The happiness of fast-wearing female supporting roles, I call the shots

Chapter 1210 Rescuing the Vicious Female Supporting Girl ([-])

"Yeah, Miaomiao listens to daddy!" Zong Miao saw that the fire was almost burned, and continued to pretend to be a good baby.

I no longer worry about what is a money-losing product and what is a oily bottle. After all, children have a lot of forgetfulness, and she is a good baby (smile.jpg).

"Sister, Zongdie is here!" At this moment, Xiao Qi reminded her.

Zong Miao couldn't help being taken aback after hearing this, wondering how much she had heard?

I hope it didn't hurt her young heart, otherwise it would be her fault.

At this time, Zongdie was hiding on the side of the stairs, his eyes slightly red, and he was very moved.

Regarding his life experience, Zong Die actually knew about it very early. Even if Yao Zhanfang never deliberately told others, others would gossip, and this kind of thing cannot be hidden from others.

It is precisely because he knows his life experience that Zong Die is very grateful to his adoptive mother, grateful to her for adopting him, and also grateful to her for not abandoning him.

After that, Zong Die is also very grateful to her adoptive father, because the adoptive father is also very kind to her, and he will not always remind her that she is under the fence of others.

Even after having Miaomiao as her own daughter, her adoptive parents did not ignore her because of this, and treated her and her sister equally.

However, she still lacked some confidence in her heart, and was worried that they would abandon her, so she would try her best to be well-behaved on weekdays, and reminded herself not to make them angry.

Occasionally, I will help to do some things within my ability, such as helping to take care of my younger sister, playing with my younger sister, making my younger sister happy, etc.

Of course, the younger sister is very cute in itself, so her liking for her younger sister is not just pretending to please her adoptive parents.

However, because I have heard others say that those who are born and those who are not are always different, so I feel a little inferior in my heart, so I always have reservations.

It wasn't until she heard her father and sister defending her with her own ears just now that her knot was completely untied!
Zong Die didn't expect that his younger sister would complain about her, let alone that in his father's heart, his own status was really the same as that of his younger sister.

Actually, thinking about it, her parents have been really good to her over the years. She shouldn't have listened to those people and worried that her parents would abandon her.

If they wanted to abandon her, they would have abandoned her long ago, so why wait until now?

Thinking of this, Zongdie couldn't help but suddenly realized that she must be twice as kind to them in the future, and work hard to repay their kindness when she grows up!
But what made Zong Die angry was that it was fine for them to say that they were an idiot, but they even said that their sister was a loser, which was too much!
She and her sister didn't eat their rice, so why should they say that?

Fortunately, Zong Die didn't hear the part where Zong Miao said 'I had a nightmare' earlier, otherwise he would definitely be even more angry.

Zong Miao pretended not to know that Zong Die was eavesdropping, and answered all of Zongfu's questions truthfully.

It wasn't until he realized that Zongdie had left that he found an excuse to run away, saying that he was going to visit his sister to play, leaving behind his Zongfather who was in a bad mood.

Zong Miao didn't know that this conversation between himself and Zongfu unintentionally untied Zongdie's heart knot.

When it was time to sleep at night, Zong Miao stepped into the space. To her surprise, her body had spiritual roots. Although it was only four spiritual roots, it was enough to surprise her.

She doesn't ask for a high level of cultivation, as long as she can use some small spells. After all, she still has to go to school every day, and even if she returns home after school, she can't hide and practice.

At most, she would use her time to sleep at night to practice. At least she would not be able to practice as she wanted until she graduated from university and was able to use her work as an excuse to live independently.

Just when Zong Miao happily selected the suitable exercises for her, Ah Zuo came out from the orchard, holding a fruit basket in his hand, which contained several kinds of fruits.

When Zong Miao saw Ah Zuo, his information automatically appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling happy, and called out very naturally: "Brother!"

"Yan Qing, are you a child again?" Zuo raised his eyebrows when he saw her, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He knew Yan Qing too well, compared to her dislike of the ancient feudalism where men were superior to women, what she disliked the most was becoming a child.

I don't know how depressed I am right now!
Because as a child, no matter in ancient times or in modern times, one cannot easily break away from the original living environment.

Especially those whose parents and relatives of the original owner are still alive, and have to live under their sight all the time.

She had to try her best to maintain the character set of the original owner, and play the role of a naive child, so the depression in her heart can be imagined.

"Isn't it? When you think about the days to come, you have to pretend to be a child every day. That feeling is really..." Zong Miao complained with a depressed face after hearing the words.

But then she thought about it again, didn't she still have her brother to accompany her, often having her brother chat with her, life would not be too difficult after all.

And the youngest age also has the advantage of being young. When she grows up slowly and uses her own personality directly, no one will doubt anything, so don't worry about the problem of character design.

But... I still feel a little depressed in my heart.

"Thank you!" Ah Zuo said solemnly, it's not good to continue hitting her.

"Brother, aren't you gloating in your heart?" After Zong Miao finished speaking, he looked at him with a half-smile.

I don't know if there are more places to follow her, but my brother seems to have become a little black-bellied, and his thinking is becoming more and more like a human being.

"How could it be, I feel sorry for you before it's too late!" Zuo quickly denied, and diverted his attention: "This is the fruit I just picked, I'll wash it first."

Don't look at Yan Qing's gentle personality, but the premise is that she doesn't offend her, otherwise... none of these taskers is not black-bellied.

Although they seem to have an endless lifespan, while enjoying different lives, they also have to bear corresponding responsibilities.

Almost every client has different wishes, and each client's identity is also different, and it is not always possible to enjoy the blessings.

Yan Qing can live so comfortably, thanks to the existence of this space, as well as her hard work and ability.

Although Ah Zuo has never seen other missionaries, he has also heard that some missionaries often like to exchange goods or rely on men to complete missions because they cannot bear hardships.

A person like Yan Qing, who is obviously beautiful, smart, and has countless treasures, never forgets to improve her own strength instead of relying on external objects to complete tasks.

"Okay!" Zong Miao looked at the back of Ah Zuo's 'fleeing', as if there was a beast chasing him behind him, and felt a little funny in his heart. Is she so scary?

She is obviously very gentle, okay?
After Ah Zuo washed and cut the fruit, Zong Miao leisurely ate it. The taste of this fruit was many times better than those outside that had received hormones.

But I feel a little regretful that I can't take some out for them to taste. After all, it's hard to explain the source of the fruit. It's better to wait for the fruit to be bought at home in the future, and then find a chance to replace it.

(End of this chapter)