Infinite Throne

"I want to go back to my room and sleep." Lin Yebai just didn't want to play on the seesaw. He had already gone home. It was impossible for an adult to sit on the other side of the crocodile. What was that thing to play with him?

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"It's too early. Go to bed after dinner." Mother Lin said calmly.

"I'll play by myself." Lin Yebai sat on the sofa in the living room.

"Okay." Mother Lin didn't persuade her anymore. She flashed into the kitchen, locked the door, and started chopping meat and bones. The whole house was shaking with great force.

The familiar sound of hitting a ball came from the next room, echoing with the sound of chopping bones, with a sense of rhythm. The sound insulation of the old community is not that good. This family is cooking, and that family is hitting a ball. The whole building knows it clearly.

"Bang bang bang——" There was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it..." Mother Lin came out of the kitchen.

[Messenger of Justice]: She went to the door with a knife, and blood was dripping from the tip of the knife

[Cuckoo Chicken]: She looked out through the peephole, but didn't seem to see anything. She opened the door a crack and looked very nervous

"Hello, Auntie, I'm here to play with Lin Yebai."

"Let's do it another day." Without waiting for Lin Yebai to answer, Lin's mother had already refused.

"Auntie, we'll just play for a while~ We'll go to the community to play with the ball and come back soon." The little girl outside said coquettishly:

"Xiaohong and Xiaoming will also go, only Xiaobai is missing."

"Auntie, you're the best, we won't get our clothes dirty."

"You go out and play with her." Lin's mother suddenly saw the seesaw, was persuaded, and looked at Lin Yebai.

"Okay." Lin Yebai followed the little girl from the neighbor's house downstairs, and walked very slowly to avoid falling.

It is normal for a two or three-year-old child to walk slowly. The companion is a little older, more than four years old, and can't wait. He urges Lin Yebai every few steps:

"Xiaobai, hurry up!"

"Xiaobai, you are so slow..."

Lin Yebai lives on the third floor. After going downstairs, there is a bullet screen prompt in the live broadcast room:

[Detective Corgi]: Zizi, you live in 301. There is something in the mailbox. The mailboxes of other neighbors are not there. Take it out and have a look

[Gray avatar]: Zizi can't reach it

"Can you help me get it?" Lin Yebai pulled his friend's sleeve.

"I'll try." The little girl felt that jumping up to reach the things in the mailbox was a very challenging thing. She jumped several times before she could barely pull out the things stuffed in the mailbox.

"Here." The little girl handed the envelope to Lin Yebai.

The envelope was sealed, and the recipient was Lin Shoucheng.

From the name, Lin Yebai suspected that he was "Dad". However, judging from the behavior of Lin's mother chopping meat and bones in the kitchen, "Dad" is probably in danger.

Lin Yebai folded the envelope and put it in his pocket. There was also a real estate GG bill, which Lin Yebai folded into a paper airplane and gave to the little girl who helped him take the letter.

"Let me see if it flies high." The little girl ran out excitedly, and Lin Yebai followed her according to the instructions of the live broadcast room barrage.

"Xiaobai, you can answer three questions correctly, you are so smart."

"How did you think of it, why can't we think of it?" Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong were there, and everyone looked at Lin Yebai enviously.

"You are also very smart. If Xiao Hong hadn't asked me to answer first, she would definitely have answered correctly." Lin Yebai was very humble and praised all his friends.

"Let's play ball-bouncing." The little girl was excited.

Only then did Lin Yebai know that the friend who lived next door was called Huahua.

"Why does Huahua always like to play ball-bouncing?" Xiao Ming complained.

"Then... let's... skip rope..." Xiao Hong suggested.

"It's better to hit the ball." Xiao Ming sighed.

"Then let's start and see who hits more." Huahua smiled and found a ball from somewhere, hitting it and counting.

Unlike the sound of normal balls hitting the ground, her ball is a little crisper, and the sound is very unique, with a strange and pleasant sound.

"One, two, three, four..."

"Eighteen, nineteen... dead." When children play games, if they need to count, they like to say dead when they interrupt. Whether it's hitting a ball or skipping rope, it's the same, and then it's the turn of another child.

Huahua felt a little regretful and handed the ball to Xiao Ming.

"Watch me, I promise to hit more than you."

Xiao Ming also started hitting the ball, and it died when he counted to fifteen.

Xiaohong was even worse, and the ball fell to the ground and didn't move after only five hits.

"Xiaobai, it's your turn." The three friends turned their heads together, facing the direction where Lin Yebai was moving, staring at him and didn't move.

Lin Yebai picked up the ball according to the direction indicated by the barrage, and found that it felt a bit complicated and heavier than expected. The broken bones were collected by the soft brain tissue inside, and after many bumps and collisions, it has become a perfect sphere.

This also means that it is destined to have no elasticity. After all, it is just a skull. It is too difficult for it to fall to the ground and bounce back.

