This dragon cub is touching porcelain again

After Long Yi dropped the sentence "You don't have a registered permanent residence", he didn't care what the son's reaction was, and flew out of the Dragon Palace directly, and went back to find his baby boy.

The dragon cub standing at the exit of the secret realm was stunned for a moment before digesting his father's words.

"Dad!!!"

The dragon cub tugged at the closed door of the secret realm, and shouted anxiously to the outside: "Give me a registered residence!"

He doesn't want to be a black household dragon.

"..."

No one came back.

The dragon cub tentatively asked, "Father? Are you still here?"

Still no response.

The dragon cub's face darkened in an instant, and he clenched his fists and slammed the door hard.

Bad dad! ! !

Why did his father find such an unreliable bad father for him?

He beat his son at every turn and didn't say anything, and he didn't register his son's household registration.

The depressed dragon cub didn't wait for his father to come back in the end, so he could only continue to practice in the secret realm with evil spirit all over his body.

He decided, the first thing after he leaves the secret realm, is to take all his father's private money!

Inside the secret realm, the dragon cub dragged his injured body and still gritted his teeth.

Outside the secret, in the dilapidated factory.

Ye Lan unpacked the cardboard box, looking out of the window from time to time.

The cub picked up by him was lying on his lap, looking up at him, with a pair of wet round eyes as clean as a newborn fawn.

"father!"

Ye Lan said helplessly, "I'm not a father."

The cub was about to cry: "Daddy."

Ye Lan listened to the tone of the brewing cry, and hurriedly nodded: "Okay, it's Dad."

The cub tugged at his clothes, and said softly, "Hungry."

"Hungry again?"

Ye Lan heard this and got up to get him a bottle.

The cub was checked by brother Yuyu, and he said it was a little glutton, but there was something wrong with his body, so now he can only look like a human cub.

Gluttonous, you can tell how edible it is just by hearing the name.

Fortunately, brother Yuyu's junk factory is running well, and the income he makes is quite rich. Otherwise, these cubs will have to go out to pick up junk every day if they feed and live.

Bring the milk bottle and stuff it into the hand of the gluttonous cub.

Ye Lan looked down at him drinking milk powder hard, and couldn't help poking his little face.

"Where did you come from? Brother Yuyu said that the big glutton has long since fallen."

Without the big Taotie, who would have given birth to this gluttonous cub?

The cub gulped down the powdered milk, looking at him with moist round eyes like black grapes.

After the big bottle of milk powder was finished, Ye Lan put the cub down and let him crawl on the ground to play with the other cubs.

It may be a matter of racial suppression. The other cubs were a little scared when they saw the gluttonous cubs.

After being busy for a long time, Song Yu took Ye Lan back in the evening.

"Ye Ye, let me take you to the night market. You can't stay here during the winter vacation."

The cubs who clinged to Ye Lan last night also sensiblely asked Ye Lan to go shopping.

But the gluttonous cub was not happy.

"dad."

The Taotie cub sat on his instep, with two small arms tightly hugging his calf: "Hug!"

Song Yu looked at the little glutton entangled Ye Lan, squatted down, and looked at him.

"Little Taotie, you have to be good. Ye Ye is not your father..."

"father!"

Cub Taotie is very firm, he smells the fragrance, this is his father.

Ye Lan had no choice but to hug him up.

Seeing this, Song Yu suggested, "Then Yeye, do you want to go shopping with him? It will be a little tired."

Ye Lan wanted to go to the night market, mainly because he wanted to see if the dilapidated factory could set up a street stall at night after the day's work was over.

"I'm not afraid of being tired."

He stuffed the cub into his jacket, which was warmer: "Brother Yuyu, he's not heavy."

"Okay, let's go back, if you are tired of holding him, give it to me."

Ye Lan nodded.

Ling Jing came to pick him up from outside the dilapidated factory. Knowing that Ye Lan was holding a gluttonous cub in his arms, he raised his eyebrows: "Yuyu, haven't most of the beasts who didn't return to the mountain perish? Where are their descendants?"

