Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 50 A generation of military kings

The next day, Jiang Lu woke up in a daze and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the children.

It is said to be preparation, but in fact it is just to carry the plate.

Although it is not impossible to keep his fingers dry, Jiang Lu's ability is limited to cooking rice with miscellaneous leftovers. According to the dean's standards, the children in the orphanage are growing up. When it comes to eating well, it must at least be nutritionally balanced.

Even the dogs won't eat the rice he fried, so he could eat it with relish, so naturally he didn't dare to let him cook.

While waiting for the cook to make porridge, he squatted in the toilet to poop and fish.

After going to bed yesterday, the survivor seemed to have sent a few more messages, and it seemed a bit like he wanted to argue with Jiang Lu and delve deeper into the topic.

But Jiang Lu didn't intend to get entangled with him.

Drawing the opponent into his own domain and then using his own logic to defeat the opponent is a trick he has long used, and of course he will not be fooled.

Jiang Lu has always been a person who talks about things as they happen.

Even if the other party is the first-generation exorcist, judging from his posts, his status is definitely not simple, but he is still fearless.

The original exorcist is so inferior to an old guy, how can you still outlast me?
Competing skills with newcomers and strength with old people, this is the way of being strong that he has practiced for two lifetimes!
By the time he returned to the restaurant, the children had already eaten.

The uncle cook was furious: "Still fishing! Still fishing! Did you know I came out after I divided the breakfast?!"

Jiang Lu sighed: "There is no way, I can't stop pinching, I can't stop pinching at all."

The uncle cook was used to it. Although he looked unkind, he still held the spoon and pointed to the plate in the corner: "Yours, eat it quickly."

"Oh." Jiang Lu picked up the dinner plate and took a look at it, and said in surprise: "Where is my coriander?"

“You also need coriander when you drink porridge?”

"hold head high."

"Take it." The uncle cook casually grabbed a handful of coriander and threw it into Jiang Lu's porridge.

Jiang Lu was satisfied and turned around to leave: "I won't do this next time."

The uncle cook's eyelids twitched, he picked up the rag on the chopping board and threw it over.

"I won't let you follow suit!"

Although Jiang Lu's agility was only twelve points, it was enough for him to react and dodge.

But it didn't matter if he dodged like this, the rag flew out after wiping his scalp, and happened to hit the bowl of a child who was eating.

After Jiang Lu saw who the child was, he gloated and turned to look at the cook: "Uncle, you won the big prize."

Before the uncle cook had time to take a closer look, he heard a heartbreaking cry.

"Xiao Xiaotian?"

He took off his hat tremblingly, came to the window where he was cooking, put his hands on the window sill, and anxiously explained to the crying child: "Xiaotian, please stop crying, I will cook it for you." One portion!”

But the three-year-old child named Xiaotian didn't listen at all. He cried loudly and fell to the ground, waving his hands and kicking his legs. It seemed that he was not getting better.

It didn't matter that he cried. The other children were also infected by his crying. Except for some older children sitting on the edge who watched helplessly, all the other four or five-year-old children cried together.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel shocked."

Jiang Lu sighed while scooping porridge with a spoon and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Shocking your uncle!" The uncle cook yelled: "Hurry up and think of a solution!"

"What can I do, but I can't stop him?" Jiang Lu shrugged helplessly.

Xiaotian is a famous crybaby in the orphanage, and his crying seems to have some magic power. Every time he cries, other children similar to him will cry too, and eventually it will turn into a one-hour chorus. It ends with Xiaotian crying and fainting.

Jiang Lu called this phenomenon "You disturbed the Witch" and listed it as one of the ten strange stories about the rules of the orphanage.

The bursts of ghostly cries and howls in the restaurant finally attracted the dean and Aunt Zhang, who was still recovering from illness.

"what happened?"

The dean thought that there was another resentful spirit, so he hurried downstairs, and then he felt a headache.

Good news: It's not a wraith.

Bad news: It's even harder to do.

Aunt Zhang stepped forward distressedly and hugged Xiaotian. While patting his back gently, she asked Jiang Lu who was watching the excitement: "What happened?"

Jiang Lu pointed at the cook: "He threw the rag into Xiaotian's bowl, and the porridge splashed all over his face."

