The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

It took more than a month for Xiaoqiu to completely have no fear of red fruit and fish.

It happened to be near his birthday.

The four-year-old birthday is much simpler than the earlier ones. The gifts that should be received are kept, and the money that should be taken is not forgotten.It's just not a big deal, just a simple meal for the family and some blessings.

Wishes back and forth are all those, Xiaoqiu covered his toenails to know everything, but still put on the appearance of a docile brother, thanked them one by one.After thanking the elders, he took his younger sister back to the room for a nap.

But the moment the door was pushed open, Xiao Qiu was dumbfounded.

The room was full of fluttering butterflies, and occasionally a few flocked to spread their wings in front of the ball.Xiaoqiu carefully observes the appearance of each butterfly, the more she looks at it, the more she wants to cry, all of them are in Xiaota's small jar.

The little fox he raised was naughty and accidentally knocked over the pot beside the basket, and was chased and beaten by Xiaota around the house for three days.In the end, Nezha came forward to mediate, and from then on, the little fox detoured when he saw something long and round.

However, Xiaoqiu, who once devoted himself to protecting the little fox and almost had a big fight with his sister, was speechless.

"Cry if you want, we won't laugh at you." Ao Bing's gentle voice echoed the sound of the door closing.

Nezha withdrew his hand to close the door, and stepped forward to hug Xiaota who was smiling, "Father didn't love you for nothing, I will prepare a surprise for brother." Xiaota raised his chin, hummed twice, and the little milk voice was very playful, "Of course , who am I? I am Ao Yuanchen!"

"Yes, yes, the children of your old Ao's family are the best!"

For the rest of the day, the butterflies in that room were all with Xiaoqiu siblings.Half a month later, under Xiaoqiu's persuasion, Xiaota opened the window and let them go.

"When the life span is coming to an end, let them go home." Xiaoqiu said.

Xiaota listened carefully, and occasionally raised his hand with his sleeve to wipe off the saliva that he accidentally sprayed on his face, "For them, every tomorrow will be tomorrow."

"...What are you talking about?" Xiao Qiu was puzzled, "Is this sentence written in the book?"

"No, it's just a feeling."

Ao Bing, who was studying and eating fruit, suddenly exchanged glances with Nezha, who was tinkering with building blocks of the small pagoda.

Did Wen Quxing sneak over to teach her?

It could also be Ziwei Xing.

After finishing the secret voice, the two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to work on their own affairs.

Day by day, Xiaoqiu's stature also jumped up.After the summer, he was finally at the same height as his peers, and he was able to talk to adults in the image of an older child.

Although, Nezha still insisted on going his own way. When his son said something, he responded in a picky way, and sometimes he could ask questions, but Xiaoqiu was so anxious that he ran to find his mother to complain.

At first, Ao Bing would remind Nezha a few words according to his heart, but after a long time, he followed Nezha to tease his son.If it wasn't for Xiaota who couldn't rest his legs and went outside all day to find the little girls to bounce their bones and rubber bands, maybe he would play with his parents to play with his brother.

After all, who doesn't like to see the little beauty Lihua with rain?

The seven-year-old Xiaoqiu opened a lot, and he looked like a beautiful boy.The appearance is no longer a complete copy of Ao Bing, especially the pair of black and bright eyes, which are exactly the same as Nezha when staring round, and the smooth and smooth skills when fighting imaginary enemies are almost inherited from Nezha.But the smile that bloomed after the victory was as gentle and lovely as Ao Bing.

The so-called saying that the children born of two good-looking people may not necessarily be good-looking is completely untenable in Lao Li's family.Of course, two gods with overwhelming strength cannot give birth to children who cannot fight.

On a peaceful afternoon, Aunt Niu came to the door of Li's residence.

Aunt Niu's surname is Niu, and her husband's family name is also Niu. Xiaota moved into a new household when she was two years old.Ao Bing didn't recognize her because he didn't see her often in the past, so he asked the maids to bring him regular refreshments.

Ao Bing didn't recognize her, but she knew Ao Bing, and she started to get close, saying that a relative of a certain relative of hers was also on the list of gods, and that the relative of this relative came down to visit them every now and then.

Ao Bing listened and counted people one by one in his head, until he got confused by counting himself, so he stopped for a while and asked politely: "Aunt Niu, are you here today? What a coincidence, my parents-in-law have gone out. "

"I'm not looking for Mr. Li." Aunt Niu has been selling goods all year round, and she has a loud voice, which is comparable to the second humming general.Ao Bing went to the banquet with the four brothers of the Mo family and the second general Hengha before, so he was not surprised by this, but he suffered from the group of servants beside him, neither ran nor covered their ears, just stood there stubbornly.Fortunately, Ao Bing found out in time and sent them down immediately.

Otherwise, the next day, Li's Mansion will stage a terrible scene of "servant deaf and deaf mansion".

Ao Bing took a sip of tea slowly and asked her about her background again.Aunt Niu snorted a big gulp, then swallowed it with a thud, and said, "Lord Dragon God, are you a just god? You won't favor anyone?"

"good."

"Even if it's your own son?"

Ao Bing was taken aback, "What happened to Xing'er?"

"I told you, Lord Dragon God, would you believe me?"

"As long as you tell the truth, I will believe it."

Aunt Niu nodded, took a deep breath, and began to chatter.It wasn't until the girl came to ask about dinner that she talked about how she gave birth to her eldest son in pain.Ao Bingquan was listening to the story, and he was fascinated by it, but when the girl came, he suddenly realized that there was no such thing as his son's hair here.

"Well, Aunt Niu." Ao Bing smiled apologetically, "Can you tell me what my Xing'er did?" He didn't want to ask if he caused trouble. If he did something good, wouldn't he be wronged? Dear son.

