Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The corners of Zhang Qiling's mouth curled up slightly, feeling that Wu Xie still cared about him.

But the next second Wu Xie continued: "You are fine, you are in good health and won't get sick. But Xiaobao is still young, and he still has a fever. What if the cold wind blows and his condition gets worse?"

As he said this, he took the small bottle from Zhang Qiling's arms and held it in his own arms.

Zhang Qiling's face fell in an instant.

Looking at the smug little bottle, I felt like the sky was falling.

Sklar was deeply aware that he had fallen out of favor...

Noticing Zhang Qiling's expression, Wu Xie realized belatedly: I think I might have gone a bit too far. Didn't I also encounter a lot of problems when I first took care of a child?

The young man didn't do it on purpose. He was just standing there waiting for me.

Wu Xie, ah Wu Xie,

Isn't this what you wanted most before?

How come you don’t cherish what you have?

And you take my kindness for granted!!

Wu Xie warned himself: Don’t do this again next time.

It is true that the baby is still small and needs care, but we cannot ignore the little one just because he has a baby.

It is important to distinguish clearly who is the cause and who is the result between the two people!

We can’t put the cart before the horse.

After all, no matter whose feelings are hurt, it is what he least wants to see.

Zhang Qiling was still holding the balloon, but they were now standing at the door, and the balloon connected to the long line had not yet come in and was stuck outside by the door curtain.

Wu Xie raised his hand to help the boy put the balloon into the room and said, "Brother..."

Zhang Qiling waited for a while, but Wu Xie didn't say the next sentence.

Wu Xie scratched his head, not knowing what to say. Some things were obviously inappropriate to say when they were still friends.

"Innocent?"

The fat man heard the noise and ran out from the inner hall, shouting, "Are you guys back?"

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

Wu Xie responded loudly, and the fat man ran back halfway, muttering: My fish, my fish! It's going to be burnt!

After being interrupted by him, Wu Xie didn't know what to say, so he just gave up. He patted Zhang Qiling's shoulder soothingly and looked at him apologetically.

Zhang Qiling shook his head, indicating that it was okay, and tied the balloon to the cash register at the door.

The floor heating at home was turned on very high, so Wu Xie took off his coat, put on his wrinkled pajamas that he had worn all day, and went to the kitchen with the child in his arms.

"Are you hungry, sweetheart? Let's go see what delicious food Uncle Fatty has made."

There were several cooked dishes on the stove. Wu Xie smelled the aroma and couldn't wait to pick up a few and put them in his mouth to taste them.

The fat man caught him and beat him up, scolding him: "You just came back from outside and you're eating this. Did you wash your hands? Aren't you afraid of bacteria? You'll get diarrhea if you eat this!"

Wu Xie let him scold without stopping his hands for a moment, and he did not start arguing with the fat man. After all, who would pick on the cook?

She blew on her red hands without caring, then leisurely carried the child to wash her hands, and came back with the chopsticks.

I gave the child a taste of each dish made by the fat man and asked him, "Which dish do you like, Xiaobao?"

“They are all delicious.”

Wu Xie smiled and tapped his nose, "You really don't offend either side."

The fat man also laughed, "You are quite smart despite your young age."

"Oh, Tian Zhen." Fatty asked Wu Xie, "Whose child is this? How come I didn't know you had such a beloved child in these years?"

Even with his toes, the fat man knew that his previous fantasies were all bullshit!

Judging from the age of this child, it was already there before the little brother was taken away. How naive! Even if she could really give birth, there is no way she could give birth to a child who looks so much like the little brother by herself! ? ?

Don’t you agree? It’s a bit rough, but the truth is there.

So when Fatty came back and thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the child was probably secretly born by the young man!

Could it be that the Zhang family is so gifted? ?

Guarding the door is to pass on the family line?

The more the fat man thought about it, the more it seemed plausible, and things started to develop in an outrageous direction.

With his intelligence, he would have been an excellent storyteller in the past.

He makes up stories at will.

Wu Xie thought about it, how to explain it to the fat man?

"This is the child of the Zhang family. He is related to my brother. I thought we had a good impression of him, so I kept him by my side." Wu Xie tried to speak as concisely as possible, concealing the child's true identity, which saved a lot of unnecessary explanations.

If I really told Fatty that the child was the young body of Zhang Qiling, I would have to start all over again and explain to Fatty everything about how I blew up the door and went back to the past.

Wu Xie intuitively felt that the fewer people who knew about this kind of thing, the better.

The fat man nodded, looking at the child's face which was about 60% similar to Zhang Qiling, and he became more and more certain.

This is!

Absolutely yes!

The little brother’s illegitimate child!!!

Otherwise, how could they be so similar?

It's like they came out of the same mother's womb.

(I have to say, the truth about the fat guy is revealed, hhh they really came from the same womb.)

The fat man felt that the reason why Xiao Tianzhen was so vague was because this child was a scar in his heart!

It's a wound that will bleed if opened!

It is the sadness of these 10 years...

(The fat mother’s heart is broken.

Wu Xie on the other side: Haha, when you get older, you tend to have wild thoughts, sorry for the joke (????) sorry for the joke)

But the fat man couldn't say anything in front of the child. After all, the child's real age was probably much older than he looked.

No wonder he is smarter than other kids...

You can't say bad things in front of him, he can understand everything!

The fat man shook his head, looked at Wu Xie lovingly, and said generously: "Eat, eat. Eat more if you are hungry." I'm sorry for putting you through this.

Wu Xie: Black Question Mark Face

Don't understand, but do it.

Standing by the stove with the child in one hand, he looks so cool and shows off, and he doesn't forget to feed the child.

Finally, the fat man couldn't stand it anymore and said, "I told you to eat, but I didn't really ask you to leave the plate empty."

Wu Xie put down his chopsticks and smiled innocently.

Finally, the fat man added a little salt to the fish soup in the pot, took it out of the pot, and asked Wu Xie to put the fried dishes on the dining table.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!" the fat man shouted, and Wang Meng, who had seemed invisible before, automatically floated over.

Drooling at the food on the table.

At the same time, he looked at the child in Wu Xie's arms with resentment. It seemed that his position in his boss's heart would be relegated to the back again.

Where did this child come from? Why does he look so much like the boss's wife? But neither the boss nor his wife can have children.

Is it true that he is not the boss lady’s illegitimate child, and that the boss, out of love, reluctantly treats him as his own son?

Wang Meng: Today is also a day when I feel sorry for my boss.

(Wu Xie flipped the table: Enough! One by one, in your eyes, am I such a patient person?)