cute cub is weak and helpless, does not want to burst into popularity

chapter12

the next day, the morning sun dew.

zhao min, the milk delivery master of guangzheng milk, drove to the blue sky sky orphanage.

in the distant morning light, by the rusty blue-painted iron door, stood a small figure, and next to it was a docile dog.

a small white t-shirt, brown sackcloth trousers, one hand climbing the railing, the other on the head of the shiba inu.

zhao min, who was originally humming with the on-board music, noticed that after noticing, he couldn't help but stare, and then the smile on his face slowly spread.

i thought that yesterday i just talked casually, but i didn't expect that this child actually came to wait for himself!

zhao min turned off the music and couldn't help but sit up straight.

after waiting for the stop, he poked his head out of the car window for the first time and waved at the little cute baby in front of him: "are you up so early?"

xiao lotus nodded obediently, "uncle early!" when he woke

up, he finished washing and told his grandfather to wait for the worker's uncle.

he pulled open the iron door and stepped out, observing his uncle's movements.

zhao min opened the trunk and took out a handful of milk.

he hesitated to put it in the milk carton: "otherwise, i'll send it straight in for you."

xiao lotus shook her head: "no, uncle put it in the small house." he wanted

to try the feeling of opening a small house with a key to get milk, it must be fun.

there was a ten-year-old girl in zhao min's family, and knowing that children of three or four years old were playing with their hearts, they said, "well, uncle put you in." the

fresh milk boxes are all paper, and i am not afraid of children holding them and breaking them.

little lotus watched her uncle put in the milk carton and a bundle of straws, and the two small milk cartons were stuffed with satisfaction.

zhao min looked at him and rubbed his little head, "what's your name?" the

more i look at it, the more likable it becomes, and my personality is very smooth.

"little lotus." xiao lotus bent his eyebrows and smiled at his uncle.

at this moment, grandpa chen walked out of the courtyard quickly, and when he saw zhao min, he said, "hello, hello, it's so early and hard for you." zhao min

smiled, "you're welcome, this is my job." he waved at xiao lotus, "i'm leaving, don't get up so early tomorrow, the little children will sleep more." "

hmmm!" xiao lotus nodded, waved his hand, and watched the car whistle away.

as soon as he looked up, he smiled mysteriously at grandpa, took a small key out of the pocket of his linen trousers, shook it in front of grandpa, and happily opened the milk carton.

two boxes of milk!

splendid!

grandpa chen saw that his small upper body was about to pounce on the box and asked, "grandpa give it to you?"

xiao lotus fumbled and hugged the two milk boxes, and shook his head vigorously: "no, xiao lotus takes it."

grandpa

chen said, "that's also true, xiao lotus, you go slowly, don't worry, your brother and sister are still brushing their teeth and washing their faces." iin