"Do you know that if you say such things, it is easy to get beaten."

Zhang Fan glared at Zhang Mi Congee and said helplessly.

"Ahem, I said casually, Dad, don't take it to heart."

Zhang Micongee also realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly apologized.

He has been bullied by his own mother since he was a child, and now that he finally met his own father, it is better to be careful.

"Then come in." Zhang Fan beckoned and motioned for Zhang Mi Congee to come into the house and speak.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Mi Congee chuckled in his heart, and asked with some fear: "My mother...... Not at home, right? ”

"Your mother? At this time...... I don't know your mother yet, come in, I'm alone in the house, and I have some other questions for you. ”

Zhang Fan glanced back at Zhang Rice Porridge.

"That'...... Okay, I believe you, you will definitely not lie to my son. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Micongee sighed and followed him into the room.

Walking into the room, Zhang Mi Congee looked like he was self-cooked, quickly ran to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of iced black tea from it, twisted the lid and drank it in a big gulp.

"You're welcome."

Zhang Fan felt very helpless about Zhang Micongee's move of not treating himself as an outsider.

I thought he was alone for a long time, and I told him coldly that he had a son who was about the same age as him, and it was too unrealistic to subvert the worldview.

"It's okay, where I have a dad, it's home, and I'm going back to my own home, and I'm still restrained."

Zhang Mi Congee smirked, then drank the iced black tea in his hand, and after drinking it, he stood up and wandered around the house.

The first place he went to was the master bedroom, where there were a lot of women's clothes, these were Bai Chenxi's clothes.

Since they went out on a trip, Zhang Fan basically didn't sleep in the master bedroom, and usually slept in the secondary bedroom.

"Oh, Dad, why do you have so many women's clothes in this house? None of them are the same? You really have a lot to raise as a lover, no wonder...... No wonder I have so many godmothers in the future, now I finally understand. ”

"You're really a big carrot, but that's fine, when I am beaten by my mother in the future, the godmothers will save me."

Zhang Mi Congee retreated from the master bedroom to the hall, looking at Zhang Fan and laughing.

"Less nonsense, how did you get from the future?" Zhang Fan frowned, took a cup of hot water for himself, sat on the chair, and asked in a cold voice.

Traveling through time and space seems to be very taboo, and it seems that the administrator of the Labyrinth of Hell knows about it, and he may be sentenced to death.

"The one who helped me travel through time and space told me not to reveal information about it at will with people in the past, once it is revealed, it will be discovered by a certain big man in the sky."

"So, Dad, don't ask."

"I'm going to stay here for three days and then I'll go back, huh...... Came here on purpose...... See you. Zhang Micongee spread his hands, revealing a very helpless expression.

"Okay, then I won't ask about it."

"I'll ask you about the individual ones."

Zhang Fan didn't continue to get to the bottom of it, whether it was traveling through time and space, or being reborn from the dead, it all had terrifying side effects, so it was better not to ask if you shouldn't ask.

"What do you mean when you say that the future me will die a long time ago?" Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he asked thoughtfully.

Could it be that your future self died in a labyrinth scene?

Or became an apostle of the Wishing Lake and died on the way to the other world?

"I don't know the specifics, anyway, I haven't seen you since I was born, I asked my mom where you went, she just said you were dead, and then I wanted to ask more and she beat me." Fear appeared in Zhang Mi Congee's eyes, and he seemed to think of the fear of being violently dominated by his own mother.

His own mother, he must have a figure, a good look, and the key is that he will not be old, even if more than 20 years have passed, he is still as beautiful and moving as an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, in addition to these, she speaks very lightly and beautifully, the only fly in the ointment is that she likes to beat people.

It's just that the person who beat him was his son.

Zhang Fan: "......."

Your mother likes to beat people so much, it can't be Ma Ling'er, right?

She likes to punch people.

"The name Xianli can't be a fake name, right? Is your mother's surname Ma? ”

Zhang Fan asked suspiciously.

"My mother's surname is fairy, she always says that she is a little fairy, but in fact, ......"

