Can you not despair?

It's like God giving you a wishful golden hoop stick called Monkey King, only to find out that it is a top door bar!

At night, the boy was like a female dog, crowded with six cubs, and they slept soundly, but the boy had insomnia all night. When I got up, the young grandmother was already covered in the smell of urine, yes, the god-like gourd babies still had to wet the bed.

The boy became a dad and had to take care of them. Ben hoped that with their mana, they could have no worries about food and clothing, and live in a five-star hotel in this gourd canyon.

They were still sleeping, and the boy was already kneeling under the gourd vine, waiting for the seven babies to come. That was his only hope. In myths and legends, Qiwa has a baby gourd, which can make seven guys merge, and eventually turn into a mountain to suppress the snake and scorpion two demons.

The story ends like that, the first six are like mentally handicapped children, is it because the seventh baby has not yet appeared. These seven babies may be the turning point of everything. The boy could only comfort himself in this way.

Most likely, the guy hasn't been born yet and seems to have had a difficult birth. Powerful characters generally have dystocia, such as Nezha, such as Lei Zhenzi, which is either hiding in the uterus or not coming out?

The boy found all kinds of reasons to convince himself.

The last gourd hung on the vine, thin and small, and had not developed since last night. The skin of the gourd is shriveled and wrinkled.

This purple ugly gourd made the young man's heart tremble again, but no matter what, he had to wait.

Fortunately, the six guys didn't seem to be hungry, they didn't eat the fireworks of the world, and the teenager didn't put pressure to get them food. But I'm hungry.

With the gurgling singing in his stomach, the young man could only endure and wait for the birth of the seventh baby.

moved, and the ugly purple gourd fell off the handle and rolled in front of the boy. No, why didn't a big fat boy pop up with a flash of golden light?

The purple gourd shook on the ground for a long time before it stabilized, and the boy also squatted down and watched like a dog. The mouth of the gourd has been opened, and the inside is empty.

What the hell is this, what about the seven gourd babies who said yes? Even seven of them are mentally retarded, you have to make it up for me first, right? The boy was desperate.

Could it be that Qiwa is this ugly gourd with no appearance? The young man held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find anything profound.

"It's another pit, my tragic crossing is already a great tragedy now. The boy said without tears.

"Daddy, Daddy......"

The six guys also woke up, and sure enough, the child came together to find his mother, and the boy is now a father and a mother.

"Sons, you seventh brother, die young!"

The boy cried in despair, and the six children rushed up to him, trying to get into his arms, but they pressed him to the ground, and they thought it was funny, and they used the boy as a meat pad.

"Get out of here, little bunnies!"

The boy finally broke out completely, and the result of being played as a monkey in a row was that the monkey was crazy and bit people.

What gods, fairies, demons, it's all bullshit. The young man's crossing is passive, and I thought to myself that I didn't ask you, didn't I just sing a few words of the theme song of the gourd baby? As for torturing me like this.

is still a sensible baby, "Brothers, don't make trouble, Dad is in a bad mood." ”

He was the eldest, and gave orders to the little brothers, and they all sat quietly beside the young man. The boy's stomach began to bark out of place again.

Grunt......

The gourd babies laughed together, and only the second baby was silent. He looked up to the sky and sighed like an adult.

"Daddy's hungry, let's go find something to eat. Although the second baby couldn't hear, she was observing the boy.

"Kid me, can you mentally retarded guys still cook?" the boy thought he had misheard. This time, it's really going to watch the children play the house. Okay, then look at it, anyway, I have nothing to love, and the young man is holding a small purple gourd in his hand and playing with it boringly.

I don't know how the gourd babies found the sweet potatoes from the grove, washed them with stream water, and sent them to the boy.

The young man was a little moved, these children looked at him with innocent eyes, just now they were still disgusting them, and their conscience was disturbed.

While grief-stricken, the boy enjoyed the treatment of being surrounded by children, some rubbing shoulders and some beating his back, while wondering if there was a mistake in that link, or if he was too anxious. Children need time to grow, how can they go to heaven and earth as soon as they are born.

But they are gods, not like this in the gourd mythology: when the golden light flashes, they all jump out with stunts.

Are they not yet aware of their mission?

The teenagers decide to tell stories and wake them up with stories. So he gathered them around, although the seventh was just a purple gourd, the young man also put him on the ground in front of him.

"Once upon a time, there was a gourd mountain, and there was ...... inside"

The story of the gourd baby is a young man who reverses it backwards and tells it from beginning to end. The gourd babies were all brought into the story, and as the plot of the story progressed, the cute expressions were replaced in turn, and their mouths were also uh...... Yes...... The shouting.

After the story is told, the teenager waits for their reaction. But they were still unsatisfied, and looked at the boy with disappointment.

"Sons, you are the seven gourd babies, you," the young man pointed to the big baby, "you are the red baby, you have the power of the heavenly gods, you," the young man pointed to the second baby, "you are the orange baby......"

They pouted and ignored the teenager anymore, as if such a comparison hurt their self-esteem.

And the fourth and fifth babies have already become a mess. Sure enough, water and fire are incompatible, and it stands to reason that one of the two brothers plays with fire, and the other plays with water. This is the only place that fits the plot of the mythological story.

The purple gourd on the ground moved, and it also left the boy and rolled into the middle of the six gourd babies.

A miracle happened. The six guys seemed to feel some kind of calling, and they all disappeared into the gourd as soon as they slipped through the smoke.

This...... Is this going to be like that again?" the boy was dumbfounded.

He lay on the ground, looked at the mouth of the gourd, and shouted the names of the six gourd babies one by one, but no one paid attention to him. Only the small mouth of the purple gourd was left facing him, and there was silence all around.

Grabbing the purple gourd, the young man held it high, "Fuck you, what kind of bullshit myth......" The young man thought to himself, he is a man who is burdened with the destiny of subduing the two demons of the snake and scorpion!

I'm going to throw this thing into the stream and make them disappear in front of my eyes, isn't it just the two demons of the snake and scorpion? The plot has developed so far that it is getting more and more outrageous, maybe this gourd baby is just a disguise, and there is no use for hair...... The boy thought angrily.

However, the boy was reluctant, one hand was raised and lowered, raised and put down, and after doing a stretching exercise for a long time, he thought of what the six little ones said and called Daddy. Although they don't have mana, they are also cute and cute, and it is too ruthless to leave them in the gourd valley?

Hey, it's always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted...... The boy sighed.

Under that big tree, sat for an afternoon. The vine was also amazing, after the seven gourds fell, all the lush leaves withered and fell off, and only one dead vine stood in front of me.

The cold wind in the valley at night was very cold, and there were all kinds of strange sounds everywhere, and it was useless for the boy to chat with the purple gourd until his mouth was dry. There will be no more miracles, and those six little ones cruelly left me. The boy thought desperately.

"I'm yours, Daddy!" the boy roared feebly at the gourd valley.

He suddenly missed the warmth of being squeezed by the gourd baby to sleep together, and the sweet potato he ate became his emotional debt, children, sons, dad is so lonely!