I became a god after resigning

Chapter 90 Become a Star
"Since you miss her, then go see her." Song Ci said softly.

Fan Wan didn't speak when she heard the words, but shook her head lightly.

"Oh~, you don't have a mother, right? Has your mother also become a star in the sky? Dad said, my mother has become a star in the sky. She looks at me in the sky..."

"Hey, but she often sleeps late, doesn't come out during the day, only comes out at night, but I'm going to bed..."

"I told my grandma that I also sleep during the day and stay with my mother at night, but my grandma said no and beat my ass..."

Nuan Nuan has a small mouth, Bara, and she still has a look on her face that she really can't do anything about it.

Both Tang Die and Fan Wan looked at her in surprise. Of course, they were not surprised by Nuan Nuan's talk about her mother becoming a star, but that she talked a lot.

Tang Die and Fan Wan are both children who talk very little.

However, it is also good to have Nuan Nuan, a small chatterbox, which can make them relax and integrate into everyone faster.

After the meal, they don't need to wash the dishes, just throw them on the table, and someone will clean them up, and Song Ci took the three little guys out of this unique farmhouse.

When they came outside, the breeze was warm and the sun was still good. Song Ci was not in a hurry to take them to play other games, but found a bench and sat down.

Then bought a glass of juice for one person, including himself.

"cheers."

Nuan Nuan took a big sip first, then held up her juice bottle.

Tang Die touched her first, then Nuannuan looked at Fan Wan again, seeing that Fan Wan hadn't moved, so she slid down from the chair, ran to Fan Wan, and touched her forcibly.

"Sister Mi Li, cheers." She said stupidly.

Although Fan Wan was still expressionless, the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be suppressed no matter what.

"Dad, too."

Nuan Nuan ran to Song Ci again, tiptoeing to touch Song Ci too.

It really is a warm baby, with her, she will never be cold.

"Gah~"

Nuannuan took a sip of the juice, squeezed her throat, and made a strange sound, which was exactly like her grandfather's reaction when drinking.

Because of the hot liquor in his throat, Song Shouren would often close his eyes and frown, and make a low voice from his throat, and then Nuan Nuan learned it.

So I often make fun of my grandfather, making a creak when drinking water, creaking when drinking milk, and creaking when drinking juice...

Song Shouren was angry and funny, but what could he do with her?
The four of them sat on the bench, basking in the warm sun. After drinking the juice, they continued to stroll. They didn't play a few games in the morning, and there were still a lot left.

Bumper cars, go-karts, high-altitude cableways, pirate ships...

The three little guys played like crazy. Song Ci was right to bring spare clothes. The sweater Nuannuan wore inside was basically sweaty, and his head was steaming for a while.

I drank several bottles of water, and the small kettle that Nuan Nuan brought was already empty.

Seeing this, Song Ci decided to end today's itinerary. The children don't know what to do, and they don't feel that crazy play hurts their bodies.

Although Song Ci said that they were going home, the little guys felt a little unfinished, but they were too tired, so they didn't say anything more, not even Nuan Nuan, a small chatterbox.

However, it was only a little past four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ci saw it early, and there was a drawing place at the exit. Paper and pens were provided, so I could draw what I saw and heard today, so I took the three little guys Walked over, just to take a rest.

Tang Die and Fan Wan obviously did not expect Song Ci to make such an arrangement, and stared blankly at the pen and paper in front of them in a daze.

"Why, don't you know how to draw?" Song Ci asked with some doubts.

"I know, I know..." Nuan Nuan raised her little hand when she heard the words next to her, and she knew everything.

"What do you know?" Song Ci asked a little funny.

"I'm going to draw all the things I played today, and then... and give it to my mother..." Nuan Nuan thought for a while and said.

Song Ci's heart moved when he heard the words, and then he said with a smile: "Then you have to draw seriously, and when you finish drawing, I will give it to your mother for you."

"How did you give it to her?" Nuan Nuan found a blind spot and asked seriously, staring at Song Ci.

"Uh..." Song Ci didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Did you secretly go to see her every night while I was sleeping?"

