I of Douluo became Qian Renxue's second martial soul

"If that person dotes on you, it doesn't matter whether you get a certificate or not. If that person doesn't love you, even the law can't protect you, because the law can't tie people's hearts. Marriage doesn't mean happiness, and being single doesn't mean unhappiness. We were born It is also a person, and it is impossible to leave at the same time in the end. Love is a spiritual luxury, and you can do without it. You have to understand that the most important thing is stable emotions and good property, not whether someone loves you or not.” — —The slogan of the Civil Affairs Bureau in 2022.

Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue were astonished to see Qian Xunji's remarks, and Qian Daoliu couldn't help but say in astonishment: "That Jier, how many offspring do you think you have to be considered as the continuation of the angel line?"

"And how many heirs do you think can help Xue'er?"

Listening to Qian Daoliu's question, Qian Xunji said in a startling way: "Father, my son thinks that even if there are not a hundred or eighty children, there must be at least a dozen."

Then he asked Qian Daoliu's opinion with a serious expression, "Father, do you think this is enough?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help taking half a step back, his legs softened and said: "Ji'er, your father and I are already a hundred years old, so don't you threaten me like this."

Qian Daoliu looked seriously at the still handsome Chihiro Ji, and said with a deep meaning: "Ji'er, you are over half a century old now, don't ignore your physical discomfort just because of your strength. , after all, you are not young anymore, and you will inevitably be unable to do what you want, so don't force yourself!"

Then he asked Chihiro Ji anxiously: "Ji'er, do you think what your father said is reasonable?"

Qian Xunji's face was a little embarrassed, and he quietly tightened his hands holding the child a little, and replied a little uncomfortably: "Father, what you said seems to make sense."

"However, Ji'er thinks that the number of heirs should be discussed first before discussing the quality. There will be no mistakes in spreading the net and cultivating more. There can always be a few outstanding geniuses here, right?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu was speechless, sighed lightly and didn't want to say a word to this boar son. "Oh, this son is not far away from Fei, and he is running wildly on the road of breeding pigs. I, a father, can't hold him back, can't hold him back!"

At this time, Qian Renxue on the side suddenly said: "Father, that's not right, we have to devote all our resources to focus on training, so that we can cultivate more outstanding offspring!"

"If you only blindly pursue the number of descendants, the quality of the descendants will be reduced, which will lead to unhealthy competition among the descendants, and will reduce their sense of belonging to the angel line."

"Father, you need to know that only the flowers watered with love will bloom with love. Only the geniuses cultivated with all one's strength will be able to belong in their hearts."

Then he advised: "Dad, don't just live for the sake of life blindly, give them love, and then focus on nurturing them."

Hearing this, Qian Xunji asked somewhat reluctantly: "Xue'er, don't you want more siblings?"

Qian Renxue didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Dad, it's good for me to want younger brothers and sisters, but it's not good to have too many, it will take away a lot of love from you, Dad, so the love Xue'er got is not good. Less."

While talking, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little bit lost. Seeing this, Qian Xunji suddenly realized: "Xue'er, I'm sorry, it's because Dad didn't think well."

"Father forgot, our Xue'er also needs a lot of love, it's my father who neglected."

Then she made up her mind and said: "Xue'er, don't worry, Dad has decided that after your little brother is born, he will not continue to have children."

Immediately asked for opinions: "Do you think this is feasible?"

Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue looked at Qian Xunji with question marks on their faces when they heard the word 'little brother'.Qian Renxue couldn't help but asked directly: "Little brother? Where did Dad come from?"

Qian Xunji said a little embarrassedly: "Hehe, your little brother is still in his mother's womb. Dad only learned the good news today, and I haven't had time to share it with you."

Qian Daoliu looked up at the dome, and said weakly, "Oh, Ah Shang, look at what you've done!"

"My angel has always passed on from one line to the other, but just a few words from you have broken this phenomenon. Should I thank you? Or should I thank you!"

"My son's enlightenment is late, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop it."

"Hey, my reputation as an angel will sooner or later be ruined by your birth!"

"Oh, the birth of all evil..."