Quick Transmigration: Cub, don’t be afraid, Dad is here

The first time Yunfei and Wu Zhe met, both of them had a subtle feeling.

Yunfei: The manga hero came out of the book?
Wu Zhe: A person whose past and future cannot be divined by witchcraft.

But the blood told him that this person was harmless.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhe took off the politeness on his head, bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry about your father's matter, this is my negligence as the lord of the country."

This matter is indeed his responsibility, he will not shirk it, and when he apologizes instead, he will not lose face.

After all, it was a life, and it was a soldier of his Federation defending his homeland.

To be honest, whether it is the Federation or elsewhere, this situation is inevitable,
If it wasn't for Yunfei being outstanding enough to come into the eyes of their high-level people, who would have noticed that someone at the bottom level had been wronged and died.

This is a soldier stationed outside, what happened, no one really knows.

Yunfei naturally understands this truth, as long as the executioner is dead, if he insists on continuing to pursue the protective umbrella behind the executioner, and even wants to uproot him, it would be too ignorant.

He also bowed back and said: "My lord, you are serious. The Federation is so big, how can you pay attention to everyone, the political affairs are already heavy enough."

The two parties intended to befriend each other, and father Xia was not mentioned in the following conversation. The two talked and laughed about the sanatorium.

Especially the vegetable field, even if he was as noble as Wu Zhe, he couldn't help being excited.

After learning for a while that these were all for food, his heart bleeds, but he still pretended to be calm...

Not to mention how uncomfortable it was, her face turned pink.

…………

Time is fleeting.

Five years passed in a flash.

Today's Yunfei needs to attend a party to receive the award of the Federation's No. [-] Therapist.

This is recognized by the people, and even Lai Xizi of the empire is not as good as one-tenth of him.

Xia Qingzhu, who was wearing a bow tie shirt, was helping him organize his speech at the desk, while Yun Fei, who was lying on the bed, had no intention of getting up at all.

Since he taught a group of students, the number of people going to the nursing home has become less and less.

Staying at home all day, watching live broadcasts, playing games, watching movies, reading novels...

In short, it is very hateful.

Why do you say hate?

Because there are four people in the family, only he can sleep until noon, and the others get up at seven in the morning and rush to school.

Even at noon, Xia Qingzhu had to bring food back from the school for him to eat.

Ever since plants became popular, Yunfei has not kept any secrets, and has published a lot of recipes.

Occasionally, when Xia Qingzhu didn't have time to come back, Xia Wu or Xia Qin would bring him food.

Because he has been so bad that he doesn't cook anymore, and he is no longer the healer who used to eat fine food.

"Father, wake up and have breakfast!"

Yunfei, who played games until midnight, didn't want to move.

Who stays up late and has breakfast?Do not eat do not eat!
However, Xia Qingzhu didn't allow him to do this, "Hurry up and go to bed after breakfast, don't you plan to have a stomach?"

The person under the blanket muttered something.

"What did you say?"

"Isn't there an artificial stomach..."

These words almost killed Xia Qingzhu, she tore off the quilt and opened the curtains.

"If you can't bear it anymore, I will run away from home with my uncles and aunts, and let you live by yourself, no one cares about you!"

Seeing that his father had already sat up with the head of the chicken nest on his head, he resigned himself to help with clothes and breakfast.

Thanks to his mother's early death, otherwise it would be like having an extra child.

He is 13 years old this year, and the rebellious period has not yet come, but he feels that his father's rebellious period is quite long.

Seeing the person who finished washing and went directly to open the refrigerator, Xia Qingzhu gritted her teeth and asked, "Dad, what do you want to do?"

"I'm thirsty, take a bottle of juice."

"Drinking ice in the morning, do you really want to lose your stomach? I made soy milk for you, drink it quickly and go back to sleep."

Yunfei clicked his lips and compromised, "Okay, alas... who made your father me a son slave."

"Yes, yes, you are a slave who stretches out your hands when you wear clothes and opens your mouth when you eat, but I have wronged you so much.

Then do you need me, son, to help you type the game level later? "

"Hey, if you don't want to delay your studies, then help me fight. If it's too low, people will laugh at Dad."

The man with a hippie smile, set off his good facial features so greasy.

But the corners of Xia Qingzhu's lips were still hooked, childish!

Alas, who told this to be my own father.

"It's useless to fight, you can't keep up with your skills, and you were reported as falling off within two days."

Yunfei refused, "You can say that I don't cook well, play music well, and grow vegetables poorly, but you can't say that I play vegetables.

Let me tell you, my own son doesn't have the face to give it to me. I'm going to exercise my father's rights later. "

Xia Qingzhu, who was drinking porridge calmly, raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? You're promising, want a domestic violence son?"

"This... What are you talking about? Our family is all civilized people, so we don't do anything."

"Then I understand, confiscate my game account, use it yourself, right?"

"You are still a child, playing games affects learning..."

Xia Qingzhu looked at him with a half-smile, and asked back, "Who is it that says that his account has been blocked every now and then, and his life is meaningless? Are you begging me to do it for you?"

"What, dad is full, so go back to bed first, son, remember to wake me up in the afternoon!"

"Don't go to sleep just after eating, you can play games before going to sleep."

"understood!"

Seeing that the person had already rushed back to the room, the little boy could only sigh helplessly.

Don't ask, it's tiring to ask.

…………

Tonight, the Federal Hotel is brightly lit, and there are many limited-edition flying cars parked in front of the door.

Gorgeously dressed people arrived with invitations in an endless stream.

Yun Fei in a black suit got off the speeding car with his hands in his pockets.

Behind him was Xia Qingzhu in a bow tie shirt and trousers.

There are also Xia Wu in a royal blue suit and Xia Qin in a small dress.

With Yunfei's popularity in recent years, as soon as he appeared on the stage, the dignitaries hurried over to make friends.

Although under his training, the group of sanatoriums is already large enough, but everyone still wants to enter the Xinxing Sanatorium.

After all, there are still a small number of apprentices who are better than masters.

For his students, the recuperation effect is also good, but there are still some shortcomings in dealing with severe illnesses.

But Yunfei's attack is different. Patients who are on the verge of mutation have a chance to press the stop button.

This is the strength of the Federation's No. [-] recuperator.

And his talisman that is only for favors, not for sale.

Maybe one day, just because of a small animal skin, a small life will be recovered.

"Mr. Xia, you came early today!"

"Haha, you came earlier."

"Mr. Xia is the protagonist today, congratulations."

"It's all about saving face." Yunfei did not deny that the winner of this award will be announced later.

But in fact, it has already been spread all over the world. It was originally the honor established for him by the lord Wu Zhe.