Seeing that he started to play rogues again, Mr. Deng raised his hand and wanted to beat him, but saw him look frightened and aggrieved, and couldn't help but feel funny, "Okay, okay, don't play tricks, come here quickly, you are still causing this task, so I must find you to solve it."

"Ha? It was caused by me?" Xiao Yitian looked innocent, "What can I do if I am such a big little baby?" Even though he said that, he still reached out to take the things from Mr. Deng's hand. After a closer look, he was speechless. Yes, this matter really has something to do with him.

He was in his hand with an application report, which was clearly written in the title: the Ministry of National Defense and the Ministry of Public Security jointly applied for a replacement of uniforms.

The first paragraph of the opening explains the reason for writing this report - the uniform spirit of the Huaxia Preservation Company created by Hu Weiguo is grand and in line with the clothes of our military and police personnel. In order to comprehensively improve the image and temperament of the troops and public security personnel, he applied for a full dress change.

After reading the application report in his hand quickly, Xiao Yitian still didn't understand what Mr. Deng meant. He looked up at him with a smile and couldn't help but touch his nose, "Grandpa Deng, how can I do this task? I don't have the right to make decisions, so I won't listen to anything I say."

Mr. Deng smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand and gestured in front of him, "You can work hard and design the new military uniform and police uniform. Don't refuse. I know that the uniform of the China Protection Company was created by you."

"Uh... OK." Xiao Yitian shrugged, thanks to the fact that he had learned in his previous life, this task might have been really difficult.

"Okay, the task has been explained clearly, so you can rest early. We will continue to set up the dragon gate formation tomorrow." As he said that, Mr. Deng turned around and walked out.

Early the next morning, Xiao Yitian got up as usual, finished tidying up, and opened the door to go outside to exercise, but unexpectedly, someone was already busy in the kitchen on the first floor with the light on.

After thinking about it, he picked up a manuscript paper on the table, tore off a page and wrote a note, placed it on the coffee table in the living room, and then quietly opened the door and left the room.

He took a deep breath. Although the air in Yanjing was not very good, it was better than Yanjing before he was reborn. The fragrance of spring soil mixed with the breeze floated far away. Xiao Yitian closed his eyes slightly, became intoxicated for a moment, and then took a step to start running.

Because he didn't know the road, he didn't dare to run too far. He circled around the small building in Mr. Deng's house as the center. It was about 300 meters in one circle, which was a little smaller than the regular track and field circle, but it was barely enough. When he was running, many early-awaited people nearby looked at him curiously. Occasionally, someone would ask him which child he was. He smiled but didn't answer, pointed at Mr. Deng's house, and then ran away casually when the other party was shocked.

In this way, in a short while, the residents nearby knew that a mysterious little guest had come to Mr. Deng's house.

Xiao Yitian's daily exercise is quantitative, and the long-distance running will not be shorter than 10,000 meters. Therefore, when he ran around the circle to the tenth lap, the nearby guards' eyes began to change. When he ran to the twenty lap, the guards' eyes looked at him like they were looking at prehistoric monsters. When he ran to the thirty lap, the guards' eyes looked at him like they were looking at outsiders. When he ran to the forty lap, the guards' eyes looked at him like they were looking at... Well, he didn't look at him, and after the forty lap, he ran back to Mr. Deng's house.

He reached out and knocked on the door, and the door opened quickly. When Zhuo Qiongying saw that it was him, he quickly reached out and pulled him in.

"Go and wash, don't catch a cold. The spring morning in Yanjing is quite cold. Look at you running and sweat..." Zhuo Qiongying said in a nagging manner. Xiao Yitian was not annoyed at all, but felt very friendly, because his grandmother Quan Juqing always said this.

If you want to be a chief, you can take a bath at any time. After rinsing it quickly, Xiao Yitian changed his clothes. This was what he brought from home and took a small bag to pack it, which was very convenient. Anyway, it will be early summer in another month, so there is no problem with wearing single clothes.

When he went downstairs again, Mr. Deng was already sitting at the dining table. When he saw him going downstairs, he waved to him, "Come on, little kid, come here and have breakfast."

Seeing him coming to sit down, Mr. Deng smiled again, "I heard that you are in good physical condition. You ran more than 10,000 meters early in the morning. It's very awesome!"

Xiao Yitian quickly modestly, "Hey, Grandpa Deng, this is nothing. You know, all the men in Western Shu have been good since ancient times, and this is nothing." In one sentence, he pulled the two of them on the same front line.

Mr. Deng looked at him, nodded, and then eliminated the steaming breakfast. The breakfast at the head of the head was indeed different. Although it was just a simple bowl of white rice porridge, a plate of kimchi, and a plate of small steamed buns, whether it was white rice porridge, kimchi, or small steamed buns, they were all very exquisite and delicious. Xiao Yitian had seen the world in his lifetime, but he never thought that a simple home-cooked breakfast would be as fragrant as this procedure, which made him feel enlarged and almost swallowed the bowl.

Just as he was having fun, a burst of weak footsteps suddenly came upstairs, followed by a tender child voice: "Good morning, grandma. Why did it be so early today... Huh, where did this guy come out?"

Xiao Yitian looked back and saw a little girl with pink and jade walking down the stairs, staring at him with her eyes straight at him. He couldn't help but feel depressed. What does it mean to appear? Could it be that he was a bubble?

Zhuo Qiongying waved to her and said with a smile: "Yangyang, come down and have dinner quickly. Let me introduce you to this little brother is your grandfather's guest. He only arrived in Yanjing yesterday, but when he arrived home it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and you were asleep." After saying that, he turned to Xiao Yitian and introduced him: "This is your granddaughter Deng's little granddaughter, Deng Zhuoyue, nickname is Yangyang."

"Oh, little brother, hehe, he's pretty handsome." The little girl jumped over and sat on the chair next to Xiao Yitian, staring at him intently, "Little brother, how old are you? What's your name? My name is Yangyang, just call me Sister Yangyang. You can report my name when you go out in the future, and I'll cover you."

Xiao Yitian was cold for a moment. He didn't hear that this girl had a tendency to be a villain. In her previous life, this girl came back from studying abroad, started a company, and started a charity. It is said that she was quite quiet, but she didn't expect that she had such a moral character when she was a child.

"Uh, thank you sister Yangyang. My name is Xiao Yitian. I was born in the 1980s." Let's answer her honestly. What Xiao Yitian fears most is this kind of curious baby. If it arouses her interest, she will not have a good life.
Chapter completed!