Your Majesty's Group Pet Manual [Ancient and Modern]

The electronic fader hums.

Jiji sat on the small bench, and the barber stood behind him.

The long hair fell to the ground, and the broken hair also fell to the ground.

Rong Rong squatted beside him, looking at him.

He doesn't need to cut his hair, he just cut it a few days ago, and his hair hasn't grown yet.

Rong Rong stretched out her small hand and picked up a bunch of thorny long hair.

The barber uncle reminded him: "Little friend, your hair is dirty when it falls on the ground. You can't pick it up and play with it."

Rong Rong raised her head: "But when I cut my hair, grandpa collected my hair."

"what?"

"I used to have long hair." Rong Rong said seriously, "When my grandfather took me to cut my hair, the barber uncle said that my hair can be sold for money and made into a wig, but my grandfather said that hair is very important, so I can't. Sold it and put it away. I want to collect the prickly hair too."

"Is that so?"

Stinger hummed, it didn't matter: "Little idiot, hair will grow back, if you want to collect hair..."

Rong Rong raised her head, her eyes were shining brightly: "Just pull the hair from Jiji's head!"

"..."

Is Ting Ting so angry that he is full of question marks today?

pissed off.

The barber uncle laughed: "You can't just pull the children's hair casually."

He finally trimmed the prickly hair: "Okay, kid, the haircut you requested for 'the shortest and shortest in the whole welfare institution, shorter than a hedgehog' has been cut. Are you satisfied with it?"

Sting faced the mirror and touched his new hairstyle: "Satisfied, thank you uncle."

Rong Rong stood on tiptoe, touched Ting's head with her small hand: "Wow - Ting, you are so good."

She cut her hair super short, and the prickly "little braised egg head outline" is particularly obvious. The hair is short and tied up, which is quite easy to touch.

The barber uncle went to cut other children's hair.Thorn touched his new hairstyle, and smirked at the reflective glass on the window.

The teacher told them that when others are getting a haircut, other people should not run around, and they will be injured if they hit the barber.

So Rong Rong and Ji Ting obediently squatted on the steps and waited.

"I'll teach you how to stab, it's so cool—" Rong Rong shook her head, "wu——"

Jiji shook his head at the same frequency: "Cool!"

In the next second, the two fell together.

"Dizzy..."

It was so cool, so cool that I passed out.

Friends who haven't cut their hair are still queuing up, and they have already cut their hair and are playing in the playground.

Rong Rong squatted on the steps and looked up at the sky.

The sun is almost setting.

He stood up, deliberately loudly said to Tin Tin: "Tin Tin, Rong Rong is going for a walk!"

Thorn:? ? ?

He reacted quickly.

It's time for Furry to meet his grandpas, and Furry is going over now, so he says this on purpose for the teacher and other friends to hear.

But this is too obvious, he really is a little fool.

Jiji also stood up: "Let's go, I'll go with you."

Rong Rong whispered to him: "I don't want to be with you..."

Jiji took his hand: "I know what you want to do, I'll go with you."

"Ok."

The two of them went out for a "walk" holding hands, and then quietly walked over to the small garden.

Tinker looked back to make sure no one had noticed them—

Worried about their safety, Mr. Wen secretly observed: Am I not human?

Anyway, Tingting didn't find anyone.

He pulled Rong Rong: "Let's go."

The two cubs got into the small garden.

Rong Rong's footsteps were cheerful, about to fly, while running, she shouted: "Grandpa! Come Rong Rong..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Standing in front of the iron railing, Rong Rong looked at the unfinished brick wall, which was only a little shorter than him, feeling bad all over.

How could this be?

His and grandpa's secret base was discovered.

At this time, Yang Bizhang and Cheng Gonggong who were standing in the park next door also spotted him, and hurried forward while no one was passing by.

Rong Rong stood on tiptoe to barely see the grandpas: "Grandpa..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Yang Bianzhang touched his small face, "It should be discovered by the security yesterday, so they built the wall."

Rong Rong stomped her feet in anger, and whispered bad things about others: "Don't fence, don't fence, I want to be with grandpa, Uncle Security is a bad guy... Uncle Security is a bad guy..."

"You can't say that." Yang Bianzhang wiped away his tears with his thumb, "Your Majesty thinks, what if some bad guys crawl in from here?"

Rong Rong was confident and confident: "Grandpa hit the bad guys!"

"What if grandpa isn't here? What if other children find this place and bad guys take them away?"

Rong Rong grabbed the hem of his clothes and said sincerely: "Okay, Uncle Security is a good person, Uncle Security, I'm sorry."

"Good." Yang Bianzhang patted him on the shoulder.

Standing on tiptoe, Rong Rong looked at the two grandpas, and asked suspiciously, "Grandpa, where's Grandpa Wei?"

"Oh, Grandpa Wei..."

Before Yang Bianzhang could finish his sentence, Ji Ting tugged Rong Rong's sleeve: "Someone seems to be coming over there."

Rong Rong turned his head, and Yang Bianzhang patted him: "Okay, your Majesty, go back quickly. When His Majesty comes out to perform the day after tomorrow, you can see Grandpa."

"Yeah." Rong Rong waved his little hand at them, "Bye bye, grandpa."

As he walked out, he looked back from time to time.

Where is Grandpa Wei?He didn't even see Grandpa Wei.

On the other side of the playground, Du Zhuan from Taoyuan Ancient Town and two staff members were handing over to the teacher.

"This is the costume that the children will wear in the performance the day after tomorrow. It has been dry-cleaned and disinfected."

The children stood beside them, raised their heads curiously, and looked at the tall bearded grandfather who was beside Du Jihua, who was carrying two big boxes.

"Wow, grandpa, you are so tall."

"Grandpa, your strength is so great, are you a Hercules?"

The bearded grandpa gave them a firm look: "That's right, I'm a Hercules."

At this time, Rongrong and Jiji held hands and ran back panting.

Hearing the familiar sound of footsteps and breathing, Wei Hirano immediately poked his head out from behind the box.

Hey, Your Majesty!Grandpa is here!

"Grandpa's Self-cultivation"