Buns, don't stop

"Uncle, you are so timid!" The strange little boy, who was only three or four years old, spoke very neatly, and when he heard Cao Qingyu's shout, his expression was completely unfalse and undisguised!

"You...you...are you a human...or...a ghost?" Cao Qingyu would never admit that the reason his voice was trembling now was because he was afraid. It was because this little ghost was too heavy, and it made him hard to breathe, eh!Not going well.

"I'm not human..." The little boy's expression suddenly became gloomy as he spoke, and even without Cao Qingyu's knowledge, he moved towards his face a little bit, eye to eye, and the little boy's eyes instantly turned red and opened wide. There is also a long scarlet tongue sticking out of the mouth.Raising two small hands, Cao Qingyu swore that he definitely saw the sticky red liquid with a fishy-sweet smell-blood dripping from those hands.

Cao Qingyu wanted to push the little boy away. In fact, if he did it, he would definitely be able to push the little boy away. He is less than four years old. Even now, he can push the little boy away with one hand because he is concerned about the child in his belly.But Cao Qingyu's body was completely out of his control, and he lay stiff on the bed, his clothes soaked in cold sweat—he was so scared just now that he went to bed without changing his pajamas.

Another point is that Cao Qingyu didn't dare, because he had his nine children aborted, and it turned out that he could conceive by himself alone. What's the problem? Cao Qingyu didn't know if he would face other punishments.

"Xiao Ran, that's enough."

A doting and helpless voice came, and Cao Qingyu could clearly hear the tone of the words, but he couldn't feel any warmth from his own ears.Is it really okay to completely separate the process and the result, the feeling and the hearing?

"Okay!" The little boy said, putting away some of the strange conditions on his body, and then the three-year-old child gradually changed his appearance. Cao Qingyu recovered from his bewilderment and saw what he wanted to see most and least. to the bar brat.

"It's you!" After Cao Qingyu finished speaking, he continued, "Who are you? Why did you find me?"

Mr. Cao, whose identity starts with a red letter, is a staunch materialist. Cao Qingyu has not made many mistakes since he was a child. , transformation, and the man walking out of the wall next to him, Cao Qingyu had to accept that ghosts and gods really exist.

"That's right, I'm what you thought...God." The little boy walked up to the man in black who appeared in the wall and stood still, and then his height grew joints, and he transformed from a four or five-year-old child into a A boy of sixteen or seventeen.

Cao Qingyu looked dull.

"You let someone abort your nine children...but these are only the numbers you know. There are also some who abort themselves because they know your character. Of course, this cannot be blamed on you. You can only be regarded as an indirect murderer." Said here The expression on the boy's face began to become a little sad, and it wasn't until the man next to him grabbed the boy's shoulder and patted him fearfully that he saw the boy's expression soften a little.

"I am not a human being, nor a ghost, but a god who is in charge of the death of children through artificial methods. I am in charge from conception to five years old. Because of your repeated human behaviors, the punishment for you is to return nine The life of a child - you give birth to yourself, and let you feel the thoughts of those women." The young man's words were steady and powerful, although the tone was a little immature and crisp, it sounded irresistible to Cao Qingyu.Each word was nailed to Cao Qingyu's heart, and Cao Qingyu's idea of ​​finding out this child and questioning him, forcing him to take away the child in his belly was completely wiped out.

"Do you mean that I will have nine children at most, and I will still be like a normal man after giving birth? There will definitely not be more, right?"

"Yes, if you don't artificially persecute the children in your womb, under artificial conditions, you will have as many babies as you lose."

Cao Qingyu felt a little dizzy when he heard this, and at the same time he was slightly relieved. Fortunately, he can still look like a normal man in the future. The nine children, counted as 30 months according to the time, are calculated to be [-] and a half years.After seven and a half years, I will be able to turn back into a normal man. Although Cao Qingyu feels that there is little hope, he still laughs when he thinks that he will only be [-] years old at the most eight years later, the age of a straight man.

"Before the child is five years old, if the death is caused by your human factors, you have to make compensation again."

"Of course not." I dare not.Cao Qingyu smiled, the most pleasant smile in the past two days finally appeared on his lips.It never occurred to him that these nine children would find someone to help him. The corner of the boy's mouth also curled up into a smile. Don't worry, there will always be a day when he thinks of it. He can't wait to see the expression of the smug man in front of him at that time up.

"Since you already know, goodbye!" After speaking, he took the hand of the man in black on his shoulder, and disappeared into the wall under Cao Qingyu's gaze.

Lying on the bed in a daze, Cao Qingyu couldn't tell what it was like, the intertwining of distress, remorse, depression, and excitement made him feel dazed for a moment. After 1 minute, "Ah." Nima!pain!This is real!

Since there are no such things as ghosts and gods, Cao Qingyu relaxes and plans to go to sleep—an abortion.

In the past two months or so, because of the early stage of pregnancy, he had a lot of reactions, and he basically didn't sleep well. After confirming that he was pregnant, he became irritable and even couldn't sleep.It's not until today that I really relax.

Cao Qingyu has been feeling chills recently, and I don't know if it is a reaction during pregnancy.Pulling up the quilt, and turning up the temperature of the air conditioner, he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.

Isn't that just giving birth to nine children?Isn't it just to raise all these nine children safely until they are five years old?The Cao family has a great career and only raised nine children. Is this a big deal?

Cao Qingyu wept silently, this is really a fucking thing, when grandpa asked, what should I say, who gave birth to him?You can't say you were born!

It seems that a place of refuge should be prepared early.

However, the nine great-grandchildren, the grandpa who has been relying on the An family to have a granddaughter and two grandchildren, should be happy, right?Although it was born to my grandson...

Cao Qingyu regretted why he wanted to be relaxed for a while, he didn't want to be restrained early, and he didn't want to lose his freedom. Cao Qingyu has never felt anxious, he hasn't played enough, but in this situation, how can he play?It will only be bound longer!Just now I was glad that there were only eight years, but now that I think about it, in eight years, the War of Resistance Against Japan has been won!

The old man and grandma have been looking forward to having a great-grandson since he just passed his 20th birthday, but looking forward to it, as Cao Qingyu, he naturally can't make any negative news, even if he looks back on his previous game Hua Cong Lazily, it's all hidden identity.Mr. Cao's character is old-fashioned and resolute. He knows that if he has a child, he must get married. After getting married, Cao Qingyu is undoubtedly locked into the grave of marriage.

Uh... Also, if you want to give birth safely in the future, you probably need some professional knowledge. Anbang must not ask. He can only go to the bookstore to buy books tomorrow.

Where did you live when you were born?Hospital?no!I must find a strict-mouthed person to be a doctor, and I can't be too old. If I haven't given birth to the nine, the doctor will die, and I have to bother to find a second one.

Thinking about things in a mess in his head, Cao Qingyu fell into a drowsy sleep.

The upper body of a young man protruded from the wall of the living room, snapped his fingers, and the light in the living room went out, leaving only the wall lamp by the wall still glowing weakly and softly.

"Save electricity!"