Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

Chapter 38 Encountering a Robbery

As time went by, with one being eager to learn and the other being a good teacher, Anxixi continued to improve.

Zhou Xiaobai boasted that he was a good teacher—now Wang Shuzhen had dumped all the teaching work on him.

On the first day of winter vacation, the children at the orphanage were so happy they were practically dizzy, and insisted that Zhou Xiaobai stay overnight.

Anxi missed her mother. Although they saw each other every day, she decided to go home after staying in the virtual space for half a month.

Zhou Wenqiong went to film a movie yesterday and won't be back until before the New Year. Zhou Xiaobai feels empty inside.

Anxixi said she would take him shopping tomorrow, and she wanted to eat barbecue.

During this time, she saved up a lot of money in secret, her "little treasury" was full, with hundreds of dollars, although half of it belonged to Zhou Xiaobai.

As a child without money or power, Zhou Xiaobai could only live off his wife.

He stared blankly at the moonlight outside the window for a while, humming to himself, "I am a little bird, how can I fly, I can't fly high..." As he hummed the song, Zhou Xiaobai slowly drifted off to sleep.

It's a bit cold today, and the weather is gloomy; it looks like it's going to snow soon.

At 5 p.m., Zhou Xiaobai went out and arrived at their meeting point.

From afar, you can see An Qianqian waving. She is dressed in a colorful outfit, wearing a multicolored cotton-padded jacket, red and blue striped green cotton-padded pants, and white sneakers covered in mud. Her hair is disheveled.

Ugh!

This outfit is just awful, I'm speechless.

Zhou Xiaobai was dressed lightly. He was in good health and not afraid of the cold. If he wasn't worried about causing a stir, he would have been fine wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

"Little brother, you're so slow, you're like an old man," An Qianqian complained, pulling Zhou Xiaobai's hand.

"You're early," Zhou Xiaobai replied, glancing at the clock in the roadside shop.

"Come with me, let's go take a look over there first," Anxixi said, pointing to the jewelry shop in front of them.

Once inside the store, An Qianqian browsed through the selections, choosing a few hair clips and hair ties before asking Zhou Xiaobai, "Which one do you think looks best?"

Zhou Xiaobai was indifferent to these things; he couldn't distinguish between beauty and ugliness, but he knew how to tie his hair.

Now, Zhou Xiaobai naturally picked out a rubber band with a butterfly on it from An Qianqian's hand, put it on her wrist, and then consciously started braiding her hair.

Soon, a neat braid was created. There was no rubber band at the base of the hair; it was only tied at the ends with a butterfly rubber band.

Fair skin, a swan-like neck, and an irresistibly chubby, round face.

This brightly colored floral jacket really dragged down her overall look.

Zhou Xiaobai complained that Liu Xiaoli didn't know how to choose clothes for An Qianqian. He said that after the album sold, he would be rich and would buy new clothes for Qianqian every day. He would also buy a big floral jacket for Liu Xiaoli to wear and give her a memorable moment.

They had already discussed the money from selling the records; it was their personal savings and the start-up capital for developing their longevity business.

According to Anxi, she earned this money by shouting herself hoarse, and she couldn't let outsiders benefit from it. Not even Da Meili; Anxi was even willing to hit herself for this money.

She had even found a hiding place for the money in the space, just waiting for it to be in her hands.

Doesn't she realize that this is Zhou Xiaobai's space, and that she can't hide anything that happens inside from him?

The two turned left and right and came to a small alley where thick smoke billowed and the area was full of barbecue stalls.

Anxi found a wooden table that looked clean and sat down. But while it was clean, the tabletop was full of grooves, accumulated with years of cumin and barbecue sauce.

"Boss, give me 40 skewers of lamb, 2 chicken wings, 1 saury, 4 skewers of enoki mushrooms, 2 skewers of cabbage, medium spicy." Anxiqian put her hands on her hips, tilted her head, and struck a pose of wealth, shouting loudly to the barbecue stall owner in her deep Northeastern voice.

