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Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder Chapter 22
A sheep call scared the cow to even stop producing milk. The little cow just licked Little LaBa. The boss, who was unable to either cry or laugh, rescued Little LaBa from the cow's mouth.
But Little LaBa hung on the other's lap and refused to come down. He curled his small mouth and said with tears, "Afraid."
This small appearance was so heartbreaking, the boss poked his chubby cheek and moved his legs feeling the heavy weight on it.
The boss patted his little head lightly, "Quickly come down, don't you want to squeeze milk with your uncle?"
Want……
Little LaBa was a little hesitant.
Qianqian was small but very naughty, with her hands on her hips, she looked at Little LaBa, like an adult, "Little brother, you are very heavy and will crush my uncle."
Little LaBa climbed down from the boss uncle's lap embarrassed, and his little boots sank in as soon as he landed on the floor.
The cow dung was full, and the little guy's face turned red, "Smelly."
It was indeed really smelly inside. There was a thick layer of cow dung on the ground. Although the desire to drink little milk was very strong, when such a huge "little cow" was displayed in front of him, Little LaBa started to panic.
He frantically gesticulated and said, "Uncle, it's not this little cow."
This was too big!
The uncle boss was a little puzzled.
Little LaBa's small hands made a small gesture, "Is there this type of little cow?"
He was talking about his own stuffed toy little cow. In his impression, the little milk is produced by a little cow that was the same size as his own stuffed toy.
The boss laughed in convulsion, "The one you said is a toy cow."
The boss picked up Little LaBa, "Don't be afraid, try touching it."
When Little LaBa's hand was about to touch the little cow, he suddenly retracted. The boss's uncle encouraged him, "Be a little bolder."
It was just touching it a little bit. It won't be dangerous, because the boss knows that the cows he raises are docile, that's why he let Little LaBa feel it personally.
Little LaBa's hand tremblingly touched the little cow, just once and then he retracted.
The uncle boss looked at him, "How is it? It isn't scary, is it?"
Little LaBa thought for a while, the cow didn't bite him, his courage suddenly became higher.
He raised a finger and looked at the uncle eagerly, "One more time, one more time, okay? Baby didn't feel it."
How can the boss be willing to refuse such a cute little guy? He smiled and nodded. Little LaBa this time touched it for a long time, he even touched it for one second.
Big milk cows are the same as small milk cows, they don’t bite! The fear in his heart had already been overcome, no matter how big the little milk cow is, it is always a cute milk cow.
With the help of the uncle boss, all three children have gained a lot. The boss gave them the processed milk. Little LaBa was holding his bucket. In order to relieve the pressure, he embraced it with both hands and even held it with his belly.
On the way back, Jiang Fang felt that with this posture, his body would be all sore by tomorrow. Jiang Fang turned his head and looked at him, "How about let me help you hold it."
Little LaBa shook his head, "I hold it myself."
At the door of the farmhouse, Wei Xue watched Qianqian go in. Little LaBa couldn't wait. He wanted to know what the freshest little milk tasted like.
As soon as they got home, a smell of rice came from the house. Feng Shixia and Feng Hao had already gotten up and they made breakfast.
Little LaBa was finally able to put down his little milk bucket, he patted the little bucket and proudly raised his head and said, "This is Baby's."
He was declaring sovereignty, after he finished speaking, he even snorted to increase his aura. He wanted to see if there were any people who were ill-intentioned towards his little milk.
Feng Shixia rubbed his little brother's head, "Don't worry, it's all yours."
Only he loved to drink milk so much, no one would rob him.
Little LaBa was in a good mood, just when he was about to enjoy the little milk with breakfast, his father called.
In the video, Feng Tingyun had already arrived at the company. Looking at the sumptuous breakfast opposite, the coffee in his hand felt no longer fragrant.
Feng Tingyun regretted a little to have made the call, receiving a critical hit in the early morning.
Wei Xue was helping everyone share the breakfast, the mobile phone fell into Little LaBa's hands.
Looking at his younger son, Feng Tingyun felt very sad inside, he had never looked at him directly! Although his hands were holding the phone, Little LaBa' eyes were fixed on the little milk.
Feng Tingyun vowed to regain his son's heart. He smiled like a flower and tried very hard to attract Little LaBa's attention, "Baby, did you miss Daddy?"
Although they separated only yesterday, Feng Tingyun had already begun to miss his wife and sons. He felt that he really wasn't a strong person.
Little LaBa's attention returned for a short while, he tilted his head and thought, "Didn't ah."
Daddy was just on the phone, Baby had already seen him, so he didn't miss.
Feng Tingyun's heart was stabbed, he comforted himself silently, it didn't matter, the old father was the strongest.
"Baby got up so early today." Feng Tingyun tried his best to find the topic.
Speaking of this, Little LaBa was instantly excited, and he waved happily. On Feng Tingyun's screen, only blurry images could be seen and the milky voice of the baby, "Baby had gone to see the little milk cow today."
Feng Tingyun's heart was stabbed again. Listening to this tone, he was happier to see the little milk cow than he was to see him. Feng Tingyun's heart was cold, a person was not as good as a cow.
