I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"So... you came all the way to see me just to ask me to attend some summer barbecue party?"

Fu'er pushed two shopping carts and couldn't help but ask as he watched Harts throwing bags of ingredients into the cart.

"if not?"

Hartz said matter-of-factly, while looking at the beef brisket and beef tendons in the freezer, he seemed to be hesitating which type of barbecue was better, but in the end he simply threw them all into the shopping cart.

"Isn't it...that...that..."

Fu'er looked around and asked in a low voice after confirming that no one was paying attention.

"Are the administration looking for me?"

"Oh, you're talking about this! It seems like that's the case."

Harts seemed to suddenly remember something and suddenly realized.

"But there's no rush for that kind of thing. Let's go to the barbecue party with me first!"

"what???"

Fu'er couldn't understand this guy's brain circuit. Why could the barbecue party be prioritized before the administration's affairs? But Harts said with a serious face.

"Just think about it, you are now a 996 social worker. After finally getting through your vacation, you were assigned a temporary task and asked you to find someone. But at the same time, you have promised your children to do it for them. For a barbecue party, should you choose to continue working on your day off, find the person and then bring it to your boss, or should you finish the children’s barbecue party and wait until the working day before taking him to see your boss?”

“……………………”

Well, now Fule at least understands something. In essence, these heroes are no different from social animals.

In addition to work, their usual rest time will be wasted and they will wander around. They may even talk dirty and do tricks better than you.

Apart from being able to perform miracles, there is nothing special about it.

But this made Fule feel relieved deep in his heart.

"Okay, that means my task now is to have a barbecue party with you, right?"

"That's right! Oops, I was still worried about how to prepare portions for more than a dozen children by myself, but now I finally have a complaint... No, a kind person came to help me."

"Hey! You were saying I was a grudge just now, weren't you?"

"No, no, by the way, what kind of marinade is needed for roasting the leg of lamb? Do you need onions?"

"Although I know you are changing the subject, roasting lamb legs does require onions..."

Fuer sighed, then continued.

"There are also cooking wine, chili noodles and barbecue ingredients. If you want to roast the lamb leg, you need to get more of these."

"No problem, there is the spice section in front, just buy it back together!"

Hartz estimated the appetite of the little guys, took out two large legs of lamb from the freezer, and threw them into the shopping cart.

"I didn't expect you to know this stuff~"

Hartz took a cart and said as he pushed it.

"I didn't know much about it originally, but recently due to some special reasons, I was forced to learn a lot..."

Needless to say, there were special reasons. Even coming to this barbecue party was requested by Sylvia. The guy was sitting on the shopping cart pushed by Ful, humming and swinging his legs. Going out for an outing.

I can only pretend that I don’t have this person!

Top torture!

"Really? Will you be in charge of kebabs or lamb legs later?"

“Let’s have kebabs.”

The two of them finished selecting all the ingredients and ingredients while chatting. By the time they finished paying and loaded the pile of things into the car, it was already almost 1 p.m.

"Which one do you want, burger or chicken wrap?"

"Chicken wrap."

Hartz carried a bag of K's foreign fast food into the car, handed Ful a chicken roll, and picked up a burger himself.

"Just eat whatever you want for lunch, but if someone asks you what you had for lunch later, don't mention the burger. I'll be in trouble."

As if thinking of something troublesome, Hartz had a complicated look on his face.

"Hmm? Who would ask? Why the trouble."

Fu'er took a bite of the chicken roll and took another sip of Coke. Looking at the slightly strange behavior of the other party, he asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just remember."

"…………"

Fuer thought for a moment.

Ful found the blind spot.

Ful realized the answer.

"Oh I see."

As if suddenly enlightened, Fuer said in a pretentious tone.

"??? What do you understand?"

"Isn't that what [Real News] mentioned, your so-called [lover]~ I understand~ I understand~"

"Born! What do you understand! And! Don't believe the nonsense from that newspaper!!!!"

Hartz is helpless, Hartz is very sad. He is a [hero] with an internal combat rating of S, but how could his reputation be as bad as it is now?

It must have been done by [Real News]!

"Anyway, as long as you understand, that guy is good at everything else, but sometimes he is a bit too wordy. By the way, did you eat the spicy chicken wings?"

"Uh...ah, yes, I ate it."

"Then I'll have grilled wings."

Although he actually secretly gave Sylvia the spicy chicken wings, he couldn't say that he didn't eat them and the chicken wings disappeared out of thin air.

Fu'er secretly glanced at the back seat of the car. The guy just lay down in the back seat after eating, but that's okay!

After finishing lunch quickly, Hartz started the vehicle and drove to his destination, which was an orphanage located on the outskirts of the old city.

The location is not far from where Ful lives. Starting from the supermarket, the car drove to the destination in less than 20 minutes.

"Here we are, there's no parking lot or underground parking garage here, so I'll park the car at the door while I wait. I'll take you in to say hello first, and then come back later to move your things."

"Oh."

