Became a vicious male mother

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Li Hetai was sleeping restlessly on the bed, his face flushed.

Gu Xinglan touched the boy's forehead; it wasn't hot, and was even a little cold.

"Li Hetai, are you feeling unwell?"

The sound was like a hook piercing the person on the bed.

Touching the warmth in his palm, Li Hetai followed that warmth and slowly wrapped his arm around Gu Xinglan's.

"Don't go," Li Hetai murmured sadly.

Does this look like it's suffering from acclimatization issues?

He sat on the edge of the bed and gently patted Li Hetai's back a few times.

The boy's back muscles were taut, like a leopard poised to pounce, and his calloused hands gripped his arm tightly, rough and cold.

"Pediatricians are hard to find," the person at the door said. "You don't have medical insurance here, so it'll be very expensive to see a doctor."

This has nothing to do with money.

"I'll go right now."

"It's not open." Klifen shook his head. "The hospital's opening hours are eight o'clock."

When Li Hetai was picked up to have his body temperature taken.

With his face directly facing him, Kriffin at the doorway paused slightly in surprise.

Is the child glaring at him?

With a beaming smile, Kriffin took out chewing gum from his pocket.

But those dark eyes kept staring at him.

Clifton's smile faded slowly as he put away the candy box.

"Gu Xinglan".

Hearing someone call his name from behind, Gu Xinglan turned his head.

"How about we smear some horse manure on the kids? Since they're not used to it, let's get some horse manure so they can experience it beforehand. There's no shortage of horse manure here."

"..." Gu Xinglan frowned.

If you're experiencing water and soil incompatibility, you should at least drink some local water. Why would someone smear horse manure on you?

Suddenly, Li Hetai tightened his grip on her neck.

He looked at the person in his arms with a puzzled expression.

Li Hetai's eyes were cold as he met his gaze indifferently.

It's been a long time since I've seen that look in his eyes. The familiar feeling is back. It's obvious that Lai Ho Tai is expressing his dissatisfaction.

When someone is in a bad mood, they tend to look at others with a cold eye.

So, with just a few words, Gu Xinglan coaxed Clifton outside.

As the door closed, the man's smile suddenly froze.

Is this kicking him out? Is this kicking him out?!

-

The sunrise here is no different from that in Wushui, with the same radiant golden light and the same layers of clouds. The only difference is that you can hear the sound of horses' hooves, unfamiliar conversations, bursts of laughter, and the crisp sound of toasts from downstairs.

When Gu Xinglan brought over breakfast, she saw Li Hetai sitting in a chair reading a book.

The book cover features a rugged man leading a huge brown horse, with large English text across the middle; it's a book that came with the room.

"Here you go, I bought this for breakfast."

Kentucky hot browns are toast topped with various meats, red tomatoes, and unidentified green vegetables. The cheese flavor is very strong. If you didn't see what it looked like, you would never be able to tell if it was cheese or toast.

"I asked the front desk to recommend breakfast, and to be on the safe side, I also bought two servings of steamed buns from the Chinese restaurant."

I ate three bites of toast, and each bite was more greasy than the last.

After taking a bite of half a piece, he raised his eyelids and tentatively glanced at Li Hetai across from him.

Li Hetai only ate half a bite, focusing solely on his book.

This person clearly has a huge appetite.

"As expected, the taste isn't quite right for me," Gu Xinglan said with a smile.

As for the two steamed buns, they were packaged in a box, like French fries, with four buns inside, and they weren't very big.

The moment he took a bite, the curry flavor shot straight to the top of his head.

"This...is this really Chinese food?"

Gu Xinglan glanced at the filling with a strange look. There was very little chicken, but plenty of curry.

Two knocks.

“It’s me!” Clifton knocked twice.

The door opened a crack, revealing half of a beautiful Eastern face.

He quickly raised his hand and waved the contents of the bag in front of Gu Xinglan.

"It will definitely suit your taste!"

As soon as the bag was opened, Gu Xinglan was attracted by the fragrance.

It's fried rice, but sandwiched inside a steamed bun, topped with fragrant chunks of braised meat.

"I didn't let them put in ketchup."

Ketchup? That's a culinary disaster! Gu Xinglan gave a thumbs up and said sincerely, "Thank you."

This time it finally suited my taste. The braised pork was authentic, the steamed buns were fragrant, and the fried rice was absolutely amazing.

He devoured most of it in a few bites.

Clifton only brought two steamed buns. He took one, but left the other untouched.

Li and Tai didn't even glance at him, and continued eating the slice of toast without changing their expression.

"Li Hetai, try this." Gu Xinglan swallowed what was in her mouth and pushed the intact box over.

The braised meat smells so good, it makes my mouth water.

“If the child doesn’t like it, I’ll eat it instead.” Kriffin smiled at Gu Xinglan and moved the box in front of him.

“Gu Xinglan.” Li Hetai stared at the person opposite him.

Under that unwavering gaze, Gu Xinglan slowly stopped eating.

"Go out in ten minutes and find the training ground."

-

The streets outside don't have the tall buildings of Wushui; the view is wide open, with more stone walls and various bright flowers outside them.

In sparsely populated areas, a group of people gathered together is very conspicuous.

The two finished their meal and went outside. Coincidentally, less than three minutes later, they saw several people carrying cards walking towards them.

It reads: "We want fairness, not discrimination; we want equality and love for one another."

Simple and easy-to-understand words were written on a large white sign, along with various banners and small signs.

When the group saw Gu Xinglan's face, they were stunned for a moment, and then someone from inside immediately ran over.

Are you here to participate in the parade?

"I'm here for tourism," Gu Xinglan replied.

Hearing this, the marchers were somewhat disappointed. When their gaze fell on Li Hetai, they felt a momentary dampness on their backs. They looked at the boy strangely.

The marchers quickly crossed the road and went further afield, their shouts echoing through the sky.

This was just like everyday life; the protesters were doing their own thing, and other passersby were doing their own thing too.

There's a strange sense of distance between us.

Gu Xinglan looked into the distance and suddenly felt a sense of detachment. The deeper he thought about it, the more he felt like an outsider in this world. This was a feeling he had never experienced since he first came to this world.

The nearest horse farm on the map software is tens of kilometers away.

They contacted the horse farm in advance and only went there after receiving confirmation.

But the security guard at the gate said the horse ranch owner went to Alcoholics Anonymous...

The two people, disheveled in the wind, gazed at the vast lawn and the horses that occasionally waved their tails.

Li Hetai tapped his arm with his hand, "Let's go."

At the second horse farm, I was excited to hear them on the phone saying they wanted to come for training, but when I saw them in person, they suddenly turned their backs and refused.

Gu Xinglan tried to explain, but the other party still wouldn't budge.

Lai Ho Tai said he wanted to try the horses, but the racecourse owner wouldn't even let them in the door.

"Get lost, you Asian." After saying that, he gave Gu Xinglan two middle fingers in the face.

The racetrack owner's fingertips glistened in the sunlight, like a switch, and the nearby crowd instantly cheered.

The boos were incessant.

A group of people waved and cheered, carrying various things, whether food or drinks, as if the horse farm owner was some important figure. Even the old man reading the newspaper on the bench had a deep smile on his face.

They were the only outsiders here.

Gu Xinglan's throat tightened, and she couldn't say anything. She could only hold Li Hetai tightly in her arms.