Chapter 3 Self-reliance

(Continued from previous section)

I don't know if my father's departure this time is a blessing or a curse, and if I can leave a word, I must also miss my daughter. The corners of Zhong Wan's mouth moved, probably like this for his father...... Unique~

Now everything in the house is detained. I can't go back to my home and I have no source of income...... What if you take refuge with relatives? No, relatives can rely on it, and wild boars will go up the tree.

Now I'm completely a person... Zhong Wan, who was sitting on the ground, grinned and scratched her hair.

Life is not Lin Daiyu, and it will not be amorous because of sadness.

Zhong Wan got up angrily, patted the dust and dirt on his body, picked up his schoolbag and stuffed a pot of green plants on the windowsill into it, and said as he stuffed it.

"Furball, we're homeless......"

Hairball: (After Zhong Wan became a human god, he raised a thousand guardian elves, which protected Zhong Wan in critical situations and purified filth.) )

Before the words fell, the crying came out first.

"Wow" cried loudly, looking at the hairballs that he had raised since he was a child, all the grievances finally came out at this moment.

The more you cry, the louder you get......

"Ah~Ah~Ah~Ah~"

A cold wind blew, and Zhong Wan's hand stuffed with the hairball stopped in mid-air, and the hairball seemed to move.

Zhong Wan wiped away her tears, looked around, straightened her ears and listened to the strange sound with a slightly baby voice, and swept her eyes to see a few trees in the yard shaking their branches in the wind......

She slowly turned her head and stared intently at the hairball in her hand.

"Furball, could it be you? …… You, are you calling? ”

Another gust of wind blew......

Zhong Wan knocked on his head and muttered: "Zhong Wan, are you crazy, the hairball is just a green plant, how can you call it." Could it be that people are really in the middle of endless poverty, and they can't hallucinate? ”

The hairball, which looks like a cactus, is beating again at the moment, and the nervous Zhong Wan is at the end of his sad grievances, how can he think so much?

Snorting, Zhong Wan planned to leave this place of right and wrong first, if someone saw it, I don't know what would happen.

It's better to avoid it, Dad's affairs will always come to light, besides, maybe Dad didn't plan to let her participate in these things, and she was confused about what happened today......

The current situation is the worst and most unfavorable situation for yourself, but this is a process, there is always an end, pluck up courage, maybe the opportunity is in the next second.

Zhong Wan cheered himself up over and over again.

"Hmmm! I want to think about how I want to live my life in the future, and the text message from my dad must be hoping that I will be well.

"Support yourself, study hard, eat well, sleep well."

It was like a June day, and Zhong Wan's face gradually became brighter.

The dusk is gone.

The night had already begun.

The bustling crowd at the main entrance has dispersed a lot, and then look at a beautiful figure at the head of the back door wall coming out of the wall.

It's just that......

"Oh my god! ……”

A dog eats and falls to the ground perfectly.

"O life! Luckily my furballs are fine."

Zhong Wan looked at the schoolbag in his hand, rubbed his knees and walked on the corner of the street farther and farther away from home

There was only a bright moon left in the impoverished sky, and the bright moonlight reflected on Zhong Wan's head.

"Ah, it's desolation! …… Occasional. ”

Zhong Wan looked up at the moon, his eyes widened, and he could faintly see a few stars glowing dimly.

"The moon goes, I go, you are in front, I am behind."

"Hey, that's really what it's called desolation!!"

Zhong Wan shook his head.

Muttered.