The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

After staring at each other for a while, the two came back to their senses together.

Ao Bing closed the door and entered the house, Nezha took his own clothes and wrapped Yinglong in his arms.Xu Shi soaked in the hot water for a long time, and the little baby's eyes became brighter, staring at the two of them.

"What did your father say?" Nezha asked.

"He said," Ao Bing touched his son's flushed face to confirm that he was not overheated, and then continued: "If one day it starts to change its temper, it may be out of shape."

Nezha's mouth twitched, "So?"

"But because he is still young, this transformation won't last for a long time." As soon as he finished speaking, the little baby in Nezha's arms was full of anger, and soon changed back to the baby dragon appearance.

Ao Bing held its protruding little paw, "Father suggested that he should sleep with us next." Nezha said, "Boundary?"

"What barrier? Are you planning to isolate your own son?" Ao Bing was surprised.

"No..." Nezha shut his mouth knowingly.

He originally wanted to say that since he was still young, it was inevitable that he would have a fledgling period.If a son had been inserted in the middle so early, I'm afraid he would be driven crazy.

However, he just went over these words in his mind, and still put on an understanding look on his face.

"Since you have no objection, let him sleep between us from tonight?"

Nezha hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

What Ao Bing didn't expect was that the ultimate victim of this decision was himself.

The next day, the cock crowed three times.

Ao Bing opened his eyes as usual, ready to get up to help Yin Suzhi make breakfast, when he moved his body, he found that he couldn't move.When he figured out the current situation, he almost spat out a mouthful of dragon blood.

Nezha, who slept on the outermost side, habitually put his arms around his waist, as if he had a bad dream. This time, even his feet got into battle, and he was stuck like crab claws.As for the little baby dragon sleeping in the middle, even though it is not big, the strength of its small fists clenched is terrifying, and it just hits its mother's face up and down.

Undoubtedly, Kunyu Mountain, Buzhou Mountain and all other mountains were pressed on this seemingly thin body, which made Long gasp for breath.

Ao Bing struggled a few times to no avail, looked up at the roof, and let out a faint sigh.

What kind of husband did he choose and what kind of eggs did he lay?

As for the situation of the mountains pressing down on the top, it was not relieved until after lunch.

A few days after this happy and sad day passed, the person who started to have a headache became Nezha.

He didn't know how many times he stepped over the threshold to confirm the engraving on the door. The door on the right was about the position of his calf with the word 'Zha' engraved on it when he was bored when he was a child.

After carefully identifying the strokes on the top, he put down his snacks and opened the door again to enter.

It's no wonder Nezha is suspicious, anyone who suddenly enters a room like the Dragon Palace will find it strange.

The familiar wooden bed was replaced with a large shell that could accommodate three adults, covered with flannelette and silk, how soft it was and how it was cleaned up.The wooden tables and small stools used in daily life have also been replaced with shells, coral trees are erected at the four corners, and things that seem to be strings of pearls are hung on them.If you don't pay attention for half an hour, the dusty blue brick floor is covered with a special barrier, and above the barrier is a thick blanket.

The slightly grown baby dragon is now rolling around on the blanket with a pompom in its arms.

Nezha stepped in with bare feet, sat down next to Ao Bing, glanced at the things in his hands by chance, and asked in surprise, "Why did you take off the bellyband I wore when I was a child?"

Yin Suzhi on the opposite side replied: "Look carefully, this is your son's."

Ao Bing brought the semi-finished product in front of him, and Nezha looked at the pattern on it, it was a dragon playing with beads.The dragon is only half embroidered, which looks quite funny.

He chuckled twice, "Isn't there enough clothes? Why are you sewing again?"

"Children grow up very fast, and those clothes will soon be out of place. Binger, be careful not to get entangled in yourself. You were like this when you were a child. Clothes that other children can still wear when they are three years old, you will wear them when you are one year old." I can't wear it anymore. The real person said before that my grandson is stronger than my son, so I need to be more prepared. Do you want to see your son running around the house with his butt naked all day long? Are you losing your mind?"

