Little Bosses and Little Monsters

Hearing the sound, the screen that came out of the room poked its head out from behind the back as thick as a wall of nine infants, and looked in surprise at Fa Xiao who was pretending to be dead on the ground: "Armadillo? Why are you here?"

The armadillo played the role of "dead beast" dutifully, without gnawing, in fact he was too scared to speak.

Ping Peng patted Jiuying, motioning him to go back to the house first.

"Armadillo, get up, that's my friend, it's okay."

The armadillo stood up holding the hand of the screen, with a pale face: "You you you..."

The screen patted the armadillo's back for a smooth ride.

Compared with Pingpong's dull nature, the armadillo's intuition for natural enemies is much keener. He swallowed, and looked at Pingpong in disbelief: "Your friend...is he a vegetarian?"

Apart from this conclusion, he couldn't come up with any other reason for a Jiuying and a Pingpeng to become friends smoothly.

Look, head, only, the distinction between these quantifiers is full of bitterness.

Ping Peng didn't know why and replied casually: "Eat meat, you can eat a sheep for a meal."

Armadillo: "..."

He quickly calculated the original volume of a sheep and the Pingpong in his mind, and thus obtained that the Pingpong was only about the size of Jiuying's meal.

With the consistent way of thinking of creatures at the bottom of the food chain, he really wondered if his old friend was raised in captivity as a food reserve.But after glancing at the smile on Ping Peng's face, the armadillo didn't say that.

What happened afterwards was also very simple. When the armadillo asked for help, Ping Peng naturally went to ask Jiuying, but Jiuying's skills were not focused on finding people, and it was difficult to find a strange beast in a human city. What's more, let's find someone, so Jiuying thought of Shu Jing, to be precise, the dog-nosed guy next to him.

"That's right." Shu Jing probably understood the situation, but—"Mr. Armadillo, I understand your feelings, but it's been a week since the mind-digger incident, and your adopted son..."

"God Bless, Qiu Tianyou, my alias in the human world is Qiu Yu, Yu of Dayu."

God bless... Looking at the name, you can also see how Armadillo cherishes his adopted son.

"Well, according to what you said, God Bless has been missing for almost two weeks. Mr. Armadillo, I have to remind you that the situation is not very good no matter how you look at it."

If Qiu Tianyou was really so unlucky to meet the Mind Digger, then he must be hopeless by now, or his condition is not that bad, he is very safe, but for a half-sized and precocious child, two weeks is enough for him From one city to another, and although Tianwang has a dog's nose like a fighting nose, it is very impossible to find someone in a city with a population of one million, let alone across provinces and cities.

Armadillo's expression clearly said that he had already thought of all this. His eyes hidden behind the thick glasses may have been full of despair, but he didn't want to show it at the moment, because he knew that if he gave up If not, no one can help him.

Shu Jing looked at the stubborn and stubborn expression of this weak-natured monster, and swallowed his sigh: "I understand, please prepare some God-blessing things."

Armadillo stood up excitedly: "Thank you, Mr. Shu, thank you so much!"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, this matter..."

——He could only do his best, Shu Jing couldn't make any promises to Armadillo, and he didn't dare to make him expect more.

Armadillo smiled in relief: "I understand, no matter what the result is, I will thank you. If, if Tianyou can't find it, then it probably means that we don't have a father."

When the armadillo left "There is a Story", the sun had just set and the sky was slightly dark. The armadillo stood at the entrance of Yulin Alley blankly, looking at the empty sky, and felt that his eyes were a little more comfortable, and some liquid moistened him. The eyeballs that had been stinging all the time flowed into the throat again, with a bitter taste.The bright light during the day can improve vision for others, but it is a torment for him. Only at night can he see things freely. When the night falls completely, he does not need to wear that pair of "beer bottle caps", but His timid nature is too ingrained to even think about changing his appearance a little, so Armadillo just pushes the frame on the bridge of his nose, and then joins the crowd, playing his most skilled transparent role.

