Coming to the Zerg: I ​​started as a useless male Zerg

Zhu Yan continued eating potato chips and nodded as if he understood.

Forget it, just go out.

As long as my wife is with me, it’s fine.

On that day, Lan Ci packed up the two little ones at home and sent them to the elders overnight.

The elders sat on the sofa in silence.

Looking at Rand in front of him, who was a little shy but still greeted them and introduced himself obediently, and Lanzhi who was crying and wailing because she was forced to leave her father.

There is a clear contrast between the two, one is well-behaved and the other is lively.

The elders looked at each other tacitly, staring at each other, then sighed helplessly with their hands on their foreheads, their movements were surprisingly consistent.

Oh my god, this feels eerily familiar.

Rand is okay, he is as well-behaved and sensible as Lan Ci.

The problem is this orchid branch...

Not only does she look like Lan Qing, but her temperament is also similar to Lan Qing's. Moreover, Lan Zhi is a military female...

No matter how naughty Lan Qing, that troublemaker, is, he is at least a sub-female, which makes him a little more "refined".

Well, it's not that elegant.

But from listening to the loud crying, you can tell that this little guy's mischievousness and naughtiness have probably only increased compared to the previous Lan Qing.

"Speaking of which, when I met Lan Ci and Lan Qing back then, they also behaved like this, right?"

After this reminder, everyone took a closer look.

"Now that you put it that way, it's true."

"Ah, back then..."

"Lan Ci was also so well-behaved at that time, but Lan Qing was not like that. She cried so hard that her whole body burst into tears."

“It’s really the same.”

An elder reached out and touched Lanzhi, who was crying. "Okay, stop crying, little one. I'll play with you, okay?"

Lanzhi cried even louder.

"..."

This guy really doesn't give any face at all.

"Not quite the same." Elder Xin opened the box that Lan Ci had brought along. "Lan Ci and the others were at least weaned when they came, but Lan Zhi wasn't. Look, the milk and formula are all here."

"This time, they also sent over a baby who's still breastfeeding."

Rand saw that although the elders were chatting happily with each other, no one came to hug him and his brother to express their welcome.

So he mustered up the courage to step forward, reached out and randomly grabbed the corner of an elder's clothes, raised his head and spoke with grievance.

"Did Rand and his brother do something wrong?"

"Why do you seem to dislike us..."

The elder, whose clothes were grabbed, was stunned. His brain was stuck for a moment, and he subconsciously hugged Rand in his arms.

It wasn't until the tears fell on his hands that he reacted: "Oh, Rand, don't cry, I don't hate you..."

For a while, the elders were in a panic...

Who just said it looked like that?

How is this similar?

Nothing like it!

Look at this little guy, looking aggrieved and crying. He is clearly cut from the same cloth as Xiaoyan.

For Zhu Yan, going out to play is fine.

But as long as you know that you go out to do serious work.

Zhu Yan would be extremely unwilling in his heart, not only would he be in a trance, but his entire being would also be in a very bad state.

It's a bit like the saying: "I just want to sleep and enjoy myself, not work hard."

Get up reluctantly.

After washing up, change into the clothes you will wear today.

Lan Ci started to take care of Zhu Yan's long hair again.

The silver hair, like a waterfall, sparkled with cold light in the sun. Lan Ci liked Zhu Yan's snow-long hair very much.

When I first saw it, my hair was not only frizzy, but also had many split ends of varying sizes.

Then, over the years, with Lan Ci's careful care, every strand of hair is now full of luster.

The strands of hair gathered together are as soft and beautiful as the finest silk.

This is the best reward for Lan Ci's hard work.

Picking up a small strand from the front and dividing it into three strands, Lan Ci braided it slowly and patiently.

Zhu Yan leaned listlessly on the chair, his head nodding as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

In fact, he did fall asleep.