The world is broken, the cubs mend it

"Do you have a name?"

Qi Siyue combed the child's hair smoothly and let her hold his fingers and go downstairs.

During the entire day together, he didn't even ask the child's name.

"My name is Yuanyuan..."

Yuanyuan remembered her name very clearly. She slipped on slippers that were several times bigger than hers and skipped down the stairs.

"Last name?"

Qi Siyue was thinking about her family. There were dangers everywhere outside and she was afraid that if her child was lost, she would not be able to go out to look for him.

"What's your last name?" Yuanyuan looked up at his deep eyes and seemed to have thought of something. She said, "Lu Yuanyuan..."

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007, who had become accustomed to lying dead in every world, sat up in shock from his dying illness.

"Did I not operate it for too long and it broke down?"

Lu Yuanyuan's words scared it so much that its brain almost crashed.

He paid close attention to her next words. When he saw that she didn't say anything else, he breathed a sigh of relief and dared not lie there dead any longer.

Its mechanical eyes will never miss any details.

"Is your family's surname Lu?"

Qi Siyue knew that it was impossible for a child to grow up to this size out of thin air, and he must have been raised by someone before.

"You are my family..."

Yuanyuan stared at him and spoke seriously. As for other things, she really had no recollection of them at all.

"..."

Qi Siyue did not continue to ask, it seemed that she herself was too confused to explain clearly.

In this situation, even if I ask, there is no way to help her find her family. I will wait until everything is settled before asking again.

After dinner, the child played alone in the living room. The villa covers a large area.

Although the surrounding iron walls are high, sunlight can still shine in.

The little guy's long clothes almost reached the ground, making it very inconvenient for him to walk.

Qi Siyue couldn't take her down the mountain to buy clothes, and her appearance was not suitable for appearing in the public eye.

There were a few pieces of cloth stored in the warehouse, which I picked up when I was purchasing.

He found some videos on making clothes on the Internet and studied them carefully step by step.

I tore off a piece of pure cotton fabric to make underwear for the child, which is relatively easy to do.

There is a fully automatic sewing machine in the nanny's room in the villa, which is used to make samples and then piece together and sew the cut fabrics.

The inexperienced Qi Si had difficulty with the sewing step. He was not familiar with the use of the sewing machine and almost got his fingers sewn together with the fabric.

Looking at the underwear that had been sewn into a rag in front of him, he collapsed in his seat, seemingly losing all his strength.

Yuanyuan was tired of watching cartoons and stood at the door looking at her collapsed old father.

The empty hem of her dress fluttered with her steps. The short sleeves were enough to cover her arms, and sometimes she would swing her arms after every two steps.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

“Making clothes…”

Qi Siyue raised his hand and gently rubbed his temple, took a deep breath and tried to regroup himself.

It was something new that Yuanyuan had never heard of. She dragged her heavy slippers and followed her father, making a clattering sound, to see what he was going to do.

Seeing that the child had difficulty walking, Qi Siyue picked him up from the ground and took him to the living room.

The material was ruined and everything had to start over. The little guy stood on a chair next to the long table, supporting himself with his hands on the table, watching him cut curiously.

The cloth that was once insignificant becomes particularly precious under such circumstances.

Qi Siyue cut the silk carefully to avoid wasting any part.

From proofing to cutting, he was extremely skilled, as if he had learned it before, except for this sewing machine which was a bit difficult to use.