In the era, I was finally born after my mother read my mind.

"I didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to go to Heping Avenue to steal things."

"Tsk, I heard that two white-skinned ghosts lost ten gold bars, half a catty of gold bars. Do the math, how much does it cost?"

"Sure enough, those who can live on Peace Avenue are all big fat sheep."

"If we make a deal, we can live in peace for the rest of our lives. I'm willing to give it back to me."

"Whether you are willing or not depends on whether you have the Flower of Life."

Ha ha……

"What do you mean by Peace Avenue?"

"What else can I say? I must get it back. Otherwise, where will their face be?"

"Can we get it back? He might have run away long ago."

"A monk who can run away can't run away from the temple."

……

In a street tavern, a few drunkards were drinking and talking about the recent anecdotes in the border town.

Interesting story indeed.

I don’t know how many years it has been since no one has provoked Peace Avenue like this. Listening to it makes people’s blood boil. It’s time for the border town to be lively.

Tang Ciyan held the dumpling in his arms and stopped to listen for a while, his eyebrows rising slightly.

"Did you lose something on Peace Avenue?"

"Dad." Tuanzi stared at Tang Ciyan and said seriously.

Tang Ciyan looked at her and smiled: "Fuman misses daddy?"

"Don't worry, uncle will help you find it later, okay?"

Tuanzi tilted his head: "Okay, eat."

The white-haired monkey hurriedly handed over the chocolate candies pointed by Tuanzi.

This stuff was so bitter that the monkey vomited after taking one bite.

But the dumplings liked it so much that their mouths turned black.

It also left several dark slap marks on Tang Ciyan's body.

Even his face was blackened by dumplings.

Tang Ciyan, who is said to have a mysophobia, didn't care at all. He only went home when he was tired from walking with the dumplings in his arms.

The Tang family is in the residential area of ​​Heping Avenue, and the people who live here have different identities.

Either they are the leaders of various groups, or they are big families in border towns.

The Tang family is neither the leader of the group nor a big family.

On the surface, he seems to have no family background, but he lives in a large villa at the end of the residential area.

The location of the residential area highlights the status of the owner.

Even if others don't understand why the Tang family is here, no one dares to be the first to go to the Tang family to find trouble.

"The young master is back." Yang Man, Aunt Man, is Chen De's daughter-in-law. She is the housekeeper in the villa and is responsible for the family's food, drink and toilette.

He and Chen De can be regarded as one master outside and one master inside.

After Haisheng came back, she already knew that she had picked up a child and that her young master liked him very much.

So even if it was the first time that he saw his young master being messed up by a milk baby, he still had a doting look on his face, so he wasn't surprised at all.

"Let me hold the child. There is water in the room. Master, go and wash it first."

Tang Ciyan avoided Yang Man's hand: "It's okay, I'll just carry him in."

"Are all Fuman's things ready?"

"Remember to call the doctor again. This child has been in the mountains for a few days and I don't know if he has caught a cold."

"Eating wild fruits all day long is not nutritious, so you need to prepare more nutritious food."

"By the way, choose a sunny room for the child's room, for furniture..."

Tang Ciyan thought for a while and asked Fuman: "What color does Fuman like?"

Tuanzi was confused, what is the color?
He pointed at the clothes whose original color could no longer be seen: "It looks good, I made it."

Tang Ciyan was silent for a moment. Forgive his blindness for not being able to see.

Yang Man laughed at the side. His young master had been tortured by illness all year round and took medicine every day. Although he usually smiled, his smile did not reach his heart.

He looks gentle, but is actually cold, making it difficult to get close to anyone.

Never before has the whole person been filled with warmth and vitality.

"Master, little girls like pink, and the pink ones are the prettiest." "How about using pink for Fuman's room?"

Tang Ciyan is a straight man who has never been in contact with girls, let alone little girls.

He likes black and white and feels clean and pure.

pink?

