God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 46
"Don't eat your fingers," Hong Zhao patted the back of his hand, handed him the handkerchief, and replied, "As you can see, he's mentally retarded, and he's no different from five or six-year-old children out there."

"However... I still decided to take him in, because he is the one I want to wait for." Hong Zhao added after a pause.

"You mean, not only do you want to recognize him as your godson, but you also want to take him to Tianshan Mountain?" Feng Jiaoniang asked in surprise.

"Yes." Hong Zhao nodded.

"No, I don't agree. You can recognize your godson. It's a long way to go to Tianshan Mountain. It's too dangerous for you to take a fool with you." Feng Erniang directly refused.

"Aren't you going to send someone to escort me there? It'll be fine." Hong Zhao waved his hands.

"Third sister, second sister means that he will drag you down. Do you want to practice martial arts or take care of such an old son?" Feng Wuniang always got it right, and the second sister nodded when she heard it.

"It's okay, I can take care of you. I took care of the four of you back then. Even if the old seven is so mischievous, I can come here. Now he's the only one who can't drag me down." Hong Zhao responded, taking the handkerchief to hold Qian Chuan Mouthful of pastry crumbs wiped away.

"Third sister, how can I be so naughty?" Hearing what she said, Feng Qiniang was not happy, and said angrily.

"That's right, what's the difference? We're girls after all, how could we be more noisy than him?" Feng Liuniang seemed to have found her teammates. If you take away that maternal love, you will have no way to survive this day.

"I said you are all mothers, why are you still comparing yourself to a child?" Hong Zhao said helplessly.

"Where is he a child?" Feng Qiniang pouted, thinking that the third sister didn't love her as much as before, and it was all because of this person.

"He's mentally incompetent, that's why he's a bit big, and he can't judge people by their appearance. Besides, he still calls you aunts. How can aunts bully nephews?" Hong Zhao spoke slowly, but it made sense.

When the sisters heard this, it was true, they were all mothers, and seeing Sanniang's resolute attitude, well, again, eight horses couldn't pull her back.

The sisters continued the old story again, seeing that although Qian Chuan was stupid, he was obedient and obedient with Sanniang, and slowly accepted such a nephew who was about the same age as himself.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, the seven sisters were all well fed and ready to leave.

Because of the pleasant conversation afterwards, several of them drank a few more glasses at the same time, and now the girls came in to support them, and they all felt a little weak in their legs and feet.

"Three, third sister, I'm going to your house for a reunion next time. When are you going to go to Naluoshizi Tianshan?" Because she drank too much, Feng Siniang also changed her usual delicate attitude, and grabbed Hong Zhao hand asked.

"Then wait until the next meeting before leaving. It just so happens that you will bring your brother-in-law and brother-in-law with you at the next meeting, which can be regarded as a formal recognition of Qian Chuan." Hong Zhao pondered.

"You, write it down, and remember to remind me when the time comes." Feng Siniang directed the girl beside her and said, she knew that she had drunk too much, and she was afraid that she would forget the mistake by then.

"Yes, ma'am." The girl quickly responded, and the other sisters followed suit one after another, letting the girls get on the sedan chair and leave.

"Mother." Qian Chuan followed Hong Zhao to Feng Er's mother's house.

"What's wrong?" Because of drinking, Hong Zhao's face was also a little flushed at this time, and his pair of phoenix eyes were quite attractive.

"Mother, why don't Chuan'er carry you on her back." He saw that the other aunts were all carried away in sedan chairs, and only his mother was walking on two feet. For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Yo, my Chuan'er has grown up." Hong Zhao tugged at his ear, teasingly said, "Mother is not old yet, she can walk by herself."

Hong Zhao walked forward first, Gan Chuan followed behind and called, "Mother, wait for Chuan'er."

Speaking of the name Chuan'er, it was due to the commotion at a gathering of several sisters just now. Several women drank a little too much and became bolder. Seeing that Gan Chuan was still well-behaved, he drank even if he said he was not allowed to drink. For a while, Several aunts began to make fun of Mikawa.

"Come on, Qianchuan, come to Auntie, Auntie will give you delicious food."

"Gan Chuan, don't listen to her, Auntie has good wine here, but your mother brewed it herself."

"This is my nephew. I actually have such a big nephew."

"Qian Chuan, call Auntie and listen."

The sisters held on to Gan Chuan, Gan Chuan looked left and right among a group of women, and suddenly burst into tears.

"What's wrong?" Hong Zhao sat opposite them, watching the play.

Seeing him crying, the sisters didn't dare to tease him anymore. After all, he was his nephew, and he really didn't grow up mentally.

"Mother."

"Well, were you scared by a few aunts?" Hong Zhao asked, handing over the handkerchief, "You'll be ugly if you cry any more, and mother won't like it if you're ugly."

This is her trump card to control Gan Chuan in the past few days. After saying this, he really stopped crying.

"mother."

"Say." Hong Zhao looked at him with a frown, when did he learn this slowness, he was so anxious to death.

"I, mother told me that calling me Qianchuan is the same as calling me mother." He wiped away his tears.

"Yeah, isn't it the same?" Hong Zhao asked strangely.

"It's not the same." He shook his head like a rattle, "Mother can only be called by me."

"Because several aunts and mothers have the same name, so you are crying?" Hong Zhao pulled his face down, startled him, first nodded and then shook his head violently, amused by Hong Zhao's look.

"Don't do that next time."

He quickly nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, but in his adult form, the style of painting is quite interesting.

"You're a man, a man can't cry, remember?" Hong Zhao educated in an orderly manner, and also looked at the other sisters in a daze, which was much more obedient than the rough men in their family.

"But, my name is my mother's name, and other people can't call it." He said seriously, still stubbornly thinking that only in this way is the same, equal, and the same as calling him mother.

"Then, mother calls you Chuan'er. Gan Chuan is your nickname, anyone can call you Chuan'er, but only mother can call you Chuan'er. How about it?" Hong Zhao came up with a compromise.

"Okay." He was happy, and seemed to like the name Chuan'er very much. Sometimes Hong Zhao didn't call him, but he always called himself Chuan'er.

Soon, it will be time to meet again.

Hong Zhao deliberately prepared a lot of ingredients a few days earlier. She didn't hire anyone here, and took care of everything by herself. Now that Gan Chuan is following her, she can entrust him with some simple physical work.

Hong Zhao is naturally strong, but sometimes she is too busy, and she is always unable to do it all by herself.

One more person and two more hands can always reduce a lot of burden. For example, today, she has to handle several pots and cook several dishes at the same time.

(End of this chapter)