"Oh, Lord Dragon God, let me finish this passage first."

"Okay, okay."

Ao Bing changed his posture uncomfortably, and leaned back while she was chattering, to relieve the soreness in his back.

For the first time, he missed Nezha's unheard nonsense words so much, and secretly vowed that he would never dare to dislike Nezha's talkative words again.A mountain is even higher, and Nezha is really not a chatterbox.

However, this kind of thinking dissipated when he met Nezha himself.

"Hahaha, did she really say that?" Nezha laughed and collapsed on the blanket, pounding the ground frantically with his fists, making a sky-shattering noise.During the period, he also summoned the surrounding land and asked if he had anything to order.

Ao Bing hugged Xiaota, who was playing with his sleeve tassel, in his arms, and looked at his son who seemed to be facing the wall and thinking about his past, but was actually playing with the little fox.

"Don't laugh, Auntie is still waiting for us to give her an explanation."

"What are you talking about? Bah, talk." Nezha laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright, he just lay down and looked at Ao Bing, "It was her son who first made a bet with Li Suixing and whoever lost would go to kiss the pig's butt, but he refused after losing." Fulfilling the promise, our son couldn't see it and helped, is there any problem with this? No."

"Can……"

"He was the one who kissed so hard that the fart came out. It's not our son who ordered the pig to fart, right?"

The little ball hummed hard.

Ao Bing laughed kindly when the father and son sang, although he knew in his heart that the other party was making trouble out of no reason, he still had to give an explanation.This Aunt Niu is famous for being a troublemaker, if she adds fuel to the story and spreads this matter to the three realms, I'm afraid it will delay the progress of Xiaoqiu's ascension to God.

According to the known rules of heaven, after Xiaoqiu's 12th birthday, he can participate in the Conferred God Ceremony and officially take over the position of Dragon God.Because of his special status, the assessment of him in the Three Realms is extremely strict, and if there is anything wrong, the grand ceremony will be postponed.

The little ball can wait, but the weather can't wait, and those things that are prepared for him can't wait.

"I know what you're worried about." Nezha suddenly became serious, "She just wants an explanation, right? I can give it."

Ao Bing said, "Don't hurt anyone."

"rest assured."

In line with the principle that the person involved should not show up to prevent things from getting worse, Nezha went out as a representative the next day.

He thought of a solution all the way, but couldn't decide on the most useful one.As he walked, he came to the big banyan tree where Xiaota usually nestled. As expected, Xiaota was sitting on the trunk of the dead tree talking with the little girls, and there were still unfinished cakes in his hand.

Look at the shape like a sign in a nearby pastry shop.

The little girls didn't know what they were talking about, and soon laughed together.One of them with sharp eyes saw Nezha.He hurriedly reached out to take pictures of the small tower.The children fell silent all of a sudden, and got up to say hello to Nezha.

"Don't call me brother, I'm already a father, just call me uncle." Nezha said kindly, and beckoned his daughter to come over.

The children spoke again, looking here and there from time to time.

"Want to eat pancakes? Buy them yourself." These were Xiaota's first words after approaching Nezha.

Nezha's face turned pale. He was indeed a bit greedy, but he didn't want to compete with his daughter for food. "I don't want to eat. I just came to see you."

"Now that you've finished watching, do you want to go back? What's the matter with your brother?" Xiaota said, taking a bite of the cake in his hand, and the sweet peach blossom fragrance seemed to waft away.

Nezha cleared his throat, deliberately ignoring the increased saliva in his mouth, and continued: "I'm still thinking. You play first, Dad is going back."

If he didn't go back, he was afraid that he would really take away his daughter's food.

"Father, wait!" Xiaota trotted over, shaking his little hands, beckoning Nezha to squat down a little.Nezha bent over, her ears were at the same level as her head, and Xiaota pressed close to her and chatted for a long time.Regardless of whether Nezha understood or not, he turned around and left, walked a few steps, seemed to think of something, then ran back and stuffed the remaining cakes into Nezha's mouth.

"If it's delicious, remember to visit Grandpa's shop and thank you for him." He quickly returned to the original team.

Nezha: "..."

He broke off the pastry, chewed it slowly, and calculated the credibility of Xiaota's plan. At the end of the calculation, he calculated clearly including the money for buying the pastry and how to distribute it.

The cake is really delicious, and the daughter is really filial.As for planning, play it by ear.

Xiaoqiu, who was still writing a letter of repentance, couldn't help but sneezed, tightened the outer robe that Ao Bing put on him, and put his hands around the small three-flavored real fire stove left by Nezha to keep warm.

"If you feel cold, warm your hands before writing." Ao Bing fed him a freshly washed fruit, "Don't freeze."

"Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you be so conscientious that I don't have to write?" Karma's mouth was a little bitter, and Xiao Qiu's face couldn't help wrinkling, "What the hell is this? It smells so strange."

"Your Uncle Shen sent someone to send it, saying it is good for your health." Ao Bing fed him another one, and told him not to swallow it so quickly, "You just said it was normal? But when will our family be normal?" ?”

The ball bit left and sucked right, thinking that this is really the case.

"Why hasn't your father come back yet? I still want to ask him what he wants for lunch."

"Isn't it enough to pass the secret message?" The little racket clapped his palms to ensure that his fingers regained flexibility, and continued to compile the letter of repentance.

Ao Bing thought about it seriously, and retorted: "It's not easy to get into trouble if you ask someone face to face. What's more, I also want to know how the matter of Aunt Niu is resolved."

"With Dad's big temper, I guess it would be more fun to think about how to smash it."

The author has something to say:

Every tomorrow is tomorrow, from the wrong lyrics sung by Mr. Ayunga.

The inspiration for asking people face to face comes from Mr. Zheng Yunlong's "Praise people face to face" in the interview.