Little LaBa eloquently told his father about the little milk cow, and it didn't end until the assistant came to urge Feng Tingyun to hold the morning meeting.
Little LaBa hadn't given the full expression yet. He still hadn't finished talking about the little milk cow, but the screen over there was already black. He returned the phone to his mom, a little dissatisfied, but this dissatisfaction disappeared like clouds when he saw the little milk.
After breakfast, each family member had their own activities. Feng Hao went upstairs to do homework. Wei Xue cooks the soup in the kitchen. The nourishing health soup needs to be simmered for a longer time so that it will taste good.
Feng Shixia, instead, took out the computer again, "Come?"
There was no need to say more, Jiang Fang understood instantly, "Come!"
They boarded on Xia Zhe again, and Little LaBa, who had nothing to do, became a spectator again.
The two people boarded with the alt account. This time Jiang Fang was going to complete an envoy escort mission, and the mission required a number of people.
Jiang Fang and Feng Shixia joined someone else's team. The captain was a swordswoman. She glanced at the level of the two and was a little dissatisfied. "It was said to need 40-60 levels. Someone really came here thick skinned."
There was no other reason. The other three in the team are all level 60, while Jiang Fang and Feng Shixia are just 40. Feng Shixia was also a bit angry, although high-levels would indeed dislike low-levels for dragging them down, but when the requirements were issued, they didn't make it mandatory to have level 60. Now they have become thick skinned people.
He was about to quit the team furiously, but the captain had already pressed start, and Feng Shixia was forced to follow her.
He had already come, Feng Shixia could only endure it. He wouldn't deliberately do anything to mess things up. He just held back and wanted them to see how good he was.
The envoy escort mission was to escort the court's disaster relief funds to the prefect lord.
There were three waves of robbers on the road, and the most powerful one was Boss Long, who made two strikes.
The swordswoman was a close fighter, and there was a nurse in the team who specialized in nursing the swordswoman. The other one was a wudang like Feng Shixia. There were two knights, two wudang and one nurse in the team.
Jiang Fang and Captain swordswoman were close range attackers, and the two wudang were long range attackers.
The swordswoman didn't expect much from the two joined people in the first place, the nanny nursed her the whole time, without considering Jiang Fang.
Boss Long was more difficult to fight going toward the end, many people were killed by a Boss Long hanged on a line of blood.
Because Boss Long was a bit weird that after losing too much blood he will start to strengthen, Jiang Fang suggested to the team that everyone can control Boss Long blood in a stable state, and then finally focus on a wave of attacks.
But as soon as the words were finished, the swordswoman used a combo to beat Boss Long into residual blood and started the strengthening.
The chivalrous woman coquettishly walked to hide behind Jiang Fang, the hatred value of Boss Long was suddenly drawn towards Jiang Fang. He lost half of his blood bar, and the nanny was still nursing a blood-filled swordswoman.
Jiang Fang dodged while taking the medicine, but there was no time to even recover his blood, and he was almost killed several times.
Swordswoman's figure flashed: What are you hiding for, play whac-a-mole? You can't attack, knight?
Jiang Fang will undoubtedly die if he attacks at this time.
Feng Shixia passionately opened the microphone: Did the nanny wear sunglasses to play? Can't see his blood bar?
Nanny and swordswoman seemed to know each other in reality, she reluctantly said: Fight moves are so rubbish, is it useful for me to nurse him?
Feng Shixia's aggressiveness came up all at once, he egged Jiang Fang, "Show them something formidable."
Little LaBa swallowed his saliva, chestnut? Where?
With his little head staring closely at the screen and looking for chestnut, Jiang Fang's character suddenly turned gray and fell on the spot.
Feng Shixia stared at him in surprise, Little LaBa chubby hand trembling raised up from the keyboard, he looked at his big brother with a face full of guilt, "It's... it's it that moved first, it's not Baby's fault."
The Swordswoman on the screen was already going berserk, and fervently opened her microphone: Are you acting? Even in team battles you act?
[Team Voice] Swordswoman-Xie Zhilian: You go hit Boss Long’s axe, are you are fucking sick!
One didn't know if not listening, but once heard it gave a good scare.
The swordswoman is a man?
Feng Shixia was eager for a fight, this being the case, then he wouldn't hold back.
Feng Shi Xia angrily turned on his voice and planned to spout wildly, but Little LaBa opened his mouth first.
[Team Voice] Wudang-your big brother Feng: Sorry, I was wrong, forgive Baby.
Swordswoman's both eyes turned white and almost fainted. This luck! An actor, a kid, just who did he meet!
TRANSLATIONS NOTES:
- Chestnut: Formidable 厉害 lì hài, chestnut 栗子 lì zi
- Are you acting: 你演我？in games it is usually said because of the extremely poor performance of the teammates. Being like an actor and deliberately losing.
- Alt account: 小号 xiao hao means alt account or little trumpet, I don't know what the author wants to say
Translator: Shuang
Editor: Shui
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