Today, when human civilization has developed to such a strong point, the wild is still a paradise for wild Pokémon, unless it is a trainer with powerful Pokémon under his command, and for ordinary people, the wild is still a forbidden zone for life.

"Okay, go, Pokémon Ball!"

Take out the elf ball that has been prepared from your pocket, and the good man threw it at the unconscious Bobo on the forest road with his movements that he had practiced for countless times.

"Huh~"

He let out a heavy breath. The beloved man, who usually acts very mature and steady in his parents' eyes, also showed a look of nervousness and trepidation on his face at this moment.

"Don't worry, the success rate of subjugation of wild Pokémon that loses combat ability is very high."

He rubbed his handsome man's short brown hair with his big hands. Mumu Yiren grinned and comforted him with a silly smile. He seemed to him that he had never cried or made trouble since he was a child.

Only when the benefactor stared at the shaking elf ball with a nervous look on his face, he felt that his son was really just a 13-year-old boy. In terms of his longing for Pokémon, the benefactor was like other children, even... even... even more so.

"Du-Du-Cheng-"

"Huh... it succeeded."

The elf ball shook violently twice, and finally made a pleasant sound. The good man touched his chest, and the hanging heart finally landed. From now on, he will have his own Pokémon.

"I've conquered Bobo!"

Picking up the elf ball on the ground, the cold feeling in the past was a little more warm than the previous one, which made the benevolent person feel very at ease. He was very satisfied with a scissor hand in the middle. The benevolent person holding the elf ball was already smiling on his face.

"Since Bobo has been subdued, let's go back soon. Your mother has probably returned from buying vegetables. You have to take Bobo to the Pokémon Center later and ask Miss Joey to help treat the injury." Mumu Yiren said with a smile.

"good."

I don’t know if it was because of successfully conquering Bobo, but the road back seemed to be easier. Looking through the forest, looking at the sun to find the right direction, the father and son soon left the forest, got into the somewhat old jeep, and rushed to Nanchao’s house.

"School starts in two months. Do you want my dad? I'll take you to Jinhuang Intermediate School for a look?"

Another cigarette was lit. This world with a beautiful and pure life span of over 100 people, as if there was no concept of smoking being harmful to health. Hearing my father's words, the good man's eyes moved away from the elf ball in his hand, and looked at his father's bearded side face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"No need, I will help Bobo improve his strength in the past two months, and I have found a part-time job."

After thinking about it, my good man refused his father's kindness. Rainbow City is not far from Golden City. There is a high-speed rail between the two cities, and it takes more than 20 minutes to arrive.

He just graduated from Rainbow Junior School and has now obtained his own Pokémon. Compared to going to Golden City to see the school, he feels that it is most important to exchange emotions with Bobo and improve the tacit understanding through some basic training.

"Okay, since you say that, then forget it, after all, you have had your own ideas since childhood."

Mumu Yiren spitted a smoke ring and turned his head to look at the benevolent man. A small loss flashed in the middle-aged strong man's eyes. Just as he said, the benevolent man has been very independent since he was a child and is very sensible and does not worry about it.

However, it would be better to say that he is sensible than to say that his good man is a bit indifferent. When the other two children in the family wanted to buy something when they were young, they were crying and making noise, jumping up and down. Although it was very noisy, it also made him feel the feeling of his father raising his children.

But good people are different. They have never talked much since childhood, nor have they clamored to buy snacks and toys. They usually ask to take him to the library to read books. Even if they sometimes want to buy something, they just use their fingers and then stare at him without turning their eyes.

Even if he deliberately didn't buy it and wanted to tease him, the good man wouldn't cry. But in the next few days, he would only put the cigarettes on the cabinet and could only go out in the garbage can every time.

A father who is determined to enhance his relationship with his children has encountered a son who is indifferent and has been repeatedly frustrated. Could it be that a father and son in this life? He was really an enemy in his previous life.

If the benefactor knew what Mu Mu Yi was thinking at this moment, he would definitely say that the two of them had a grudge in their previous life, but had a grudge in their entire life.

The soul traveled through time and was thrown into the womb. As soon as it was born from my mother's stomach, she looked around with her eyes open for a while because she didn't cry or make a fuss. Then, her cheap dad slapped her twice in the butt. If this was not considered a grudge, then what was considered a grudge.

"Have you found another part-time job? What are you doing this time? Are you still a librarian?" Shaking his head and putting aside the messy thoughts in his heart, looking straight ahead, and asked while driving Mumuyi.

"Yes." The good man replied, as if he had answered.

"You guy, you have read books for so many years, and you haven't finished reading the books in the Rainbow City Library!" Hearing the good man's answer, Mu Mu Yi Ren couldn't help but feel funny.

In order to hear the boy call him dad, he used to pay the good man like a little ancestor, and lie on the ground and let the good man ride a horse. From the age of four, he took some time every day to take the good man to his favorite Rainbow City Library to accompany him to read books.

For a rough man who can't read a few words, who can't smoke or speak loudly, it seems to him as a prison. No, prisons are more interesting than libraries.

The most important thing is to please this little ancestor, Mu Muyi had to pretend to share his love with him, and slowly followed him with a book. Fortunately, his hard work pays off. On the morning when the benevolent man was seven years old, he finally called him "Dad".

Mumu Yiren can't forget that day, that sunny morning with clear sky and sunny weather.

"How many books can be read, and you will forget them after reading them. It doesn't hurt to read them more, let alone a salary of 15 yuan per hour."

This time, the father and son had a close relationship. In Mumu Yiren recalled the hard years of spending time with his good man in the library, and the good man also remembered that wonderful time. In his mind, his father was in a cheap position and stood still in the library, like a child with ADHD. Now he thinks it is funny.

He still remembers the first time he called Mumu Yiren's father. It was the morning when he went to Rainbow City Junior School to go to school. That day, there was lightning and thunder outside, and the wind and rain...

“Hululu…”

"Mom, I'm back."
Chapter completed!