[Family Education] Jiudaimu Parenting Diary

Yun Shou smashed back to Pengo Lie's headquarters with his own son on his back, leaving Timoteo alone outside with the wind, saying that his children are debts from his previous life, but he really didn't do anything wicked in his previous life Ah, who threw this pot to him?

"It's meaningless to do this. Master Xanxus's personality is just like this. No matter how you change it, it won't help." The little carrots gathered around him and patted him on the back comfortingly.

"...I don't feel comforted at all." Timoteo covered his face.

Cerbero X4 licked the ice cream kindly provided by the leader, and quietly sat in rows on the seats in the park. They were still very free until the ring changed hands.

"There is a shop selling cotton candy over there, do you want to eat it?" Although Cerbero is not in the range of human beings, Timoteo will habitually treat them as young girls when they see their appearance. ordinary kids.

"Yes~~~" the spoiled radishes said in unison, some people treat guests for nothing, and not every boss has such a good temper as Timoteo, hurry up and take advantage of it now Under the benefits.

"Original...sandwich...strawberry...chocolate...what should I choose?"

As soon as he entered the store, Mr. Jiudaimu was dazzled by the dazzling array of desserts. This store was newly opened recently, and the business was booming. Even the waiters didn't have time to greet the customers one by one, so they couldn't ask carefully about the taste of the desserts.

"Hey~ I think the one with grape pulp is pretty good~ The one with raw chocolate is too bitter, of course Bai Lan's favorite is the original flavor~"

A little white-haired lady who was estimated to be no more than five years old was lying in front of the glass cabinet, smiling at him with crooked eyebrows, and the inverted crown tattoo under the left eye was very eye-catching.

"You seem to be very clear, is Bailan a regular customer?" Timoteo also smiled back at him.

"Yeah~ I've been here many times~ There are probably so many~" The white-haired Xiaozheng swung his arms in a big circle, and the fluffy bristles trembled accordingly. With a delicate and lovely face, this action can be said to hit Luo Taikong's heart directly.

Why can't I help but want to hug him even though I know that this guy is going to be a big pervert in the future...

Kudaime, who couldn't help but bury his hand in the bristly hair and rubbed it, mocked himself with incomparable contempt.

"Ah~ it's almost time, hurry up and meet up with mom~" Baimao Xiaozheng looked at the clock hanging in the store, and was about to run out in a hurry, holding a pack of original white cotton candy in his hand.

Sure enough, he is still just an ordinary kid who loves to buy sweets?

Timoteo was thoughtful, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with him. Anyway, he had already passed the position to Little Rabbit Sawada in the future war in the original book, so what happened to Bailan had nothing to do with him. ah.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, the Cerberos who were waiting at the door hurriedly dragged him to a remote alley.

"how……!?"

When he saw the cotton candy scattered all over the alley, Timoteo's expression immediately became serious.

"There's a car, going over there." Cerbero walked through the narrow alleyway and pointed to the path ahead.

Cerberos will only take special care of the holder of 73. It seems that the white-haired bear child is indeed the big boss of the future battle, but it is not wrong to ask him to save a ghost that almost destroyed Pengo Lie in the future. What do you mean?

"Okay, don't look at me with that look, I'll help." Timoteo raised his forehead, the pleading eyes of the young girls are simply one of the most irresistible factors in the world, although he can't see their blindfolds What does the lower eye look like.

Speaking of chasing cars, people who don’t know the truth must think that in the battle between mafia gangs, they must be very cool and tall, scrapping a dozen luxury cars every minute without blinking their eyelids, but in fact, in order to save as much as possible Unnecessary expenses and exhaust emissions, he controlled the vehicles of his subordinates within a reasonable range, even when he himself avoided the guardian and sneaked out to surf, he used two wheels... yes, two wheels.

So there is such an unimaginable scene in Sicily today. A large truck is chasing an orange flame. If the naked eye can keep up with the speed of the flame, you can clearly see the Hidden in the flames was the figure of a young man, with golden eyes and a cold expression pedaling... a two-wheeled bicycle, commonly known as a bicycle.