When I got off the car, I saw a large iron gate in front of me. Although it looked very old, it seemed that it had been maintained regularly, and it didn't look rusty or dilapidated at all. The main body of the orphanage is a 4-story old-fashioned red brick house. Although Fule doesn't know anything about architectural styles, it seems to be a European-style building.

The entire house seems to have been renovated not long ago, and some wooden structures appear to have been repainted. The door and entrance awning seem to be newly replaced, because there is a clear deviation from the style and color of other surrounding wooden structures. Even the door above There is also a fingerprint lock.

Walking into the iron gate, there is a large courtyard inside, and the lawn is very smooth. It feels like there is no problem for children to play football on it.

There is a large plaque at the door that reads Hanhai City Prayer Orphanage.

"Actually, this is an old house passed down by my ancestors. But a long time ago, my parents moved to other places when I was young. What you see now are basically all renovated by me after I came back a few years ago. .”

"So, your ancestral home is considered to be from Hanhai?"

"Forget it, although they don't come back often, that is, they come a little more after the orphanage moved here in the past two years."

"Then how did this place become an orphanage?"

Fu'er asked curiously.

"That's because a few years ago, the old site of the orphanage was involved in a [disaster] event and was completely destroyed. It was also thanks to Mr. Hartz that this orphanage was able to continue in another city."

Before Hartz could answer, the door to the orphanage opened and a tall and plump young woman walked out. She was wearing a simple white top and a long black skirt. Although her expression was a little decadent, she could still tell that she was a beautiful woman.

Moreover, with his light blue eyes, fairer complexion, and facial features that are slightly different from Fu Er and others, the other party does not seem to be from the Chinese area.

But this is not surprising. After all, after the establishment of the Unified Federation, the flow of population has become much more frequent than during the period when the country was enfeoffed.

"Hello, I am the director of this orphanage, my name is Xenia."

Senia put her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed slightly.

"Hello...Hello, then...well, just call me Fu'er. Please take care of me."

At this moment, Fu'er suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have brought anything with him when he came here. Should he buy a few boxes of milk at the supermarket?

And I don’t know why, but I always feel a sense of oppression in front of the other person. What is going on?

"Okay, Mr. Furr, I learned from Mr. Hartz a few days ago that you will come to help. I'm really sorry to trouble you."

"Huh? Before..."

"Just say hello. After all, I didn't bring him here simply as a guest. There are still a lot of ingredients to be moved in the trunk. As for Xiao Zhang, isn't he still making up lessons?"

Hartz patted Ful on the back hard and gave him a look, signaling him not to worry too much.

"Yes, that child failed the recent math mock test. According to their school's rules, he should have to make up classes until 5 p.m. today."

"Tsk, are you one less manpower? Ful, let's go and move things."

"Please wait a moment. Let's drink some water and take a rest. Have you had lunch? Do you need me to get something to eat?"

Xenia said, holding Hartz's hand.

"Eat it! Of course I did! If you don't believe me, ask Fuer! What did he and I eat after we finished shopping?"

"Oh? Mr. Fu'er, what did you eat for lunch?"

Senia turned to look at Ful and asked.

"Huh? That... that... rice noodles! Yes! Crossing the bridge rice noodles!"

"The rice noodles at that restaurant are quite delicious, and the fish balls are also good."

"exactly!"

Senia looked at the two of them talking to each other one by one without interrupting, and just watched quietly, until one of the two couldn't help the other's suspicious eyes and said helplessly. .

"What's the matter, Senya, isn't it okay to eat rice noodles?"

"Of course there's nothing wrong with eating rice noodles, but there are crumbs of fried chicken in the corner of your mouth, Mr. Harts..."

"what???"

Hartz wiped his mouth with his hand, it was true!

broken!

"So what you two had for lunch wasn't rice noodles at all, it was junk food. Let me guess? Fried chicken? Or burgers? Or...all of it?"

Listening to the other party pointing out the facts one by one, Fu'er could feel that the pressure was getting more serious. From the corner of his eye, he could even see that Hartz was already standing in a military posture with cold sweat!

"I'm talking about you! Mr. Harts, how many times have I told you to eat healthy and eat healthy, but you just don't listen. Even if you are a [hero], you should pay attention to your health! Just listen to Miss Milani. Say you eat junk food while eating in the cafeteria. If you continue like this, aren't you afraid of getting sick after retiring? Can Dr. Yan take care of you for the rest of your life? If you don't eat enough, you take your children to eat? Can you still be considered a child like this? Are you a role model? Tonight is just barbecue food, which is not very healthy. It’s okay to eat it once in a while. You don’t eat serious food for lunch. What do you want me to say about you? How can I teach those who worship you like this? Do you want your children not to be picky eaters?"

Seeing Xeniya lecturing Hartz incessantly, it was the first time that Ful saw that Hartz, who always had a playful smile, actually showed such an expression.

It's the kind of thing where a child does something bad and is discovered by their parents.

Thinking about it this way, Fu'er seemed to understand what the pressure he felt was...

This is the sense of oppression brought about by the aura called [Motherhood]!

And the "mother" of many children in front of her.

【Motherhood】It’s so exciting!