Song Yu wrinkled her small face: "I don't know, I've never picked up a cub of a divine beast, but this one Ye Ye picked up is the first time I've seen it."

"When my brother comes back, I'll ask him. He and Qin Yan may know the reason."

During the chat, the gluttonous cub fell asleep in Ye Lan's arms again.

Ye Lan tilted her head and looked at Song Yu: "Brother Yuyu, this cub will go to sleep after eating today, and when he wakes up, he will say he is hungry and wants to continue eating."

"Is there anything wrong with his body?"

Because I don't have much time to eat or sleep.

Although Song Yu was not as good as his brother, he was still able to check the cub's body.

"There's nothing wrong with him, but he's too weak. That's why he eats and sleeps. He eats and sleeps. This is self-cultivating his body. During this period of time, he has been well nourished. It is estimated that he will return to his original body after a while."

Ye Lan gave a heavy "um", indicating that she knew.

He has never seen the body of the Taotie cub.

Soon, we arrived at the night market.

The cub was still sound asleep, if Ye Lan carried him down, he was afraid that the loud human voice would wake him up immediately.

But without getting out of the car, there is no way to go shopping.

"Ye Ye."

Ling Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, opened the car door: "Give me the cub, you can go play with Yuyu."

When Ling Jing was making movies, he took over the role of father, so he was quite good at taking care of the cubs.

He picked up the little Taotie and asked Ye Lan and Song Yu to get out of the car to play.

"It's rare to come here, let's have fun with Yuyu."

Ling Jing said, and handed the wallet to Song Yu: "Yuyu, take this with you."

Song Yu is not very used to paying with mobile phones, and always brings money with him when he goes out, so Ling Jing has always kept cash in his wallet and saved it for him to spend.

"I have money!"

Song Yu patted his pocket and said inflatedly, "The junk factory made another fortune yesterday, I'm very rich!"

With a smile in his eyes, Ling Jing rubbed his little head: "Okay, you have money. Then take Ye Ye for a stroll."

Song Yu held Ye Lan's hand, carrying the newly earned money from the run-down factory, and started marching into the night market with the attitude of a small local tyrant.

The night market is very lively.

This place is not a luxury area, and there are many things in it that are affordable.

Song Yu usually likes to come here, whether it is to buy snacks or other things, it is very cost-effective here.

"Ye Ye, tell me what you see."

Song Yu led him, watching and walking in the crowded night market.

"Spike potatoes, six yuan a piece."

Ye Lan looked at the price written on the food stall, and then at the potatoes made by the stall owner.

He frowned, calculating the cost in his mind.

To make a serving, the potatoes cost at most one yuan, the sauce one piece, and the fire was turned on once, but the time was short, less than one yuan, and the box and stick were less than fifty cents.

Calculated, the cost of about three yuan is too much.

It takes a few minutes to make a copy, and the profit is 3 yuan...

Immediately afterwards, Ye Lan went to see the Budaimo, the roadside Malatang, Roujiamo, and Chuan Chuan Xiang.

"Brother Yuyu."

Ye Lan tugged at his arm and shook it.

"Do you want to eat?"

Song Yu saw him keep going to the food stall, thought he wanted to eat, took out his wallet and planned to buy it.

But Ye Lan pressed his wallet and asked, "Brother Yuyu, I want to ask you to set up a street stall here, can you come here directly?"

If so, then he can set up a street stall here every night.

Song Yu shook her head: "I asked, you need to pay for setting up a street stall here."

"You can set up the stall after paying the money. Yeye, do you want to set up a street stall here?"

"Correct."

Ye Lan said seriously: "I can make those snacks, the cost is not high, and the profit is still very good. And there are a lot of people here."

If the street stall can be set up, it will definitely make a lot of money.

"That would be tiring."

Song Yu said: "You still have to work in the dilapidated factory during the day, and come here to set up a street stall at night, it's too hard."

He picked Ye Lan over because he wanted Ye Lan to live better.

"Brother Yuyu, I'm not working hard."

