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Chapter 3417 dumplings(2/3)

Since one time, his parents who were waiting for his home to fall asleep at the door, they caught a cold and went to the hospital to hang several bottles of salt water...

My parents, who were scolded by grandparents, gave him a key to the home.

I don't know if it's his illusion...

It seems that after he has the key to the house...

It's getting late when my parents come home.

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He rarely sees bright lights and steaming food when he goes home.

This time, too.

Looking at the dark house, the little boy suddenly felt very wronged.

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"Pu ~"

The lights in the room were on.

The deserted atmosphere became more and more intense.

The little boy suddenly realized a fact...

His previous entanglement was not necessary at all.

How did he forget...

He may not be able to see his parents when he goes home.

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The little boy sniffed hard.

Rubbed his eyes again.

He didn't even put down his schoolbag, and he shrank on the sofa in the living room and was stunned.

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The little boy's stomach has been moaning several times.

He raised his eyes slowly.

The big wall clock on the wall shows that it is already quite late.

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The little boy finally moved.

But because she sat for a long time, the little boy's feet became a little weak when he got up.

He hurriedly held the coffee table in front of him.

But his knee hit.

The coffee table rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound.

He frowned fiercely.

Because of the sharp sound of the movement of the coffee table.

It was also because of the severe pain caused by the knee hitting the coffee table.

The corners of his eyes turned red in an instant.

Tears also blew out of the corners of the eyes.

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It took a while before the pain on the knee gradually dissipated.

The little boy's tears fell down.

Drop by drop...

It fell on the coffee table and splashed small splashes of water.

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After crying for a while, the little boy reached out and wiped his eyes.

Hiss ~

I don’t know if it’s because of the reason for crying too much, but the little boy felt a little hurt in his eyes.

He raised his foot and walked a few steps.

Then turn back.

He threw his schoolbag onto the sofa.

This time, without looking back, he walked to the kitchen with a sprint.

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He covered his face with a towel dipped in hot water.

The slightly hot temperature ironed his eyes.

He stood there with a towel on his face for a while.

He didn't take off the towel until the heat of the towel stopped.

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Mom and Dad still haven't come back.

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The little boy took a deep breath.

He hung up his towel.

I opened the refrigerator with a familiarity and took out a pack of dumplings from the quick-freezer.

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Soon, a bowl of dumplings was released.

The little boy carefully held the bowl containing dumplings onto the dining table.

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The dumplings taste average.

The little boy always cannot master the timing of the dumplings being cooked well.

The dumplings he cooked were either not soft and had a floury smell, or the skin and filling were mixed.

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The little boy packed everything and returned to the living room.

He turned on the TV.

He completed all the homework at school.

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It's too late now, the cartoon is over.

He changed all the channels from beginning to end several times.

I found no program that was too interested.

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The little boy returned to his room.

He found that it was almost time to go to bed.

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He took out his test paper from his schoolbag.

After thinking about it, he put the test paper on the bedside table in his parents' room.

A sticky note was also left.

It explains that the teacher requires parents to sign the test paper.

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When he woke up the next day, the little boy subconsciously raised his ears.

Seeing that he had not heard anything, his somewhat chaotic brain suddenly seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water.

He got up anxiously.

The slippers were not enough to wear, and the person had already run out.
To be continued...
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