As for Xuyou's southeast main camp, the corners and corners have been photographed by Qing one by one, Qing Xiran doesn't need to look at it, and he knows where Xuyou's combat readiness depot is, where the weapons depot is, and where the office is...... Although Qing Yiyi may not know how important things he photographed for his mother to see.

Therefore, Qing Xiran did not say that he had mastered all of Xuyou's southeast main camp, and he still had mastered all of them.

So there's not much to do here.

knocked on Xiao Longbao's door, and unsurprisingly, Qing Xiran saw Qing Yi's little eyes full of surprise.

She jumped up and threw herself into her mother's arms, and she had never been so happy during the New Year.

But... Qing Xiran looked at Qing Yiyi's hair with a very thick oil, although the clothes on her body were washed every day, but the details were not seen at all, a piece of oil stains here was not washed, a piece of mud there was not washed off, and there was a thick layer of black dust behind the ears...... Xiao Longbao's mobile phone turned on the beauty filter, and Qing Xiran couldn't see some details about Qing Yiyi at all.

She sighed in her heart, and asked Xu You to help her take care of her daughter for a while, and let Qing get it one by one, alas!

Come on, all have to be reworked.

Qing Xiran put down the Qing Yiyi who was hugging, got up, looked at Xiao Longbao, who was a little shy in the living room, and thanked:

"I've worked hard for you for a while, and our family hasn't caused you any trouble, right?"

"No, no, absolutely not, the first sister is very cute."

In the face of this legendary god, Xiao Longbao was particularly restrained, and he completely lost the feeling of looking down on her when he saw Qing Xiran for the first time.

You must know that since they had Miss Qing, they have been desperate many times, and she has saved the lives of countless garrisons.

Therefore, Xiao Longbao now regards Miss Qing as his ultimate idol, and many garrisons regard Miss Qing as their ultimate idol.

What's more, this idol is still their boss's original match, yes, the ultimate original match that can't make up meat jokes, in the night stories of the garrisons, he killed all the boss's affairs outside, scum junior, and scum junior's powerful original match.

"That's okay, then I'll take this kid back and down, you're busy."

Qing Xiran spoke politely, took Qing Yi out of Xiao Longbao's room one by one, and took Qing Yi back to Xu You's dormitory, looking at the messy things in this room, the stinky socks on the sofa, and the sparsely dense and uneven clothes on the balcony, and drove Qing Yi into the bathroom one by one to take a shower and wash his hair.

As a result, as soon as she entered the bathroom, there was no children's shower gel or children's shampoo, so she looked strangely at the little pot friend who was obediently undressing while putting the water out, and asked:

"Your Patronus hasn't washed your hair in a while? What do you use to bathe? ”

She obviously wrote a long, long memo to Xu You, why is it that from midsummer to autumn, there is not even the most basic shower gel in the bathroom?

Is it that Xiangcheng's toiletries are already extremely scarce? Even a big man of Xu You's status can't get a bottle of children's shower gel and shampoo?

"Use this!"

Qing Yiyi's little pot friend was very skillful and grabbed a piece of soap for laundry, ran into the bathroom, took the soap and rubbed it, rubbed it down, rubbed it left, rubbed it right, rubbed it inside and out, okay, it's done!

Seeing that Qing Yiyi finished taking a bath in no two minutes, Qing Xiran closed her eyes, rolled up her sleeves, pressed the child with clean water, and washed her head with soap foam.

Qingyi's children, who have been raised by Xuyou, can talk about conditions when facing Xuyou, but in the face of her mother, she didn't dare to talk about conditions, so she could only let her mother help her wash her hair, find a clean big dress, and carry her to the bed to blow her hair.

The feeling of being with my mother, and the feeling of being with the guardian spirit, is so different for Qing Yiyi, with her mother, Qing Yiyi feels like a little princess, beautiful and exquisite, she learned from her mother to treat things meticulously and patiently, and what she harvests is a kind of peace of mind and satisfaction.

But when she was with the Patronus, she seemed to be always moving, all kinds of novel and exciting, playing tanks, playing shooting, running crazy on the huge playground, what the Patronus taught her was a kind of relaxed and open and closed momentum, as well as a variety of informal bearing.

If you ask Qing Yiyi which one she prefers to be with, she thinks, she thinks, she wants to live with her mother and the guardian saint.

Speaking of the patron saint, the child wore a thin coat that was one size shorter, hugged his mother's neck with his backhand, sat on the bed and asked:

"Mom, can I call Patronus Daddy?"

Qing Xiran, who was helping Xu You and Qing Yi separate their clothes one by one and fold them neatly, paused the movements in her hands, looked at the good baby who had been washed by her, thought for a second, and then said:

"Do you want to call? You can call if you want. ”

"But Mom, you said that my father sacrificed, how do you explain that when I was a child, you used this to fool my motives? Are you not sure that my father was 100% sacrificed? ”

Qing Yi had a feeling of being hit because she couldn't figure out the truth, and looked at Qing Xiran with some accusations in her big eyes, it was her mother who said it herself, her father sacrificed, and her mother later said that Uncle Guardian Saint, there is an 86.5% chance that her father is the same.

Now it's so sloppy that she wants to call the patronus dad, just call it.

So can you call it Dad, why can't Mom be sure? What do you mean by calling when you want? Mom herself said that she couldn't ignore the small odds, and now she asked her to call whenever she wanted.

So, adults tend to be perfunctory to children, right?

Qing Xiran immediately had a feeling of lifting a stone to hit her feet, she wanted to save her image of Wei Guangzheng in the eyes of the child, so she said to Qing Yi patiently:

"I only said that this is possible, and I didn't say that it must be, it may be, it may not be, I told you that Dad sacrificed, because this possibility is very high, and now I let you call the Patronus Dad, because he is your father, the possibility is also very high, this is the proportion of probability, many people don't know that the possibility of a small probability can turn the tables has always existed, so we only talk about the part with a high probability, and don't talk about the possibility of a small probability turnaround. Then humanity will never be able to do anything. ”

"Mom, you can't fool the child like this, you just tell me, is he my father, can I call him father."

Qing Yiyi became more and more unable to understand what Qing Xiran was saying, her little face was very serious, in her world, she just wanted to know if she could call her guardian saint father now, and she could call it whatever she wanted from where it came from, it was too unrigorous.