Chapter 115: Naming Turmoil

Catching Zhou became a corpse, and Lei Tianming was afraid.

Thinking of the eerie scene in his bedroom like a magnitude 10 earthquake before he moved last time, he had to connect the two things.

"The martial artists of the seventh or eighth level of the Xuanbing are all out, if they really want to deal with such a small character as me, I'm afraid they will come to clean up directly, right? Why bother going around in such a big circle! Could it be that Lei Lei is the target?" Lei Tianming is also a martial artist himself, of course he knows that in the eyes of real secret martial arts masters, the so-called gang boss is just an ant.

But Lei Lei is just a child who has just turned one year old, what is the reason why it attracted the warrior to snatch it?

At whose hands did this warrior die?

This ability that causes a warrior to explode and die is unheard of at all, does it belong to secret martial arts?

Too many question marks appeared in Lei Tianming's heart, and at this time, all the junior brothers had already arrived, and the motorcycle headlights illuminated the alley brightly, and the scene was chaotic. Lei Tianming hugged Lei Luo without saying a word, the latter's small body was stained with blood, and his eyes were as pure as angels.

"My son!" Xie Fang ran to the scene panting, took Lei Luo from her husband's hand, and cried loudly.

Lei Tianming quickly made a decision to move again.

It is undoubtedly unrealistic to pin all hope on the mysterious "protector". Lei Tianming didn't think that Lei Lei would be so lucky to be rescued in time next time he was in danger, so he took his wife and children back to the division directly.

Vientiane Gate, here is his root.

When he was not out of school, Lei Tianming caused a big disaster outside, and abolished the boss of the Four Seas Gang for righteousness. Vientiane Sect came forward to suppress the matter, but since the deceased was also a disciple of another sect, it took some trouble to avoid the sequelae.

In New Babylon, there was a distinction between ordinary citizens and first-class citizens. As soon as the citizens go up, there are only warriors. Whether in the Eastern Continent or the Western Regions. The status of those who cultivate martial arts is extremely high. All major factions have to speak according to their contribution value on the government rankings. As one of the top 100 sects in the Eastern Continent, the Vientiane Sect is still quite powerful.

Lei Tianming worshiped a branch of Vientiane Gate in Tieliu City, and his master's name was Mo Da, an old man in his sixties, with a thin body. It looks sick and crooked, and he has no energy, but only occasionally when he turns his eyes, he will reveal a light like cold lightning.

Mo Da accepted a total of nine descendant disciples, and Lei Tianming ranked last. Since leaving the school, Lei Tianming has not returned to the school much. Although a large number of gifts will be prepared to honor the master during the New Year's holidays, the focus of life has slowly shifted to the gang, and the secret martial arts attainments are inevitably surpassed by the senior brothers and sisters who are still by Mo Da's side. This time, when he ran into trouble, he came back to seek refuge, and the reaction of everyone in the division was very different.

Among the nine disciples, the senior brother Ning Dongyang has always been good friends with Lei Tianming. Hearing him explain the matter in general, he said angrily on the spot: "I don't understand the truth that the trouble is not for my family, which way is the other party? Hey, if you dare to provoke our Vientiane Gate, you have to play with them! Xiao Jiu, you live here with peace of mind, I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid that he won't come!"

Ning Dongyang made a statement. Many people also shouted, showing the anger that should be due to the same qi.

"Senior Brother Lei is used to being the boss. I'm afraid I won't be able to get used to coming back!" the second senior brother Ye Jinlong was sneering.

Lei Tianming kept smiling and didn't want to say anything.

Mo Da hugged Lei Luo, teased him for a while, and waved his hand lightly: "Come back, come back, what kind of great thing is it for the apprentice to return to the master's door? You can live as long as you want, and it's not that there is no place! You go and arrange the arrangement...... How can we have such a good baby, how can we have no place to live?"

Ye Jinlong heard that the master called his name, so he reluctantly walked out of the living room, and wrinkled his eyebrows in disgust as he passed by Lei Tianming.

"Why don't you go!" Xie Fang didn't want her husband to be so angry. Whispered.

"You don't have to go, my disciple is chubby, and he is very playful, so he must stay for a few more days. Mo Da pointed his ears and replied with a smile.

The family of three stayed in Vientiane Gate like this, Ye Jinlong deliberately made it bad and arranged the smallest room in the courtyard, and the laundry and cooking had to be outside, which was extremely inconvenient.

Lei Tianming acted as if nothing had happened, as if as long as he could stay, it was already a great favor. I spent a day cleaning up the house with my wife, and went out to run errands early the next morning.

People are under the roof, of course, they can't do what they want like in their own homes. The two little girls couldn't follow, Xie Fang could only carry Lei Luo with a strap on his back, and did everything himself.

