Became a vicious male mother

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The truck bed was piled high with all sorts of scrap, shimmering with a mottled metallic luster under the sunlight, like a chaotic little mountain.

The car kept stopping and starting, and the old man's large bunch of keys jingled as he walked. When the sound reached the bottom of the car, Gu Xinglan had to help carry up the cardboard boxes he had collected.

He stood under the light, finished moving his things, looked up, and saw that the white light from the mountain shadow had dwindled to just a thin line.

The scrap truck took a long detour from the city center and is only now getting close to the suburbs.

"Are you hungry?"

He dusted off his hands and sat down next to the child.

No one answered until the car stopped.

Li Hetai remained silent until he got off the bus, at which point he finally looked somewhat alive.

"Auntie, how about I take it all for two yuan and fifty cents?" As evening approached, there were only a few roadside stalls left, and the dishes weren't very appealing. Gu Xinglan got out of the car and headed straight for one of them.

The woman was counting money with her wallet tucked in: "Five yuan, no bargaining."

"piece."

"piece?!"

"They started off with such a vicious attack, and judging from their voices, they're not even regulars. How dare they challenge me like this?" The woman was about to look up and yell at them, but after seeing who it was, she couldn't utter a single word.

"Two yuan and fifty cents, I'll give you two scallions. I don't have a bag, just a hanging rope."

Gu Xinglan accepted the gift and thanked him repeatedly.

"Come on, say hello to Auntie." He smiled and looked at Li Hetai.

The child's calm eyes held a hint of disdain as he stood just across the street from the vegetable stall.

"Your child?" The auntie gestured with her chin, her eyes sharp.

He nodded: "He's a good kid, just doesn't like to talk."

"Good, quiet and well-behaved! Unlike my naughty son, who's always asking for a beating." The aunt laughed, "Give the child these eggs to help him get some nutrition, look how thin he is."

瘦？

That child has muscle underneath his skin.

Gu Xinglan accepted the eggs with a smile, practically uttering "thank you" as a catchphrase.

six o'clock.

Children and dogs were running around everywhere in Xingfu Community.

The dogs barked incessantly at the scent of strangers, especially those with an unfriendly aura. The guard dog, Big Black, came panting as it charged forward, its long fangs bared and saliva spraying everywhere. It even lunged and backed, tearing at Li Hetai's clothes with its teeth.

Li Hetai lowered his eyes, his hands itching to try, his gaze shifting from the black dog's nape to its vulnerable belly.

In just three seconds, this dog will never see the sun rise again.

He glanced at the camera filming the environment, and his arm muscles tensed instantly.

Suddenly, the world spun around, and the things in my vision abruptly decreased. My nose brushed against someone's neck, leaving only that person's unique fragrance.

Li Hetai's face tightened, and he glared at the person who was holding him.

The disbelief in her eyes seemed to be warning someone, but how could Gu Xinglan not see it? She even had the energy to lift the child in her arms.

"Are you afraid of dogs? You're a precious gem now, don't let a dog bite you."

The dog kept barking as he spoke. Gu Xinglan gave the person in his arms a look to calm down, cleared his throat, and suddenly barked loudly at the black dog at his feet. The sound was deep and powerful, which immediately scared the big black dog into a small black dog. Its tail was tucked into its buttocks, its eyes became round, bright, and clear, and its face became cute.

Seeing this, he looked smugly at the child he was holding in his arms, only to find the child looking completely speechless.

"It doesn't recognize you. I'll buy you some sausages later, and you can bribe it a few times before it becomes obedient." Gu Xinglan laughed, her eyes curving into slits.

The two walked back to the rented room in this posture.

As soon as they went upstairs, the people in the communal kitchen looked at the unfamiliar child and Gu Xinglan with disdain and hid in their rooms as if they were avoiding a plague.

He is still suspected of being a mobile pathogen in the building.

Gu Xinglan sighed and said sadly, "I'm not popular here. You'll suffer if you follow me. If you're bullied, I'll go to their house and make a scene, or even threaten to hang myself, to make sure you're safe."

The person in his arms had reached the limit of patience, and now looked at him with hostility.

Li Hetai turned to look behind him. The cameraman behind him hadn't followed yet. He raised his eyes and said, "Have you finished pretending? Shut up."

"..."

Gu Xinglan was in high spirits when Li Hetai stared at her, and her interest in teasing the child vanished instantly.

“I’m serious. We’re partners now, right? We’re on the same side.”

He patted the child on the back, and his neck stung for a moment.

It's a fingernail.

This child knows exactly where the major artery is.

He froze instantly.

The child she was holding was not a normal child.

Now, Gu Xinglan completely regained her serious demeanor, took the microphone down, and said solemnly, "If you don't want to ruin your father's plan, you'd better cooperate with me."

The person in his arms gave him a mocking look.

But her hand grabbed his collar again.

The benefit of this program is that it slowed down the rate of his survival, allowing him to rest and recuperate during this time.

There's no need to worry about the risk of being trafficked or kidnapped; the Li family will take care of that for him.

Thinking of this, Gu Xinglan smiled contentedly.

He also carried two books with him, so he could read or listen to music in the evenings when he wasn't filming.

The more he thought about it, the more satisfied he became with Li Hetai.

If only this were a child who never grew up...

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Night falls.

On the table were shredded pork with chives, braised tofu with minced pork, and pan-fried dumplings, all brightly colored and incredibly fragrant.

My cooking skills are getting better and better, and now I even have self-awareness, so I no longer have to completely hand over my body to the skill card.

Gu Xinglan ladled out a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Li Hetai.

The yellow lights on the ceiling were slightly mottled, and some corners of the walls were gray. The place was narrow and messy, and the green plants were also growing in a mess, with no aesthetic appeal whatsoever.

Li Hetai endured the lingering smell of cooking oil around him.

I have never felt so bad.

It could be the smell of blood, the smell of smoke, or even the smell of gunpowder, but this kind of greasy smell would only make him more and more irritable.

"I don't want to eat." Li Hetai suppressed the coldness in his throat.

“Eating is what good children do; you can’t not eat.” Gu Xinglan objected and moved the food in front of Li Hetai.

"This is your first day here, and it's probably... the most lavish meal you've ever had." The person speaking seemed a little embarrassed, looking shyly at the person opposite, appearing extremely awkward.

"You've lived for over twenty years and can't even afford a meal. What kind of person are you? You should get out of Wushui as soon as possible. This... is not a place for you to live." Li Hetai stood up and glared at someone with undiminished arrogance.

This kid! Even if it's for a TV show, what he said was so hurtful. I just ate his steak yesterday!

Gu Xinglan faced the camera and looked back: "Really? I will work hard. After all, you still have to live here with me. I can't let President Li's child suffer, can I?"

After saying that, Li Hetai got up and left the living room, heading into his room with a "bang".

The original owner's rented room was really small; even after renovation, it only had one bedroom at most.

The small wooden table suddenly felt extremely lonely.

He slowly pulled out a few tissues and sat down to wipe away his tears.

"Let's start the interview now..." Gu Xinglan looked at the camera with red eyes.

A script was handed to the table by the cameraman.

First question: What was your first impression of the child?