Invasion of alien beasts

After hearing this, Ding Hao fell into silence. Is he now following in his father's footsteps?

"This is something you used before? Dad, did you make it yourself?" Ding Hao can now say that he can't lift his hands or shoulders, and even walks with someone to carry him. How can his dad make a stool by himself? up?

"Of course not..." Ding Wang said with a smile, "Nuo Qi made it for me. I still have a lot of small furniture like this. If you don't have any, you can get them from me."

"Nuo Qi did it?" To be honest, Ding Hao was a little surprised. Nuo Qi didn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing.

"That's right...before the orcs take Xiao...uh...to us back, they will prepare the things we need for our lives." Ding Wang still doesn't like calling himself Xiao Chong.

Ding Hao naturally knows what Ding Wang cares about, and he himself cares about it too. It's really disgusting to be raised as a dog or a cat by someone who is a good person for no reason!

"Dad, you have been here for so long, have you ever thought about running away?"

Ding Wang was taken aback, and quickly looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, before answering in a low voice, "Of course...but...it didn't work..."

Seeing Ding Wang's careful look, Ding Hao guessed that there must be some tragic experience. He really wanted to ask in detail, but he didn't know how to ask.

"Haohao, you are like this now... It's not convenient to move... Let's talk about some things later."

"Oh..." Now that Dad said that, he couldn't ask any more, and could only answer depressedly.

For a moment, both father and son were a little embarrassed.

"What kind of clothes does Haohao want? Dad will make it for you." Ding Wang took out a tape measure and measured Ding Hao's measurements, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Just the kind my father made when I was young." Ding Hao is still clear about his father's craftsmanship. It's okay to make ordinary undershirts and shorts. If you really want to make some styles, it will be difficult. Let's not talk about this It doesn't matter what you want in a broken place, even if you have everything, you still have to wear it, right?

"Okay!" When Ding Hao was young, his old Ding's family made a living by farming. They were so poor that they couldn't even afford good clothes. Ding Hao's clothes, trousers and even schoolbags were all made by Ding Wang stitch by stitch. After making it, I never thought that I would have this opportunity to make clothes for my son.

"Father, do you have anything to eat?" Ding Hao asked shyly.

"What? Langton didn't give you food?" Ding Wang stopped what he was doing and frowned.

Such a thing happened early in the morning, Ding Hao couldn't eat anything, especially when he saw the glass of ambergris, he could easily think of the scene of Langton drinking the stuff he ejaculated.If he wasn't so hungry right now, he really didn't want to eat.

"Fortunately, he is still the patriarch! How can I not give you food? Your body consumes a lot of energy now. If you don't eat on time, the consequences will be very serious! No, I will find him!" Ding Wang felt sorry for his son being hungry His stomach, especially his son's only a little big now, made him feel even more distressed.

Seeing his father's posture, Ding Hao quickly jumped up and hugged his father's leg, "Dad...don't, don't go...I don't want to eat..."

"Why?" Ding Wang stopped, and looked down at his son who was avoiding his gaze. After much deliberation, there was only one possibility, "Have you had a fight?"

"Uh..." In fact, this wasn't even a quarrel, it was just Ding Hao's unilateral anger.

"Hehe, it's okay. I'll go find Langton to get you something to eat." Ding Wang also has a lot of food here, but none of them can be eaten by newborn pets. The food for little pets still depends on their masters. Prepare.

"Dad... can't you get me something to eat? The strawberry I ate yesterday was pretty good..." Ding Hao felt awkward when he thought that his father was going to find Langton.

"Do you think strawberries are everywhere here?" In this world of the jungle, food and power are everything. Captive humans like them have no ability to rely on themselves. If it weren't for Nuoqi's support, Ding Wang had no right to come out and show his face at all.

"Uh..." Well, Ding Hao also found that the people here hardly eat fruits and vegetables, so he doesn't expect any orcs to grow them. I'm afraid that man was selling strawberries on the street yesterday, so he discovered it by accident." Didn't Colandon bring food out?"

"He will definitely bring the food for you." Ding Wang patted Ding Hao's head and walked out.

"Dad...I'm not a child anymore..." Ding Hao sighed helplessly. He is really 30 years old, but considering his current height, he is not convincing.

Not long after, Ding Wang walked in with a cup of dragon saliva with a strange expression on his face.

"Langton really brought it? Dad, give it to me!" Seeing the food, Ding Hao jumped up happily, holding the cup and drinking.

"Haohao, do you usually drink this?" Ding Wang hesitated for a long time before asking.

"Yeah, Langton said this is called ambergris..." Ding Hao was drinking the sweet and delicious ambergris, "Dad, do you want to try it? It's delicious..."

"Uh...no need..."

"It's delicious, let's take a sip."

"It's really unnecessary..." Ding Wang took a step back and waved his hands again and again.

"What's the matter?" Ding Hao saw that his expression was not purely polite, but that he really didn't want to drink.

"No, nothing..." Ding Wang forced a smile.

"Then why don't you drink it? Is there something wrong with this stuff?"

"There is nothing wrong with this stuff, but...we are of different races...so I can't drink..." Ding Wang never lied, so he could only answer as tactfully as possible.

"What do you mean?" Ding Hao was still a little stunned. Didn't he just drink water and score race points?

"Haohao, you really don't know what dragon saliva is?"

"I really don't know..." Ding Hao's right eyelid suddenly started to twitch.