My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

In the restaurant, Zhang Hao saw a little white girl skipping around with a piece of bread in her hand, finally stopping in front of the little koi fish.

"Sister, you're the prettiest girl here. Would you like to play with me?"

Looking at the blonde, blue-eyed girl, the little koi fish felt a surge of inexplicable affection—such a cute little girl deserved to be pampered even with one's life.

"Of course I'd like to! What do you want to play?" the little koi asked with unusual patience.

Her gentle tone made Zhang Hao feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although Little Koi is a thoughtful girl, she is essentially a capricious and childish little imp, and it's almost impossible for her to show kindness to someone without a reason. Moreover, Little Koi has always considered herself the most beautiful and adorable girl, and has never been particularly interested in those exceptionally pretty and cute girls her age.

Why is this guy being so nice to this girl?
Just as Zhang Hao was wondering what was going on and was about to ask, the blonde, blue-eyed little girl spoke up first: "I want to play house. Will you be my mom?"

"Okay, then I'm your mom. Call me 'Mom' now."

The little girl smiled innocently and happily jumped into the koi's arms: "Mommy, Mommy! It's great, I have a mommy again!"

Zhang Hao couldn't help but ask, "Little Koi, you're not really going to play this kind of pretend game, are you?"

Hearing the question, the girl in the little koi's arms turned her face and looked at him with a wistful gaze: "Don't you like this game? I'm still missing a dad. Come and play with me, I promise you'll like it."

Zhang Hao shook his head without hesitation: "I have no interest in this kind of game."

The little girl sighed, looking very regretful: "Oh, that's a pity. I would be so happy if you would like to play with me."

Zhang Hao felt a strange sense of guilt for rejecting the cute little girl.

Logically speaking, such a trivial matter shouldn't evoke these kinds of emotions.

Zhang Hao scrutinized the little girl closely. Could it be that she was so beautiful and adorable that he felt guilty even when he refused her? That seemed absurd. Did being beautiful give him the right to manipulate other people's emotions at will?

Various jumbled thoughts flashed through Zhang Hao's mind. Although they seemed to be clear and organized, he always felt that his thinking was missing the point and that he was always focusing on some unimportant details.

This hotel is definitely a bit eerie; I need to be extra careful.

After the meal, Zhang Hao went out alone, intending to familiarize himself with the surroundings. This small town, mainly reliant on tourism, had quite beautiful scenery, especially the local farm stays, which were quite different from the farm stays in the East and had a unique charm.

When Zhang Hao returned to the hotel, he was surprised to find that his two companions, Chen Anshui and Han San, were playing house with the little girl.

The little girl, holding a model airplane, excitedly said to Han San, "Daddy, Daddy, I want this airplane to really fly. Can you make it fly?"

The umbrella, like a loving father, cast a spell to summon a gentle breeze, using its wind magic to lift the model airplane and let it soar freely in the air.

This scene thrilled the little girl, who clapped her hands and cheered loudly, "Daddy's awesome!" Chen Anshui, standing nearby, was a little jealous and snorted, "I can buy you even more fun toys. Look, this is the limited edition Barbie doll I bought before, and lots of dress-up clothes too. You'll definitely love them."

Zhang Hao felt he had only been out for two or three hours, yet when he returned, he almost didn't recognize his companions. Having spent so much time with them, how could he have never known they were such avid children? They, on the other hand, usually hated the hassle of taking care of kids.

The little girl turned her head, her bright green eyes gazing at him intently: "Big brother, you're back? Have you changed your mind and are willing to be my father?"

Zhang Hao remained silent.

"If you're willing to be my dad, I'll make you my chief dad right now. Chief dad is really powerful; you can do whatever you want here, and the whole family will obey your orders."

A thought flashed through Zhang Hao's mind, as if he had grasped something, but his thoughts quickly became muddled again. He asked, slightly puzzled, "This whole place is your home?"

The little girl nodded vigorously: "Yes, this whole area is my home." As she spoke, she gestured a large area, her face beaming with pride: "So, as long as you become my big daddy, you'll be in charge of everything here!"

Zhang Hao felt his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred: "Is everyone in this place willing to play house with you? Are people here really that free? Whose child are you anyway?"

“They’re not idle either; everyone needs to work. Even when they’re playing house, they still have to work. After all, in real life, mom and dad have to support their families. I’m one of the kids here, but I don’t remember which family I’m from,” the little girl answered innocently.

"Don't you have any family of your own?"

Zhang Hao walked up to her and squatted down, looking her in the eye. The little girl had fair and delicate skin, and was dressed exquisitely in designer clothes; she didn't look like an orphan at all.

"Of course I have family! Everyone in this place plays house with me, so they are all my family!" the little girl declared proudly.

"I'm not referring to family members who play house, but to real blood relatives."

Zhang Hao felt he had exceptionally good patience, and he explained to the little girl in a gentle tone what blood relatives were.

After hearing the explanation, the little girl frowned and thought seriously.

"Is this what family is supposed to be? But I don't like family like that. I think a real good family member is someone who's willing to play house with me. Isn't that the right way to think?"

Zhang Hao met her gaze, and for some reason, despite being just an innocent and naive little girl, a chill ran down his spine. This was too unusual. Ever since he made a pact with the gods, he could handle all sorts of bizarre situations with ease. Horror? Not at all. He was the one who terrified demons and monsters.

"If your blood relatives treat you badly, it's understandable that you feel bad towards them. Have they abused you?" Zhang Hao asked with concern.

"Abuse did happen. But now everyone is so nice to me, and they're all willing to play house with me, so I don't care about them anymore. Big brother, do you think I'm right to think this way?"

Zhang Hao looked around, wondering if it was just his imagination, but the environment seemed unnaturally quiet. Was it because the little girl wasn't playing that it was so quiet?
"Big brother, why aren't you saying anything? Do you think I'm a bad kid and don't want to talk to me anymore?" The little girl nudged his shoulder, urging him to respond. (End of Chapter)