He couldn't imagine it.

But the dumplings are white and tender, so they should look better in pink.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Aunt Man."

Yang Man agreed with a smile.

"Master, let me take Fuman to wash up first. After washing up, we can eat. The little one should be hungry."

Tang Ciyan wanted to say that he would help with the washing, but he gave up after thinking that Fuman was just a little girl.

Reluctantly, she handed the little guy to Yang Man: "The baby is young, Aunt Man, please be gentle. Get the water temperature right, not too hot, not too cold."

"I forgot to prepare the soap for children. The soap used by adults is too harsh and hurts the skin."

"I'll make some for her later."

After a long illness, Tang Ciyan can be regarded as half a doctor.

It is a hobby to prepare some daily necessities with medicinal materials.

He often makes things like washing his hair, face and bathing.

Yang Man smiled and listened to Tang Ciyan's long-winded instructions before taking a shower with Tuanzi in his arms.

The little guy is obedient and doesn't recognize others.

A small, soft ball, it is as comfortable to hold in your arms as a ball of cotton.

No wonder Haisheng came back and spoke happily, and his own men bought things for Tuanzi without touching the ground.

The noble young master couldn't put it down.

"Fuman, I am Grandma Yang. Can Grandma Yang give Fuman a bath?"

"Good milk, thank you." Fuman is a polite and good boy.

Yang Man was captured immediately and rubbed Tuanzi's dirty, fat face: "You're so good, thank you. Our Fuman is so good, Grandma Yang likes it."

Tuanzi likes to hear others praise her. She grins and giggles when she hears this: "Fuman, prosperous."

She has a round belly that sticks out high, and her little expression is particularly stinky.

Yang Man couldn't help laughing.

Tang Ciyan looked at Fuman's unrepentant little back and felt a little sour for no reason.

When you smell the sweat on your body, you frown and go take a shower first.

"Zhizhizhi..." The angry squeak stopped Tang Ciyan in his tracks.

Turning back to face the angry face of the white-haired monkey buried in big and small bags, it seemed to be saying, Two-legged beast, have you forgotten that there is another monkey?

Tang Ciyan raised his eyebrows: "Someone, come and wash it clean. It's so dirty."

The white-haired monkey looked in disbelief. Who is dirty?
After washing the dumplings, put on a pink skirt. The whole dumpling was pink and waxy, like a doll, and was carried out by Yang Man.

After washing himself quickly, Tang Ciyan's eyes lit up as he was waiting in the living room, and he couldn't wait to take the villain over.

Smelling the milky fragrance on Fuman's body, his heavy head became lighter: "Our Fuman is so beautiful."

"Giggle...Fuman, beauty." The fat head swayed left and right, and the little knot on the head also swayed, which was cute.

Everyone in the room was amused. Tang Ciyan tapped her little nose: "Yes, we are the most beautiful. Are you hungry?"

"Hungry," Tuanzi shouted very loudly, for fear that others would not hear him if he shouted too loudly.

Tang Ciyan was even happier: "Okay, let's go eat."

The huge long dining table was filled with all kinds of food. A small part was for Tang Ciyan to eat, and a large part was for Tuanzi to eat.

As soon as the dumpling saw the food, his eyes lit up and he threw himself on the table.

Tang Ciyan almost stopped hugging him: "No hurry, no rush, it's all full of blessings, let's eat slowly."

"Eat," Tuanzi said with little hands and feet, impatiently.

Tang Ciyan secretly thought that the little guy was really hungry. They could make do with it in the mountains these days, but the dumplings could only eat wild fruits.

I quickly grabbed a small bowl of yellow and orange egg custard and fed it to me. The dumplings didn't stop until I had them in my mouth.

Take big mouthfuls and eat until your cheeks are bulging like a little hamster.

Tang Ciyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't make a fuss. The feeding was very exciting, and Yang Man wouldn't let him help. (End of chapter)