Zhuo Mingli rubbed his son's head and said:
"Generally powerful people will keep themselves safe and have the ability to protect themselves."
"It was accidental that day, I didn't even notice, and then I was arrested suddenly."
Xiaoyue is now completely healed. Speaking of the injuries he had suffered, Xiaoyue and Kuncheng are getting along with each other every day, and it seems that they don't hold a lot of grudges.
"His ability was born to restrain you."
Holding Xiaoyue in his arms, Zhuo Mingli walked slowly out of the door of the room, and at the same time spoke out the core of the problem objectively.
"I know."
"It's fine if you know. From now on, you two have to get along well. It may be more difficult to treat him as your son. If you can't, how about treating him as an older brother?"
"No! A son is a son! My brother is an admiral, can that be something ordinary people can substitute?"
Speaking of his brother, Xiaoyue was even more proud, Zhuo Mingli smiled and shook his head.
"What about others?"
The little hand grabbed his father's collar, the little guy asked.
"Just finished copying the family motto a hundred times and doing other things in the room. Why, do you think you want to see him if you haven't seen him for a while now?"
Zhuo Mingli felt helpless again.
For two children. Zhuo Mingli knows that although his child talks a lot, talks badly, and likes to stun people, but his heart is simple, he is young, and is more susceptible to infections and changes from people around him.
But Kun Cheng is different. He is fourteen years old. Although he is still a teenager, his level of thought and experience are different.
In today's society, a fourteen-year-old can support a small family. If it is placed on Kuncheng's body, his small family should not be bad.
In terms of aptitude, Kuncheng's genius, there is no limit in the future, at least if he climbs all the way, before the age of twenty, he may grow into a powerful force of the Shen family.
The education of love may be reversed by the two children.
Kuncheng may write and do it, but he doesn't put it in his true heart, and his Yueer doesn't like to write and can't do it, but he will let it go.
"Why are you punishing you to write your family motto again? I know. To love your parents and your family, I don't have to love you. Well, I won't write it today, I won't write it!"
Xiao Yue hummed to Zhuo Mingli again, but this time, Zhuo Mingli complied with his request.
"Don't write if you don't want to write."
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When the other party cooperated with him so much, Xiao Yue was still suspicious for a moment. After confirming that it was enough, he smiled and hugged Zhuo Mingli's head.
Zhuo Mingli took Xiaoyue to the room where Kuncheng was. Kuncheng had already written the family motto a hundred times, and the ability to use was restricted, so he simply started a handicraft project.
Machinery, Kun Cheng also signed up for this subject, and his learning speed is not slow. Starting from the raw materials, there are still a lot of things in Zhuo's room.
Zhuo Mingli did not restrict him to do other things, so he did it himself, and after a long absence, he started to burn the raw materials and make the things he needed.
This is also what he thought directly when he saw Xiao Yue doing it this morning.
A small figure rushed in directly, and when he saw his movements, his movements became a lot more careful.
Xiaoyue, who likes high-tech, and among those who respect him, is the production staff who make technological products, and that is the mechanic.
Kuncheng didn't study production professionally. He usually goes to dangerous areas frequently, so he doesn't actually have much time. Therefore, the things he can make are not very advanced.
He can make simple mechanical parts. Although Xiaoyue's talent in mechanics is not low, he is more interested in doing it, and he still buys it directly.
Kun Cheng saw that they were coming, and the movements on his hands did not stop, but his eyes swept towards both of them.
"What are you making?"
"It's just making raw materials."
Kun Cheng answered his question obediently. At this moment, Xiao Yue's heart was surprised again.
Today, my father's godsons are a bit different from usual.
Have all happened... a good change?
Xiao Yue was puzzled.
Kuncheng didn't do the production for too long. Zhuo Mingli came to inform the two children that it was lunch time.
In the afternoon, they have other arrangements.
Lanao District, Military District School.
Pets are not allowed in the school. However, when Shen Yuan passed by somewhere, under the transparent glass windows of the school, there were always some lonely black cats, small, staring at a certain place.
"Meow~"
When Shen Yuan stopped, the sensitive cat, sensing the presence of Shen Yuan, looked back at him and called.
Shen Yuan stopped and said apologetically:
"I didn't bring food with me here, are you hungry?"
The black cat walked towards Shen Yuan lightly step by step, his tail swaying slowly following the steps and movements.
"Meow~~"
With a long and sticky cry, the black cat spoiled at his feet unexpectedly.
When Shen Yuan bent down and wanted to pick up the black cat, he suddenly stopped.
"Are you a Doraemon?"
The black fur, the black pupils, are as big as the cats of the past.
If you see a cat of this size in a safe area. They are usually Doraemons. For a moment, Shen Yuan thought he would be back in the 21st century.
"Meow~~"
Intelligently napping Shen Yuan's hand, Shen Yuan looked around and turned over the cat's neck and limbs, and found that there was no mark on it.
"Your manufacturer and master are too sloppy, right? How can you not even give you a name? There is no address."
Shen Yuan whispered, just arrived at school, on the way to the space classroom, suddenly met a stray cat?
Shen Yuan shook his head.
It is definitely impossible for a stray cat. In this era, where can cats still be strayed? Going out is a fierce beast.
Out of pity for the little animals, Shen Yuan softened his heart, picked up the black cat, and went directly to the space professor.
Swiping the card to open the door, in the classroom, the professor is lying on the desk, tilted his head and still asleep.
"Professor, here I am."
Talking softly, the professor hasn't woke up from his dream yet, but he should have heard Shen Yuan calling him, and he responded softly. He who happened to be holding a model in his hand, subconsciously moved.
With his eyes closed and opened, Shen Yuan went directly into the mold.
"Meow?"
The cat in his arms suddenly yelled cleverly. A pair of pupils stared at everything in the space. Shen Yuan recovered and patted its head gently.
"It's okay, this is the professor's space, we will go out."
This time, because the space was randomly touched, the space was not so dark. On the contrary, the space was very gentle and beautiful.
In a dimly lit room, the lights are dull, and the feeling of this room is gentle.
It's like a classroom, but it's not like a classroom.
Shen Yuan knew for the first time that the original professor could make such a place?
"Oh, meow..."
The black cat yelled obediently and softly, Shen Yuan touched its soft fur again, and said:
"It feels like you are very smart. When you can talk, it will be even better."
For the Doraemon, Shen Yuan checked the information, and some were talking, and some set a pure cat route, only meowing.