The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

As the New Year approached, the second dragon was finally born in the eyes of everyone's expectations.

As Quanlong Clan imagined, it is a female dragon.

Yin Suzhi stopped in front of the bamboo basket to observe for a long time, but in the end she couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart, and asked Ao Bing who was politely refusing the spoon Nezha offered, "How do you know this is a little girl?"

"Father said that you can look at the pattern on the egg body. If it is a male dragon, the pattern on the egg body will be lighter, while the egg body of a female dragon will have wavy patterns." He said, asking Nezha for help. I want a soup bowl.

He just gave birth to an egg, and it's not sick, so there's no need to make a fuss like the sky is about to collapse.

Xiaoqiu lay on the side of the bed and stared at him for a while, feeling a little itchy in his heart, and quietly grabbed the corner of Nezha's clothes.Nezha has been with him day and night for the past few months, and he knows what he's thinking even without turning his head, so he said, "Go slowly, don't scare your sister."

"Okay!" Realizing that the voice of his answer was a bit loud, Xiao Qiu hurriedly covered his mouth, nodded at Nezha, trotted over in three steps and stood next to Yin Suzhi.

Ao Bing frowned slightly, raised his hand and patted Nezha's hand, "Why are you being so cruel to him?"

"Am I fierce? Don't move, I'll hit myself."

"No need, I just think you can be more patient when talking to Xing'er. He is still young and cannot bear such a big shock."

Nezha nodded vigorously, and fed him another mouthful of the nourishing medicine soup that Nuwa Empress told Taotie to cook.

Because of his stature, Xiaoqiu couldn't stop tiptoing to look at the basket, switching his feet back and forth.In the end, Yin Suzhi felt a little distressed, and picked up his grandson who had gained a lot, so that he could get in touch with his sister more closely.

"Bing'er, have you chosen the child's name? Your father-in-law has thought about it for the past few days, and I'll ask someone to fetch it for you later."

Ao Bing couldn't bear the overly sticky concoction, waved his hand at Nezha, and then looked at Yin Suzhi, "Thank you, father and mother, but my father and king have already made a decision."

"what?"

"It was originally for Xing'er, Yuan Chen."

Yin Suzhi smiled when she heard the words, "The elder brother is Xing, and the younger sister is Chen, they are a perfect match. According to our previous agreement with you, this girl will take your surname Ao."

"Ao Yuanchen? What about the nickname?" Nezha asked.

The three of them looked at him together, and Yin Suzhi kept smiling, "I have to ask you, Xiaoqiu's father."

"I..." Nezha scratched his head embarrassingly, and put the bowl with a little medicine dregs on the small table beside his legs, "I don't have any ideas. What about you, Bing'er? How about I leave it to you this time? One per person is fairer."

Ao Bing was taken aback for a moment, obviously overwhelmed by this sudden change of topic.

After soaking in their expectant eyes for a while, he said, "I don't know."

"Call it Xiaota!" The immature voice broke the sudden quiet atmosphere.

"Why?" The three spoke at the same time.

Xiao Qiu raised her head, and flicked the bangs that Nezha had messed with before, "Because my sister's egg is stuck in the cushion, like a tower built in the soil."

According to his words, the three elders turned to the bamboo basket, staring at the dragon egg that was pressed smoothly on the mat, really feeling something interesting.

"I agree with Xing'er's statement." Yin Su knew.

Nezha and Ao Bing looked at each other, but they didn't know the other's new opinion, so they both nodded in agreement.And at the moment when the four of them were distracted, the eggs on the basket tilted slightly to the side, as if they were tilting their heads to watch the excitement.

Just as predicted by the Dragon King of the East China Sea, the younger sister Xiaota broke her shell much earlier than her elder brother, after dinner that day.

After dinner and before going to bed, it is always a good time for Nezha and Xiaoqiu to play football in the yard.Ao Bing lay on the bed for two days, feeling that his bones were about to melt, so he got out of bed and sat on a special soft chair, and took his leftover needle and thread to sew clothes for Xiaota.