Xie Fang, like Lei Tianming, was born at the bottom of society, and his current situation is naturally not bitter. It's just that I have to nurse the child and do housework, which is inconvenient everywhere. Busy in the afternoon, when she was drying her son's clothes after washing, she suddenly heard an inquiry voice behind her: "Do you want to help?"

When I looked back, it was a female doll about four or five years old, with two pigtails on her head, wearing a pink bubble skirt, and a big lollipop in her hand, looking up at herself there.

Xie Fang smiled dumbly, shook his head and said, "Thank you, I can do it myself." ”

"I'll help you hold the baby, and you'll be able to make it easier. "The female doll suggested quite seriously.

"Can you hold it?" Xie Fang couldn't help but tease when she saw that she was pink and cute, but she was old-fashioned when she spoke.

"Yes, I've held other people's babies. The girl doll said.

"Did you drop your baby on the floor?"

"Of course not, do you think I am a child?"

"You're a kid!"

"I'm obviously a super invincible beautiful girl, and I'm already an adult. ”

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In a rather happy chat, Xie Fang couldn't help but be a little surprised when she learned that the female doll was the daughter of Lei Tianming's eldest brother Ning Dongyang.

"Ning Dongyang is already over forty years old, and he still has such a young daughter, he will definitely be very precious!"

Among all the senior brothers, Ning Dongyang was the most towards Lei Tianming. Xie Fang was grateful, and immediately found a lot of snacks to give to his little daughter to eat.

"Don't be so polite, my dad said everyone is their own. The ghost elf named Ning Qian waved his little hand, not appreciating.

In the evening, a woman came out of the room at the other end of the courtyard, with an apron tied around her waist, and shouted in a loud voice: "Xiaoqian!

Ning Qian sat on the edge of Xie Fang's bed. Help rocking the cradle and turning a deaf ear.

Xie Fang heard the woman keep shouting, and asked curiously while cooking, "Sissi, are you calling you?"

"Yes. Ning Qian's expression was relaxed.

"Then why don't you agree?" Xie Fang was puzzled.

Ning Qian wrinkled her little nose and grimaced, but she didn't speak.

"Little ......Akane!" the woman called for a long time. Suddenly remembered something, and reluctantly changed her name: "Super invincible beautiful girl! It's time to go home for dinner, super invincible beautiful girl!"

"It's coming!" Ning Qian was willing to answer, tried to stand on tiptoe, and pulled Lei Luo's hand in the cradle, "Baby, my sister will come to accompany you tomorrow!" After speaking, she waved her hand at Xie Fang and went home bouncing.

Xie Fang, who was dumbfounded, didn't come back to his senses until the smell of paste came from the pot.

"What a ......kid these days," she said, she didn't know how to describe it.

In the days that followed. Ning Qian would come to Xie Fang's house every day to report for duty. The little girl seems to be very interested in the younger Lei Luo, and always puts on a "mature sister to take care of her naΓ―ve brother", which makes people squirt.

Xie Fang wanted to give birth to a daughter when she was pregnant, and after getting along with Ning Qian for a long time, she liked her more and more. Ning Qian did help a little - at least there was a talking person looking at the cradle, Xie Fang no longer had to worry about Lei Luo climbing out and falling to the ground, and he didn't have to carry Lei Luo behind his back all the time.

"You can't take care of yourself right now, so there's nothing to be shy about. "Xie Fang when she changed Lei Luo's diaper. Ning Qian would always be by his side to comfort him.

Lei Luo was expressionless.

"Once upon a time there was a Wuluo Mountain, and there lived an old man on the mountain. At that time, all the warriors did not have martial spirit. If you want to learn skills, you have to go up to him...... "Ning Qian often tells Lei Luo some stories, some of which are copied from adults as they are, and some of which are "recreated" by themselves, which are extremely whimsical and absurd.

Lei Luo was expressionless.

"When I was your age, I was already able to speak. Why wouldn't you? Poor little baby. But it doesn't matter. I won't dislike you. Ning Qian took off her bow and put it on Lei Luo's head, and after looking at it for a long time, she always felt that it was not beautiful, so she had to give up the idea of dressing him.

Relo remained expressionless.

Finally one day, Ning Qian couldn't bear it anymore. Asked Xie Fang: "Why does the baby never smile or speak?"

This question stumped Xie Fang.

When Lei Tianming came home, Xie Fang said worriedly: "Is our son a little too late? ”

"There are two or three-year-olds who can't speak, what kind of foolish are you doing now?" Lei Tianming said angrily.

Xie Fang snorted, raised his head and said, "Our son should be the best in every aspect, do you think he can compare with those examples?"

