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Hua Li was awakened by the aroma of scallion oil. She stretched herself and jumped onto the dining table in a few steps, admiring her brother Bing who was wearing an apron and mixing noodles in the kitchen.

After mixing the scallion oil noodles, Shi Zhixing took off his apron and hung it up. He turned around and saw Naituanzi waiting obediently at the dining table. He couldn't help but speed up his actions and brought two plates of scallion oil noodles, one large and one small, to the dining table.

Then he went into the kitchen and took out the iron bowl that the two wolf cubs had eaten yesterday. He poured dog food and milk into it and placed it under the dining table for the two wolf cubs.

Hua Li waited until Brother Bing came to the table before she started eating. After taking a bite, she found that the aroma of soy sauce and green onion was perfectly blended with the noodles. It must be said that Brother Bing's cooking skills are really good.

Stealing a glance, Brother Bing was eating noodles with big mouthfuls. He still looked elegant and handsome. Hua Li slurped the noodles and lowered his head to eat with big mouthfuls as well.

After finishing the noodles, Hua Li looked up to clean the oil stains on the corners of her mouth, and saw Brother Bing was already washing the dishes at the kitchen sink, leaving only his tall back.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw that the milk dumpling on the table was covered with grease stains. Shi Zhixing had no choice but to go to the bathroom to get a towel to wet it.

"come over!"

Hearing what Brother Bing said, Hua Li sat down obediently and let Brother Bing wipe her face with a wet towel. Hua Li was so comfortable that she buried her head in the wet towel and rubbed it a few times.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a large black stain on the towel. I was shocked and looked at Brother Bing in confusion: "Meow? Did I lose color?"

Haha, the little kid who was startled by himself is also very cute.

"Uncle!" Suddenly a crisp exclamation came from the door.

This attracted the attention of one man, one cat and two wolves.

"Mo'er?" Shi Zhixing stood up and walked to Shi Mo, took the brand new suitcase, looked behind him and saw no one, and asked in confusion: "Who sent you back? Where are the Tang family members?"

Shi Mo had just been shocked by the loving scene between his uncle and the kitten. Now that he had come to his senses, his eyes suddenly became sore at the sight of his uncle so lively, and he pounced fiercely on the person in front of him.

“Wuwuwu~wuwu, Xiaohi, uncle, wuwu~wuwu…” Shi Mo was speechless for a moment and could only cry out.

Shi Zhixing's eyes were heavy, he didn't understand why his little niece was crying like this. What happened to make the little girl so sad that she couldn't speak?

"Be good! Don't cry!" Shi Zhixing patted Shi Mo's back gently and comforted her patiently over and over again until she calmed down.

Hua Li also stared with eyes wide open, too shocked to speak.

Little... Shi Mo! The Shi Mo in the memory appeared in front of him without any warning, and Brother Bing became Shi Mo's uncle, Shi Zhixing!

This... I can only sigh at the fate that plays tricks on me.

She originally wanted to wait until she became stronger before avenging White Wolf, but she didn't expect that she had already become a part of the game.

Shi Zhixing pulled Shi Mo, who had calmed down, to sit on the sofa, squatted down, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Shi Mo's eyes and said, "Don't be afraid! Tell me what happened."

Shi Mo stared at the scar on her uncle's face for a long time, tears silently flowing from her eyes. In her previous life, it was because of this scar that she was even more afraid of her uncle. Later, she believed in the Tang family's manipulation and gradually distanced herself from her uncle.

Hua Li looked at the sad Shi Mo and felt something was wrong. Shouldn't Shi Mo be at the Tang family at this time? Why did he appear here?

Thinking of those bad memories, I couldn't help but feel sympathy for Shi Mo.

Taking the tissue from the coffee table, Little Black Claw took out a few and stuffed them into Shi Mo's hand. He patted the back of Shi Mo's hand, raised his little head and looked at the poor kid who was silently crying and meowed:

"Poor little thing, wipe your tears and stop crying. I am on your side. If anyone bullies you again, I will beat the shit out of her!" After saying that, he patted Shi Mo's little hand with his little black claws.

They have a common enemy, and she is no longer an ordinary black cat, so she has no problem protecting people.

Shi Mo's eyes widened, and Ya Ma was stunned. Was she hallucinating because she cried too hard? Was the babyish and comforting voice just now made by this little black cat?