Chapter 3 — Raising a Phoenix as a Chicken

Scrub with dishwashing liquid, soak with laundry detergent, even a bottle of shower gel that has expired for 3 years can be used for the kids! For Nac Nac to live this long, she really used her phoenix blood to bravely carry her life!】* *【The important thing is that this mother completely treats Nac Nac like a chicken! Nac Nac is this fat because of his own efforts! Wait, if you think about it carefully, Nac Nac might eat even more luxuriously than her...】* *【Luc Tu Than's expression of sadness and speechlessness was exactly like the rich young master who discovered that his abandoned child was having to eat rice and vegetables in the slums. Top notch!】* 05 Luc Tu Than was silent for a long time. He took out a check from his vest pocket, made a few scratches on the tip of the pen, and brought it in front of me. I bowed my head and looked. It's not done. I'm dizzy from so many zeros. After that, he picked up Khuong Nac Nac and turned to leave. Khuong Nac Nac was stunned for a second, struggled to get out of his arms, flapped her short wings, staggered towards my feet, hugged my ankles, and cried: "I don't want to! I want to be with you! Mom! Mom!" It cried so much that its cilia exploded and its whole body trembled. I squatted down and hugged it, rubbing its furry head with my fingertips, then stood up and pushed the other check back.

“General Luc misunderstood.”

"I called you to say, you should compensate a little for the cost of nurturing the past 4 years. I have no intention of handing over Nuoc Nac to you for the time being."

Khuong Nac Nac in my arms nodded repeatedly, tears streaming down her face: "I only need mom!" This plump chicken was raised by me alone. Although it once burned down 5 of my boarding houses, the speed at which the landlord put me on the blacklist was faster than the previous time. He even struggled in the toilet, splashing dirty water all over the wall. He liked to wear my bowl on his head as a hat. In the end, I just had to dig for rice in the rice cooker, eating like a stray dog. I've wanted to throw it out the door countless times, but no one who raises children has that thought. The day Khuong Nac Nac broke his shell, the first person he saw was me, the first word he called was "Mom". He will crawl under the blanket to warm my feet on nights when I come home late from work. It would flap its short wings and run after me, calling "Mom, run quickly" when I was chased by the urban order. It will use its head to rub my chin when I cry, then clumsily spit out a small fire to comfort me. If even a hair falls out, I still feel pain. How can I sell it? Luc Tu Than stood outside the door, looking at me and Nac Nac who were crying in his arms, his eyelids twitching. After a while, he suddenly said: "Okay."

“Then you and your mother will follow me.”

…… 06 I followed Luc Tu Than to his house. The car drove through rows and rows of tree-lined roads. When entering a manor, Khuong Nac Nac pressed her whole body against the car window, her round eyes staring out like bronze bells. As soon as the car door opened, it jumped out of my hand, its two short legs running quickly, jumping crazily on the grass, its mouth even emitting an excited "cluck cluck" sound. When I'm done, I look even more like a chicken. I felt extremely guilty. The butler came out to greet me and was so surprised that his chin dropped and he couldn't close it for half a day. Luc Tu Than, with an expressionless face, instructed: "Arrange a room for guests."

“Nac Nac and I sleep together okay.”

I hastily interjected.

“At night he often has nightmares, when he wakes up he cries if he doesn't see me.”

The housekeeper froze, his pupils dilated, old tears immediately flowed out.

“Young master… Young master finally has a descendant!”

He was so excited that his voice trembled and he stuttered and asked me: "Is it a young master or a young lady?" What do you usually like to eat? What to prepare? Do you need toys? Are baby cots needed? Is powdered milk needed?