Lei Tianming was simply a show when he met a soldier, and he couldn't explain it clearly, so he had to give up arguing wisely and go out to take a shower with a big towel. When he came back from washing, he saw that the fruit had been cut on the table and a large cup of strong tea had been brewed, Xie Fang sat next to him and smiled softly at himself.

"What are you doing?" Lei Tianming took a step back quite vigilantly, thinking that his wife was going to make a big move.

"Is it that things haven't been going well in the gang lately? I see that you are always thinking about your heart, and you can't even sleep well. Xie Fang said softly.

Lei Tianming was stunned, shook his head and laughed: "Hey, it's okay! Everything is going well, and those grandsons will be completely wiped out in a few days!"

Knowing her husband and wife, Xie Fang clearly captured the strangeness in Lei Tianming's eyes, but she knew very well that she couldn't help anything.

On the day Lei Luo spoke, the couple was discussing what name they wanted to give him.

The topic of the same content has been carried out countless times, and every time the husband and wife don't let anyone, they feel that the name they come up with is better, and the quarrel has no result in the end.

This time there was a little referee, Ning Qian sat on the chair seriously, kicked the little red shoes slowly, and held a pen and paper in her hand to prepare for scoring.

"Lei Batian!" Lei Tianming was triumphant, and first reported his favorite name.

"Childish. Ning Qian shook her head, drew a big zero on the paper, and held it up to him.

Being so humiliated by a five-year-old girl, Lei Tianming couldn't help but be annoyed and angry: "Such a domineering name, how can it be naΓ―ve?!"

"How can a father and son call the same word? This is common sense, it's pitiful for the baby to have a father like you!" Ning Qian snorted.

Lei Tianming then remembered that there seemed to be such a saying, staring at the little girl, her face turned the color of pig liver, and she almost fainted.

Xie Fang saw that her husband was deflated, and hurriedly spoke: "Lei Yushu!

"What does the Yushu mean by the wind, right?" Ning Qian blinked her eyes and thought for a while, "But if the surname is Lei, can the thunder still be in the wind if it hits the tree?"

didn't even score, Xie Fang pounced.

The couple mentioned many names in a row, but they were all rejected by Ning Qian mercilessly. I don't know where this little girl came from with such a precocious mind, and every word is reasonable, which makes the two speechless.

"Then what do you call it?!" Lei Tianming was so angry that he had long forgotten the other party's age and referee status.

"If you want me to say......" Ning Qian bit the crayon and thought about it very seriously, "It's better to call him Little Brother Lei, anyway, you have to follow me in the future, and it will be easier to call." ”

Lei Tianming and Xie Fang stared wide-eyed, and just wanted to shake their heads together, when they suddenly heard a childish and stiff voice from the cradle: "Lei Luo." ”

All three of them were stunned and rushed to the front together.

Staring at the three self-assertive guys, one big and one small, Lei Luo resisted the urge to kill them all, biting his fingers with drooling and repeating: "Lei Luo." ”

"What did he say, Lele?" Ning Qian wondered.

"Lei Luo!" Lei Luo was furious, didn't this little girl deliberately interrupt?!

"Now I understand, it's really Lele!" Lei Tianming patted his thigh hard, very excited.

After repeated confirmation and discussion by the family, Lei Luo's new name is tentatively named "Lei Lele" - in the eyes of the couple, Lei Luo's opening to speak is of course a coincidence, but it is extremely meaningful.

"My son can talk! Lele, haha, I'm happy to kill Lao Tzu!" Lei Tianming was still muttering until he went to bed at night.

"Isn't that a bit earthy?" Xie Fang's words finally made Lei Luo breathe a sigh of relief.

"Nonsense, how festive! That's the name, if you really let me change it, unless Lao Tzu breaks his head tomorrow!"

Early the next morning, the sleepy-eyed Lei Tianming had just walked out of the house, and before his trouser belt was fastened, he stepped on a banana peel on the sole of his foot. He has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his basic skills have not been lost, and he twisted his waist and exerted his strength, fell to the side, and stepped on the second and third banana peels with his feet impartially, and the whole person fell down in a miserable howl, and his head was broken by the crockpot of stewed meat, and he saw blood on the spot.

"Husband, are you okay?" Xie Fang was frightened when he heard the movement, and rushed out to help Lei Tianming up.

"Oh, fuck! Who threw the banana peel at our door, why didn't you confiscate the crockpot at home?" Lei Tianming snorted and covered his head, returned to the house and asked Xie Fang to bandage the wound, and suddenly saw his son sitting on the cart staring at him with a pair ......of small eyes, and grinned at the moment, "Good son, do you feel sorry for your father?"

"Ray Lo. Lei Luo interrupted him with a blank face. (To be continued......)