Speaking of this, Zhang Mi Congee hurriedly looked around, and when he saw that there was no one else in the house, he whispered: "I feel that she is an old aunt." ”

"Dad, the surname you just said is Ma, you should be talking about my Ma Ling'er godmother, right? She was a good and virtuous person, and every time I was beaten, she would take her home and feed me delicious food. ”

Zhang Mi Congee explained.

Zhang Fan: "??? ”

Ma Ling'er is still gentle and virtuous?

That guy wants to kick someone to death.

Just kicked into the stinky ditch by her, Zhang Fan can't remember how many times.

"Forget it, how many godmothers do you have in the future?"

Zhang Fan suddenly asked.

He wanted to know if the future Bai Chenxi and them were still there, and whether they were all happy.

"There are several, but there are one or two godmothers, whose names I don't know."

"I said, Dad, how the hell did you do that? You even hooked up with a woman from Fusang, to be honest, you may not believe it, there is an aunt next door to my house who is from Fusang, she moved here when I was very young, she was very good to me, she was in a daze for a long time when she saw me, and she always liked to give me delicious food, every time I was beaten by my mother, she was the most fierce to stop, and even once for me, I also got into a fight with my mother, and many people came at that time, and I was frightened. ”

Zhang Micongee suddenly thought of something and hurriedly added.

"You can't be talking about Mieko Oda, right?" Zhang Fan thought of Mieko Oda, a native of Fusang, and seemed to know only one person.

"Huh? Dad, I'm really right, that aunt is called Mieko Oda. Zhang Micongee nodded.

"Uh...... I knew ......" Zhang Fan was a little speechless.

It seems that the future Mieko Oda really moved from Fuso Country to live in Huaxia, which is really convinced.

"Okay, let's stop talking about this topic, let's stop there." Zhang Fan didn't want to continue to ask this kind of topic, for fear that it would be uncomfortable to ask too much for a while.

"It's not me talking about you, you're so old, don't worry about it day by day, will your mother worry about you if she knows you run out?" Zhang Fan asked in surprise.

"She? She didn't care about me, she had already gone out to play mahjong with my godmothers. ”

"I won't tell you the truth, my mother is a person who can't raise children, I just gave birth to a few years, I drank millet porridge every day, and I was severely malnourished when I drank it." Zhang Mi Congee suddenly said with a panicked face.

"Forehead ......"

"Drink millet porridge?"

"Wait."

"You said your mother likes to drink millet porridge?"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's brain roared, and he seemed to wake up suddenly.

"You said your name is Zhang Mi Porridge, and you have been fed millet porridge since you were a child?"

"Damn, your mother shouldn't be Jiang Xiaohua, right?"

Zhang Fan's eyes widened and he asked with a shocked face.

Maybe that's the case, maybe I didn't run away.

Only Jiang Xiaohua likes to drink millet porridge, and she is not happy without porridge.

Therefore, Zhang Micongee's mother, 90% of the probability is really Jiang Xiaohua.

Hiss –

But in the future, how will she look different from now?

The current Jiang Xiaohua is a little potato girl, why will Jiang Xiaohua become a cold royal sister in the future?

Could it be that there was another wave of development later?

"Dad, what do you want? My mother's name is Xianli, not Jiang Xiaohua, this name is too old-fashioned. Zhang Mi Congee pursed his lips and corrected.

"Ahem, it's not important, it's not important." Zhang Fan sighed.

Poor child, I didn't expect it to be Jiang Xiaohua's son.

No wonder, that's not surprising.

"You can rest first, wait for me to have something to do, and I want to go out for a walk." Zhang Fan took a loaf of bread from the table and asked him to eat it first.

After all, it's morning, and this kid shouldn't have eaten yet.

"Seriously, my least favorite thing to eat is sweets." Zhang Micongee didn't pick up the bread, but picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

"Uh...... You kid, it's really not worrying. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Fan had no choice but to put down the bread, walked into the bathroom in embarrassment, and began to wash.

After washing up, I went outside to have a bite to eat, and then went to practice driving under the viaduct.

Soon, Zhang Fan finally cleaned himself up, got dressed and planned to go out.

"Hey, Dad, where are you going?"