He lived far away from Shu Jing's bookstore and lost his job. Armadillo, who was not well-to-do, took three buses and returned to his home after an hour and a half.

Most of the community is demolition households, the property management is loose, and the security guards at the gate play cards in the air-conditioned room all the year round. The sidewalk in the garden downstairs with no sense of design is occupied by debris and randomly parked vehicles. Most of the width is occupied by armadillos. Carrying his briefcase with balloons on its straps, hunched over, he walked through several old sofas that had been discarded for almost a month and walked into the apartment building. He lived on the thirteenth floor, and in the elevator I met the mother-in-law and grandson from the house downstairs. It looks like the four- or five-year-old grandson is like a perpetual motion machine. Every time I see him, he jumps up and down or shakes left and right. He just can’t stop anyway. The grandmother’s attitude is magically mixed. Complacent and irritable, her impatient tone when she tells her grandson not to move can always give off a disguised boast, every time the armadillo will sensibly praise the child's "witness" and "smartness", So the old lady seemed to be in a good mood every time she saw him.

"I'm home?"

She doesn't even know Armadillo's name, and her understanding of him is only at the level of living upstairs in her own house, but she can still greet him in a very familiar tone, as if she didn't call Armadillo by his name entirely because of them It's not necessary anymore.

The armadillo was not in the mood to respond and just nodded.

Every time the grandson saw the armadillo, he showed great interest in his eyes. He put his hands in a circle in front of his eyes again, making cross-eyed faces, and the old lady patted His hand: "Don't hide."

She turned her head and said to the armadillo: "Oh, this kid is just too naughty. He likes to imitate this and imitate that. You said that you should focus on the real business, so I can save my worry a thousand times."

In the past, when Tianyou encountered such a thing together, he would just keep a cold face and keep quiet, to prevent the child from playing tricks on the armadillo.Once they met downstairs, the child seemed to be imitating a cannonball, and when he saw the armadillo, he rushed towards him with his head on his head. The armadillo thought that it would not cause any serious problems if he bumped it, so he might as well bear it so as not to be reluctant. Unexpectedly, Tianyou blocked the armadillo with a vigorous step. The child rushed forward with his head covered and didn't know who he hit in the end. While chatting, she looked at her grandson. At this time, she saw her grandson knocking someone else's child down, and then her face changed drastically, and she rushed up, picked up her grandson, and disappeared in no time.

The armadillo didn't care about the mother-in-law and grandson, and was so frightened that he quickly squatted down to check on Qiu Tianyou. Unexpectedly, after the two disappeared, Tianyou immediately returned to his normal state, stood up and patted his clothes, and then left.

"Are you alright?"

"What can I do, I can pick up that little boy with one hand. Just watch, he won't dare to bump into you again next time."

Qiu Tianyou may be because he didn't keep up with his nutrition in the orphanage before. In the past two years, he has started to grow up. I can't remember that little chubby boy, but he was right. Although the little brat was still restless, he threw himself on them without seeing each other again.

The armadillo stagnated in his own memory, walking slowly, going around, thinking for a while that Tianyou is so smart, obedient and cute, and for a while thinking about where my precious son is now, whether he has enough money to spend, and whether he is full.

The elevator stopped on the 12th floor. The old lady was a bit worried about being ignored, but when she got out of the elevator and glanced at it, oh my god, this person looked like she was about to cry, so she cursed the psychopath secretly while leading her grandson to stay away from the neuropathy.

"The whole family is crazy, don't play with them in the future."

The armadillo actually heard it, but didn't react.Soon the elevator stopped on the 13th floor, and he was about to move towards the door of the house with heavy steps.

There were still many small advertisements stuffed in the gaps of the anti-theft door, and a white envelope was abruptly mixed in between the fluffy pieces of pink paper.

Holding the key, the armadillo, who was standing still in front of the door, looked at the uninvited guest, his hands trembling violently.