Chapter Ninety-Nine: Daddy Zhang Ming (1)

"Well, I can't do this anymore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Zhang Ming saw that the red gourd and the blue gourd became listless, and he couldn't bear to reprimand them.

"En!" After hearing this, the two little gourds nodded hurriedly.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" said Yao Chi's voice behind Zhang Ming.

"When did you come, junior sister?"

Zhang Ming was very surprised by the arrival of Yaochi, but the little gourds were very happy.

"Mother's good. ā€

"My mother is here. ā€

"Mother. ā€

ā€œ.......ā€

When Zhang Ming heard the names of the little gourds, he thought to himself: Sure enough, it is the junior sister. However, seeing that the little gourds were so enthusiastic about Yaochi, Zhang Ming suddenly felt a little surprised, and scolded with a smile in his heart: A group of people who have no conscience.

"My mother has brought you gifts. Yaochi looked at the little gourd with a smile on her face.

"Great, mother's best, bring gifts every time. The blue gourd cried out happily.

"En, mother, do you still have that kind of fire just now?" the little red gourd shook his body in agreement, and then asked expectantly.

ā€œ......ā€

"Mother's relatives are better than fathers. The little red gourd gave Zhang Ming the final blow.

Zhang Ming stood aside speechlessly, he finally knew that the little gourd and the others had only met Yaochi once, so they were so enthusiastic about Yaochi.

Yao Ji waved her hand, and there were many treasures suspended in front of her, such as: Three Light Divine Water, Fire Essence, Nine Heavens Rest, and other treasures.

"Mother, I love you. The little blue gourd hurriedly absorbed the Sanguang Divine Water into his gourd.

"Hiccup!" the little blue gourd burped contentedly.

"Thank you, mother. The little orange gourd thanked Yaochi before taking the gift.

The remaining few small gourds also thanked Yaochi one after another before taking the gift away.

"Daddy hasn't given us a gift yet?" said the little yellow gourd suddenly.

Although the little gourds had no eyes, Zhang Ming could feel that the eyes of the little gourds must be staring at him.

"Haha, this...... This ......" Zhang Ming desperately gave Yao Chi a look, but Yao Chi turned a blind eye.

"Daddy, they're ......"

Just when Zhang Ming didn't know what to do, the Weaver Girl and the six-eared macaque appeared at the door of the vegetable garden.

"I'll introduce you to you, these are the seven younger sisters. ā€

Zhang Ming was like an amnesty, Zhang Ming hurriedly stepped forward, pulled the Weaver Girl to the side of the gourd vine, and introduced the little gourds to the Weaver Girl.

"This is your sister. Zhang Ming pointed to the Weaver Girl and introduced the seven little gourds.

"They are your brothers. Zhang Ming introduced the six-eared macaques.

"This is your Uncle Lee. Zhang Ming introduced Li Changgeng.

"Daddy, why does my brother look different from you?"

"yes, Daddy!"

"Is my sister also a gourd?"

ā€œ......ā€

The little gourd asked one after another, especially the blue gourd, the more he talked, the more excited he became, as if he had eaten Xuanmai, and he couldn't stop at all.

"Stop!" Zhang Ming waited for a while, and found that if he didn't stop, the little gourd and they could talk all day.

After the little gourds heard Zhang Ming's voice, they all stopped, only the little blue gourd seemed to want to talk.

"There are so many questions from the little ones. Zhang Ming hurriedly scolded the little gourd.

"Daddy, where's our gift?" said the little yellow gourd again.

"Uh...... If you have any questions, just ask them, Daddy and Mom have something to do, so go out first. After Zhang Ming finished talking to the little gourds, he turned to the six-eared macaque and said, "Don't bully your junior sister." After saying that, he pulled Yaochi and left.

After leaving the vegetable garden, "Huh, junior sister, you didn't know to help me just now, causing me to lose so much face in front of the child." Zhang Ming complained to Yaochi.

"How can I help you? All my inventory is for my daughters, and there are only some defective products left, are you willing to use them for the children?" Although what Yao Chi said was reasonable, Zhang Ming always felt that Yao Chi's eyes revealed a sense of schadenfreude.

"Forget it. Senior sister, let me ask you, you really don't have any inventory?" Zhang Ming asked Yaochi with a serious face.

"And a few more. Seeing Zhang Ming's serious expression, Yao Chi didn't know what was going on, but he still told the truth.

"Sure enough. A depressed expression appeared on Zhang Ming's face.

"Senior brother, you shouldn't be trying to deceive me, right?" After Yao Chi saw Zhang Ming's expression, he looked at Zhang Ming with some suspicion.

"I'm not as boring as you, have you found it, the things you gave are ...... to our daughters. ā€

When Yao Chi heard the words "our daughter", the whole person became dizzy, and he didn't know what Zhang Ming said later, Yao Chi was immersed in his own world.

"Senior sister, junior sister!"

Zhang Ming's shouts came from Yao Chi's ears, and Yao Chi immediately woke up from his fantasy.

"Ah, what are you talking about, senior brother?" asked Yaochi in a panic.

"Senior sister, are you okay?" Zhang Ming saw Yao Chi's abnormal behavior and looked at Yao Chi with a concerned expression.

"It's okay, it's okay. Senior brother, what did you just say?" Yao Chi was afraid that Zhang Ming would ask, so he immediately opened the topic.

"Are you really okay?" Zhang Ming looked at Yao Chi seriously.

"Yes! Yao Chi replied movingly, Zhang Ming glanced at Yao Chi deeply, and said, "I said that those things of yours seem to be good for our daughter." I just want to ask you how much you have left, or how much your world can produce in a day. ā€

"How much can you produce in a day, senior brother, are you not confused?" Yao Chi looked at Zhang Ming with an expression of disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ming looked at Yaochi suspiciously.

"Senior brother, those are top-notch treasures, not cabbage. Even if it is the current flood famine, there will not be much, let alone my world. Some of these spiritual creatures will be born when the heavens are opened, and the rest will be conceived by the world, and it will take tens of thousands of years to do so. Yao Chi gestured with a small ball of fire essence.

"Then how much can your world produce?" Zhang Ming asked, looking at Yao Chi.

"If I do my best, I can produce one in 100 years"

"It's too slow. ā€

After Zhang Ming said a word, he fell silent. Yaochi looked at the silent Zhang Ming, and she comforted: "Senior brother, it's almost practical......"

"No, you can't be bitter for the child, and the girl must be rich, otherwise she will be easy to be deceived by others in the future. Before Yaochi's words were finished, they were vetoed by Zhang Ming.

"Then what are you going to do, go to the flood wilderness to find it?" said Yaochi as he looked at Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming fell silent again, and when Yaochi was about to say something, Zhang Ming suddenly shouted: "I thought of it." ā€