General Gong is the mother

Mr. Gong found out that wonton likes to lick steamed buns.

Orcs often express their closeness by licking their fur, which is also an important way of expressing affection between family members.Li and Tuanzi would lick steamed buns every day, but none of them were as persistent as wontons, and they licked them for half an hour.

Mr. Gong is still recuperating in the hospital now, and the few cubs are now free of the previous ban, and report to work on time every day, and are full of enthusiasm for taking care of children.

Mr. Gong felt that in comparison, the three little boys looked more like fathers than him.

Tuanzi is the most stable, and is responsible for hunting every day, bringing back some small prey, mainly various aquatic products, and some small animals and birds.The nurse who is in charge of confinement for Mr. Gong will take these things away and hand them to the canteen every day. The steamed buns are still normal baby food.

Li sent the three boys home, and when he entered the door, he saw Mr. Gong taking off the little skirt on Mantou.

The small skirt has all kinds of folds and ruffles, mixed with cotton cloth and animal skins, and decorated with brightly colored feathers. Although the workmanship is not exquisite and delicate, it is strong enough and correct, and it is almost a bit of a master.It is hard to imagine that this is the handicraft of glutinous rice balls.In Mr. Gong's shed, there are quite a few of these small clothes, and they are very popular.If Xiaoya has a piece of clothing like this, it will be very fashionable.

Yuze came to visit his students, and looked at Mr. Gong meaningfully at the baby-baby clothes on the shelf next to him.

Mr. Gong felt ashamed that he should act out?He thought about it, but still felt that the difficulty was too high, so he gave up.

Yuze didn't bother to talk about him.Even the bonded sub-orc man has some areas that he is not good at, just like his cooking skills are no match for Mr. Gong.

After a while, Xia Ping came in with a long face.A while ago, he managed to train the two little sub-beast assistants to look good, but he was abducted by the orcs from the neighboring village not long after.He has been working in vain for more than a month, and now he has to find someone again.

"Back then, if we wanted to know the orcs, didn't we have to wait for the annual market?" Xia Ping was very depressed.

Mr. Gong and Yu Ze watched him together.The way his family got to know him was not the market.

Now there are frequent exchanges between various villages, and the communication between single orcs and small sub-beasts is no longer limited to the market.Although there are still more orcs than orcs, the proportion of orcs in Minor Asia who survive to adulthood is constantly increasing.There are people in the tribe who specialize in doing this kind of statistical work.

Mr. Gong knew that the wife of the village chief was doing this.Originally, the village chief was doing it, but the village chief's math level was really bad, and finally the village chief's wife took the stage.

Among the several villages, Xiaohe Village had the most affairs and the busiest.Some village chiefs and their wives will come for short-term training in winter.The scale of the school is getting bigger and bigger, and the teaching building has changed from a few bungalows to a three-story building.

Stairs make many little orcs very anxious.Almost every day, there are little orcs with sinister intentions who take the younger cubs to the second floor and let them go downstairs by themselves.

Mantou is already half a year old.The little gray wolf looks very inconspicuous, sitting in the middle of the stairs on the third floor, looking at the stairs with a serious expression: Yes...it's a bit high, but Father and Father are not afraid of heights, and Brother Tuanzi is not afraid of heights either.Don’t be afraid of steamed buns and steamed buns!

The gray-white hairball raised its front paws, and unconsciously leaned back slowly. The raised paws waved in the air for a long time without falling down; then suddenly found that his altitude had risen suddenly.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" the frightened Mantou yelled extremely fiercely.

It was placed on the desk in a few seconds.Sitting in front of the desk, the white wolf was dinged with blasted lanugo. He looked chubby, but his eyes were calm and calm. He lowered his head and licked the steamed bun.

Only then did Mantou stop screaming, and immediately controlled his violently trembling body: "Wow!" Mantou was not afraid!

The third floor is a group of little orcs and little sub-beasts receiving elite education.Their performance in all aspects far exceeds that of their peers, and they are not suitable for teaching with ordinary peers.Of course, their number is very rare, and the entire tribe counts only about twenty people.Separate the little orcs and the little sub-beasts into classes, and the number will be even smaller.

The third floor is considered a restricted area for the entire school.No matter how mischievous the other brats are, they will never reach the third floor.No way, force value is not on the same level at all.

The elite little orcs are very interested in the steamed buns that pop up out of nowhere.

"Where did this little boy come from?"

"Lan, is this your house?"

"This is a normal kid!" Lan's body shape was too abnormal.

"Yeah, Lan, you've grown too big." You're only a few years old, about the same age as teenagers like them.

Tuanzi took the steamed bun off the desk and put it under his stomach to hide it: "Well, this is my younger brother."

The little orcs are very interested in the squishy cubs.Most of them also have brothers in their families.Especially in the past one or two years, the birth rate of cubs has increased significantly compared to previous years.But most of them are not villagers of Xiaohe Village, just a few of them were selected and sent to receive elite education, obviously it is impossible to bring their brothers here.Even if they bring them over, they won't raise them.

