The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Although he knew it when he called, it was only when he actually saw Keimitsu Morobushi go into the kitchen to cook that Kenji Hagiwara felt the reality of it.

I feel like Komorobushi is really being treated as a nanny. Speaking of which, she seems like a male mother. This elementary school kid is still playing games.

"Mehu, what game are you playing?" Hagiwara Kenji came over without hesitation. Before his eyes landed on the screen, he saw Meihuo Hoshimi move a little to the other side, as if resisting his approach, but he resisted doing anything rude.

The boy's hair was a little long, and the hair beside his ears hung softly on his cheeks, partially hiding the obvious vigilance revealed on his face.

It's good to be vigilant though.

The frequency of accidents for this child is too high. Perhaps his vigilance is something he has been trained to develop?

Not paying attention to Meihuo Xinghai's actions, Kenji Hagiwara smiled and moved his face closer, easily closing the distance with his skillful method.

So when Matsuda Jinpei came over and Zhufu Jingguang walked out of the kitchen and opened the door, he saw two people, one big and one small, squeezed on the small sofa that was exclusively for Xinghai Yahu, playing the online mode without looking away.

No wonder he couldn't get them to open the door in the kitchen, as the two of them were about to get into the game. But when he thought of the extremely challenging games that Xinghai Ya had stored, Zhu Fujingguang didn't think it was that surprising.

Zhu Fu Jingguang opened the door for Matsuda Jinpei. He wiped his hands on his apron, took out a new pair of slippers that had never been opened from the shoe cabinet, and told him to sit over there for a while as dinner would be served in more than ten minutes.

Jinpei Matsuda looked at Yu Junran who was huddled together with the child in the living room, and felt the veins on his forehead bulging. He nodded to signal Morifushi Keimitsu to continue with his work, and he would keep an eye on the two people.

Mainly Hagihara Kenji.

Then ten minutes later, Zhu Fujingguang was holding the fried chicken nuggets fresh out of the pan and was about to invite the three people in the living room to eat, but he was interrupted before he could open his mouth -

"Hagi! Left, left! Fight back! If you can't do it, let me do it!"

This is Jinpei Matsuda, who shares half of the handle with Kenji Hagiwara.

"Don't pull me, Zhenping! Don't go over there! Xiaoya might be cheating!"

This is Kenji Hagiwara who is trying to save the dying character but is badly designed.

“Game over.”

This is the game over sound effect.

The gray-haired boy showed a slightly proud expression, as if to say to you stupid adults, he looked no different from an ordinary child, as if the silt accumulated in the ditches had never stained him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a moment.

In fact, he rarely saw Xing Haiya or any obvious emotional changes. The most he saw was condemnation of him - of course, not a harsh blame, but just the kind of insignificant little emotion that was used to attract attention, as if she really treated him as a breeder.

At this moment, Xinghai Yahu had a look of pride that he couldn't hide, mixed with doubts about the strength of the two adults. Of course, if it was another child, he would be beaten. Xinghai Yahu was not punished now because he had just been discharged from the hospital not long ago.

And then there's his face.

Xinghaiyin turned her head and saw Scotland coming out. She directly pushed away the man who was almost on top of her, quickly restrained the emotions on her face, and within a few seconds she returned to her usual calm expression.

He stood up, put down the game controller, rolled up his sleeves, left his slippers on, and walked over in his socks to help serve the dishes.

"Don't go into the kitchen. Wear shoes if you want to." Zhu Fujing didn't even turn his head. He put down the porcelain plate with fried chicken nuggets and took off the heat-insulating gloves on his hands. "There's oil splattered on the floor. It's hard to clean if you step on it."

"We'll come and help, Xiaomei, go wash your hands." Hagiwara Kenji also stood up and patted the wrinkled corners of his clothes. He ran to find someone before he had time to go back to change his clothes. He was wearing work clothes like Matsuda.

Xing Haiya took a step back, turned around and stared at the stupid adult who had just fought with him for the sofa, and said in a flat tone: "The tableware is broken and I don't have money to buy new ones..."

He looked as if he was certain that they would break the plates.

"Why are you talking so much, kid? Go wash your hands." Matsuda Jinpei interrupted him directly, and after taking off his sunglasses to reveal his eyes, he was not so fierce. Although he had been wearing them when he first came in, Hagiwara Kenji later confiscated them temporarily on the grounds that it was impolite to wear sunglasses as a guest.

Of course, Xing Haimei was not scared by his fierce look, and even turned her back to Zhu Fu Jingguang, made a face before going to the bathroom to wash her hands. The adult who suddenly felt itchy and wanted to hit someone was left there, and was pushed by Xiao Xun Ran Hagiwara to carry the dishes.

[Although you can't find that man now, you may still want to get rid of him in a few days, but the main system actually prohibits minors from being exposed to violence and blood.] The system held the rules that it had read silently, watched Xinghaiyin squeeze a glass of mercury hand sanitizer, and quietly taught him the terms of the regulations. [So you can't use any extreme means.]

Extreme measures.

Xinghaiyin repeated it.

The scope of this extreme measure is quite wide.

A bunch of data, so many things. Xing Haiyin quickly washed off the foam on his hands. Ever since he knew that the system had so-called regulations for minors, he started to let it read out those aspects that he might be involved in.

This includes, but is not limited to, asking an adult to call the police after discovering dangerous items, and sincerely thanking the police for their help.

How could this be so outrageous?

Xing Haiyin, who had never had any contact with the police except for shooting during the organization, remained silent. He felt that although he had changed into the shell of an 11-year-old, he was actually approaching - was still approaching .

So this set of rules does not apply.

The system said it just watched him talk.

[I am now living on the underage subsidy. You have to obey it even if you don't want to!] The system, which has been going crazy with poverty, has just received the 200-point subsidy for this week. It firmly refuses to stop receiving this subsidy. [And there will be no severe punishment for occasional mistakes! After all, this is a minor subsidy!]

Simply put.

It’s a waste if you don’t accept it.

Although Xinghai Silver accepts free things, this subsidy is obviously not free.

Things that could have been solved directly before cannot be solved now. Xing Haiyin feels that he is really not good at using his brain.

He would not think deeply about many things. If something could be solved with the simplest method, he would not choose a more roundabout way. It can even be said that he hated variables beyond the plan to the point of abhorrence.

But he didn't feel particularly annoyed now.

He picked up the towel hanging beside the sink and wiped his hands, then turned and left the bathroom. There was no one in the living room, and he glanced at them, thinking that probably no one would sneak into the room on their first visit, and even if they were a black police officer, they wouldn't be so blatant.

The room where the computer was placed was still closed, and the key was hanging on it, and the angle of inclination did not change.

[Who would invade someone else's house so obviously?] The system finished reading out the densely packed rules, and the mechanical voice revealed an unignorable fatigue, [They are all in the kitchen.]

[Exchange of confidential information?] Xing Haiyin lowered his eyes and walked towards the kitchen.

[I don’t know if you noticed, but Scotland didn’t tell the police that I found the bomb.] He stopped at the kitchen door, and the door that had just been open was now closed, as if to blatantly say that there was a problem. [And the police didn’t ask for details, and even let it go lightly.]

[What's the problem?] The system thought in circles. Most of the data modules in it were loaded with service functions, and individual thinking was reduced to the bottom line.

Although this is to make the system provide better services, it also makes the system look...

The stupidity is clear and natural.

[Of course there is a problem, don’t you think so——]

Xing Haiyin pushed open the closed door.

[It's like someone warned me in advance not to ask for relevant information?]