Ever since the children adopted by Qin Zhiyuan arrived at Thunder Cliff, Misha has become a nanny for these children.

Perhaps because she was adopted since childhood, Misha has shown extraordinary patience with her children.

Soon, all the children fall in love with Misha.

The children lived a regular life, six or eight of them lived in the same room, divided into different classes on a room basis, and they were now required to follow the standards of the Boy Scouts.

is the leader of the children, and Girardin is the princess of the children, and everyone spoils and loves her.

Girardin's favorite thing to do is to stand on the seaside side of the castle and look out at the horizon. When asked, Girardin would say that when every boat entered the port of Thunder City, it was likely that her father had returned.

This hope was often disappointed, but it did not prevent Girardin from liking the battlements on the seaside side.

Today, as usual, Girardin awoke to the melodious sound of the bells, changed into her favorite white dress, and then asked for a headband with camellia silver ornaments to be tied when Mischa combed her hair.

After washing up, Girardin went to the dining room to have a full breakfast. Chef Wang of the restaurant is very loving, and today he specially prepared a small basket of steamed buns for Girardin, which is Girardin's father's favorite food. Girardin resisted the temptation, accepted Chef Wang's kindness, and then shared these delicious little pies with his friends.

"Gigi, are you going to the tower today? Do you want me to accompany you? Frederick, who had already eaten into a little fat man, followed Girardin's side, and Frederick always liked to follow Girardin if Misha's mother had no other arrangements.

"I'm going, don't follow me, or I'll beat you." Girardin responded crisply, she always responded to this little fat man like this.

"Well, be careful, then. We're going to be with Uncle Chan today, and he'll teach us how to disassemble rifles. That must be interesting, don't you want to come? Frederick's clumsy dedication.

Little children, they may not know what love is, but the hazy affection in their minds is sprouting.

"I don't like that, yesterday Sister Misha said she would teach me how to tie the bow on the bandage. I don't learn to disassemble rifles, only you men need to learn to disassemble rifles. Girardin was remarkable.

Although they are only children, they have begun to learn a simple division of labor under the guidance of adults, with men outside and women inside.

"Okay. Have a nice day. Frederick was a little frustrated, but in the blink of an eye he ran away.

To be honest, he had been looking forward to today's lesson for a long time, and if it weren't for his old habits, Frederick would have been at the shooting range by now, the place that the boys had been looking forward to for a long time.

No sooner had he turned a row of houses than Frederick saw Heyman leading a group of jubilant children in a line of singing songs in the direction of the shooting range.

Frederick sprinted, joined the queue while Heyman wasn't paying attention, and sang along with his friends:

Always full

Or it is a false loss

Abominable life

Sometimes hard-hearted

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This song is "themass" by the French band Era. At one time the song was widely spread as the military song of the German 1st Panzergrenadier Division, but in fact it was not, it was actually a hymn in praise of the Messiah.

The Messiah is derived from the Hebrew word and means the Greek word for "Christ." If literally translated into Chinese, it means "anointed one", and the anointed one means the one chosen by God.

Qin Zhiyuan is now also considered a person with a religious background, so it is very appropriate to use a hymn as a military song.

The song was withdrawn as soon as it was released. It was immediately loved by all the children and the French who heard the song, and it was also very popular in the First Brigade.

Music knows no borders, and the song "Themass" is both concise and to the point. is still an ingenious arrangement, and even the grand lyrics of fraternity, with a majestic and powerful momentum, which makes everyone who hears him fall in love with it.

What's more, this song was originally composed by French musician Eric Levy based on traditional French chants, and it is even more loved by the French.

As the song drifted over the castle and reached the tower on the other side of the castle, Girardin sang softly:

Right now

Don't procrastinate

Pluck the vibrating strings

……

As Girardin whispered, Misha came to the door of the tower and looked at Girardin lovingly.

"Oh God, Daddy is back......" Girardin let out a sudden cheer and turned his head and ran towards the outside of the tower.

"Stop!" Misha reached out and grabbed Girardin.

"Misha, let me go, Daddy is back." Girardin struggled.

"Impossible, Qin Gang has been gone for two days, and he won't come back in a week." Mischa grimaced.

"Misha, I swear to you, Dad must be back, it's on the 'Yangtze River', I can feel it." Girardin insisted.

"Are you sure?" Misha didn't believe it.

In fact, Misha already believed in this little thing. It seems that the sixth sense is particularly sensitive, if Qin Zhiyuan returns to Thunder City, Gilardin can always feel it, even at night, Gilardin can feel Qin Zhiyuan's approach.

It's magical, but it's true. Girardin still sleeps with Mischa now, and there has been a precedent for this before.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure!" Girardin nodded vigorously, and the camellia on his head was about to fall off as soon as he flickered.

"First of all, you have to tidy up your image, and you can't make your dad think that I didn't take good care of you." Misha dragged Girardin in the direction of the main building.

"Misha, please, let me pick up Daddy." Girardin was reluctant, and his small body twisted into twists, trying to break free from Misha's restraints.

"There's a lump of dust on your face." Misha has a killer move.

"Impossible!" Girardin stopped struggling, though his mouth said it was impossible, and his hands were already on his face.

No matter what age a woman is, as long as she talks about her appearance and hygiene, she will be accurate.

"Well, you can just pick up your dad and let her see how sloppy you are." Misha let go of Girardin and hugged his elbows as if he was going to watch a good show.

"I don't believe it, you're lying to me." Girardin peeked through his fingers at Misha's expression.

"Well, I'm lying to you." Misha stopped paying attention to Giraldine and turned around to leave: "The camellia on your head is almost gone, I don't believe you can touch it." ”

Girardin reached for it, and sure enough.

"Misha, I love you, help me." Girardin ran after Misha.

……

At the door of Thunder Bluff, Girardin and Misha were still arguing.

"You lied to me." Girardin puffed up.

"I didn't." Misha was proud.

"I don't have ash on my face." Girardin alleged.

"Your braids are crooked." Misha emphasized.

Although he knew that it was freshly combed, Girardin couldn't help but touch it, it was okay, it was okay.

Just as the two were arguing, several cars drove along the mountain road.

Before the car stopped, the door of the second car couldn't wait to open, and a middle-aged woman with blonde hair opened her arms in tears: "Misha, my Mixia ......"

"Are you ......" Misha hesitated, and suddenly felt a palpitation.

(To be continued.) )