When Li Dahua heard what Song Baoxuan said, she couldn't help but look at Bai Sesame again.

This monkey doesn't seem to be successful, how can he still know how to send something to Xiaobao? It's weird.

She also gave ginseng, and a monkey still recognized ginseng, which she didn't know before.

Li Dahua didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Baoxuan being friends with the monkey, as long as it didn't hurt her daughter, everything was easy to say.

Just be friends with the monkeys, no problem.

Bai Sesame felt that someone was watching it, and it also looked back, and after finding that it was Li Dahua, it continued to twist its head back.

It knew that Li Dahua was with Song Baoxuan, so it didn't need to be wary of her.

Black Sesame still hasn't given up its resistance, it can't let a stinky monkey bully itself all the time, so that its face is gone, this is its dignity as a cat.

However, its resistance is like coquettishness in the eyes of white sesame, although this coquettish way is a little rougher, but white sesame said that it is still acceptable, who makes cats so cute.

White Sesame naturally flipped the black sesame fur to help it find fleas, thinking that this would help cultivate its previous relationship with Black Sesame.

Black sesame "..."Fuck your sister's feelings, Lao Tzu doesn't have feelings!"

Black Sesame felt extremely ashamed, the whole cat was turned over by a monkey, and there was no way to take it himself, and he was angry with the cat.

Especially thinking that Song Baoxuan gave himself to this monkey just now, it was even more angry.

"Meow~" Lao Tzu has no fleas, you roll Lao Tzu.

However, the white sesame could not understand its cat language, tilted its head to look at the black sesame, touched its cat head, and then continued to "cultivate feelings" with it.

Song Baoxuan looked at Li Dahua and continued.

"Mother, I want to ask you, if I am different from other people, and even have some unacceptable secrets, and it is something that cannot be explained by science, will you... Will you be afraid of me? ”

"Silly boy, what are you talking about! You were born to me, a piece of meat that fell from my body, and I brought it up single-handedly, no matter what you do, I will always be your mother, how can you be a mother who is afraid of your own children! ”

"But what you said Xiaobao... What's going on? ”

"It's science, mother."

"Oh! What is this science, why have I never heard of it? ”

Song Baoxuan really didn't know how to explain science to Li Dahua, especially if she explained it, maybe Li Dahua couldn't understand it at all.

She explained it in layman's terms.

"Science probably means to conform to common sense, and ghosts can't be explained by science."

Song Baoxuan stretched out a hand, and then said to Li Dahua very seriously.

"Mother, you are optimistic about this hand of mine, don't blink."

"Huh?"

Song Baoxuan took out a pear from the space with her mind and put it in her hand, Li Dahua watched Song Baoxuan have an extra pear out of thin air in her hand, she couldn't believe her eyes.

But no matter how she closed her eyes and opened them again, the pear was still there, Li Dahua couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God! Here's what's going on. ”

"Xiaobao, don't you know how to spell?"

Song Baoxuan looked at Li Dahua except for surprise and disbelief, she didn't have any look of fear or fear for herself.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then shook her head and said.

"Mother, this is not a spell, but there is a space in my consciousness, where things can be loaded, things can also be planted, and the things grown much faster than the outside, I also raised fish in it, planted flowers, space has many other functions, and I only need to use my own consciousness to control it, except for people who can't enter the space, almost everything else can be put in."

"I have space that is something that can't be explained by science right now."

Li Dahua was stunned when she heard this, and Song Baoxuan put the pear back into the space in front of Li Dahua.

"So these things are in your head, Xiaobao? Could there be something wrong with your brain? ”

Song Baoxuan found that Li Dahua was staring at her head worriedly, and her mother seemed to have misunderstood what she meant.

“… Uh, mother, it's either in my head, or I can see it and control it just by thinking about it. ”

"Then Xiaobao, will your brain be broken?"

Song Baoxuan felt that her mother's focus didn't seem to be right, shouldn't she care about space? How do you care until her brain is broken?

"No, it doesn't have any bad effects on me, mother, don't worry, my brain doesn't... Faults don't break either. ”