Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Rong Huang was still chattering above his head.

"Your living environment is really bad, it's not conducive to studying. If your parents are rich people, the kind with super-large and super-luxury houses, and a lot of super-expensive cars."

Zong Yu put down the pencil and said softly, "Do you know what?"

Rong Huang blinked, his pitch-black eyeballs rolled around, and he sighed suddenly. The two jiojio twisted Zong's hair into a chicken coop, "Hurt, you guessed it."

"Actually, I am a little fairy in the sky, and the old fairy in the sky sees that you are a lucky person, and let me save you."

The corners of Zong Yu's mouth curled up, and he was right.

The little fairy did not accidentally land by his side, although she came with a purpose, she came to help him.

Help him alone.

So the little fairy is his own little fairy.

Zong Yu smoothed the corners of the book he had rolled up his homework, trying to restrain the joy in his tone, "Really? Are you here to save my little fairy?"

Rong Huang's soft white face carried a triumphant smile, and his big, damp eyes blinked and blinked, "Yes, I am a little fairy, and I never lie."

Shui Shui: Bah, the king is clearly an elf, and the king is lying!

Zong Yu listened to the voice of Han Mei arguing with Zong Dawei outside the door, and pressed her lips nervously, "Can you really find my parents? Am I really abandoned?"

Hearing the anxiety in Zong Yan's words, Rong Huang's little paw gently pulled his hair off, "Of course, you are not abandoned, they love you very much."

Rong Huang didn't talk nonsense about this. In the original plot, Zong Yan's parents had been looking for Zong Yan and never gave up.

Zong Yu picked up the pencil again, wrote a series of multiplications on the homework, nodded heavily, and almost threw Rong Huang off his head.

"I see, can you tell me when you find my parents?"

Rong Huang finally stabilized his figure, biting his hand, and the chicken nodded in a pecking manner.

Zong Yu paused, then asked Rong Huang, "Do you like cars very much?"

Zong's child is very precocious, and he stopped talking about such hypocritical repetitions when he was four years old. Now it is a bit uncomfortable to say repetitions in front of Rong Huang.

Rong Huang tilted his head for a moment, and whoever doesn't like luxury cars nodded naturally, "Of course I like it."

Zong Yu pursed her lips, and the door of the room was suddenly kicked open.

Zong Jianguo, who looked like a little piglet, appeared at the door carrying a schoolbag. The oil left over from eating on his mouth had not been wiped off. He twisted his steps forward and threw the schoolbag at Zong Hao's feet.

"I have homework for all three courses tonight, please write it down and send it to my room!"

Zong Yu glanced at Zong Jianguo's dark blue Mickey Mouse schoolbag, and answered without emotion.

Zong Jianguo thought that Zong Hao was afraid of him. He was so proud that he hummed a few times and turned his back and walked out of the room.

Rong Huang was so angry that the pig's hair was red, and he immediately pinched a decision, gritting his teeth and muttering, "Bad thing, your teeth are gone!"

"Eh-yo-"

Zong Yu looked up, and saw the fat pig-like Zong Jianguo lying at the door, his face heavily hitting the cement floor at the door.

Zong Jue couldn't see Zong Jianguo's face from his angle, and could only hear the howling of Zong Jianguo's death.

"Mom, I lost my tooth!"

Han Mei, who was arguing with Zong Dawei in the hall, heard Zong Jianguo's howling and ran out quickly.

Seeing Zong Jianguo who was lying on the ground with a mouthful of blood, his face changed drastically, and he quickly rushed over and took a lot of effort to pick him up.