Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

Qin Yue watched Zhuoyang leave so casually and couldn't help but twitching her lips slightly. He had no grace at all!

Helplessly, she could only sit in the courtyard.

The wind blew through the willow branches, making a rustling sound.

Qin Yue’s thoughts went back to when she was six years old, when her parents were still alive.

In this courtyard, they played hide-and-seek with me, accompanied me...

As she thought about it, Qin Yue's tears began to roll down the corners of her eyes.

Mingkong, who was in the dark, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

The girl in the yard is his daughter.

Thinking about how his once perfect home had been shattered because of that housekeeper, his resentment grew rapidly.

……

Qin Yue's thoughts came back to her mind, and she began to walk around the yard.

She didn't know what happened in between, she only vaguely remembered that her parents went out and never came back.

She was inexplicably sent to the school gate and adopted by the old headmaster. Later, she heard that the house was haunted.

Later, no one lived in the house until Zhuoyang moved in. She thought that Zhuoyang was the person who killed her parents, or their descendant.

She has been investigating who the house belongs to, but to no avail.

……

After checking the time, Qin Yue walked towards Xiao Ganyu's room.

Little Ganyu was still immersed in a sweet dream. She hugged the soft quilt tightly with a satisfied smile on her lips, as if she was having a wonderful dream.

I don’t know what I ate in my dream, but my pillow was covered with wet saliva.

"Ganyu, wake up!" Qin Yue pushed the sleeping little Ganyu and shouted.

"Hmm..." Little Ganyu opened his eyes a little, not knowing whether he saw anyone or not. He agreed and then closed his eyes again.

Qin Yue couldn't help but smile, and pinched Xiao Ganyu's two noses in a naughty way.

However, this obviously had no effect on Ganyu, she just opened her mouth and gurgled.

Qin Yue was silent, frowning and wondering if there was any other way besides forcibly waking him up.

Suddenly, Xiao Ganyu's eyes lit up, and he whispered in Xiao Ganyu's ear:

"Ganyu, if you don't eat this pure heart, then I will!"

"Eat, I eat!" Little Ganyu immediately opened his eyes and answered anxiously.

It seems that if you are a second late, the delicious Qingxin will be eaten by others.

"Stop eating, little greedy cat, it's time to go to class!" Qin Yue smiled and shook her head, touching little Ganyu's head.

(Cat: My reputation has been damaged...)

Little Ganyu blinked and said pitifully, "Sir, can I take half a day off?"

"Why? Are you sick?" Qin Yue looked at Xiao Ganyu in confusion, reached out and touched her forehead, and asked.

"Yeah, I'm sick!" Little Ganyu nodded immediately and said happily.

Qin Yue was obviously good at dealing with children, and she directly suggested: "Then go see a doctor and take very bitter medicine."

"I... I'd better go to school!" Little Ganyu shook her head. Among the tastes of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, she could not eat the bitter food at all!

"Then get up quickly, otherwise you will have to stand in class if you are late." Qin Yue smiled and urged.

When Ganyu, who was quite socially anxious, thought of that scene, he quickly got up from the bed.

……

When the sound of the hammer hitting the hoe rang, Qin Yue just happened to run into the school with little Gan Yu.

"Huh... Fortunately, I was almost late." Qin Yue patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"My...my shoes..." Little Ganyu looked at Qinyue and pointed at her bare foot with tears in her eyes.

"Oh, sorry!" Qin Yue scratched her head with a slightly red face. She was just concerned about not being late, so she dragged Xiao Ganyu and ran away.

"How about I take you to the classroom first, and then I'll look for it for you on the road?" Qin Yue looked at Xiao Ganyu and asked.

"Yeah." Xiao Ganyu nodded and hopped on one leg to the classroom.

The teacher saw this and thought something had happened, so he asked, "Student, what's wrong with you?"

"I...my shoes fell off." Little Ganyu said, his ears turning red.

"Okay, sit down first. I'll find you a pair after class." The teacher comforted her and helped little Ganyu to her seat.

……

Qin Yue arrived at the school gate and was about to go out, and saw a man in white standing at the door. His figure looked very much like the Dahe Sword Immortal that day.

"Qinyue, here!" Zhuoyang held a small shoe and smiled at Qinyue.

Qin Yue lifted her hair and said a little embarrassedly: "I...I went out late, so I didn't pay attention!"

"It's okay, just give her the shoes. This can be considered as a lesson for her and let her stay in bed!" Zhuoyang shook his head and said with a happy look on his face.

"Uh, okay!" Qin Yue took the shoes and looked at Zhuoyang, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

"It's okay, I'm leaving first. I'll come to pick up Xiao Ganyu in the afternoon!" Zhuoyang said with a smile, then turned and left.

"What are you looking at? Everyone has left!" The headmaster came over and teased.

"Principal, could you please stop talking nonsense? There's nothing between me and him!" Qin Yue's face turned red, and she seemed very angry.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's nothing. Then why did you bring that little girl to school?" The headmaster seemed to enjoy teasing Qin Yue and teased with a smile.

Qin Yue didn't say anything else, but ran away blushing.

……

Zhuoyang walked and walked until he came to the tea stall again. He seemed to know why Zhongli always went to the tea stall, because Liyue was really too boring.

"It is said that on this day, the Rock King Emperor and the Demon God had a fierce battle on the top of Tianheng Mountain. The Emperor was holding a golden spear, shining brightly, like a god descending from heaven; while the Demon God exuded an evil aura and held a dark evil sword in his hand, trying to kill the Emperor with his sword.

The Emperor and the Devil stood face to face, with howling winds and flying sand and rocks all around. The Devil took the lead and jumped up, waving the magic sword in his hand, and a black sword energy rushed straight towards the Emperor.

……

Finally, the Emperor kicked out the golden spear with his foot, and the spear instantly shot out like an arrow, killing the demon god instantly! "

Zhuoyang finished listening to another story, and another demon fell at the hands of Morax.

According to incomplete statistics, according to storytellers, Morax kills at least ten demons every day.

Zhuoyang thought about it and suddenly came up with an interesting idea. Could he also make up a story?

Since you don’t have your own story, why not just write one?

……

"Ahem, wait a minute!" Zhuoyang saw the storyteller was about to leave, so he hurriedly followed him.

"Oh, who are you and what do you want from me?" The storyteller looked at Zhuoyang and asked in confusion.

"Ahem, I hear you talking about Emperor Rock King every day, are there any other stories?" Zhuoyang coughed twice and asked.

"Hey, of course there is. But the General Affairs Department requires that there must be positive energy! So, Lord Emperor will naturally have to appear more often." The storyteller shook his head and explained.

He thought Zhuoyang was tired of listening and was worried about losing customers, so he explained quickly.

"Uh... Is there any story about the white-robed swordsman who fought against the devil at the port last time? I admire him very much!"

The corners of Zhuoyang's mouth twitched slightly, and then he asked like a fanatical fan.

"He... is far inferior to the Emperor. It takes so many moves to beat a demon, and his names are so fancy!" The storyteller shook his head and complained with disdain.