Family History of Raising a Baby in the Immortal World

The family was busy under the moonlight, and the first thing to do was to bury the five unbroken tires in the soil quickly, waiting for them to continue to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, so that they could burst out as soon as possible.

Xiaojin found a piece of land with good softness, hardness and humidity on the right side of the house near the cliff, and started to dig the soil with a hoe.

Master Tong came to help after packing up the luggage, while Jin Shengyang took care of the four little ones, first fed Xiaoyao Xiaori, and then took the curly sheep to the side of the path beside the mountain to let it eat fresh night grass , and finally coaxed four younger brothers to sleep.I don't know if he knew that his crying caused his family members to leave their homes. Xiaoyao and Xiaori's two milk dolls cried at irregular times, which saved Jin Shengyang, the eldest brother, a lot of effort.When he finished his work and went to help his father and Master Tong, he found that they had reclaimed the land and were planting big pumpkins in the soil.

"Put this fetal stem upside down into the soil, with the other end facing the sky, so as to receive the rain, dew, and wind and rain." Master Tong pointed out to his father.

Xiao Jin saw that there were black dots on the fetal stems of three fetuses, one of which was the most serious, and it looked like it was rotten and blackened a lot. He asked Master Tong worriedly: "Will this be affected?"

Master Tong listened to the movements inside the three big pumpkins, "There are still fetuses moving, let's be more nimble, and I will trouble the young master to water these fetuses with blood mixed with water to see if we can save them. "

Jin Shengyang silently walked over to help. The two men and one teenager worked hard all night, and finally re-buried the five fetuses tightly.

Master Tong took an iron bucket to a small mountain spring on the edge of the cliff, and came back with the bucket of water. Xiao Jin cut his wrist with a sharp knife, and a large stream of snow water flowed down his white wrist. Jin Shengyang felt uncomfortable The ground moved.

When the blood flowed into the spring, Jin Shengyang immediately pulled Papa Xiaojin aside, buried his head on his wrist, and began to lick the wound attentively.

Master Tong took the bucket of water to water the pumpkin embryos, and after such a busy schedule, the sky was already pale.

Little Jin's father dozed off on the salute pile with his arms around Jin Shengyang. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Jin Shengyang couldn't bear to disturb him, so he quietly moved his head to a comfortable position and got up to see their 'new home'.

Master Tong walked back slowly from the hillside carrying some wood, and greeted Jin Shengyang respectfully when he saw Jin Shengyang: "Young Master Yang is awake."

Jin Shengyang nodded maturely, "Master Tong, how long will it take to repair the house?"

"The old slave doesn't know either. The old slave doesn't know about building a house. He just thinks he needs some wood, so he went to the mountain to get some."

A young boy and a middle-aged man looked at the half-collapsed wall, blinking their eyelids and not knowing where to start.

Xiao Jin stretched his waist and opened his eyes. Seeing that Master Tong and Jin Shengyang were staring at a pile of wood and stones in a daze, he smiled slightly: It seems that people in the fairy world are not good at everything.

In the end, we all have to figure out a way to get along.