Carterel looked at Naina who was still holding her at this moment and felt helpless:

"Nina, can you let the dean go?"

Naina nodded, let go of her hand, and then sat on Carterel's lap.

Brooke was also carried to his other lap and sat on his side.

"Have you ever had any interesting things happening to the dean these days?"

"Dean, after you leave, the family seems to be boring."

"That's it, that's fine. The dean is occasionally away from home overnight. Brooke will listen to his brother and sister well, right?"

"Of course, Rosberg has been teaching me some etiquette lately."

"Is that so good?"

Carter looked at the little chirping at the end of Brooke's hair. Not to mention, he really had a bit of aristocratic style.

Carterel began to really doubt whether this child Brooke was the Brooke she thought of.

After all, although his little Brooke is a bit unreasonable, he is very polite, which is still a bit different from the Brooke in the future.

However, children will always become, grow up in different environments, and eventually develop completely different personalities.

Carterel was also a little confused when he met Brooke.

Did she do this to erase the original Brooke, but Carter just wanted to save these children.

Carterel has always been very clear that his appearance will have some impact, but Carterel does not think it is a big problem.

Suppose a child who finally relies on his own efforts to be called a hero of a generation, if possible, would he hope that he would have a good childhood? Will having a good childhood affect his rise?

This kind of problem is what Carterel least wants to face, and this kind of thing is very troublesome.

Carterel is not willing to think too much. She personally believes that future achievements are not important, and it is enough to do what she wants to do.

Carterel's original intention is just to give the children a good environment for growth. She did not force the children to do what they should do in the future and how they should do it. So, if a child is as heroic, Carterel feels that the beautiful childhood she gives to the other party should not be a hindrance, perhaps it just makes the other party's mental healthier and become a positive person?

Anyway, Carter doesn't want to think too much.

She could only take her own initiative and think about giving the children a different childhood, unlike the misery that was about to happen to them.

Carterel is sometimes thinking, which may be fate. Although Carterel does not believe in God, he still believes in metaphysics more, and sometimes he has to believe in some things in the dark.

As parents, the first point for their children is to hope that their children will live their lives safely.

Carteril felt that if she was in perfectionism, she might want to raise her child to be an excellent person.

The quality of the future children may also depend on Carterel's education.

There is no clear boundary between black and white, justice and evil, such things. No one dares to guarantee that they have not done anything wrong. As long as they firm up their inner beliefs, Carterell will feel that it is almost done.

Who can tell this kind of thing correctly?

Carterel rubbed Brooke's explosive head and said off-topic, the explosive head is so plastic, it's a bit fun.

Carterel asked the children to play on their own, and she sorted out some things and was very busy for a while.

Just as Carterrel was sorting out his stuff this time, Clivi walked over:

"Dean, are you available now?"

"certainly."

Carterrel stopped his tidying up and called Clivie over.

Clivie was behind her hands, her expression a little awkward, then quickly took out something and stuffed it into Carterrel's arms.

Carteril looked at the thing in his hand. It was a yellow origami sun, and a smiling face was drawn with a marker on it.

"That, Dean, this is what I did for you."

Carteril looked at the shy boy and smiled happily:

"Really, it's so exquisitely done. The dean likes it very much. Thank you, Clivi."

"No... nothing, I learned it myself..."

"Then Clivi is very good. The dean will keep this thing well."

Clivie did not leave, but sat next to Carterel and looked at Carterel:

"Dean, why is our home called Sunshine House?"

Carterel's face was slightly stunned:

"What did Clivi feel?"

"I don't think anything. I'm just curious that those compatriots who live on Fishman Island have never seen the sun or felt the sun?"

"Why did Clivi suddenly think of this?"

"Nothing, Dean, I'm just curious."

"In this way, it seems that our Clivi is growing up and will think about this. If the dean wants to take you to see the Fishman Island, it's a pity that there is no chance for the time being, and the relationship between the Fishman and humans is not good now. Clivi, the Dean is sometimes very worried. What should I do when you grow up?"

Clivi was a little lost:

"Dean, I want to go to that place myself when I grow up."

"That's good, it's good for Clivi to have his own goal, and the dean supports you."

"Yeah, thank you, Dean."

"Ah, what are you saying to the dean? Thank you, you are my child."

Carter looked at the child with a doting look, and she even seemed to have seen the scene when she first saw him.

"By the way, Clivie, how do you feel lately?"

"It's pretty good, by the way, Dean, Sister Amy has always had some strange behaviors recently."

"Hey? Strange behavior? Is it convenient to talk about it carefully?"

"Uh... The dean would better see it myself, I can't explain it clearly."

"Okay, the Dean will pay attention, Clivie will go and have fun."

"OK."

Carteril looked at Clivi's back as he left and frowned slightly. She was curious about why this child suddenly became like this. Carteril felt that it was necessary to learn more about what happened recently from Homiz at home.

Carter was still quite happy when he looked at the sun origami in his hand. She stood up and searched for things. Soon, she found a glass frame and saved the sun origami.

Carter looked at the origami glass frame on her hand and then at the works of all sizes on the wall. She found a suitable place to hang it on.

By the way, write a post-it note to attach it.

After finishing, Carteril took a few steps back and admired.

I am really relieved that one.

After enjoying it, Carter took out his camera to commemorate it.

Next, Carter took out another black notebook with him and recorded something on it.
Chapter completed!