When Zhang Micongee saw Zhang Fan going out, he jumped up from the sofa.

"Are you going to flirt with a girl and find a lover again?" Zhang Mi Congee said.

"I'm looking for your mother."

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, if he didn't know that Zhang Mi Congee was his future son, he would have to let him taste the taste of seven wolves if he said anything today.

No, the seven wolves seem to be used against the rebels.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan touched his waist and pulled out a trouser belt there.

"Hey, hey? What are you touching your belt? ”

Seeing this scene, Zhang Mi Congee was scared.

At the beginning, his own mother just liked to whip him with his trouser belt.

"It's okay, the belt of my pants is loose, I'm tightening it again, don't be afraid."

Zhang Fan was amused by Zhang Mi Congee's funny appearance, but after all, he still didn't give up his heart and pulled out his belt.

Soon, Zhang Fan and the others came to the outside of the Fugui Huating and went straight to the breakfast shop.

When Zhang Mi Congee saw the millet porridge for sale, he immediately vomited out of instinct.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was even more convinced that Zhang Mi Congee was indeed Jiang Xiaohua's son.

After breakfast, Zhang Micongee looked at Zhang Fan with a serious face and said, "Dad, I want to discuss something with you." ”

"You say." Zhang Fan tilted his head.

"Can you wait for me to be born in the future, don't let my mother give me the name Zhang Rice Porridge!"

"It's not a good name at all, I was always laughed at when I was in school, it was so embarrassing."

"Uh...... I'll try my best. Zhang Fan nodded.

"Don't try your best, you try to open your mouth, but you're joking about your son's happiness for the rest of his life." Zhang Mi Congee shouted.

"Okay, I promise you, I promise you." Zhang Fan couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to agree.

Seeing Zhang Fan standing on the side of the road to stop the car, Zhang Micongee suddenly asked curiously, "Dad, what are you doing here?" ”

"Catch a taxi." Zhang Fan said expressionlessly.

"Huh? Are you so poor now? Don't even have a car? ”

Zhang Mi Congee seemed to have heard something very incredible, and then asked with a strange face.

"To be exact, I don't even have a driver's license." Zhang Fan did not hide it, and generously admitted it.

Zhang Rice Porridge: \"!! \"

"Dad, you're so ......"

"You're not as good as me, I got my hands on driving in the first two years." Zhang Mi Congee sneered.

"You dare to laugh at me, believe it or not, I won't change your name when I turn around." Zhang Fan glared for a while.

"Don't ...... As we all know, this driving book is very difficult to test, Dad, I believe you, you will definitely be able to get it. Zhang Micongee was so frightened that he trembled, and hurriedly changed his words and said flatteringly.

……

Half an hour passed, and they finally came to the bottom of the viaduct.

After practicing yesterday, Zhang Fan communicated with the driver and would come over to practice this morning.

The driver of the black car rolled down the window and saw Zhang Fan next to Zhang Fan followed by Zhang Rice Porridge, he couldn't help but be stunned, and asked suspiciously: "Your brother is also here to practice driving?" ”

"If he doesn't practice, he will accompany me, and we will leave after practicing in a while."

Zhang Fan did not reveal that Zhang Mi Congee was his son, even if he said it, I am afraid that no one would dare to believe that he would have such a big son.

"Okay, but I can tell you that as long as other students come over to practice in a while, you old brother...... Gotta get out of the car and wait. The driver reminded.

"No problem." Zhang Fan nodded.

After saying this, he got into the car directly, and Zhang Micongee opened the door and sat in the back seat.

An hour passed, and the third practice was over.

Just as the two of them were walking back, Zhang Fan's mobile phone suddenly rang.

When I answered it, it turned out to be Hou Fushun calling.

He told Zhang Fan that he was going to get married tomorrow and hoped that Zhang Fan could come to attend the wedding.

Zhang Fan thought about it, and there was nothing important recently, so he agreed.

Hou Fushun is his wife, but he licked it for a whole year to find it, and he always said how beautiful and how good-looking.