Nuan Nuan put her hands on her hips, raised her belly, and pursed her lips, very angry.

"No, you sleep at night, and I sleep at night."

"Then...do you want to become a star too?"

When Nuan Nuan said this, her small mouth shrunk, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"how……"

Before Song Ci finished speaking, Nuan Nuan burst into tears, and slammed into Song Ci's arms and said: "I don't want you to become a star, if you become a star, I will never see you again. "

"No, don't cry, Dad won't become a star." Song Ci hurriedly patted her on the back to comfort her.

Her crying attracted the attention of the people around her. Seeing that it was a child, no one paid any attention to it. It was quite normal for a child to cry twice.

Nuan Nuan doesn't understand what it means to become a star, how could Tang Die and Fan Wan not understand, their mother didn't become a star, but they did, and because of this, their little faces also showed sad expressions.

"Then why did you give my painting to your mother?" Nuan Nuan asked with a sob.

"It can be attached to a kite, or it can be attached to a balloon so that it flies to the stars."

"really?"

"Of course it is true, so you have to draw well."

"Okay." Nuan Nuan immediately agreed happily.

The little guy cries fast and heals fast.

Then sit down, grab the paintbrush, and start painting seriously on the paper.

Song Ci said to Tang Die and Fan Wan: "You also have to draw carefully, and I can send it to your mother for you."

The two little guys had surprise expressions on their faces when they heard this.

"Is it really possible?" Fan Wan asked in a low voice.

"Of course, but do you know the address of your home?" Song Ci asked.

There was a hint of bewilderment on the faces of the two little guys. Taoyuan Village has a special feature. From Taoyuan Village, they can go anywhere they want, even if they return to the home where they were when they were alive.

So they don't even know what the address of their home is.

Seeing the bewildered look on their little faces, Song Ci hurriedly said, "It's okay to know the phone number."

"I know my mother's phone number." Fan Wan replied before hearing the words.

"I know too." Tang Die also said hastily.

This is normal. The mobile phone number is probably the earliest set of numbers that parents teach their children in today's society. It is to prevent them from getting lost, and to call them when they meet good-hearted people.

Song Ci wrote down the phone number the two said. If ordinary people had a phone, it would be troublesome to look up the address, but for Song Ci, it couldn't be easier.

Now mobile phone numbers are all verified by real names. As long as you know the number, it is very easy to find someone.

Song Ci put away his mobile phone, smiled and said to the two: "Also, if you want to go back to see your mother anytime, you can also tell me, you have helped me so much, so naturally I will help you too, right?"

This is why Song Ci asked Tang Die to bring a message to Yun Chuyao, but asked Fan Wan. Although the child is innocent, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand. You are a good friend if you help me and I help you.

Sure enough, after the two little guys heard the words, their eyes were shining with joy.

Song Ci pointed to Nuan Nuan who was seriously painting, and said in a low voice: "And I also want to ask you to help me bring the painting to Nuan Nuan's mother."

The two of them nodded together without any hesitation.

"So, if you help me, I will naturally help you."

"But... but... Xing Zhe can't just go back to see Dad." Tang Die whispered, and Fan Wan also lowered her head sadly.

"Who stipulated it?" Song Ci frowned and asked, actually guessing something vaguely in his heart.

The former owner of the swallowing jar was an ancient person, and this kind of thinking was simply influenced by the environment at that time, or there were some other reasons.

"Sister Lulu said, it's the village owner."

"Uh... the village owner? The owner of Taoyuan Village?"

The two little guys nodded immediately.

Song Ci laughed when he heard this.

"Didn't you say that I am the owner of Taoyuan Village now? Then this rule is canceled now." Song Ci said with a smile.

The two little ones immediately nodded with joy on their faces, and then Tang Die asked in a low voice: "Then you want to go back to Taoyuan Village with us?"

"Go back to Taoyuan Village? Why do you want to go back to Taoyuan Village?" Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Because the inscription needs to be revised." Fan Wan said.

"Inscription?" Song Ci looked blank.

(End of this chapter)