Wang Bucheng wants to figure out a clue now, it's too messy.

"Daddy?" The little girl looked at Wang Buyi and tilted her head in confusion.

“…… Let's go. Wang Buyi took one by one, walked through the crowd watching the bustle, and walked home.

Speaking of which, the little girl named He Xian is also quite pitiful, she has no father, and her mother is busy with work and neglects to take care of her. Wang did not live up to his heart and said, could it be that he came to 2ooo to take care of these poor little girls?

Then just come out of the brain, anyway, Wang Buyi will not be scared to death. The more the number, the better, and in the future, form an idol group like AKB48 in Japan......

Wang Bu felt as if he had been assimilated by Xia Ci and began to think of something unrealistic.

"Guardian spirits, phone booths! Wait for me! Xia Ci happily couldn't do it, took out the IC card, and ran to call her mother.

Wang Buyi thought about it, squatted down, looked at He Xian levelly, and said, "Formally introduce yourself, my name is Wang Buying." Why don't you call me brother? ”

He Xian's eyes were as clear as spring water in the deep mountains, and he looked at Wang Buying.

Wang Bubu didn't think it was right, this little girl's mother was not a few years older than herself, and if she called her brother, she would be a generation shorter, so she hurriedly changed her words: "It's better to call it uncle, dad can't be called casually." ”

"Daddy!" He Xian tilted his head.

"Forget it." Wang Buyi pulled He Xian, pointed to a middle-aged uncle with a bald beer belly in the distance, and asked, "What do you think we should call him?" ”

"......" He Xian looked at the bald uncle, and looked at Wang Buyi in puzzlement.

Wang Bucheng understands that this little girl is not the kind of person who thinks of her father and wants to go crazy, and calls her father when she sees a man. She also knows the discipline to protect her mother, and only calls Wang Buyi to be her father.

That's a lot of pressure. Wang Buyi recalled the graceful and luxurious woman in the small shop before, and her eyes contained that funny and curious look...... Wang Bucheng had a headache.

"How old is your mother?" Wang asked. He didn't really have any other thoughts, just asked out of a man's bad taste.

He Xian tilted his head and didn't answer, maybe he didn't even understand the question.

"You're better than porcelain, at least quieter." Wang Buyi said, this little girl doesn't cry, make trouble, or speak, so treat her like a doll.

Xia Ci over there finally dialed the public phone according to the instructions on the IC card, and shouted excitedly: "Queen Mother, I received a maid today!" ”

The person on the other end of the phone didn't necessarily really believe Xia Ci, but there should be no refutation. Xia Ci gushed endlessly, and told the things that happened today according to her version.

Basically, the eldest princess of the supreme royal family patrolled the surroundings under the protection of her guardian spirit, and a poor folk girl appeared, and then the most merciful eldest princess in the world was merciful, so that the folk girl sparrow turned into a phoenix, and since then she has lived an enviable life of serving the eldest princess.

Wang Buxin said that if he told his parents this passage in the second year of junior high school, it is estimated that his legs would be broken.

“…… That's right, there are no traitors making noise around today. Because my guardian bought a calling card, I'm on the payphone now! Xia Ci said two more words and hung up the phone. With a smile on his face, he ran back to Wang Buful's side.

"Let's go! The eldest princess is going to eat duck today! Xia Ci took Wang Buful's hand.

The three of them waited in a long queue to get it. The duck was divided into brine and roasted, and they were both delicious, so I bought the legs separately. When he got home, Wang Buyi cooked the rice first, and then began to stir-fry.

In the past, Wang did not live up to the marriage conditions of some leftover women who read on the Internet, saying that men had to do housework, earn money outside, and wash clothes and cook when they went home. Wang Bu was simply ridiculous when he saw it, and said in his heart that women in their thirties can't get married, and the standards are still so high.

At that time, Wang Buful's idea was that if he formed a family with someone in the future, the housework should be at least half for one person.

But after coming here for a week, Wang Bucheng unknowingly took care of all the housework.

Xia Ci only dared to scald vegetables with boiling water to eat, and the king took the initiative to tie an apron and stir-fry. After eating, Xia Ci would sit there with his little stomach covered in satisfaction, and then Wang Bu ran to wash the dishes. Xia Ci's little hands would become red after washing the clothes, and Wang Bucheng felt so distressed that he couldn't do it after seeing it once, so he didn't let her wash the clothes again.

It's bizarre. While stir-frying, Wang Buyi thought to himself, he was not a diligent person before, when he lived alone, the bowl was never washed, and he put it there after eating, and the next time he ate, he would take tap water to soak it.

"It's time to eat!" When he brought the dish out, he saw Xia Ci and He Xian getting together, and saw Wang Buyi hurriedly sit down.

The two packets of ducks on the table were opened, and a few pieces were missing. Although the two little girls sat down, they could see the traces of stealing food at a glance. Xia Ci's mouth was bulging, and his face was red.

He Xian's face was covered with red soy sauce marinade, and his mouth was still chewing.