"No! Wait a minute!" The uncle cook hurriedly defended: "I wanted to throw Jiang Lu, but this kid dodged!"

"Yes, it cannot be considered intentional. It is a negligence. It is recommended that he be given a lighter sentence." Justice Jiang Lu gave trial suggestions.

The uncle cook's mouth twitched: "Shut up!"

The dean glared at Jiang Lu fiercely. He didn't believe that the uncle cook would throw a rag at him for no reason. Based on his understanding of Jiang Lu, the latter must have done something unscrupulous.

But it's useless to say all this now. Once Xiaotian is disturbed, he will definitely cry until he has no strength to stop.

"This is how to do ah"

Aunt Zhang found out the whole story and wanted to say a few words to Jiang Lu, but felt that now was not the time, so she could only comfort Xiaotian softly: "Xiaotian, be good, don't cry anymore, don't cry."

But if he can recover in this way, then Xiaotian will not be listed as a strange story by Jiang Lu.

Sure enough, the more Aunt Zhang persuaded him, the harder he cried.

The dean violently rubbed the Tianying point on the bridge of his nose, and his brain was about to burst from the noise.Looking at Aunt Zhang who looked tired and the dean who was getting anxious, Jiang Lu felt that he should do something.

"Okay, stop crying."

Jiang Lu gently reached out and rubbed Xiaotian's head.

His movements were definitely not gentle, and compared to Aunt Zhang, they could even be said to be a bit fussy.

"Don't make trouble."

Aunt Zhang took his hand away and complained.

But Jiang Lu was still minding his own business and said to Xiaotian: "I know you are wronged now, but crying can't solve any problems."

"Come on." The dean persuaded with a headache: "He is still a child, what do you think he can understand?"

"Incorrect."

Jiang Lu shook his head firmly: "He is only a child now, but when he has someone to protect, he will be a man."

The dean's face turned pale.

Such a young child can't even protect the wet sheets, so how can he protect others?

"I ask you."

Jiang Lu wiped the tears on Xiaotian's face, secretly activated the [Savior Bracelet], and asked seriously: "Who brings you food every day?"

Xiaotian is still crying.

"say!"

Perhaps Xiaotian was frightened by Jiang Lu, so he cried so much that his voice became quieter, and then pointed at Jiang Lu.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Who puts you to bed every night?"

"Woo. You."

"Who helped you get the toys from the heights?"

"you"

"who is it.?"

"you!"

During the questions and answers, Xiaotian's answering voice gradually became louder and his crying gradually became weaker.

"So, if I take care of you like this now, shouldn't you do the same when I get old?" Jiang Lu said in a long voice, guiding Xiaotian.

"I should take care of you too!"

"Tell me now, can you take care of me if you cry?"

"No."

"Then do you have to be strong?"

"Yes!"

"So you want to be a man who doesn't cry, right?"

"Correct!"

"Okay, now read after me."

Jiang Lu picked him up from the dazed Aunt Zhang's arms, put him on the ground, and then taught him how to salute, while chanting: "Strive with iron and blood, forge your will!"

"Fight with iron and blood, forge your will!"

"Work together and win the battle!"

"Work together and win the battle!"

"Go forward bravely, without fear!"

"Go forward bravely, without fear!"

"Be strict with yourself and protect your home and country!"

"Be strict with yourself and protect your home and country!"

“Keep moving forward and achieve brilliant results!”

“Keep moving forward and achieve brilliant results!”

He said one sentence and Xiaotian repeated it.

Looking at Xiaotian, whose eyes gradually became firmer, the dean's expression gradually changed from confusion to surprise, and then from surprise to fear as if he had seen a ghost.

"Okay!" Jiang Lu saluted Xiaotian, and then stretched out his hand: "Once a soldier, a lifelong soldier, welcome home the veterans of Langya Camp!"

Xiaotian was so excited that he grabbed Jiang Lu's hand and shook it with all his strength.

"Are you really not going to cry anymore?" The expression on the uncle cook's face was a bit abstract.

Xiaotian stood up straight and solemnly swore in a childish voice: "The King of Soldiers bleeds without shedding tears! Gao Tian, ​​a veteran of Langya Camp, will always support brother Jiang Lu!"

(End of this chapter)