Yin Suzhi said a long list in one breath, but Nezha couldn't hear a single word clearly. Because of his affection, he kept nodding and pretended to listen carefully.

"By the way, Bing'er, have you asked about that?"

Ao Bing asked what it was.

"That's the one." Yin Suzhi gestured with his hands, "Have you asked your father?"

"Father said that we are all male dragons, and we can't produce milk, so we can only let him drink the flower dew first." Ao Bing said with some embarrassment.

Yin Suzhi's face turned red all of a sudden, "When did mother ask you this! I'm asking about my name, my grandson's name."

Then what are you gesticulating on your body?Nezha thought.

"Father said that he is the grandson of our Ao clan, and he is the successor of the next dragon god. I hope he can honor his ancestors."

"So, is it named Guangzong or Yaozu?" Yin Suzhi asked.

Ao Bing shook his head and said seriously, "Daddy said to name it Yichang, Ao Yichang."

In an instant.

The needle in Yin Suzhi's hand pricked her finger, and the cup in Nezha's hand tipped over, spilling all over her pants.Affected by the tea, the baby dragon, whose head had been washed, stopped rolling, hugged the ball and moved to his side, lying on his lap and curiously looking at the bamboo basket with the needlework ball on the shell table.

"This name..." Yin Suzhi, who had regained his senses, pondered carefully, "Do you need to think about it again? Also, this is your father's idea? What about your father? What did he say?"

"Yuanchen. Dive into the dragon in the abyss, step on the star."

Nezha repeated the name back and forth several times, "Li Yuanchen? It's so confusing."

"Father said his surname is Ao." Ao Bing looked at Yin Suzhi, "Does father-in-law have any ideas?"

Yin Su knew: "Sui Xing, my husband hopes that he can become a stable star in the future. Although the light of a star is weak, it can add a ray of light to the dark night. I don't want him to achieve great things, but I want to live a stable life."

"Surname Li?" Ao Bing asked.

Yin Suzhi nodded.

Nezha pinched Xiao Yinglong's face with two fingers, and said, "I am his own father, don't you want to listen to my opinion?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat upright and listened attentively.

"If you want me to say, since he loves playing ball so much, why not name him Li Xiaoqiu. It sounds nice and easy to remember, don't you think?"

What responded to him was a continuous attack of wool balls.

Yin Suzhi threw it away and said, "I was thinking that you could take out a shocking weeping ghost, but it turned out to be a shame. Bing'er, don't be relentless, just throw him away, and let him pick it up later."

Ao Bing responded and quickened his movements.

Nezha dodged left and right, puzzled and said: "No, why didn't you realize the simplicity and atmosphere contained in this name?"

"Still talking nonsense, right? Bing'er, hit him with a basket."

"Yes, mother."

"Eh? Forgive me, forgive me, little one, admit defeat, little one, don't hurt your arms." Nezha coaxed him with all kinds of good words, and then transferred the basket in Ao Bing's hand to his own, just as he was about to ask which name to choose. , just heard a cluck.

"Who put the chicken in?" he asked through the half-open scalloped window.

The servant sweeping the floor outside replied respectfully: "The chicken is stewed in the pot, and it didn't fly out."

He also wanted to ask if there were chickens digging holes in the soil outside, but suddenly he saw Ao Bing winking at him, followed his gaze and found the source of the sound.

It was Li Xiaoqiu who was lying on the spot and circling, cough, Li Xiaoyinglong.

"Son?" He tried to call out.

He was answered by a new cluck.

The smile on the corner of Yin Suzhi's mouth twitched, "Bing'er, did you also look like this when you were young?"

"Dragon begets dragons, each is different." Ao Bing said.

The mother and son who heard the words looked at each other, nodded vigorously, and thought at the same time, the Dragon God is really different.

