[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

A special guest came to the God Realm, and he was also an old acquaintance of Tang San.

At this time, the blue-haired Poseidon and the young man from the Western Region with strange eyes were sitting opposite each other. Tang San had a more comprehensive understanding of Muchito's identity and strength.

"Oh, I didn't expect that after four years of not seeing each other, you even have a child." Muchito hugged the boy who was more than three years old, took out food from the package around his waist and teased, "Little nephew, this is Junshan Do you want to eat the fish cakes?"

"Raccoon slave wants to eat." The child nodded seriously, staring at the snow-white fish cakes with a pair of big golden cat eyes without blinking.

"It turned out to be called 'Raccoon Slave'. Hey, this is a good name." Muchito smiled and frowned, "Little Raccoon, take it and eat it. Master and you, Aye, still have something to talk about."

"Aye? Is this my father you are talking about, uncle?" Li Nu asked curiously as he took a bite of the fish cake and one of his cheeks bulged. He was not afraid of strangers, perhaps because of the similar facial features between Mu Qituo and Meng Jiang, as well as Tang San's familiar attitude towards young people from the Western Regions.

"Smart, 'Aye' is the traditional name for father in our country. He can also be called 'Yeye', 'Sir', or you can call him 'Third Brother'."

"'Third Brother'? If I call him, will he grow up?" In Li Nu's memory, the only people who would call Tang San this way were Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, and they were all adults.

The traditional titles of Tang people confuse little children: "And I have a grandfather, so dad is dad."

He stuffed the fish cake into his mouth in two or three mouthfuls, jumped off Muchito's lap, and waved to the two of them, "See you, uncle, Aye. I'm going to Aunt Rong's house for dinner."

"Bring your bag and don't run around on the road." Tang San warned. He is not a good cook. Apart from boiling porridge, making other dishes is like refining poison. Therefore, after being weaned, Li Nu grew up eating hundreds of meals. He would have a meal here today and a bite there tomorrow. Children's favorite places to go are Oscar and Rong Nianbing. One of them is the God of Cookery, and the other has the title of Ice and Fire Demon Chef. Their cooking is delicious, and they are naturally loved by the raccoon slaves.

Speaking of whether Li Nu would go to Rong Nian Bing’s house to have a meal, it was because he was going to Dai Mubai’s house once when he went out. The other party said that he would make delicious fish soup for him today. Unfortunately, the child was very curious and was taken away by others on the way. Something attracted his attention and went away, and when he came back to his senses, he had lost his way.

In the past, Tang San took time out of his busy schedule to send him to his friend's house, but after Li Nu asked that he could go by himself, Tang San let him try a few times, and followed quietly behind him, watching him carry his cat on his back. I put a small bag with a bottle and snacks in it. I ate and walked. The journey went smoothly, and I felt relieved.

The God Realm is very big. A child, no matter how talented he is, can only remember two or three roads. This is based on the fact that the other six Shrek monsters live not far from the Poseidon Temple and live together. reason.

I lost my way and didn’t know how to get back. I had finished eating the food again, just a few small bites. I was not very hungry. Now it was almost time for dinner. The child was squatting on the roadside alone, rubbing his hungry and deflated belly, and whispered with tears in his eyes. cry.

Then he was picked up by Rong Nianbing who was passing by.

From a distance, I saw a conspicuous red dumpling. Looking at the entire God Realm, such a small cub could only belong to the Poseidon family.

The blond young man took the child home, and after notifying Tang San through his divine power, he began to prepare to roll up his sleeves and cook.

The child sat obediently in front of the dining table, his feet dangling in the air, and two layers of soft cushions were placed under his butt so that he could reach the table. He was holding a small bowl and was surrounded by a group of beautiful goddesses, all of whom were Rong Nianbing's family members.

He called people one by one, and his stomach growled. He covered his face and smiled sheepishly. Two golden cat eyes appeared between his chubby fingers. He timidly looked out, and a group of women rushed forward. Come and want to hug him.

Rong Nianbing was able to resolve the situation. He knew that the children of Tang San's family were naturally weak, and they were like wolves and tigers. They were afraid of scaring the children, so he persuaded the goddesses to leave.

The milk-white dumpling is dressed in bright red. Although his father is unreliable and adopts a free-range policy, he can't bear to be fed by a group of uncles and aunts who feed him good food and drink every day. In addition, he can't live without him because he is weak. With the nourishment of various fairy herbs and elixirs, the child was raised to be chubby, with a rosy complexion and obvious baby fat. Although he looks a little fatter, and his chubby little hands are full of dimples, the child doesn't look fat, and it just makes people look cute.

After having a meal at Rong Nian Bing's house, Li Nuren didn't remember clearly, but he remembered the taste of the food. So the next day he pestered Tang San to go out with him. When Tang San had a meeting with the gods, he sat at the door of the conference hall and waited. After the meeting ended, he didn't even look at his own father and went straight to Rong Rong. Nian Bing pounced on him because he had inherited Meng Jiang's keen sense of smell and could already smell the scent of delicious food that lingered on the other party's body.

Although Tang San had a cold attitude towards this child who had put Meng Jiang in danger, at this moment, Poseidon, who had been decisively abandoned by his son, suddenly felt extremely displeased with the God of Emotions.

