Since the little fairy appeared in front of him at the beginning, and took the initiative to help him, he couldn't leave in the future.

She can only be his little fairy.

If the little fairy helped others and became someone else's little fairy, Zong Yan felt that he would be very angry.

No matter how precocious a fourth grade elementary school student is, it is difficult to understand emotional issues.

In the face of the person I like very much, I just think about not letting her leave.

Zong Yu thinks so at this moment too.

The little fairy can only be by his side.

"You still know how to come back? Why don't you die outside?"

The angry female voice sounded, Han Mei stood at the door of the hall with her hips akimbo, holding a stick with the thickness of a wrist in her hand, "Come here!"

Zong Yu stood there and did not step forward, putting the beer on the wooden table in the yard, "I just went to buy beer."

Han Mei glanced at the beer and guessed that Zong Dawei asked Zong Yan to buy it. Her anger just extinguished a bit, and she became angry again at the thought of the wound on Zong Jianguo's face.

"Then why don't you wait for Jianguo after school? Jianguo was bullied at school, do you know who it is? Why didn't you protect him? Are you dead?"

"Mom, I want to eat braised pork, I don't want to eat green vegetables!" Zong Jianguo's howling came from the hall, almost overturning the roof.

Han Mei's expression changed, and she turned around in a hurry and went into the hall, "If there is meat in the pot, I will give it to you."

Han Mei served the braised pork in the pot to Zong Jianguo, and walked to the door of Zong Yu's room with her arms akimbo, her overly fat face was full of meanness, "The rice is in the pot, go and serve it yourself."

Zong Ju's room is a utility room. Except for a bed, most of the space is occupied by food and vegetables in snakeskin pockets, as well as some bottles and cans.

The musty smell and the smell of food in the narrow space are very pungent.

The ground is also the simplest concrete floor, and the cement in some places is up.

Zong Yu put his schoolbag on the bed and glanced at the door. There was no one left.

It is estimated that I went to the main room for dinner.

The three members of the Zong family usually eat in the main room, and every meal has meat.

Zong Yu was not allowed to eat in the main room, so he could only eat in the room with a bowl.

Zong Yu went to the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot and looked at it. There was only a small amount of rice left at the bottom of the pot, most of which were rice crackers.

Zong Jue didn't change his eyes, he filled a small bowl with a spatula, and then went to another pot to put a la carte soup.

After stirring, Zong Yu took the bowl, took a pair of chopsticks, and returned to the room.

Rong Huang was rolling on Zong Yan's bed.

Although Zong Yu's 1.2-meter small bed is not comparable to the dragon bed of the previous world, it is better than clean and tidy.

Rong Huang hung himself on Zong Yan for a long time, and couldn't help rolling up as soon as he was put on the bed by Zong Yan.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Rong Huang turned his head to look, a pair of bright apricot eyes, "Little brother!"

Zong Yu was a little crimson at the tip of his ears when Rong Huang called, put the bowl on the small wooden stool, glanced at the door, "Can they see you?"

Rong Huang blinked and shook his head, "No, only you can see me."

Those people in the Zong family hated her very much, and Rong Huang didn't want to be discovered by them.

After hearing this, Zong Jue moved his fingertips lightly, and the cold breath of his whole body was reduced a lot, and the corners of his mouth turned up to show his happy mood.

Only he can see...

Zong Yu pinched his chopsticks and looked at Rong Huang with serious eyes, "My name is Zong Yu."

Rong Huang was lying on the bed, supporting his chin with two small hands, and his cocked jiojio shook.