Rules of the Strange: Starting with the Weird Peppa Pig

"Mom, let me help you serve the dishes."

Zhang Xiaoli's eyes shone with happiness.

"TuTu has grown up and become more sensible. He even knows how to help his mother serve the dishes."

Wuyin smiled and nodded, then brought the food from the kitchen to the dining table.

Silent Spirit Value 90%

Mom's favorability rating: 10%

what happened?

How is there a negative correlation between a mother's favorability rating and one's mental state?

If you follow the rules and act like a perfect child, your mental state will drop drastically, but if you follow the original story, it will be difficult for your mother's affection level to rise.

Is it a choice between only two?

I'd definitely choose mental value.

Wuyin made up her mind that she would continue to act according to Tutu's original personality.

But now that my mental energy has been depleted, I'll just help Mom finish serving the dishes.

When the last serving of fried meatballs was brought up, Wuyin shouted towards the living room.

"Dad, dinner's ready."

Hu Yingjun dragged his tired body to the dining table, eating his food in silence without even glancing at "TuTu".

Zhang Xiaoli was very enthusiastic towards Wuyin, constantly putting food into Wuyin's bowl.

"Come on, Tutu, have some braised pork ribs."

"Come on, Tutu, eat some vegetables, they're good for your health."

Wuyin looked at the mountain of food piled up in her bowl; the dishes did indeed look very appetizing.

Meeting Zhang Xiaoli's expectant gaze, he pretended to enjoy the food in his bowl, only to find that it actually tasted quite good.

Just then, Zhang Xiaoli suddenly looked at Wuyin with a smile and asked a question.

"TuTu, tell Mommy, what interesting things happened at school today?"

Wuyin was about to speak when he stopped himself, since he was very familiar with the daily life of kindergarten children.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoli's ridiculously excited expression, her smile almost reaching her ears, it was as if she was eagerly anticipating what he would say next.

There must be a trap here.

Seeing Wu Yin's hesitant expression, Zhang Xiaoli's smile gradually faded, and her voice became somewhat cold.

"Has TuTu forgotten?"

At this moment, Hu Yingjun, who had been eating silently with his head down, also looked up at Wuyin.

Even the little monster, who had just finished eating vegetables and was fast asleep, opened its eyes and stared intently at him.

Wuyin's heart was in her throat as she racked her brain, trying to recall if she had missed any clues.

Suddenly, he slowly spoke.

"Mom, isn't today Saturday? We don't have to go to kindergarten."

In an instant, Zhang Xiaoli's expression returned to normal, and Hu Yingjun continued to lower his head and eat his food.

Little Monster closed his eyes and went to sleep.

"Oh, Mom remembered it wrong, she's confused."

Zhang Xiaoli smiled slightly and replied, then picked up her bowl and began to eat.

so close!

If you just told yourself what you did at kindergarten today, you would be considered to be lying and would be breaking rule one.

The reason for guessing that today is Saturday is because of Hu Yingjun's condition today.

This is how it is for office workers who only have one day off a week.

What confirmed Wu Yin's suspicions even more was that Hu Yingjun swiped his phone twice as soon as he returned.

I should turn off my alarm for tomorrow morning.

If it's Monday to Friday, the first thing I should do when I get home is lie on the sofa and rest. I don't have the energy to pick up my phone and swipe around a bit.

Fortunately, he guessed correctly.

Chapter 40 The Shadow in the Room

After that incident, there was no more talking at the dinner table, only the sound of a few people chewing their food.

Soon everyone finished eating. Wuyin wanted to look for clues elsewhere, but Zhang Xiaoli called out from the kitchen.

"TuTu, come help Mom wash the dishes."

Although Tutu is playful, he will do whatever his mother asks him to do.

In order not to violate her character, Wuyin had no choice but to obediently walk into the kitchen and stand on a small stool to help Zhang Xiaoli wash the dishes.

However, this time his mental strength did not decrease, and his mother's favorability also increased by 10%.

So, does "perfect child" mean someone who listens to their mother?

Halfway through washing, Zhang Xiaoli suddenly looked down at Wuyin with a faint smile on her face.

"TuTu, do you want to go to the amusement park tomorrow?"

Children of this age especially love going to amusement parks, so Wuyin pretended to be very excited, her eyes sparkling.

"Yay! Thank you, Mom!"

Zhang Xiaoli smiled and patted Wuyin's head, then spoke to Hu Yingjun, who was slumped on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

"Handsome, get up early tomorrow so we can take TuTu to the amusement park together."

But Hu Yingjun, who was watching TV in the living room, seemed to be in a bad mood and only gave a faint reply.

"Oh, I know."

He then continued watching TV.

After washing the dishes, Wuyin prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up before returning to her room to review the day's events.

Just as I reached the bathroom door, I heard Zhang Xiaoli's voice behind me.

"TuTu, do you want Mommy to help you take a bath?"

Wu Yin turned his head and saw Zhang Xiaoli looking at him with a smile, eagerly awaiting his response.

He couldn't help but shiver. Although it was perfectly normal for Zhang Xiaoli to give Tutu a bath in the animation, he just couldn't accept it at all now!

Although this body was also made of TuTu, he still felt something was off.

So he proudly imitated Tutu and said...

"No need, Mom, TuTu is a big boy now."

Zhang Xiaoli seemed a little disappointed.

"Oh fine."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Wuyin entered the bathroom and first checked if there were any new discoveries inside.

But there was nothing strange in the bathroom, so I decided to finish quickly, took a shower, and went back to the bedroom to review the situation.

While Wuyin was taking a shower, he suddenly felt a gaze staring straight at him.

He looked around the bathroom and noticed that the door was slightly ajar.

It was pitch black inside the crevice, but he had a premonition that there was an eye staring at him with great excitement.

It's like... a hungry wolf seeing a piece of fatty pork belly.

Although his body wasn't completely silent, he still felt a chill.

"Who?"

He shouted coldly.

There was no response from the crack in the bathroom door, but he could feel the gaze disappear, and then the door was gently closed.

He shuddered. Was this ghost story really that extreme?

After this incident, he didn't want to stay in the bathroom any longer, so he quickly took a shower and returned to his bedroom.

As Wuyin stood at the bedroom door, she suddenly saw a small monster lying in the corner of the living room.

He remembered that Xiao Guai could talk and that he would sleep with Tu Tu every night.

He crouched down and called softly.

"Little monster, come here."

But the cat in the corner of the living room just glanced at him indifferently before going back to sleep, showing no intention of coming over.

Does this little monster know something, which is why it's unwilling to speak?

Or is it that cats simply can't talk?

Since Xiao Guai couldn't come over, Wu Yin had no choice but to close the door.

Wuyin returned to her room, lay down on the children's bed, took out the rule slip hidden in the cat food, and carefully reviewed it again.

He saw the fourth rule: Don't show off your ear-wiggling skills in front of others.

There shouldn't be anyone else in the room right now, right?

As he thought this, he looked around and realized that he was indeed all alone.

After thinking about it, I still felt unsafe, so I drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and sat on the bed.

Wuyin imitated Tutu and forcefully manipulated her ears.