The orange flame climbed up the window of the large truck with lightning speed, and the young man stared coldly at the two traffickers who were already demented.jpg in the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

The mafia is fast in doing things, and it can solve many problems quickly, including unnecessary negotiations. Timoteo blew his fist, took the steering wheel, and drove it in the direction of Vengley's headquarters. I made a call to Lan Shou at the headquarters.

Probably the two traffickers still can't imagine how unlucky they are. When they came out to do some business, they happened to run into the world's number one bully family... no, the leader of the number one mafia family.

"Kudaime, a total of 21 comatose young children were imprisoned in the carriage, all under the age of 10."

Lan Shou is also quite helpless for his own leader's brave actions, so why doesn't an authentic mafia boss do something worthy of the name?

"Temporarily settle those children in a safe place. If no parents claim them, they will be sent to the orphanage under Pengo Lie in time...and check the details of those two people." Timoteo flipped through the From the notes found in the driver's cab, I feel that the matter is not as simple as a simple kidnapping, because there is no contact information of the child's parents in the notes. As for the children under the hood, it is clear that the people who bought these children had other purposes.

However, apart from the crooked notes, he couldn't find any more information. It would be too hasty to think that there is a problem with this car just based on super intuition.

"Are you suspicious of that family?" Lan Shou frowned, as if remembering something disgusting.

"Yes." Timoteo did not deny it, but now is not the time to talk about it. A certain juvenile white flower is the root cause of his actions. If something goes wrong with him, it is estimated that the world he lives in The world line is about to change.

Among a bunch of unkempt young children, I found a white creature with a strong sense of disobedience. His slender hands and feet were tied with rough hemp rope, a piece of tape was stuck to his mouth, and his violet eyes were tight. Shut up, it looks like he was knocked out before he was captured.

There is no Jesso family in the current mafia world, and Mirufiore is also a future product decades later. Now, the news can only be released and the parents of the child will come forward to claim it.

Before that...

"Wow... Grandpa, who are you, a human trafficker?"

Not long after carrying him back to the room, the young Marshmallow woke up rubbing his eyes and yawning. He blinked his violet eyes and asked without any sense of crisis.

"Yes, I am a trafficker." Timoteo replied.

Marshmallow tilted her head, her delicate face was full of disbelief.

"It's Vongola's man who abducted me to my house. Do you know that he will bring me tea, water, sweep the floor and pass the toilet?" Timoteo said nonsense in a serious manner.

"Vong... clam?" Marshmallow asked innocently while eating his fingers, "Then will Grandpa Clam give Bailan some marshmallows if you stay here?"

Timoteo: "Of course, the most expensive one."

Bai Lan: "Deal!"

So amidst the laughter, the young ghost animal successfully sold itself to the clam family for the price of a bag of high-grade cotton candy, and he was quite proud of himself, and didn't realize what was wrong at all.

"Hmm... ah..." An hour after selling herself, the marshmallow was obediently accepting the feeding in the arms of the buyer, eating mouthful after mouthful.

There is still no trace of Bai Lan's parents, but according to the informant, the child's home is not in Sicily at all, and he simply ran away from home to kill himself.

Should it be said that it is a model of a generation of snake-spirited bosses? The circuit of the brain is so strange from an early age, and this is less than five years old...

"Ahh~" Little Marshmallow's little tongue inadvertently licked the fingertips stained with icing sugar, causing Timoteo to regain his senses in an instant, and then he realized that he had forgotten to wear gloves, but it shouldn't be a big deal The problem is, Bai Lan is still young, so she can't see anything.

"Wow~ What a beautiful ring~" As expected, Little Marshmallow's attention was completely on the Vongola ring on his middle finger. He grasped the palm in front of him that was much larger than his little hand, and his violet eyes began to Shine bright.

"Does Bai Lan like it?" Timoteo asked curiously. Could it be that Bai Lan, who has not yet awakened, already has a subconscious enthusiasm for Pengo Lie's ring?

"Yeah~ There's a very warm breath on it, just like the one on you, Grandpa." Bai Lan rubbed her cheek against the ring, and kissed it again.

Timoteo was dumbfounded by his innocent behavior, does this kid really know what kissing the ring means in the mafia, and after knowing, will he ask him to settle accounts in the future?

Uh... hope he's dead by then...

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