"Father, what do you think my sister will look like?" Xiao Qiu said, kicking the ball on his knee to Nezha.

Nezha raised his foot to hook it, threw it up, and put it on his head, watching the ball without taking his eyes off, "What does it look like? It must look like your mother, your mother is so beautiful."

"What if it looks like you?"

"What's wrong with me? Am I ugly?"

Xiao Qiu chuckled twice, "Father is good-looking and very handsome. But my sister is so handsome, I am a little worried."

"Worried about what? Worried she's going to hit you? Catch the ball!"

"Here we come! Dad! Wait a minute!" Xiaoqiu suddenly fell to the ground, hugging the little fox who came out of nowhere.

And the ball hit the tree trunk straight, and because of too much force, it bounced back to the small window.

"It's over!" Nezha exclaimed, and hurriedly cast the spell.

I saw a needle flying towards the ball quickly, nailing the ball to the wall, and then Ao Bing's rare and stern voice came, "Nezha, Xing'er, if you don't want to play football, I can stick it."

"Bing'er, I..."

The little ball slowly patted the ashes off the little fox, and said closer, "Mom, it's my fault. Don't blame dad, I apologize to you, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Ao Bing's voice softened a lot, "It's getting late, come in to take a shower and sleep."

The father and son responded together, and went in with their shoulders crossed.

After entering the house, Xiaoqiu obeyed Ao Bing's words, obediently put the little fox in his arms on the carpet in front of his eyes, and followed Nezha to take a bath behind the screen.

"Why are you looking at you little fox? Are you sick?" Ao Bing asked while embroidering the dragon's paw.

Hearing his name, the little fox raised his eyes, then lowered them lazily.

"It just eats too much and makes it sleepy. Mom, just let it lean on it like this, it won't do bad things." The voice of the little ball came from the sound of rushing water, which sounded a bit unreal.

Ao Bing replied, and continued to work with his head down.

click.

Suddenly there was a slight cracking sound in front of the wall, but because of the small sound and fast frequency, it was quickly covered by Xiao Qiu's singing.

"What have you taught him?" Ao Bing asked with a smile.

Nezha yelled that he was wronged, "It was taught by those bastards from Xuanwu. Next time we meet, I will definitely give them a good beating."

"Don't say it, it's really nice." Ao Bing listened to it for a long time, and unconsciously hummed along, "But I just don't know what it's singing about."

"Baihu sang to him at the birthday party, saying it was a birthday song? The ghost knows what they are planning secretly. Son, don't pour water on me to wash my hair."

Ao Bing smiled and shook his head helplessly, not aware of the situation on the other side.

The egg is already cracked along the center and only a little bit of topping will break the shell.Coincidentally, Xiaota did just that.Some harsh light passed through her eyes unreservedly, making her lose her mind for a moment.

When she came back to her senses, the top of the egg had been pushed aside. She raised her hands and shouted at Ao Bing who had noticed——

"Woo la la!"

Ao Bing: "!!!"

Wrapped in a small cotton cloth, Xiaota walked up and down the table like an emperor, and found that the three of Nezha were looking at her, and smiled.

"This..." Xiaoqiu looked at her younger sister in disbelief, "She, is she different from us?"

Ao Bing managed to calm his mind, "Probably, probably because he was nourished too well by the Dragon Palace water." He stretched out his hand and poked Xiaota's face, his eyes were bent like crescent moons, the little Nezha, so cute.

Xiaoqiu, who was originally just joking, came true. The younger sister really looks more like her father, but mixed with Ao Bing's gentle temperament, which makes the facial features much calmer and looks playful and cute.

Although Xiaoqiu has reproduced Ao Bing's face, he is very close to Nezha. Over time, Nezha's ruthless aura is gradually tainted in his brows.

Nezha, who watched the whole process, couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, his complexion was a little pale, and the three flavors in his hands kept burning, warming his wife and children.

