"This time, I'll go first." Fang Yang said. Without waiting for Brigit to agree, he fired a shot and it flew far away.
Playing games with his wife was the same as playing cards with the leader. How could Fang Yang win? Moreover, his wife was in a loli state. He really could not bear to see her.
With Fang Yang's mistake, Brigit regained her composure and hit the target with a steady shot.
"How is it? I'm still better, right?”
Brigit laughed.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's right."
Fang Yang affirmed.
"It's good that you know. In the future, call me sister, okay?”
"Got it, sister."
Fang Yang replied helplessly. He was also convinced. After all this time, Brigit had insisted on sparring with him in marksmanship just for this purpose. As expected of a child, she was so silly and naive.
After the farce ended, Fang Yang did not have the time to recover. Brigit, the chubby girl, grabbed his hand forcefully and pulled him home.
He told everyone he met that this was his younger brother. Later on, when there was no one else around, he would not even let go of the cats and dogs in the neighborhood. He would also introduce Fang Yang to them.
In the evening, his mother-in-law, Daisy, personally cooked a meal.
It was an extremely familiar but indescribable smell. The sweet and sour fried chicken nuggets had no taste at all. The tomato onion soup was mushy, and the tomato skin was not removed. The only thing that looked normal was the stir-fried mushrooms. The pepper and garlic in it seemed to be free.
"Is it delicious?"
Daisy suddenly asked Fang Yang at the dining table.
For a moment, the other three locked their eyes on Fang Yang, curious about how he would answer.
"I've never eaten such a unique dish.”
Fang Yang said instinctively. He had no choice. He had experienced the same scene too many times and it had become a conditioned reflex.
Old Xu sighed. It must be because the food in the orphanage was not good. Sigh, it was really hard on this child.
Joanna glanced at Fang Yang from the corner of her eyes and thought to herself, Little bootlicker.
Bridget was shocked. Was there something wrong with her brother's tongue?
Hearing Fang Yang's words, Daisy smiled in relief." Sigh, a son is a mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket.”
Old Xu really couldn't bear to correct his wife's mistake.
Joanna felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.
Bridget's eyes widened.
After the meal, Fang Yang had successfully integrated into the family.
After washing the dishes, Xu Jinxin and Daisy called Fang Yang to the side, told him about the next arrangements, and asked for Fang Yang's opinion.
Actually, there was nothing much to do. Putting aside some trivial matters in life, there was only one thing to do. In two months, he was going to send Fang Yang to primary school.
What opinion could Fang Yang have about such a small matter? Therefore, going back and forth was good. No problem. Three sentences.
The husband and wife were on the verge of tears. Compared to their two troublesome daughters, their new son was really too sensible.
After the discussion, the couple brought Fang Yang to his bedroom and left.
Fang Yang lay on the bed and silently cultivated until late at night.
It was already past one o'clock and everyone was asleep. The sound of insects could be heard outside the window.
Fang Yang got out of bed and opened the window. Like Spiderman, he stuck to the wall and slowly climbed down from the top floor.
A few minutes later, Fang Yang came to the surface and climbed over the wall to leave the neighborhood.
Leaving home in the middle of the night was Fang Yang's old habit, just like how a regular cigarette user would light up a cigarette in the middle of the night.
In his thousands of reincarnations, in order to successfully pass the first few obstacles in life, regardless of whether it was at home or in school, Fang Yang had to pretend to be a good child. Only by leaving home in the middle of the night could he temporarily take off that boring mask.
Fang Yang smiled when he came back to his senses." Ha, now that there's no barrier in life, I still do it unconsciously."”
Fang Yang walked on the deserted street and began to think about the next few years.
There was definitely no need to pretend to be a good child.
However, he could not accept it if Fang Yang was allowed to muddle through this period of time.
However, she was still a primary school student. What could she do? That became a problem.
"I have to think of a way to buy more time.”
Fang Yang thought that if he stayed in school all day, he would definitely not be able to do anything.
Just as Fang Yang was thinking about how to skip class, a middle-aged man suddenly said," Hey, kid, are you hungry?”
Fang Yang turned his head. After confirming that the middle-aged stall owner was calling him, he really wanted to ask, which eye of yours saw me hungry?
"Little friend, come and eat if you're hungry. I won't charge you.”
The middle-aged man saw that Fang Yang was silent and said.
Fang Yang didn't think too much about it. He sat down, yawned, and said softly," Then you can make whatever you want."”
"Hey, you're really arrogant.”The middle-aged man said, but he was not angry. Instead, he was rather emotional." Let me tell you. When I was young, I was just like you. I was arrogant. Just like you, I ran away from home alone.”
Fang Yang smiled. It was obvious that the middle-aged man thought that he had run away from home. However, this was normal. A six or seven-year-old child walking alone on the street at night. If he did not run away from home, what else could it be?
The middle-aged man was quickly stir-frying the vermicelli on the stove. As he was stir-frying, he said," Little friend, let me tell you. A person should study hard and get along well with his family. I, your uncle, didn't learn well back then.”
"I can tell that the green skin on your hand is from washing the tattoo.”
Fang Yang said casually.
The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned. He never expected that such a little brat would know this.
After a long time, the noodles were all ready. The middle-aged man recovered from his silence." Eat. I'll send you home after you eat."”
Fang Yang took a bite and put down his chopsticks." Brother, no wonder you don't have any customers here. Your standards are really low."”
" You..." The middle-aged man paused for a moment." You're really something, kid. You're from a rich family. You're really different."”
The middle-aged man took it for granted that Fang Yang was a child from a rich family. In his opinion, only a child from a rich family would have such knowledge. Only then would he be able to run away from home and be so eloquent when he was hungry.
Fang Yang ignored the middle-aged man's wild speculation. He stood up and said," You're not a bad person. Let me treat you to a meal."”
"Heh, did you bring money?" The middle-aged man laughed awkwardly.
Fang Yang did not say anything and walked straight to the stove.
It was still the so-so vermicelli, the leftover condiments from the market, the starchy ham sausage, and the cheap eggs.
Not long after, a bowl of fried vermicelli was freshly baked and placed in front of the middle-aged man.
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