"Here you go!"

Tao Song was bullied, and the Warring States didn't stay, so he returned to Earth directly with people, intending to avoid it for a while.

When the bus stopped on the side of the road and saw a man get out of the car, he raised his hand and grabbed a pig's nose and printed it on the nose of the division plane driving the bus, so that the division plane could face others with the pig's nose on his head.

"Senior brother, you're so stingy!" Su Qing watched Tao Song take out his anger at others, and he looked funny.

"Dad, he's already very cute!" The little sergeant looked at the division plane driving the bus, and didn't know why he felt a burst of reluctance in his heart.

Tao Song saw the expression of the little sheriff looking at the bus division, looked up at the sky, pinched his fingers and calculated the past of the bus division.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I feel helpless when I see him.

The little sheriff is actually the son of this bus man, but the little sheriff grew up next to him, and it's been seven years.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, if he hadn't been bullied by the Tianfeng Goddess this time, he would have been terrible and didn't know what this man had done.

Fate is such a thing, you really can't refuse, the blood relationship between the man and the little sheriff finally appears in front of the little sheriff.

"You're a good guy!" Tao Song didn't care about this man, he cared very much about the little sheriff, the little sheriff was abandoned shortly after he was born, if he hadn't met him, what kind of life would have been waiting for the little sheriff.

The little sheriff was angry when he saw Tao Song, and the look at the man in the bus was really pity.

"Hello, my dad is sorry for you, I'll take it down with you!" The little sheriff's thin arm stretched out, grabbed the pig's nose, took it off the man, smiled at the man, and turned to Tao Song.

Tao Song didn't care, but the man looked at the little sheriff, and he couldn't help but think of his son, if it weren't for that woman, his son would be so old now.

"Friends, every day is very punctual, what should we say today?" On the side of the road, a large TV is broadcasting an emotional program, and a woman in a white shirt and a lean suit stands there to explain how to make the right choice when people in life face emotional problems.

The man looked at the big screen, his heart was very sour, seven years ago, his girlfriend was unmarried and pregnant, which was a good thing, but unfortunately he had nothing at that time, but he still decided to take responsibility, but at that time, a rich second generation appeared and snatched his girlfriend, and a year later his girlfriend sent him back a little hairy child, saying that it was his son, but he was very angry at the time, so he left the child in the park and left by himself.

"If I hadn't done that, you'd be this old!"

"Dad!" The little sheriff threw the pig's nose on the ground and looked at Tao Song. "Dad, I know he's bitter, I don't hate him!"

The little sheriff is a cultivator, although he can't calculate the life character of a powerful cultivator like Tao Song, but he can still calculate the life character of a mortal, don't look at him as only seven years old, but his cultivation is not low, and the ninth-level bloodline is really not low at his age.

"You kid!" Tao Song reached out and rubbed the little sheriff's head. "You are not in the same line with him now, you can recognize him, but for the matter of the cultivator, it is best not to tell him, let him live his ordinary life, and don't get involved in the grievances of the cultivator!"

Tao Song really didn't want to see anyone die.

"Shuai'er, there are some things that you can't do, you can help silently, but you can't tell him those trivial things, if he enters the cultivator world, you can't protect it!" Su Qing didn't want that ruthless man to enter the cultivator world either.

The little sheriff nodded when he heard Su Qing's words, but he still didn't plan to listen to Su Qing, he felt that his biological father should always accompany him.

Tao Songxiu was much taller than the little sheriff, and when he saw the little sheriff's intentions, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Big brother!" Tao Song and Su Qing strode away, and the little sheriff stretched out his little hand to grab Chen Xiaopang, which was begging Chen Xiaopang to take him to his biological father.

Chen Xiaopang is fourteen years old, he is already 1.85 meters tall, he looks very capable, except for the face that is a bit bread shaped, not handsome enough, and the others have reached the capital of girls upside down.

Hearing that the little sheriff let him lead the way, he looked back at the little pudding, the little pudding was three years older than the little policeman, and she was seventeen years old, she was slim, delicate and dazzling, and she was a beautiful embryo.

Seeing Chen Xiaopang's gaze, it was a big sister momentum, and she directly led the way for the two.

As soon as the man returned to his small house after work, he saw Little Pudding, Chen Xiaopang, and Little Sheriff standing at his gate waiting for him.

"Uncle, if your son comes back, will you still lose him?" Little Pudding looked at the man and asked.

When the man heard Little Pudding's words, he looked up at the little sheriff.

"Uncle!" The little sheriff politely shouted to the man.

"Sit in the house!" The man took out the key, opened the door, and let the three inside.

The little sheriff walked into the man's house, and looking at the simple score, he did not dislike it, and happily sat down on the sofa.

Chen Xiaopang walked into the man's house with Little Pudding, which was a self-cooked man.

The man saw the three of them happy, and he looked at the little sheriff, which was very pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at it.

The little sheriff looks a lot like himself.

Walking back with three glasses of drink and placing them on the table, he opened his mouth to ask the name of the little sheriff, but he didn't know how.

"Uncle, my name is Chen Shuai, and my dad calls me Little Sheriff!" The little sheriff didn't wait for the man to speak, he said his name first.

"Chen Shuai!" When the man heard this name, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, which made him think of the man.

"Uncle, my name is Chen Xiaopang!"

"My name is Liu Pudding!"

Chen Xiaopang and Little Pudding then told the man their names.

"All surnamed Chen?"

"Uncle, the person you think in your heart is not compatible with us, and the Chen family food company is not worthy of lifting our shoes!" Chen Xiaopang's thoughts about men are seen through at a glance, which surprises men.

"Uncle, my father's name is Tao Song, and he is the chairman of Fairy Tale International!" The little sheriff happily told the man that he was doing well.

When the man heard Fairy Tale International, he knew that because Fairy Tale International had sprung up in recent years, it was very famous in China, involving all major fields, so that he didn't expect his son to grow up in such a family, looking at the little sheriff, it was a pity.

The little sheriff did not endure hardship, which was a little comfort to him.

"Uncle, we're going back, I'll come to see you again when I have time!" The little sheriff was very sensible, and when he said this to the man, he turned and walked out of the house.

Chen Xiaopang and Little Pudding stepped forward, stretched out their hands to pull up the little sheriff, and the three of them walked on the road, which was really harmonious.

The man walked out of the house and watched the three of them leave, and when he turned around, he was about to find a paternity test that showed that he and the little sheriff were father and son.

The man cried.

"I'm sorry!" The man thought that he had left the little sheriff in the park, and now he was on his knees and shouted sorry.