Chapter 923： Mary Goddess (13)

Rong Huang smiled at Shang Zongyu's hopeful black eyes, Baozi's face was soft and tender, he opened his mouth and wailed, bit the small piece of bread, smashed it, smashed it, and swallowed it down.

"Good time!"

Rong Huang licked his lips, holding Zong Yu's thin fingers and acting coquettishly, his tone was sticky, as if he had eaten a big pot of honey.

Zong Yu looked at the little girl's cute and well-behaved appearance, and couldn't help but laughed, "Just like it." He was worried that she didn't like eating.

Zong Yu took a bite of the bread, held a pencil in one hand, and wrote a number in parentheses.

Rong Huang stood tiptoe to read Zong Yan's homework book, scratched his head, her blue hair was tousled by her, like a chicken coop, "Do you have homework at noon?"

Zong Yu grinned and explained softly, "This is homework for the evening, I brought it back to write."

Rong Huang stretched the tone and let out a cry, as if the slender eyelashes of a butterfly wing were gently constricted, "You study hard."

Suddenly thinking of something, Rong Huang shook his head and said, "You have to study hard and become a human duck who will be helpful to society in the future."

When Zong Yu heard this, he was startled for a moment, "Anyone who is helpful to society?"

Rong Huang nodded like garlic, and climbed up Zongzhen's shoulders with his short legs, and the two jiojio swayed, "Yes, you study so well, you will definitely be admitted to a good university in the future, and the future is unlimited."

"When you go to society, you must retain a kind and beautiful heart after you work, and you must believe that there are many beautiful things in this world."

Rong Huangyu spoke earnestly, flickering solemnly, quite a bit of the sense of sight of the head of an MLM organization.

Rong Huang did not forget that the original owner's wish included avoiding Zong Yan's suicide.

As long as you lead Zong Yan on the right path, you won't have to worry about Zong Yan's mental problems in the future, and you will end up with suicide.

Rong Huang broke his thin, short fingers, his voice was soft and pleasant, "By the way, I found your family in the morning."

Zong Yu's grip on the pencil increased, his wrist tremble, and the tip of the pencil made a deep mark on the paper.

The thin paper was scratched by the tip of the pencil, leaving a long, unsightly break.

There was a buzzing in Zong Yu's head, and it took him a long time to utter a few words, "My family?"

Rong Huang nodded his head, "Yes, your father has been looking for you all the time."

There was an incapable light flashing in Zong Yan's eyes, and she wiped the traces on the paper with an eraser, and her lips pressed anxiously.

Rong Huang on Zong Yu's shoulder continued to think, "I believe you will be able to go back soon. By then, Zong Dawei and Han Mei will not be able to eat."

Rong Huang knew that Han Mei and Zong Dawei said it was fake that Zong Hao was picked up from the garbage dump, and Zong Hao was bought by them from a trafficker.

It is against the law to buy and sell people, and the Zong family's husband and wife will surely suffer retribution.

Zong Yu responded, let his mind go with the flow, touched Rong Huang's hair, and whispered, "Don't run around when I am in school, it's not safe."

Rong Huang didn't care, but he nodded obediently, slipped off Zong Yan's shoulder, and landed on Zong Yan's spread hand.

Zong Yu's hands weren't too big, and Rong Huang was only a little bigger than his. Zong Yu held Rong Huang with ease.

"Zongzong, can I go to school with you?" Rong Huang hugged Zong Yan's thumb, blinking in his dark, wet apricot eyes.

Zong Yu refused Rong Huang's request without even thinking about it, and his thumb was curled up by the little girl's exhaled heat.