After seeing those cubs that were thrown away, Ye Lan's desire to make money became stronger.

He needs a lot of money.In the past, his goal was to go to school smoothly, go to college, find a job, and live a stable life, but now, he also wants to save many little monster cubs.

As a little monster who was once lost, Ye Lan understands the feeling of being lost better than anyone else.

"Brother Yuyu, I can pay, can you take me to pay?"

Song Yu looked at the anticipation in his eyes, and felt inexplicably sour.

Ye Ye... is really the hardest and toughest little monster he has ever seen.

"I asked Ling Jing to find someone, and I'll let you know when it's done."

"Well! Thank you brother Yuyu."

Now that it was decided to set up a street stall to sell food, Song Yu directly made the decision and bought everything from the food stall.

"Ye Ye, try what they make, so that you can be more confident if you do it yourself."

Ye Lan did not refuse.

The two of them ate a lot of snacks, and their bellies were full.

"Let's go, let's digest."

The place to digest food is the street that sells clothes.To be prepared, it is a street stall selling clothes.

The clothes on the street stalls are cheap, but the quality is not very good.

Song Yu whispered to him, "These street stalls are not as cheap as Ling Jing's."

"Besides, the clothes Ling Jing bought are made of very good fabrics and are very comfortable to wear."

Ye Lan was wearing the "street stall" goods sent by Ling Jing, and he nodded sympathetically.

"Brother Ling Jing is the best at buying clothes." He boasted, "Cheap and comfortable, much better than the clothes I bought from street stalls."

Song Yu rolled his eyes: "Then let Ling Jing buy it for you in the future!"

The two of them finished shopping at the street stalls, and when they came back, their stomachs were still full.

The cub Ling Jing was holding had just woken up and looked very listless.

"Ye Ye, you are back."

Seeing them come back, Ling Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "He has been clamoring for Dad."

Ye Lan heard the words and hurriedly picked up the cub.

The eyes of the lethargic cub lit up instantly when he saw him.

"dad."

The cub stretched out his small arms to hug him, and the little milk's voice was full of grievances: "Dad, Diudiu!"

"Dad didn't lose it."

Ye Lan coaxed: "I'm just going shopping."

On the way back.

Song Yu, who was full of food, turned into a small dumpling and poked Ye Lan.

"Do you want to exercise? It will help you digest food faster."

Ye Lan was stunned: "How to exercise?"

"You put the cub down and I'll teach you how to dance!"

Ye Lan: "..."

Ye Lan hesitated for a while, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

After a while, Ye Lan, who could not resist Song Yu's invitation, put the cub away, and followed Song Yu to change back to the original body.

Two fluffy little balls, you look at me, I look at you.

"Are you ready?"

"All right."

"start!"

With a sound of start, Ling Jing in front silently turned on the camera, and the camera silently aimed at the two dumplings behind.

"Shake your head!"

"The claws are raised the highest!"

"Hey! Another split!"

Song Yu worked hard to teach Ye Lan to dance his favorite dance, spinning and jumping with his small body without stopping.

Ye Lan is not good at studying, but she is quite fast at learning Song Yu's dance.

After dancing once, he learned in style.

"Ling Jing!"

Song Yu patted the back of Ling Jing's chair and asked softly, "Can you play some music for us?"

Ling Jing suppressed a smile: "Yes."

Every time his own little group dances, he can hold back his laughter enough.

Now, Xiaotuanzi has a pair.

The two fluffy little tuanzi practiced the splits seriously by kicking their claws and shaking their heads, and now they had to add music.

He couldn't bear it any longer.

Calling out Song Yu's most frequently used music accompaniment, Ling Jing laughed outright, taking advantage of the music to hide it.

Ye Lan's small ears perked up, he caught the laughter, and his expression suddenly became confused.

"Brother Ling Jing, are you laughing at us?"

Ling Jing: "..."

This little dumpling has pretty good ears.

"No."

He cleared his throat, suppressed his smile, and lied calmly: "You heard wrong."