At that time, Hou Fushun showed Zhang Fan a photo, but unfortunately he hadn't seen a real person, and he didn't know how beautiful he was, only that he knew that it was a woman with paralysis in the lower half of her body and sitting in a wheelchair.

This time there happened to be nothing to do, so I stopped by to take a look, and I just happened to be happy by the way.

asked for the address of Hou Fushun's marriage, Zhang Fan hung up the phone and returned to Fuguihuating with Zhang Mi Porridge.

I simply picked out a few clothes, packed them and prepared to go to Dujiang City.

The place where Hou Fushun got married was in a restaurant on East Street in Dujiang City.

The scale of this restaurant can only be regarded as ordinary, not very luxurious, and the conditions of Hou Fushun's family can only be regarded as average, and he can't go to a particularly luxurious restaurant to hold a wedding, so he has to hold it in this kind of restaurant.

"Dad, Dad, will you take me with you to the banquet?" Zhang Mi Congee shouted excitedly.

When he grew up so big, he followed a few godmothers to a friend's house to eat when he was a child, and now after so many years, he has forgotten what it is like to eat a banquet.

What's more, now I still follow my father to the banquet, which must be more interesting.

"Okay, don't run around, be obedient, and...... Went to drink less and eat more. Zhang Fan sighed and admonished like an old father.

"I know, if you just drink drinks during the meal, in case you want to go to the toilet, when you come back, the food will be eaten, I understand this, my mother used to say that." Zhang Micongee said with a smile.

"Uh...... You're not stupid. Zhang Fan commented.

"I've never been stupid."

"Dad, I'm twenty-four years old this year, why do you still think I'm a child?" Zhang Mi Congee said with a pout.

......

At about half past 18 in the evening, Zhang Fan and the two of them teleported to Dujiang City with the help of the supernatural power of the evil dog Xiaoba.

When he saw the vicious dog Xiaoba, Zhang Micongee was not surprised at all, and he told Zhang Fan that Xiaoba was raised in the yard by his godmother in the future, and he was very obedient.

In this regard, Zhang Fan opened his mouth and did not say anything.

Could it be that after his death in the future, all his ghost companions will be adopted by Bai Chenxi and them?

Because Hou Fushun's marriage was tomorrow at noon, it was still very early, so Zhang Fan found a hotel with very good sound insulation to live in.

Why do you want to find a soundproof hotel, mainly because Zhang Mi Congee is with you, in case you hear any inappropriate sounds for children at night, it will be embarrassing.

Lying on the bed in the hotel, Zhang Mi Congee couldn't fall asleep over and over, and he proposed to go to the Internet café to surf the Internet.

The corner of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched, slapped him lightly on the back of the head, and scolded: "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you crazy about?" ”

was taught such a lesson by Zhang Fan, Zhang Micongee was very aggrieved, so he had to be honest and quiet.

Why is his dad so unreasonable than his mom?

What's wrong with me on the Internet?

I don't do anything that hurts nature.

Is there any love for an old father?

After lying in bed for a long time, Zhang Fan gradually became sleepy, and when he was about to fall asleep, suddenly a rapid mobile phone ringtone suddenly rang.

At first, I thought it was Hou Fushun calling, but when I opened the screen, Zhang Fan's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he was frightened and swallowed saliva.

Just because the person who called turned out to be Jiang Xiaohua.

It's so late, what could it be that they called?

After a little silence, Zhang Fan finally connected the phone.

After inquiry, I learned that it was Jiang Xiaohua and her three daughters who had returned from traveling.

When I returned to Fugui Huating, I didn't see Zhang Fan, so I called and asked where he went.

Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, and had to explain that when he came out to attend a friend's wedding banquet, he would not be able to go back until at least tomorrow night.

Of course, Zhang Fan did not inform Zhang Mi Congee about following him.

Zhang Mi Congee traveled from the future, it is too fantastical, even if it is said, it may not make people believe it, but the more it is explained, the easier it is to cause misunderstanding, and Jiang Xiaohua and the others will think that Zhang Mi Congee is Zhang Fan's wild son who is messing around outside.

When the time comes, it really won't be reasonable.

