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"Xiaobao, this nickname is pretty good!"

"Now that he is still young, he can still use it. When he is a few years older, he will not be able to use this name anymore."

Chen Zimo looked at the child who had calmed down in his arms, then looked at Yao Wan and said.

"A boat is light, but a pair of oars is frightening."

"Just take the character Hong, Chen Hong."

Yao Wan didn't name Zhitong because she hoped that Chen Zimo, as her father, could name Zhitong.

So when she heard Chen Zimo's name, Yao Wan muttered softly.

"The boat is light, but the oars are startled. Chen Hong, Xiao Bao will be called Chen Hong from now on. It's such a nice name."

Seeing that Yao Wan liked the name she chose, Chen Zimo felt relieved.

To be honest, Chen Zimo was really worried that Yao Wan would not like the name he chose, so he would choose one for Chen Hong himself.

As a husband and a father, he is undoubtedly dereliction of duty.

It is reasonable for Yao Wan not to let him name Chen Hong, both logically and emotionally.

I'm afraid that even the Bai family, who was smiling and looking at their family of three, might not be on Chen Zimo's side.

Because Chen Zimo was such an asshole, he almost became the person he hated. At the same time, he almost made his son live like himself 37 years ago, the Chen Zimo who had no father.

Obviously they could go home once three years ago, but they didn't come back, which made the mother and son wait for three more years.

Fortunately, Chen Zimo had a younger brother who reminded him in time, but Yao Wan didn't blame him for this matter, and his son was not yet fully sensible and sensible.

What Chen Zimo was worried about outside the city before did not happen, nor did he become the one who abandoned his wife and children.

"You will be called Chen Hong from now on."

Chen Zimo put the child in his arms on the ground, and solemnly announced to the child.

Zhitong didn't reply immediately, but glanced at Yao Wan, and at Bai Shi.

Chen Zimo's heart was hurt by Zhitong's actions, but he could only bear this blow alone.

The cause sown in the past, the fruit borne today, even if it is unpalatable, you have to eat it today.

After seeing both mother and grandma nodding in agreement, Zhitong said to Chen Zimo.

"I'll be called Chen Hong from now on, you bastard daddy!"

From the conversations just now, Chen Hong already knew that the handsome black-purple-haired man in front of him was his biological father, the bastard father that his grandma and uncle called him.

Chen Zimo was originally smiling, but when he heard the word bastard, half of it disappeared immediately.

Afterwards, Chen Zihui hugged Chen Hong to his body and asked in a low voice in his ear.

"Hong'er, who taught you to call me a jerk daddy?"

Although Chen Hong is only three years old, he also knows that he cannot tell the truth at this time.

But someone has to take the blame for this. Without any hesitation, a person whom Chen Hong dislikes was taken out to fight against thunder.

"Asshole Daddy, I can't tell you. This is a secret between my uncle and me, and only the two of us know it."

After finishing speaking, Chen Hong silently apologized in his heart to Chen Zigang who was far away in Qingyuan Mountain: I'm sorry uncle, for the sake of the overall situation, my nephew can only sacrifice you.

What's more, it's all your fault that you want to teach me some sword skills. Now my mother forces me to practice sword every day, which is not fun at all.

At this time, Chen Zigang, who was taking care of his own medicine garden, suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a cool wind was blowing.

However, there are arrays arranged in the yard, so how could there be a cool breeze.

Hearing the word "little uncle", the scene of Chen Zigang being beaten with black nose and swollen face immediately appeared in Chen Zimo's mind.

But that fierce scene quickly disappeared.

On the other side, after hearing Chen Hong's address to Chen Zimo, Yao Wan showed a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Then his face was as severe as frost, and he admonished Chen Hong in a gentle tone: "From now on, you are not allowed to add the word "bastard" in front of Daddy, just call him Daddy, and apologize to Daddy."

Chen Hong immediately walked in front of Chen Zimo, and admitted his mistake with a slightly fearful expression and a sincere attitude.

"Daddy, I know I was wrong. I will never believe what my uncle said again."

At this moment, Chen Zimo realized that his son was not as simple as the surface, and could not be compared with other three-year-old children.

How could it be possible for an ordinary third uncle to be as thoughtful as Chen Hong, who seized the opportunity and did not let go, and put his uncle to death.

Chen Zimo saw this kind of situation in the Sutra Pavilion, and ordinary people call it early wisdom.

Precocious people have stronger basic spirits than others.

If the soul of ordinary people is one, then the soul of precocious people is three or four.

Therefore, precocious people understand things earlier than ordinary children, know right and wrong, and have their own opinions.

In addition, there are also existences that are different from ordinary monks, such as the innate mana that is half more than that of monks of the same level, the power of spells that use a certain attribute will increase, and the innate divine power.

Although there are not many such monks in the world of cultivating immortals, there are definitely not many.

Obviously, Chen Hong was one of them.

After thinking about it, Chen Zimo showed an ecstatic smile on his face, and Chen Hong pulled him to his side, holding his right wrist.

Chen Hong looked at his father with strange eyes, what happened to him, he suddenly laughed wildly, and now he is holding my hand again.

Yao Wan and Bai Shi also looked at Chen Zimo strangely.

Chen Zimo is already a foundation-building monk, and he can detect whether a person has spiritual roots without using the spirit-testing jade.

After two breaths, Chen Zimo let go of Chen Hong's hand, and the smile on his face became even wider.

Chen Hong is a monk with three spiritual roots of fire, wood, and earth, and his aptitude is good. Coupled with his talent in the soul, there is still a great chance of building a foundation in the future.

After Chen Zimo came back to his senses, he realized that the three people present were all looking at him strangely, and then explained to them.

"I was testing Hong'er's spiritual roots just now."

When the three of them heard that they were testing the spirit root, they were immediately full of energy. They stared at Chen Zimo with piercing eyes and asked in unison.

"Does it have spiritual roots?"

Seeing that the three of them were so impatient, Chen Zimo wasn't trying to show off.

"Yes, the spiritual root aptitude is not bad."

Hearing the news, Chen Hong shouted in his immature voice.

"I can cultivate immortality, and I can be the head of the family like my father and uncle."

Yao Wan was also happy that her son was able to cultivate immortality, but there was still a trace of loneliness deep in her eyes.

In two years, her son will leave her, and her husband is a monk who has no home.

In the future, she and her mother-in-law depended on each other again.

Yao Wan's loneliness was well hidden, but Chen Zimo still saw it.

At this moment, Chen Zimo felt that he was too selfish before.

In order for someone to take care of her mother, she was forced to live such a life.

Chen Zimo walked up to Yao Wan, held her hand, and checked whether she had spiritual roots.

If Yao Wan had spiritual roots, Chen Zimo would let her embark on the journey of cultivating immortals and formally marry her as his wife.

However, fate is always cruel, and Yao Wan has no spiritual roots.

(End of this chapter)