"Go and have a meal! No leftovers in the bowl today! After eating, not a single grain of rice can be left! "The king played a majestic show to the two little girls.

He knew that he had been delayed in the small restaurant for a while, and after the meal, the child was not hungry, and now his eyes must be full of gold stars. Although he won't really get angry, he has to use the topic to wave it. Xia Ci always began to be afraid of gaining weight when he was half full, and then left a mouthful of food for Wang to eat. What line is this?

"Full!" Wang Bu Bu saw that Xia porcelain filled a small half bowl of rice, and was not satisfied. This is not enough to feed the cats.

"That's too much! The belly will break. Xia Ci protested weakly.

"If you can't eat it, you have to eat it!" Wang said domineeringly.

Xia Ci took the bowl with a sad face, and said in his heart that if he ate like this, his face would become bigger.

Be big and big! Xia Ci was also ruthless, and ran back to the kitchen to serve He Xian half a bowl of rice with his own hands.

As soon as he sat down at the table, Wang Buyi understood how He Xian's soy sauce marinade came from.

This kid can't even eat, and he uses both hands to eat a piece of duck, and he doesn't know whether to eat with his nose or mouth, which is not strange at all.

Her mother would have had a meal with her in person, and she would have known that none of the nannies she had recruited would have done anything.

"You kid! Rice is for eating, not for playing! Wang Bu put down the bowl and adjusted her sitting position with his hands, "Sit forward, head forward, and put the meat in the bowl...... Use chopsticks, not hands! ”

Xia Ci, this is to find a girl, obviously to get an ancestor, okay!

Xia Ci ate half a bowl of rice, and Wang Buyi taught He Xian how to eat, as if he was fighting.

……

At the New Youth Daily in Beijing, it was like a war at this time, and the editors were working overtime to typeset the news.

When the editor-in-chief saw the interview from Nanjiang, he immediately felt like he had picked up a treasure.

The year 2ooo is the millennium, and this integer has epoch-making significance. Since last year's New Year's Day, various newspapers have been doing various special topics about the old and new eras.

It's basically a cliché. It is nothing more than young people saying that they stand on the achievements of the older generation, and they must not slack off, but must carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future. Basically, when you see the title, you know what the text is about.

In addition to this, the media focus is on a young man. The young man's academic performance was poor, but he published a book claiming that "the red light illuminates my future", which was set up by the media as a typical example of young people in the new era of resisting traditional education.

The young man didn't have a theory of his own, he just went his own way. Even so, the media is like a cat that smells fishy, inviting various experts and scholars to analyze and interview. Never get tired of talking.

Because this society is too conformist. Everyone's behavior and even thinking patterns are like an assembly line. Any person who is unusual will be magnified by society and analyzed repeatedly.

And the interview just now from Nanjiang is also unconventional. The editor-in-chief believes that once it is reported, it will definitely be big news.

Interview about a computer whiz. Computers are a new thing, there is nothing old-timed. The tone of that computer master is also very crazy, saying that if you can't use computers, you are behind the times, and to oppose computers is to oppose progress.

Although the editor-in-chief felt that there was nothing wrong with the computer master's opinion, the statement was too absolute.

There is no argument that computers are important for scientific research in the current mainstream view. But does the computer have a positive meaning for individuals?

Almost everyone in their forties and fifties agrees that computers are harmful to individuals.

Think about it, if a worker owns a computer, can he improve his professional skills from the computer? On the contrary, this worker, who originally created value for the country, was addicted to computers, causing his work to slack off and even not go to work.

In 2ooo, this idea is a seemingly impregnable wall.

Only those who explicitly oppose this trend of thought can be regarded as a conceptual collision between the old and new generations.

……

"You stupid girl, wash the dishes for me!" By the kitchen sink, Xia Ci carried He Xian to a stool and said arrogantly.

He Xian's face was full of rice grains and soy sauce, like a little flower cat, and he looked at Xia Ci in confusion.

"I can't even wash the dishes, I'm stupid! This princess teaches you! Xia Ci said in disgust, rolled up his sleeves, poured some detergent into the bowl, and picked up a cloth to wash the dishes.

He Xian looked stupidly.

"Here you go!" Xia Ci gave the dishcloth to He Xian.

He Xian took the cloth, looked at Xia porcelain, then looked at his hand, and then looked at the bowl in the pool, and was at a loss.

"I just demonstrated it! This time you remember it for Princess Ben! Xia Ci frantically washed the dishes again.

He Xian still looked around with a confused expression.

"Okay, okay, don't make a mess here, go and wipe her face clean." Wang Buyi watched it for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore, and took the two little girls out of the kitchen.

I don't know which tendon Xia Ci is wrong, so I have to let He Xian wash the dishes after eating. She figured out that a little girl who was thigh-high enough to stand on a stool and wash dishes. As a result, He Xian didn't wash one, but Xia Ci washed two by himself.

"Why are you so stupid! How do you serve the eldest princess's daily life? How to make the eldest princess's maid? Xia Ci was so disgusted that she dragged He Xian into the bathroom, wiping her face and complaining.