Mo Xiaomo was busy pulling the quilt, and said without tears: "Who said I won't drink, feed me quickly, I am having nightmares, and everything I say is a dream, it doesn't count." ”

Hou Qing looked at her with such an expression for a while, then stopped what she was doing, and began to feed her own lady soup spoonful after spoonful with a pure smile on her face.

Mo Xiaomo, who drank the soup, was already in tears, this bastard, she must bring her son and baby daughter back, and then

What should I do then?

No matter what, she really misses the child

Hou Qing looked at her for a while, and then said with a smile: "Another day, let's go to Kunlun Mountain and see the children." ”

"Really"

"Of course it's true, after all, the two of them are still young, and they are away from home for the first time, so they don't know if they can adapt or not." Hou Qing wiped her mouth and said with a smile: "After all, you miss them so much, you can't bear it for your husband~"

Get lost

What are her children doing now?

Mo Xiaowang and Houfu pseudo-sister were in the morning class, and when Mr. Teaching walked into the classroom, he saw Mo Baozi who was still sleeping on the table with a sweet face, and he coughed heavily twice as a reminder.

Houfu, who was kneeling at the front table, didn't have to look back to know who Mr. was doing this to remind him.

He really doubted that his eldest brother was really a thousand years old, could it be that this emotional intelligence was proportional to his height

Hou Fu and Hou Shi were born as immortal fetuses, they were originally talented, and they were the sons and daughters of the palace master of Bixiao Palace, and the teacher couldn't do too much, so when Mo Xiaowu didn't do anything too out of the ordinary, Mr. Teaching was still willing to turn a blind eye.

Among the beginner disciples, although he was not the oldest, he was the youngest.

Although he is the youngest, he understands everything the master talks about in seconds, and this is the only one, so the master can't do anything to him, and the reason why he spends his boring schoolwork time is in sleep.

In terms of IQ, even Houfu sighs to herself.

In fact, the master didn't want to disturb the little palace master's rest, but today, the Blue Bird Immortal Monarch next to the Queen Mother of the West came to inspect the class, and if the Blue Bird Immortal Monarch saw that his teaching attitude was not rigorous, he would definitely be recorded.

Xuankong pushed Mo Xiaoyue, who was sleeping darkly, and whispered: "Later, later, wake up quickly, the master is here." ”

Xuankong is the grandson of the god of the tortoise, and because of his gentle personality, he will be teased by his disciples on weekdays and called the turtle ~ grandson, but only later do not make fun of him, so the two sat at the horizontal table.

Mo Xiaowu, who was lying on the table, was motionless and completely unresponsive.

Xuankong persevered and continued to whisper to him, and finally woke him up, don't forget that he was dreaming of eating crispy chestnut chicken, and the chestnut chicken was in his mouth, but he was woken up, and now he is in a bad mood.

He now misses his mother, wants to go home, and wants to go back to the Nine Heavens, even if he wants to be with the man called Shangqing in the Liuli Qinghua Palace all day long, it is okay to have big eyes and small eyes, this Kunlun Mountain is too boring

Obviously, his schoolwork is the best, but why is there no one who is at the same level as her?

When the Master saw that he had woken up, he cleared his throat and began to teach.

At the end of the day, they finally came to the last class, which was a Dharma class, and the master who taught them the Dharma class was a Buddha idiot, and if anyone did not listen carefully in his class, he would be called up to answer the questions.

Don't forget everything, it's just that you don't know anything about this Buddha, and you've always been in the state of Amitabha.

The reason why, after listening to it for a while, don't forget that you start to get bored, and the Master is talking about the "good man, you look at all sentient beings in the three evil realms of the heavens, and have great compassion." If you want to stop all the troubles of sentient beings, and if you want to make sentient beings live in peace and happiness, a good man, I should be the word Guanyin", he was already lying on the table and began to brew sleep.

The master took a ruler made of white sandalwood and walked to Mo Wang's desk with the scriptures, knocked on the table with the ruler, and without waiting for Mo Forget to look up, he listened to the master's rigid voice from his head without his own brain.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaowu spent a lot of time supporting his body with his little arms, looking at Wuxin on the side with a smile, and looking at the master who was teaching from time to time, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

As a result, after the whole class, the master frequently glanced at this place several times, but he was always smiling but did not attack.

Mo Xiao forgot to be angry, this is simply unfair and discriminatory

Thinking of the history of physical and mental punishment that he was punished for copying Buddhist scriptures when he dozed off, Mo Xiaowu became more and more unpleasant, isn't it just that the Buddhist class is better, let's see~

The reason why the two started a-for-tat confrontation for a long time, during this period, Mo Xiaowu forgot that she wanted to go back to the Nine Heavens and go back to see her own relatives and mothers, it didn't matter if she didn't want to, she just felt that this second generation of gods called the latter was really bad

What's more, to the later ones,