After chatting with Jiang Xiaohua and others for a long time, Zhang Fan hurriedly hung up the phone.

"Who's calling?" Zhang Mi Congee has been playing with his mobile phone next to him.

The strange thing is that he obviously traveled from the future, and the mobile phone can still be used normally, which is quite incredible, he saw Zhang Fan calling for a long time, and asked with some curiosity.

"It's your mom calling them."

Zhang Fan said.

"Huh?"

"Then you didn't say I was here, did you?" When Zhang Micongee heard the word "Mom", the whole person was frightened.

I think he is not afraid of the sky, he is not afraid of the earth, he is afraid of his old mother.

After all,, but he's going to hit him hard.

Once he stole out to surf the Internet, he was injured and went to the hospital.

When the school held a parent-teacher conference, he just said that his mother should wear the old-fashioned point, don't be so beautiful, so he still attracted a poisonous beating from his mother.

If you don't eat vegetables, you will be beaten.

Playing on your phone and watching TV while eating, I was beaten.

Even if you can't do your job, you will be beaten.

What's more, since he turned fifteen, all the housework, cooking and stir-frying, have become his job, and he was forced to stuff him by his mother.

And it's been for many years, and it's been ten fingers that don't stain the spring water.

Other people's children are cared for and loved by their parents, and enjoy meticulous care and care, but he is an unlucky bastard, completely reversed, at home he is the one who takes care of his own mother.

In fact, at the age of eighteen, he suddenly felt that he was not Xianli's own son, so he secretly packed his luggage in the middle of the night and prepared to go out to find his biological parents, but before he got out of the villa compound, he was found by Xianli and beaten alive.

That is, this time, Aunt Keiko next door fought with her mother Xianli, and the two women beat from the inside of the room to the outside, and even hit the roof, and the one who hit the earth-shattering ghost god scared him so that his legs and stomach were weak and he couldn't stand steadily.

Later, it was his uncle who arrived to prevent a dispute.

It's just too uncomfortable.

Later, after several explanations from his godmother, he gradually understood.

In fact, it's not that Xianli doesn't love him, it's just that he simply can't raise children.

I heard that when he had a fever, Xianli was frightened, barefoot, and ran from home to the hospital with his mouth on his back.

Since then, Zhang Micongee no longer doubts whether Xianli is his own mother.

It should be very likely to be her own mother, she just can't raise children.

Later, the relationship between their mother and son got along a lot, although Xianli would beat him if he didn't agree with him.

But it should be hated that iron is not steel.

"No, I said what are you doing. You stay with me honestly, and when the time comes, you will hurry back to the future. Zhang Fan said helplessly.

"Understand, I'm here this time to ask you to change my name, but don't let my mother give me the name Zhang Rice Porridge...... It's so ugly after all. Zhang Micongee shouted bitterly.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm on your mother's side, but I have a lot of right to speak, as a man, I say yes, I let them go wherever they want, so that they will never dare to go west, understand? This is the family status of the father. Zhang Fan smiled proudly.

"Understand, my dad is amazing, dad, you are really my idol!" Zhang Mi Congee hurriedly agreed.

"Okay, it's not early, hurry up and go to bed, wake up tomorrow morning, and we'll go to the banquet." Zhang Fan urged.

"Okay, Dad!" Zhang Mi Congee answered again, and then lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan sighed and didn't bother to pay too much attention to Zhang Mi Congee.

It turns out that the taste of being someone else's father turned out to be like this.

It's kind of fun.

It's much better than taking a righteous child.

It's a pity, it's a pity, I didn't even understand how to be a human being, so I just had such a big son, who would believe it.

"Sister Qiang, have you ever raised a son?" Zhang Fan shook his head with a headache, and asked subconsciously in his heart.

[Get out!] I see you're itchy again?!! While I'm not angry, you roll as far as I want!! 】

The tall and powerful voice suddenly rang in Zhang Fan's ears.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan shuddered, and hurriedly smiled bitterly: "Okay, sister!" ”

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"[Note: Two days at the earliest, three days at the latest new dungeon open!] This chapter is 6,000 words, and it's too lazy to score the chapter. 】」