woo...oooooooooooooooo!"

For a while...

"Okay... okay, anyway, I'm just a poor maid who can't resist, even if I was ordered to take off my clothes and dance in shame in the garden, I couldn't resist."

Jieluka rubbed her hot cheeks, turned her head, and looked away.

Is it my illusion? This guy... seems to be a little happy, his face seems to be more rosy than when he was just rubbed, showing a look that makes people unbearable and his cheeks are hot to vomit, "What are you shy about?"

Are you happy to be rubbed like that? Could it be that the unintentional action just inspired her hidden M attribute?

I was puzzled to see Jeluka showing a strange expression.

Never mind...

"It's good to know, work for me, work, the unemployed are not allowed to eat." Seeing this maid Huang Duan rarely succumbed, I was still a little happy to teach.

"That one……"

Jie Luka rubbed her cuffs, like everyone's first time going out, her face was flushed, and she looked at me shyly.

In other words, did she really listen to me just now?

"I... I did... His Royal Highness...really...really... really minded me... I said that? Really... would I be angry?"

"Huh? Which way to say?"

I'm even more confused~lightnovelpub.net~ This guy is very strange early in the morning, even more strange than usual. Maybe it is the side effect of drinking Morgan soup.

"Forget it... Forget it, anyway, His Royal Highness Prince is a fool"

Do not know why, Jie Luka suddenly got angry and snorted heavily.

"Such a prince, he was kicked to death by a hundred horses. I will pick wild vegetables."

After this, she disappeared angrily.

Alas, what are you angry about, and tell me why, anyway?

I haven’t had time to ask, or I was shocked by the power of Jeluka, feeling that if asked, she would be more angry, so I could only watch her leave, and the question marks full of brains were almost overflowing...

I will go to the meeting early tomorrow morning to go to the meeting. Woo, I hate to get up at 6:30, and I can't open my eyes...