Ao Bing, who seemed serious but started to panic, couldn't help but slander, could it be that I chased a dragon palace when I was a child and ended up bringing back the exhausted sea chicken with the help of a dragon?

There is no impenetrable wall in this world, even the Li Mansion with several layers of barriers can't avoid it.

The news that the young master of Li's mansion would laugh and crow like chickens spread like wildfire, and soon spread throughout Chentangguan.Later, the news of this, like stepping on a hot wheel, spread to the heavens, and once became the talk of gods and gods after dinner.

Ao Guang put down the teacup, looked at the handsome shirtless man in front of him with displeasure, and said coldly: "Is this king's grandson an ordinary thing?"

"Come on, Que'er, give Uncle Long a quack." Kong Xuan said with a smile along the little peacock's fur.

Ao Guang was angry and funny, "Who is Uncle Long? Besides, don't change the subject, what about the peacock feather you promised to my grandson?"

"Unfortunately, it's gone. Why don't you wait another thousand or eight hundred years?" Kong Xuan took a sip of tea, "I said, Ah Guang, why are you getting more and more angry? Didn't you say that you can be more stable when you become a grandfather?" ? Look at you, you are blowing your beard and staring at you, your little grandson will probably take a detour when he sees you."

Ao Guang smiled, but he was soft but not flattering, his red and phoenix eyes were full of affection, and Kong Xuan's back felt a little chilled.

"I really didn't tell you about your grandson. If you don't believe me, you can ask Suzaku."

"King Ming." His voice was a little softer than before, his white and slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, his eyes curved into crescent moons, "I don't care who is spreading the message. I can't control what you say. But Daming King, you also know that my temper these years has not been as good as before, and I hope you can forgive me if I accidentally plucked all the peacock hairs from your peacock Daming Palace."

Kong Xuan swallowed the tea in his mouth, propped his face with one hand, exhaled a long breath, and pulled out an extremely friendly smile, "It's been so many years since I've been an old friend, why don't I know you? Don't worry, Peacock Feather is fine, rumors That's fine, I'll help you deal with it. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Empress Nuwa to come forward, how about it?"

"If that's the case, then there will be King Lao Daming." Ao Guang put away the cold blade in his eyes and said with a sincere smile.

Kong Xuan couldn't help waving his hands, signaling that there is no need to be so polite.

But I was saying in my heart, the peacocks in my Peacock Daming Palace are very talented, they can grow new hairs in three days, you Ao Guang can pull them out casually, I am not afraid.But, the guy behind you will definitely take the rack pan.

As if aware of something, Ao Yi, who was standing behind Ao Guang, cast a friendly look, and Kong Xuan's entire back immediately became wet.

The dragons and sparrows in the sky hide their knives in their smiles, and the human dragons on the ground have sharp eyes.

Nezha, who was helping to thread the needle, had sore eyes and couldn't help but stare at each other. The little ball nestled by the bamboo basket followed suit, making Ao Bing and Yin Suzhi, who were watching the battle, laugh and lie on the blanket.

Because Li Jing and Ao Guang are not in the house, it is impossible to decide on the name of the baby dragon for a while, so they have to follow Nezha's advice and use Xiao Qiu as his nickname.Judging from the current situation, Yinglong seems to be quite satisfied with his nickname, because every time he hears someone calling him, he will hold the wool in his hand tightly, tilt the small dragon head, and look at the other person curiously with round black eyes .

"Okay. Next time I have to cast a spell to make the eye of the needle as big as the circle of heaven and earth, so that everyone can see it clearly." Nezha said when handing the needle and thread to his mother.

Yin Su knew: "What are you going to do with such a big needle? To mend the sky? Empress Nuwa won't give you an equal salary." Ao Bing who had just sat up laughed and fell to the ground again.

"If you don't mend the sky, you can use it to fix the sea." Nezha said.

"That's exactly what we mean."

Suddenly a clear male voice came from outside the house.