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On the Friday, August 7, 2020, the beginning of autumn.

The Confucian First Hospital newly established in Wenzhou City, obstetrics and gynecology.

A mother Song who was called by the insiders as the ancestor of the Zhao family, conceived in October, finally got her wish and gave birth to a chubby daughter.

When the nurse told Dad Song this news, Dad Song sent out a joyous cry from the heart, "It's a daughter, it's a daughter!"

He shook the Lord Henghuo around him hard, almost crying with joy: "I am a father!"

"Yes, yes, we all know. Song Daoyou, you don't need to be so excited." Heng Huo patted the excited Song dad gently.

Behind Dad Song, Song Shuhang pointed his finger at himself, and a huge question mark appeared on his face.

Dad, what do you mean?

How dare you become a dad today?

what about me?

What am I?

Did you pick it up from the trash can?

Xiao Lingxiao lay on Song Shuhang's head and patted his head gently, comforting: "It's all right, you became a father earlier than grandpa."

Song Shuhang: "?????"

"Shu Hang, you have a younger sister!" At this moment, Song's father turned again, grabbing Song Shuhang's collar and shaking it vigorously.

In order to cooperate with his own dad, he is obviously a tyrant who has transcended the immortal existence, and has to cooperate with shaking his body regularly, so as to prevent his fragile body from rebounding and spraining his wrist when shaking him.

The existence of my detachment from heaven is so insane!

"Yes, Dad, haven't we already known?" Song Shuhang replied while shaking his body according to the tempo of "One Two Three Four, Two Two Three Four".

"Although I have known for a long time, there are some things that are not the same before they are determined." Dad Song recovered his mood slightly after shaking his son for nearly a minute.

In this regard, it is still a good ‘calm’ effect from his family ’s ancestral heart.

"Mr. Henghuo, are we going to go through the hospitalization procedure next?" After Dad Song calmed down, he asked the Lord Henghuo.

"No, Zhao Xianzi can be discharged directly from the hospital, and just go home to rest. We are monks, the body is not so weak." Henghuo Shou returned calmly.

"Go home directly? Is it really okay?" Song Dad's way of thinking now, in some details, still cannot be separated from ordinary people's thinking mode. After all, he is currently only a new person who has been in contact for more than nine months.

Although his son Ba Song, he will be detached in ten months ...

"If Song Daoyou is not assured, I will arrange a special person to take care of Zhao Xianzi." His Excellency Henghuo added that after thinking about it.

"Will this be too much trouble for Confucian doctors?" Dad Song was uneasy.

"Relax ... this kind of thing, no one of the members of the Confucianism will refuse." Lord Henghuo laughed.

Once the task of taking care of Song's mother is announced in Confucianism, it is estimated that it will be snatched instantly.

You know, Song Shuhang's old home in Wenzhou is now a 'holy place'. Without Ba Song's consent, no one could break in.

Cultivators can stay in this 'holy place' for a period of time and benefit every minute and every second.

Moreover, Ba Song's mother had a second child, and the task of caring for Ba Song's mother was even more significant to Confucianism. Most members of Confucianism still think that Ba Song is a saint's reincarnation.

In the eyes of Confucian members, Bamei is the younger sister of a saint.

The Confucianism has missed the childhood of the sage reincarnation, and it must not be missed again.

Therefore, Bamei is the existence that Confucianists must take care of in their palms.

With the explanation of His Holiness the Fire, Dad Song was a little relieved, and decided to take Song Song directly to his hometown in Wenzhou to support him.

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Wenzhou City, Heavenly Holy Land, Ba Song Family.

Mother Song was bored sitting on the bed, clutching this Confucian scripture.

In other words, this time when I gave birth to Bamei, I felt completely different from the birth of Song Shuhang, a skin monkey. Even though it had been nearly 20 years, she still remembered the tear-like pain when she was born.

But when she gave birth to Bamei ... she didn't work hard enough, Bamei was very cooperative, and she rolled out sharply.

In addition, she is also a first-class monk who has been practicing for nearly ten months now. The basic monks have some physical qualities. After giving birth, she felt as light as a swallow, like when she was not born, or even when she was pregnant in October.

At this time, she wished that she could get out of bed and run a lap, take a few steps in the "Gentleman's Miles" footwork, and then fight boxing.

