"Second brother, you really skipped class, but fortunately my mother let me keep an eye on you, and now I have caught you. ”

As soon as he walked out a short distance, Song Ankang heard a pleasant voice behind him, and his little sister Song Taiping was wearing a pink down jacket, like a cute kitten, and jumped in front of him.

The delicate little face was bulging, and the bright eyes were staring at Song Ankang with hatred, shining, dazzling, and indescribably bright and dazzling.

Song Ankang couldn't help but reach out and pinch the little sister's white and tender cheeks: "Then what are you going to do?"

"If the second brother obediently goes back to the kindergarten, I don't see it, if not, I will tell my parents to go back in the evening and invite the second brother to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots. Song Taiping said fiercely, deliberately wrinkling his nose to scare Song Ankang.

Song Ankang smiled slightly, grabbed Song Taiping's soft little hand: "Don't be so troublesome, let's go home now, call my parents by the way, and tell them the news." ”

"Ah......" Song Taiping was taken aback by Song Ankang's unreasonable routine: "Second brother, you ...... Are you breaking the jar?"

Song Ankang smiled, no longer teasing the little sister, the power of qi and blood in his body surged, and his right hand began to heat up.

"What's going on......" Song Taiping only felt that the little hand grabbed by Song Ankang was hot, and he was about to shake off Song Ankang's hand, but he suddenly understood something, and in turn grabbed Song Ankang's hand and looked at him in disbelief: "Second brother, you ...... Have you embarked on the path of cultivation?"

Song Ankang nodded: "Yes, I was lucky today, when I was cultivating, I suddenly broke through to the Blood Mist Refining and became a formal cultivator." ”

"Wow......" Song Taiping covered his mouth and exclaimed, and threw himself into Song Ankang's arms: "Second brother, you are too powerful, your hard work pays off, you have been practicing for sixteen years, and finally stepped into the blood mist refining and become a real cultivator, I want to tell my parents and parents, my eldest sister, my grandparents, and my aunt and uncle with this good news...... Tell all my classmates that I'm going to be proud of you!"

"......Forehead" Song Ankang's face turned dark, and he hurriedly stopped Song Taiping: "Little sister, just tell the eldest sister and your parents about this matter, don't tell anyone else." ”

It was only at the age of sixteen that he embarked on the path of cultivation and became a first-grade elementary school student, this is really not something worth showing off, if it is hyped by Song Taiping, Song Ankang will become a joke in Nantang County tomorrow.

Song Taiping also realized something, and said with a blushing face: "Okay, then I'll just tell my parents, my eldest sister." ”

As he spoke, Song Taiping hurriedly dialed his father, Song Granary's phone: "Dad, I'll tell you a great news, my second brother has cultivated for so many years, and finally refined the power of qi and blood today and became a real cultivator." ”

"What?" Song Granary, who was doing acceptance on the construction site, was shocked and said in disbelief: "Taiping, you...... What do you say?"

Song Taiping happily repeated: "I said that my second brother has been practicing penance for sixteen years, and today he has finally stepped into the path of cultivation and become a cultivator. ”

"Ah......" Song Granary exclaimed, almost falling to the ground.

The surrounding workers were surprised: "Song Gong, what's wrong with you?"

Song Granary took a deep breath, resisted the urge to laugh, looked at the workers around him and said excitedly, "My son...... My son, he has refined the power of qi and blood today and has become a true cultivator. ”

As soon as the words fell, many workers who had a good relationship with the Song granary cheered.

"Congratulations to Song Gong, Ankang has been practicing diligently for 16 years, and he has finally lived up to his expectations and become a true cultivator. ”

"Once you embark on the path of cultivation, it means that you have the power of self-preservation, and Song Gong will no longer have to worry about the safety of her children in the future. ”

"Such great news, we must celebrate, why don't we invite Song Gong to drink at noon. ”

"Yes, yes, I support it. ”

......

Song Granary smiled: "Since it's my good news, of course I'm here to entertain, but it's not at noon, but at night, and at noon I have to go back to educate that bear child well, so as to save him from getting carried away." ”

"It took 16 years to become a primary school student, and it's a shame. ”

Having said that, the expression on Song Granary's face really didn't look like a look of shame, but was beaming.

Soon Dong Qiuyu also received a call from Song Taiping: "Really...... Taiping, you didn't lie to me, Kang Kang really broke through to the Blood Mist Refinery?"

"Yes, I just tested it myself, and my second brother has indeed become a primary school student. Song Taiping said with a smile.

Dong Qiuyu, who got a positive answer, almost jumped up in the big office, causing the surrounding teachers to look sideways: "Teacher Dong, what is your happy event to be like this?"

"My son Kang Kang has finally refined the power of qi and blood and has become a cultivator. Dong Qiuyu shouted with her eyebrows fluttering, making many teachers in the office stunned.

"Teacher Dong's son Kang Kang should be Song Ankang, the largest kindergarten student in Nantang County, I didn't expect him to become a cultivator one day. ”

"It is said that Song Ankang was born with a weak body, although his talent and qualifications are good, his body can't store energy, so he has not been able to condense essence and blood, let alone the power of qi and blood. ”

"Sixteen-year-old elementary school student, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, is it worth being so happy, it's really strange, my son is still an eighteen-year-old junior high school student. ”

"Who let Mr. Dong's son be congenitally deficient, it is already very good to be able to embark on the path of cultivation in this life, naturally he can't ask for more, of course it is a great joy for Mr. Dong. ”

......

Dong Qiuyu didn't take it to heart about some teachers' weird words, they were not themselves, and of course they couldn't understand the mood of their son who had been a kindergarten student for thirteen years.

If this was not the big office of the first grade of Shuangqiao Junior High School, Dong Qiuyu would have jumped up a long time ago, after working hard for so many years, their hardships as parents, Song Ankang's heart was even more bitter, these Dong Qiuyu and Song granaries could see it.

Now that his son has finally embarked on the path of cultivation, this is a great joy for Song Granary and Dong Qiuyu's family, which is not inferior to Song Ankang when he was just born.

Of course, whether it is around Song Granary or Dong Qiuyu, there are many people who don't understand, thinking that this family is really making a fuss, not at all, and even a little funny.

Sixteen-year-old first-graders, what is there to be proud of and happy about, if they were to be disgraced and dead, how could they be so carried away.

If Song Ankang was admitted to high school, he would be able to understand, but he has just become a primary school student, what is there to be happy about, hurry up and cry, a sixteen-year-old first-grade elementary school student!