You can play with them, but if anything happens to the cubs, they will be blinded.Then, they looked at the white wolf who was the youngest in the class, teasing the cub with its tail, and then pawed and pulled it over.The cub was exhausted soon, and the white wolf walked to the tea room at the end of the third floor with his mouth in his mouth. After transforming into a human form, he made a small bowl of milk for the cub.

The sunlight fell on the side face of the handsome young man, so beautiful that a few young orcs who were springing up almost howled, turned around and huddled together to whisper.

"The skin is so white."

"Well, it's so white, so white."

"It's much prettier than the class next door." The so-called class next door is the class of the elite little Asian beasts.

"Hmm!" Why is Lan an orc?

The tea room is only on the third floor, and it is shared by the little orcs and the little Asian beasts.

When the brutal little beasts came over, they unceremoniously kicked away the little beasts blocking the door one by one.

Steamed buns are fast to eat.Tuanzi packed up the small bowl of steamed buns and turned into a beast shape, walking downstairs with steamed buns in his mouth.Mantou was tired from playing before, and his stomach was full again. He closed his eyes and yawned one after another.

The cruel little Asian beast instantly sprouted and watched the little orcman leave.

At this time, the glutinous rice balls and wontons are almost crazy.They brought the steamed buns to the school secretly, but unexpectedly they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tuanzi walked over, put down the steamed bun, and one of them gave a paw: "The steamed bun sneaked up to the third floor."

"The third floor?" Tangyuan and Wonton were surprised in unison.The third floor is so high!

"Yeah." The little boy has been climbing to high places for the past few days, and he doesn't know why?Neither glutinous rice balls nor wontons have this problem.

Tangyuan looked at the fat mantou who was sleeping on all fours, and bent down to hug; Wonton sprinted forward, picking up the mantou first.But the legs of the wonton were too short, and when he picked it up like this, the buttocks of the steamed bun were still dragging on the ground.Wonton himself noticed it too, and put down the steamed bun in frustration.

Tangyuan sighed heavily, and picked up the steamed bun.They secretly brought out the steamed buns to play while Dad was taking a nap, and they had to send them back before Dad woke up, so they couldn't let Dad find out, otherwise...

The glutinous rice balls and wontons were drawn with a small ruler, and the dumplings consciously brought the steamed buns together to face the wall and think about it.Alas, if the little brother is not worried, he, the boss, will also suffer.

The three adults are discussing going to the tribal center, and this time Ah Wu is going too.

After Li finished his meal, he turned into a big bad wolf. Even with a fluffy face, he could still see the resistance on it.He put his head on Mr. Gong's lap and stared straight ahead blankly.

Mr. Gong gently scratched the back of the wolf's neck, but did not ease the tense muscles of the wolf at all: "I said I would not go back."

The big bad wolf didn't even move a hair.

The big bad wolf who was stubborn to the end was drawn by Ah Wu with a small ruler, and was then punished to face the wall with the cub.

The big bad wolf held the cub in its arms, and licked its fur again and again, feeling full of sadness: "Woo~" Mantou, your father will soon abandon us.From now on, father will raise you all alone, and father will not abandon you.When you grow up, you and your father will go find your father together.

Mr. Gong didn't know what the big bad wolf was thinking, but the gloomy atmosphere was obvious.

Mr. Gong picked up the steamed bun, patted the big bad wolf, and emphasized again: "I said I won't go back."

The big bad wolf looked up at him slightly, then stopped.

Mr. Gong drove the kids back to the children's room.The big bad wolf quietly followed him, and when they reached their bedroom, they stood at the door and refused to enter.

Boss Gong lowered his head and kissed the fluffy wolf ears: "How many times do you want me to say it? I was talking to Dad just now, and you weren't there? I just sent something back." It may not be successful .

Whether it was Dawu or someone else who brought him into this world, he didn't think traveling through time and space was a simple matter.He didn't know how much the price would be.But it is undeniable that he is grateful in his heart.In any case, he was dead in his previous life, and the time in this life is completely earned.Even if he couldn't send the message back in the end, he wouldn't complain.

The big bad wolf didn't understand: "It's just to send things back, why do you have to go in person? And Dad also wants to go together? Can't someone take it to Grandpa?"

Now there are people coming and going between Xiaohe Village and the tribal center almost every week, and they usually bring things to Da Wu and Li, and they have never seen anyone who needs them to go there in person!

Mr. Gong sighed: "There are other things. Daddy is going to see Grandpa for business."

The big bad wolf stared at Mr. Gong's chest with his forehead and said nothing.

Because of the problem of the big bad wolf, the itinerary was delayed again and again.Later, the big bad wolf didn't know whether it was figured out or something, and the family finally went to the tribal center in early spring.

The author has something to say: Daddy is about to stop being cute!

Tuanzi╭（╯＾╰）╮: No way!

Tangyuan(╰_╯)#: Dare to try again!

Wonton Σ (っ°Д°;) っ: cheat, cheat paper!

Mantou (⊙_⊙)? : Huh?