However, she couldn't beat Dad Song, so she could only forcibly sit on the bed for the so-called "care".

Uncomfortable ...

In the past, she didn't feel it when she watched a TV show at home.

But now, she really can't sit still for a moment, don't get two sets of boxing skills every day, and practice her body skills, she is flustered.

"Will you practice your meditation ideas?" Mother Song thought, and stared again at the big girl in the crib in front of her eyes and her family in a circle.

Bamei's name was long thought of.

Song Shuyu, Yan Ruyu in the book.

Bamei is just like Minger.

Mother Song remembered that when Song Shuhang was born, a crumpled ball looked like a skinny monkey.

But Bamei Shuyu, as soon as she was born, her skin was as shiny as jade, her face was not thin at all, fleshy, and Q bombs.

Hair was black like black pearls.

Long eyelashes fluttered one after another, as if opening eyes at any time.

"Aunt is still sleeping?" Xiao Lingxiao was lying on Song Shuhang's head, her eyes were staring at her at this moment, and the egg shape of the lower body finally turned into a leg. It looks like a mechanical girl with a big fist.

"Your aunt is just born, it may take some time to open her eyes. After she opens her eyes, she will slowly speak ... I do n’t know if she will call her father or mother first?" Father Song carefully protected his daughter and gave The granddaughter explained.

"No, she has opened her eyes. Shu Yu is just meditating with her eyes closed now." Song Shuhang slowly said, "It is indeed my sister."

"Meditation?" Soon after Dad Song was meditating, could Shuyu already speak?

"It's prenatal education ~" Yu Rouzi happily raised her hand and said, "I have always given prenatal education to Shu Yu and Song Miao. The book says that prenatal education is very important. Cultivation starts from the mother's womb."

"Yu Rouzi is so good!" Dad Song praised. "In other words, how long will Song Miao be born?"

Daughters and granddaughters may be born before and after.

Think about it and you will get double happiness ...

"It may take a while," Song Shuhang said with a smile.

"How long is it for a moment?" Dad Song asked for ten months of cultivation, and he still knew some common sense in the cultivation world. For example, monks' views of time often differ greatly from ordinary people. A little bit of monk time is likely to be months or even longer.

"Ten years and eight years?" Song Shuhang himself was a little uncertain, and at the same time he glanced down on the sofa, wondering when he slept quietly in the past of the sixteen Ming Ming, 'Ali Shili' was still amused. Bamei. But I do not know when, she has quietly shrunk to the sofa and fell asleep.

Song Shuhang reached out and took out a new ‘Everything can be sold by the same guy’. ’

Song Dad: "!!!"

It ’s only three years, why is my granddaughter ten or eight years old?

Which is about three?

"Ten or eight years, won't there be a problem?" Dad Song was worried.

At this time, Bai Bai's voice sounded in the void: "Don't worry, the reason why it takes so long is also for the physical consideration of Ashiliu. This is why she has often fallen asleep recently."

An auspicious cloud appeared in the void.

Senior Bai came across the air.

"Senior Bai, where did you just go?" Song Shuhang asked, looking up.

"Goed to Miraiko to help her ascend to the tenth heavenly path." Senior Bai said, squeezed to Bamei's side, squeezed Basong to the side, and squeezed him to Yurouko's side. .

After his detachment from Song Shuhang, the position of the ninth heavenly path was actually 'empty'.

So the future child can preach, but the future child's preaching is in the ‘future world’, although it is the ninth preaching. But in fact, in order, it should be the tenth way.

After pushing Song Shuhang apart, Senior Bai bent over and lay down on the crib guardrail, his hands were folded, his eyes looked at the guardrail of the little guy with a smile, or it was senior Bai that he removed from the 'Meteor Sword'!

At this moment, senior Bai Bai's long hair hung down, exuding a slight smell.

‘Meditation’ Shu Yu ’s nose sniffed lightly, followed by her long eyelashes fanning.

After a while.

Bamei's dark eyes opened, locking in on Bai's predecessor.

"Bai ~ Bai ~" She happily raised her fleshy hand and stretched out towards Bai's predecessor.

Seeing her reaction, Senior Bai nodded with a smile and expressed satisfaction with Bamei's response.

"This woman is me," Song Shuhang commented from the side.

Know how to hold the thickest thighs present.

This is definitely a brother and sister!