"She's really interesting." Ao Bing turned to look at Nezha, "Don't you think so?"

Nezha smiled, "Well, it's quite fun." Looking at her shrunken self, who was still a daughter, she felt awkward about what she thought.

Xiaota was a little tired from walking, ignored Ao Bing's outstretched arm, raised Xiaobu on his body, and sat down on the drowsy little fox with a bang.The sleepiness that the little fox had gathered for a long time disappeared immediately, and he stared at her with big round eyes.

"Chen'er, do you like it?" Ao Bing put down his needle and thread, moved closer to touch his daughter's head, and rescued the little fox from under the child.Xiaota didn't resist, and let his hands touch his bare head.

Little Ball said: "This is not acceptable, I picked it up."

The little fox was found outside a cave near the beach when Xiaoqiu followed Nezha to play on the East Sea one month before Xiaota was born.

At that time, the little fox was dusty all over, as if wrapped in a layer of wolf fur, and his right hind leg was injured, so it was very difficult to move when he escaped from the father and son.

Later, he was treated with Yin Suzhi's wound medicine, and the foot injury healed quickly, and because of his shiny white fur, which was smooth to the touch, Xiaoqiu insisted on keeping him as a playmate.

In order to obtain the consent of the three elders, Xiaoqiu did not go out for a whole month, and stayed in the room to learn to write, and also conquered the arithmetic that had been bothering her.

Seeing that he was so serious, Nezha quickly agreed.But Li Jing and Yin Suzhi loved their grandson very much, and they had the idea of ​​raising this little fox on the first day he decided to study hard.

"Why don't you raise it together?" Nezha asked, "Anyway, you always said that it is very skinny and difficult to discipline. Now that your sister is taking care of it, this fur fox probably won't dare to do anything wrong."

"No, I have to think about it."

Ao Bing rubbed his little face with the other hand, "Xing'er thinks slowly, don't be in a hurry. If you really don't want to, Father God will find something else for your sister."

"Thank you ma'am."

"Okay, Xiaota, don't play with the fox, let him rest well." Nezha snapped his fingers to wipe up the remaining egg liquid on Xiaota's body, and transformed into a small bed the size of a palm, "Daddy will take you to sleep. "

As soon as Xiaota lay on the small bed, the soles of her feet were just touching the wooden board at the end of the bed, and she was covered with a quilt that had been roasted over a three-flavor real fire to keep her warm, and soon sent her into a sweet dreamland.

"Xing'er, take the little fox to sleep in the basket. It's too weak to sleep in the shade." Ao Bing covered the bamboo basin with a silk cloth and said.

"But that's Grandma Nuwa...Mother, isn't that good? Or, let it sleep on the floor, anyway, father's Sanwei Zhenhuo will last all night once it ignites, and it won't freeze him."

Nezha said: "Did you really treat me like a stove? Listen to your mother, send it to sleep quickly, and Empress Nuwa won't blame you."

Little Ball hesitated for a moment, finally chose to compromise, put the little fox in the basket, cast a meditation spell on the basket, turned around and quickly walked back to lie down among the parents.Xiaota's bed was placed across the table next to the top of the bed, and as long as there was any movement, Nezha and the others would know.

"Son, move outside, don't let your mother touch the wall, it's too cold." After Nezha finished speaking, he flicked a small fire in front of the wall that Ao Bing was leaning against, "Bing'er, if you feel cold, Tell me right away. Don't hide it, your body is important."

Ao Bing nodded slightly, moved towards the small ball, put his arms around his son, and said softly: "What stories did Dad tell you on weekdays? Is it good?"

"It sounds good! If Mom wants to hear it, I'll talk to you slowly tomorrow. You're too tired today, so go to bed earlier." He stretched out his head, kissed Ao Bing and Nezha on the cheeks, and pulled his little one up. Quilt, close your eyes tightly, "Xiaoqiu is going to sleep, see you after dawn!"

"Well, see you in the morning."