The boss was taken aback when he heard the voice. Two little brats?

She's so pretty and so young. Aren't you worried something might happen if she's not with her family?

He glanced at the group of scruffy-looking young men with blond hair at the next table and felt a chill run down his spine.

Before he could think further, Anxi's call brought him back to reality: "Give me another 20 skewers of spicy beef, medium spicy, no numbing."

The boss was confused again. If you don't add numbing spice to the spicy beef, isn't that the same as before?

Seeing her imposing manner, Zhou Xiaobai wanted to laugh but didn't dare. He turned his head and covered his mouth, saying, "Qianqian, I'll go buy you Wahaha."

An Qianqian pulled out a large wad of colorful money, took out ten yuan and tossed it into Zhou Xiaobai's hand: "Go ahead."

At that moment, the blond-haired guys at the opposite table turned green with envy.

As Zhou Xiaobai turned out of the alley, An Qianqian was about to stuff the money into her pocket when a sharp voice rang in her ears, followed by a hand reaching out to her: "Little girl, lend your brother some money to spend."

The voice was shrill, like a eunuch's, which startled An Qianqian. She quickly clutched the money in her hands, "What are you doing?"

Anxi was young and inexperienced, and she didn't understand.

Brother? Need money?

She stared at the group of blond-haired young men who had gathered around her, sizing them up. "Aren't these my relatives?"

My uncle's family doesn't have these kinds of children either. Could they be abandoned babies from my father's side of the family?

She knew about abandoned babies and child trafficking every day on TV, having spent a lot of time in orphanages.

Just as the blond-haired man was about to shout, the boss stepped between the two and said in a deep voice, "What do you want? Robbery?"

These days, with the law and order in disarray, the younger the blond-haired kids, the less they have any sense of martial ethics.

Normally, the boss wouldn't have bothered with such a thing, but looking at the adorable girl in front of him, he finally felt a pang of pity.

"Get out of here, you want to meddle in other people's business? Don't you want to run this business anymore?" The oldest one, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old with yellow hair, shouted loudly.

"what!"

Anxi was stunned, finally realizing what had happened.

She wasn't nervous at all, as if she were watching a show, and even added fuel to the fire: "How about I give you a penny if you call me 'Grandma'?"

During this time, I learned a lot of martial arts from Zhou Xiaobai in the space.

According to Zhou Xiaobai, in order to achieve longevity and for safety, it is essential to learn some self-protection techniques.

While Anxi wasn't interested in dancing and only learned to sing for the sake of immortality, she was thrilled to learn martial arts.

In that space, she spent even more time practicing martial arts than learning to sing.

This matter was also met with disdain from Zhou Xiaobai.

Anxi said confidently: "We're going to be action stars in the future. How can we film action scenes if we don't know martial arts?"

Zhou Xiaobai thought it made sense and taught it seriously.

Although Anxi is still young, with her hard work and talent, she could easily kick down a sapling and beat up an adult, if not break it.

She'd beaten up plenty of kids, but she'd never beaten up a bunch of skinny blondies. She wasn't afraid of these few at all.

Moreover, Zhou Xiaobai will be back soon; he's a true kung fu master.

The barbecue stall owner, upon hearing this, covered his forehead in speechless disbelief. He had originally intended to bear it and let the financial loss pass him by, but this—

At this moment, the blond-haired boys also realized what was happening. Looking at An Qianqian's excited face, one of the skinny boys roared angrily, "Little brat, are you looking for death?" He slapped An Qianqian.

Anxi stepped back and hurriedly stuffed the money back into her pocket—money was her lifeline; for a little pocket money, she would call her mother "grandma."

In the blink of an eye, she struck a Bruce Lee pose, muttering, "Ah-da!"

Everyone was amused and laughed, then a tall, blond-haired boy slapped his hand down—