"Hurry up and play." They urged in unison, with a not-so-obvious cold malice in their voices.

Lin Yebai had no doubt that the ball would break into several pieces if he hit it.

"Huahua, will you be angry if I break the ball?" Lin Yebai asked.

"This... We are good friends, how can I be angry with you? But if you break something, you need to pay for it. This is my favorite little ball." Huahua seemed a little surprised that Lin Yebai would say this.

"But I don't have another little ball to compensate you."

"You do." Huahua stared at Lin Yebai's head again and again, feeling very satisfied. What a perfect hair shape, it’s simply a delicate work of art!

"Really?" Lin Yebai asked back.

When you encounter a question and don't know a more appropriate answer, throw the question back to the person who asked the question.

"Do you really not want to participate in such a fun game?"

"Lin Yebai, go home for dinner." Mother Lin's voice came from the third floor.

"I'm going home for dinner." Lin Yebai returned the little ball to Huahua.

"Your family eats too quickly. I don't know if the bones are good enough to stew." Huahua muttered in a low voice, a little unwillingly.

"Goodbye." Lin Yebai said goodbye to his friends politely and went home alone. He hid the envelope that he had not yet opened, intending to open it again when he was alone.

"Drink porridge tonight." Lin's mother prepared porridge and pickles and filled a bowl for Lin Yebai.

When Lin Yebai picked up the porridge, he smelled a very faint smell of meat and put it back. Maybe there was no meat in the porridge, but the pot used to cook the porridge had meat cooked in it not long ago, leaving a meaty smell.

"Why don't you drink?"

"I was too full at lunch." Lin Yebai made an excuse at random.

"Then we'll eat it tomorrow morning." Mother Lin didn't force Lin Yebai to drink porridge.

"Let's go play for a while." Mother Lin sat at the table, sipping the porridge in small sips. She seemed to feel it was very hot, and she breathed in from time to time.

【Happy Little Sheep】: There is a toy car on the ground\u003cb

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Lin Yebai found the toy car, which was electric. The remote control was also nearby. It seemed like someone had stepped on it and it was completely broken.

Lin Yebai studied the toy car for a while and found that the place where the battery was installed underneath was empty, so he just pushed the car on the floor and slid it around.

"What's wrong, don't you like the seesaw?" Mother Lin asked.

"fine."

"It's still early, let's play for a while before going to bed." Mother Lin was still drinking porridge.

"Okay." When Lin Yebai passed the seesaw, he suddenly thought it would be fun and wanted to sit on it.

Lin Yebai was even further away.

"I'm going back to my room." Lin Yebai returned to his bedroom. Although he couldn't see it, he knew what it looked like through the barrage.

This is the second bedroom, a room specially prepared by the couple for their children, with a desk, desk, wardrobe, and soft bed.

The lights in the room flickered. Lin Yebai fumbled to turn on the desk lamp and turned off the lights in the room.

He was sitting at his desk and was about to take out the envelope.

[Messenger of Justice]: Mom is staring at you from the crack in the door

Lin Yebai took out a phonetic storybook suitable for children from the bookshelf and flipped through it slowly. Time passed by, and the surroundings were very quiet.

[Blind student]: She is still staring

[I am a little green dragon]: Maybe you can do a set of Tai Chi, she will be confused

Lin Yebai chose to get up and walk towards the door.

Mother Lin, who was peeping outside, immediately returned to normal, stood outside the door with a smile, and asked: "Is the baby going to sleep? Do you need mom to tell you fairy tales?"

"I'll see for myself, and you should go to bed early. Good night."

"Good night."

Lin Yebai closed the door this time before carefully opening the envelope.

[Class Representative]: Our company is very sad about the unexpected death of Lin Shoucheng and has prepared some condolence money... Apart from this piece of letter paper, there is also a check in the envelope, the amount is 200,000.

After Lin Yebai read it, he put the letter back in it, sealed the opening with the glue made by children, and tucked it under the book. The envelope instantly became much smoother. You can find a chance to put the envelopes back into the mailbox tomorrow.

There was a creaking sound in the living room, and Lin Yebai wasn't sure whether to go out and take a look.

He thought of Mother Lin's method before, opening the door a small crack so that the audience in the live broadcast room could see what was happening outside from his perspective.

Although he couldn't see, it was as if he had completely lost his vision and been deprived of the right to see. The live broadcast room is not affected, and he can still use his vision to convey the surrounding images to the audience.

[White Umbrella]: She is sitting on the seesaw with her back to you. There seems to be nothing on the opposite side. The seesaw is functioning normally. There should be something of similar weight pressing on it.

[Strawberry Daifuku]: The kitchen door is open and blood is flowing out

[Mistake was made in the melon field]: Close the door quickly! ! !

[Super Rich Orange Seat]: She turned around! ,please keep in mind:,