Chapter Ninety-Eight: I Have a Daughter Again?

"Bah!" the door of Zixiao Palace was pushed open at once. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The people who were originally immersed in the discussion between Hongjun and Yaochi were immediately awakened, and everyone turned their heads to see that the person was Zhang Ming.

"The teacher is not good, the gourd baby has crossed. Saying that, Zhang Ming's tone didn't know whether he was excited or anxious.

"????" Hongjun and everyone looked at him confused...... What the hell are you talking about?

Zhang Ming saw that everyone was looking at him in confusion, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain: "The seed that my sister gave me is actually the seed of the gourd baby." ”

"Dad, what's wrong with Mommy's relics?"

Hearing this, the little face of the Weaver Girl, who was the first to react, was full of anxiety.

"Uh...... , nothing, just a few hiccups alike. Zhang Ming's answer was a bit slurred. Obviously, Zhang Ming didn't want the Weaver Girl to know.

"No, I'll have to go back and see. ”

Looking at his stumbling appearance, the Weaver Girl was about to leave, and a hand reached out from behind, which turned out to be stopped by Zhang Ming.

The Weaver Girl looked at Zhang Ming with a puzzled gaze, and Zhang Ming noticed the confusion in her eyes, but ignored it. He turned to sit down and looked squarely at the white-bearded old man, hoping that he would give him an answer.

"Teacher, what's going on?"

"Senior brother, what is a gourd baby?"

Yao Chi beside Zhang Ming spoke, and the six-eared macaque and the rest of the people were also curious.

"Uh...... It's nothing, it's just that I like the bear children who line up one by one to send (human heads). ”

"Oh!" Although Yao Chi didn't understand Zhang Ming's vague words, she didn't continue to ask.

"This seed was born from a gourd vine on Buzhou Mountain, and was obtained by Yao Ji by chance. Under normal circumstances, planting this seed would produce seven innate spirit treasure-level gourds. But because when you get merit, this seed takes the opportunity to absorb a lot of merit and gives birth to consciousness. ”

After Hongjun finished speaking, Zhang Ming finally figured out the cause and effect.

"So, then I'm really their dad?!"

Hongjun nodded, with no sadness or joy on his face, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"And who's their mother?"

Yaochi on the side took the opportunity to pretend to be stupid and lead the topic to a direction that he really hoped in his heart.

"They don't have mothers, but the women they see at first glance may be able to become ......" Speaking of this, Hongjun suddenly glanced in the direction where Yaochi was standing, and the rest of the words did not come out.

"Then you talk, I won't bother!"

After Zhang Ming knew the reason, he couldn't wait to leave.

Staring at Zhang Ming's imprudent back, which was getting smaller and smaller, Hongjun didn't say anything.

"That's all for this discussion, so go down, all of you. ”

"Thank you, Master (Old Ancestor)!" everyone under the podium saluted the old man sitting on the poop, and slowly retreated in two columns in an orderly manner.

There were only two people left in the main hall, the old man and the girl, and Hongjun looked at Yaochi, as if he wanted to see her through.

"Teacher, why are you staring at me?" Yao Chi was a little weak by the old man's gaze.

"What about your real body?"

Hongjun opened his mouth, and the first sentence did not give Yaochi any way out.

"Teacher, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Yao Chi secretly exclaimed in his heart, but his face was still as plain as water, "I didn't do anything".

Hearing the girl's answer, Hongjun still looked at her with no emotion. No harshness, no coldness, just ...... Bland, watery.

The good is like water, and it is indisputable with the world.

Bland, bland, know what it is, warm and cold in the world......

"It's back. ”

Hongjun just asked lightly.

"Yes!" Yao Chi replied embarrassedly, like a child who had made a mistake and was caught by his father. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the old man's face.

"Hey, why don't you tell him that you like Haotian? ”

Finally, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl's appearance, and Hongjun wanted to wake her up.

"Teacher, you don't understand. ”

Let's go. Let young people think about it for themselves......

Turning around, the old man turned into a cloud of smoke, and the fog slowly disappeared on the seat.

The girl looked at the place where the old man had disappeared and bowed her head in silence

......

As soon as Zhang Ming returned to the vegetable garden, he heard the excited sound of seven small gourds that said "Daddy is back!", and the seven small gourds swayed to show the excitement in their hearts.

When Zhang Ming saw the lively little guys, he felt a little relieved and a little speechless: I am still a virgin, and I have become the father of eight children.

"Daddy, you're here, we've seen Mommy. The little red gourd said happily.

"Mom, who's that?" Zhang Ming asked confusedly.

"Mom, that's Mommy!" replied the little green gourd in a cute tone.

When Zhang Ming just wanted to ask, he suddenly closed his mouth again, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Daddy, what are you laughing at?" the little yellow gourd asked suddenly.

"Nothing. Zhang Ming hurriedly covered up.

"It always feels like Daddy is hiding something from us. The yellow gourd said in an affirmative tone.

"Uh...... Your nutrition is still enough!" Zhang Ming hurriedly opened the subject.

"Daddy, what is nutrition?" asked the little green gourd weakly.

"Nutrition is ...... It is...... It's what you need to grow. Zhang Ming struggled for a long time before explaining.

"Daddy, I'm feeling fine, the water is not enough, Daddy, can you pour more spiritual water on us?" asked the little blue gourd in an expectant tone.

"Huh! The little red gourd mocked disdainfully.

"What are you talking about?

The red gourd is considered to have poked the sore spot of the blue gourd, because the blue gourd prefers water, and she collects fifty percent of the water of the entire gourd vine, and she doesn't drink it, but stores it in the gourd.

"You want to fight, don't you?" said the little red gourd unceremoniously.

"Fight, fight, who's afraid of whom!" The little blue gourd didn't hesitate at all.

"Boom!"

The small red gourd was not ambiguous, and a flame flew towards the small blue gourd.

"Whew!" the little blue gourd immediately counterattacked, and a large water balloon also flew towards the small red gourd.

Zhang Ming was in a daze, and saw two small gourds fighting, and Zhang Ming suddenly appeared in the middle of the water balloon and the fireball.

"Daddy, get out of the way!"

"Daddy, be careful!"

"Daddy......"

“......”

The seven little gourds immediately shouted anxiously.

Zhang Ming stretched out one hand to the fireball and the other hand to the water ball, and with a strong grip, the fireball and the water ball were annihilated.

After the seven little gourds saw this scene, they all fell silent. Although the seven little gourds had no expressions, Zhang Ming could feel their shock.

"Ahem!" Zhang Ming coughed dryly twice, waking the little gourds from their shock.

"Daddy is amazing!" said the little red gourd in a tone of adoration.

"Yes, yes!" the little blue gourd shook in agreement.

"Haha! Generally the third in the world. Zhang Ming laughed triumphantly.

"Daddy, I want to be as good as Daddy, Daddy will teach me. The little red gourd shook excitedly.

"I'm going to learn, I'm going to learn. The little blue gourd also coaxed.

"Daddy, please. The little cyan gourd also spoke.

"Huh!" Zhang Ming, who was very proud just now, is now sweating profusely.

"This ...... You're still young, and when you're older, your father will teach you. Zhang Ming hurriedly made an excuse.

"Really?" said the little yellow gourd's tone full of suspicion.

"Of course, how could Daddy lie to you, and the two of you can't fight in the future. Zhang Ming hurriedly opened the topic.

Hearing Zhang Ming's reprimand, the red and blue gourds immediately froze, and replied weakly: "Got it, Daddy!"