Uncle's house is actually not very big, and it will not be very crowded for a family of three living in a one-bedroom apartment, but after Lu Mingfei arrived, it occupied a lot of living space.

The two beds in the bedroom were already full, and the cousin's size and weight could not accommodate a second person to share the upper bunk with him, so the uncle could only make a corner in the living room and make a simple small bed for Lu Mingfei.

At the moment, he was lying on the bed made of chairs and wooden planks and reading comics, because his aunt said that he would not be allowed to turn on the lights until late because his aunt said that she wanted to save electricity, so he could only hold a flashlight to illuminate it.

Watching Doraemon take Nobita to swim in the sea of clouds in the comics, Lu Mingfei was a little envious: "It would be nice if I also had a Doraemon." ”

If he had those magical props, maybe he would be able to lie on the fragrant and soft bed and roll around to his heart's content, without worrying about falling down when he turned over, and he was not afraid that he would make a strange noise if he moved the "bed" casually.

Closing the comic book, he lay on his back on the bed and looked at the ceiling, his mind mixed.

My uncle and aunt have decided to move, and I think he won't have to sleep in the living room after a while, but it is not known exactly when and where he will move, and they will not discuss it with him.

In the dead of night, only the chirping of birds and fireflies outside the window, the faint snoring of my cousin came from the bedroom, and the poorly soundproofed walls could not hide the late-night conversation of my uncle and aunt.

"Old road, you see what this road is like, he ran out without saying hello, and he didn't know how to call back all day, which made me worry to death." The aunt began to complain on a daily basis, only this time the target of the complaint was no longer the naughty cousin, nor the annoying neighbor.

"Alas, children, it's easy to lose track of time when you play." The uncle could see it and help his nephew speak.

"Then you can't stay home all day long, I really don't know how your brother and sister-in-law taught you."

"Hey, they are so busy with work, they don't have time to take care of the children all over the world, Ming Fei is actually very pitiful."

"Hmph, what are you busy doing, leaving the child alone at home for some money, if we hadn't taken care of it with our neighbors, we would have been damaged by those gangsters." The aunt's words were mixed with dissatisfaction with her brother and sister-in-law, and even Lu Mingfei suffered:

"I see, it's just too much pocket money. In the past, when he was a child, he was free and no one cared about him, and he would not go hungry when he bought snacks outside every day, so he didn't know how to go home on time.

You see how honest Narusawa is, he doesn't have so much pocket money, he will come back as soon as he goes out to play, and even if he doesn't come back for dinner at noon, he will tell us in advance. ”

The uncle was noncommittal about this, but it is indeed easy for children to have problems with too much money on them.

Now there are still a lot of gangsters on the street, and he is quite worried that Lu Mingfei will be targeted by them when he goes out, and those bastards who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard like to grab money from children and students.

"You see him buying comics or novels day by day, and I've heard that some people see him playing games in that dark Internet café." The aunt took advantage of the topic to play, but under the banner of being good for Lu Ming: "I see, I still have to limit his pocket money, otherwise something will happen sooner or later." ”

Lu Mingfei in the living room pouted, where is Lu Mingze's pocket money missing, he runs to the commissary every day to buy spicy ice cream and Coke, how many pounds of weight have you gained in a summer vacation, can't you be a parent?

It's a pity that my uncle is selectively blind: "That's okay, control Ming Fei's pocket money in the future." But school is going to start next month, so you shouldn't worry too much, he doesn't have much to spend at school, right? ”

The aunt was anxious when she heard this: "Shouldn't you pay more attention at school?" Now that school bullying is so common, Lu Mingfei has so much money in his pocket every day, what should he do if he robs it when he asks his classmates to bully?

If you look at his skinny monkey appearance, he looks like a bully. If you want to let that group of bad students target you, you can't come to the door every day to bully, so you must not bring him so much money. ”

"What you said makes sense, so let's do it first, and we'll see when the time comes." The uncle was a little moved by what he said, and he also felt that his nephew was too soft and easy to bully.

Regarding the decision of the two guardians, Lu Mingfei could not do anything, so he could only smile.

That's how it looks like this under the fence.

Even if he wants to sue, his parents' phone will never be connected, so what's the use of wanting more.

Could it be that he called the police and said that his uncle and aunt had deducted his pocket money?

Thinking that his small amount of money would never be his decision, and it might even fall into the hands of his little cousin who spent money like water, Lu Mingfei felt uncomfortable for a while.

He spends it, but it's all my money~

With some reluctance, he covered his ears with a pillow and forced himself to close his eyes and sleep.

The fan creaked and turned, and he slowly fell asleep physically and mentally exhausted, and he could faintly hear his aunt's mean voice in his ears: "How beautiful is she Giovanni...... Neither...... A good wife and mother, who goes out every day...... The child doesn't care...... Stuffed into someone else's house to raise ...... Responsibility ......"

The scattered words were like a nightmare, making Lu Mingfei's dream change its flavor.

Originally, he also dreamed that he was holding his mother's hand and strolling through the amusement park, discussing where to play next, while his father was holding ice cream and feeding him from time to time, the picture was warm and sweet.

But in the next second, a terrifying monster emerged from the ground, and it roared and demolished the amusement park into ruins, and in an instant thick smoke and fire swept the world, and the sky was dyed black.

The family fled frantically with the crowd, but it was doomed to be futile in the face of the huge monster, and the uncles and aunts who were left behind were soon caught up and trampled into an indescribable mosaic.

Seeing that the monster's big hand was about to grab them, the neighbor uncle he saw this afternoon suddenly appeared, tore open a small pudding and stuffed it into Lu Mingfei's mouth, and said to him with a cold and serious face:

"Ming Fei, it's time to save the world, turn into Ultraman and defeat the evil monster!"

Then he didn't give him time to react at all, and he saw the small pudding in his mouth bloom brightly, and his weak little body instantly expanded dozens of times, turning into a black and white Pudding Ultraman fighting with the monster.

"It's Pudding Superman!"

"Pudding Superman is here, we're saved."

The tourists he rescued were ecstatic, shouting his name frantically, and even his parents watched with relief as he rode on the head of the monster to show his might, and their eyes were full of pride and pride.

Feeling the encouragement of others, Lu Mingfei no longer hesitated, and simply unfolded the skill to shake forward, preparing a pudding ray to end the life of the monster.

But just as his light was accumulating and the monster was standing waiting to die, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Brother, are you going to kill it?"

Lu Mingfei looked sideways and saw a boy with a similar body shape to him, but whose face was hidden by a fog, floating in front of him.

"Have you decided?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, the boy asked again, and his pale golden pupils were like two yellow-orange-orange bulbs, emitting a faint light.

"You are Lei ......" Lu Mingfei froze in place, opening his mouth to say something, but it was as if someone had grabbed his throat, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Just as the suffocation was about to overwhelm him, the dream dissipated with a thud, and he fell back into a dark and wordless slumber.

Next door, Xia Di, who was controlling the game character in the big killing, paused, and a playful smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting."