Green coriander family

Outside Qingze County, Chen Zimo looked at the city in front of him, and felt a little more fear in his heart than before when he went home.

An hour ago, Chen Zimo went to find Chen Zigang after he took the nine-fold lightning gun from Chen Yuanzheng.

As soon as he entered the yard, Chen Zigang came over to congratulate him with a smile on his face, and said congratulations twice in succession.

Chen Zimo just thought it was his younger brother congratulating him on establishing the foundation, so he didn't take it seriously.

However, when he was about to ask Chen Zigang what he wanted to do, Chen Zimo was stunned by Chen Zigang's last sentence, and he didn't recover for a long time.

"Congratulations brother, you have a son!"

Three years ago, the day Chen Zigang turned 20, he went back to Qingze County.

Only then did he know that his elder brother took a concubine, and not long ago gave birth to a fat son for Chen Zimo.

However, when Chen Zigang returned to Qingyuan Mountain from Qingze County, Chen Zimo had already retreated.

Before coming to Chen Zigang's place, Chen Zimo thought about many possibilities, but he never thought that what Chen Zigang was talking about would be this matter.

In other words, Chen Zimo didn't think about it.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen to retreat and switch to kung fu and spiritual skills after Qingfengying's breakthrough.

Instead of going back to Qingze County to take a look at his mother and wife, and then practice in retreat.

In Qingze County, in the courtyard of Chen Zimo's house, Yao Wan with a lady's bun and Bai Shi with gray hair sat on a stool.

The two looked ahead and looked at the three-year-old child wielding a wooden sword in the courtyard with smiles on their faces, their eyes full of love.

This three-year-old boy is the child of Chen Zimo and Yao Wan. The wooden sword in his hand was given to him by his uncle Yao Zhen. Wu's swordsmanship was taught by his uncle Chen Zigang, a set of simple body-building swordsmanship.

Chen Zigang didn't take on the family tasks that required going out, but only took on the task of taking care of Lingzhi in Qingyuan Mountain, so he had more free time.

Every few months, Chen Zigang would go back to Qingze County to help his mother recuperate and tease his little nephew.

When his little nephew is older, Chen Zigang will use the first-order elixir to help his nephew exercise, teach him exercise skills, and strengthen his physique, just like Chen Zimo used to help him exercise.

After finishing a set of sword skills, the childish child ran up to Yao Wan panting, looked longingly at the cakes on the stone table with his eyes, and then looked at Yao Wan coquettishly.

"Mother, I have finished practicing sword skills, can I have a piece of pastry?"

The smile on Yao Wan's face remained the same, and she spoke softly.

"Xiaobao, how many times have you practiced your sword skills?"

Zhitong immediately understood that his mother did not allow him to eat cakes, and then looked at his kind and loving grandma, showing a pitiful look, and whispered coquettishly.

"grandmother"

Although Bai's head is full of white hair and wrinkled face, but his eyes are not dazzled, his ears are not deaf, and he can hear his grandson's words clearly.

Although she knew that her daughter-in-law was right and children should not be spoiled too much, but when she saw her grandson's pitiful appearance, she couldn't help but feel soft-hearted and wanted to intercede for him.

However, Yao Wan had already suffered a few times before, and had already thought of a way to deal with it.

Before Bai Shi could speak, Yao Wan handed the wooden sword to Zhitong's hand and urged with a smile on her face.

"Xiaobao, this pastry is already cold, and it will spoil your stomach. Mother will warm it up for you. You should go and practice the sword for the last time."

After speaking, Yao Wan got up from the stool, picked up the pastries on the stone table, and turned to go to the kitchen.

Zhitong is Yao Wan's child who was conceived in October, Yao Wan naturally loves him, and can't bear to watch him suffer from daily sword practice.

But compared to her own unbearable heart, she hopes that her child can become a monk of the family like his father and uncle, so she must be ruthless.

After Yao Wan left, Zhitong took the wooden sword in his hand and walked to the place where he practiced sword just now with a disappointed face, preparing to finish the last practice.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhitong finally finished his sword practice for the last time.

At this time, Yao Wan also came out of the kitchen with steaming pastries, put the pastries on the stone table, and called the children to come and eat.

Just as Zhitong was about to get up and run over, there was a knock on the door.

Zhitong froze for a moment, then ran to open the door with a smile on his face.

It turned out that Zhitong had made an appointment with Yao Zhen two days ago, and he would come over to play with him today.

The toddler struggled to open the latch, supported a door with both hands, and pushed it forcefully.

The door opened, but the person standing outside was not his uncle, but a person he had never seen before, a stranger who looked a bit like his uncle.

Seeing a stranger, the child is not afraid at all, and pretends to be an adult, saying with a straight glance.

"Who are you looking for?"

This stranger was naturally Chen Zimo, and he recognized at a glance that the little child who was somewhat similar to him was his son.

Chen Zimo bent over to pick up the child, and then walked into the door, saying happily at the same time.

"I'm not looking for anyone, I'm just going home."

The childish boy didn't cry after being hugged by Chen Zimo, but struggled crazily, and shouted in a childish voice.

"Let go of me, you bastard."

Yao Wan and Bai Shi who were in the yard stood up anxiously after hearing the childish cry.

The two were about to run over to check the situation, when they saw Chen Zimo walking in with a child in his arms, and the child was punching and kicking in his arms, doing whatever he wanted.

Chen Zimo looked at the two most important women in his life in front of him, showing a healthy smile on his face.

"Mother, Wan'er, I'm back!"

Looking at her son and grandson in front of her, Bai's previous worries were completely gone, only a happy smile, and said at the same time.

"Just come back."

Yao Wan didn't speak, and there was no smile on her face. She just covered her mouth with both hands and wept. She didn't know whether she was sad or happy.

At first, Yao Wan didn't know what kind of life she would live if she married a cultivator.

But after these four years, and her mother-in-law Bai told her, she knew what kind of life she would lead in the future.

The husband does not use the home as a writer, but a hotel, and he only returns once in a few months or even a few years.

It won't be long before I come back, and then I will leave again.

Be lucky, give birth to a child without spiritual roots, and the child can accompany you for a lifetime.

She thought she was ready, but when she saw Chen Zimo again, she still couldn't control her emotions.

Seeing Yao Wan crying, the child in Chen Zimo's arms struggled harder, but still couldn't get out of Chen Zimo's embrace.

Chen Zimo walked to Yao Wan's side, wiped her tears with the hand that was not holding the child, and whispered softly.

"Why are you crying."

Before Yao Wan could speak, the child in Chen Zimo's arms spoke first.

"Don't touch mother, you villain."

Chen Zimo was immediately amused, and Yao Wan who was on the side also turned from crying to laughing, looking at the child with a doting face.

Chen Zimo glanced at his angry son in his arms, then looked at Yao Wan, and said sincerely.

"Wan'er, thank you!"

"What's the name of our son?"

Yao Wan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly.

"I only took a nickname, Xiaobao."

(End of this chapter)