"The raccoon slave is hungry and wants to eat."

Let me ask, who can bear to let such a cute child go hungry? Rong Nianbing, whose legs were hugged by the child, expressed under the gaze of those moist and shining golden eyes that he couldn't bear to refuse anyway.

Holding the dumpling in his arms, Rong Nianbing pinched the child's soft face and said happily, "Tang San, why don't you let the little cat come to my house for dinner today? I happened to have invented a new dish, which is quite suitable for children. .”

Tang San: We should throw the brat directly to Mubai's house, even giving up his biological father for food.

...But this little heartless guy looks exactly like Ajaan.

The raccoon slave was lying on Rong Nianbing's shoulder, pouting her rosy lips towards the emerald-haired woman, waving her little hand and blowing a kiss with a smile, "Mua, Aunt Green is beautiful again today."

The goddess of life was filled with joy, and she wanted to hold the child over for some intimacy. With a gentle and bright smile on her face, she also blew a kiss to the child playfully, "The raccoon slave is even cuter today."

"He is handsome." Tuanzi corrected him seriously with a small face on his face, "Cuteness is temporary, handsomeness is lifelong." At the end, he nodded as if he was self-affirming.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Poseidon firmly denied, "I didn't teach him, I just told him some bedtime stories." Some interesting things that happened in the past.

Should we say that we are worthy of Ajahn and his son? Even their personalities are so similar. So Ajahn, when will you wake up?

"Muchito, you said you have a way to wake up A Jiang?" At this time, Tang San was extremely excited. He had been waiting for so long, nearly fifteen hundred years, that he even began to think that Meng Jiang would sleep forever.

But Tang San immediately calmed down: "The Goddess of Life said that A'jan fell asleep because she needed to repair her divine personality and artifacts. Will waking her up from the outside have any bad effects on her?"

"The God of Rakshasa is only a first-level god, why does she need to spend so long repairing the divine equipment and divine equipment?" Muchito held up his face, "Lang Hua has been sleeping for too long, I'm afraid she got lost in the realm of Yin and Yang. In the meantime, someone needs to bring her back, and you, the one who can live and die, is just the right person."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Actually, it's nothing. Just help Langhua establish a connection with the outside world and let her realize that everything she is experiencing at this time is illusion." The eyes of the young man from the Western Regions with different eyes are gentle, with the ruthless cruelty of the years, " Between the yin and yang worlds, all experiences are just a big dream."

"Understood." Tang San nodded, "Then let's start now."

"So impatient?" Muchito laughed.

The blue-haired Shen Zhuan replied: "I don't want to wait any longer."

Condensing his consciousness into the realm of Yin and Yang, he saved a lot of trouble because of the Poseidon Trident mark he had previously imprinted on Meng Jiang. Through the connection, he could find the other party more easily.

It took a long time to cast the spell. When he finished, Li Nu came back from dinner and had been poking at the door for a while. "Uncle, has Aye gone to find his mother? Can I go too?"

"Perhaps your mother would rather you call her 'A' Niang'." The young man, who was a little weak after a lot of consumption, sat on a chair and looked at Tang San who was also asleep on the bed and said slowly, "He will bring her back." .”

"Yes." Tuanzi nodded in understanding, rubbed his eyes and yawned slightly, "Slave Li is going to take a nap."

He stood on tiptoes and looked at Tang San and then at Meng Jiang. He pouted and climbed onto the bed that was a little high for him. He kicked off his shoes, got into Meng Jiang's arms, patted the place next to him and looked at Mu Qi. He asked, "Uncle, I'm here to sleep too."

"I'd better forget it." Looking at the innocent child, Muchito couldn't laugh or cry, "I'll wait outside. If you, Aye, wake up, ask him to come to me." If he really lay down and fell asleep, Tang San is still not allowed to explode after he wakes up?

"Okay." Li Nu nodded obediently, shrank down, pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes obediently.

In the past, he always slept by himself, and Tang San wouldn't let him disturb Meng Jiang, so he usually got up in the morning after Tang San left, sneaked to Meng Jiang's side and got under the quilt, then went back to sleep, and waited until he woke up. After he washes himself, he can put on his cat-head backpack filled with snacks and go out to eat at his uncle and aunt's house.

Although Meng Jiang had never opened his eyes since Li Nu had memories, he knew that this was his mother. His father was cold to him because of his mother, but looking at Meng Jiangrou's beautiful face, he always felt that the other person would be as gentle as Ning Rongrong or the goddess of life Xiaolu, so he couldn't help but get close to her.

Muchito: ...The waves are not gentle, little Li'er, you are too simple, don't be fooled by appearances!

The room became quiet, and Li Nu opened his eyes again, a pair of big gilded cat eyes gliding around. I have never had such a moment sleeping with my parents before. He is not afraid that his father will teach him a lesson when he wakes up, because he knows that his mother will also wake up. Maybe he can act coquettishly to his mother before being kicked out?

After all, he is so handsome and cute. 【Narcissism of Obsession.jpg】

——Exactly the same as Meng Jiang.

"Bah!" He kissed Meng Jiang on the face, and the child made a milky sound and said, "Mom, good afternoon."