The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

Xiaoqiu woke up earlier than chickens for the first time this day, and sat between Nezha and Ao Bing with his eyes squinted.

"Leilou." He waved his small fist and slapped Nezha on the face.

"Murderous!" Nezha suddenly sat up, looking around blankly.

Xiaoqiu giggled, showing the only deciduous tooth in his mouth, "Ding! Leulou!" Nezha made a silence gesture, worried that his son would not understand, and then softly hissed, "Your mother Too tired, let him sleep well. Dad will take you to eat meat." After finishing speaking, he picked up the little ball and stepped out of bed to change clothes.

After a simple grooming, Nezha fetched the water that had been kept warm all night, and fed half a spoonful of the ball, "put it in your mouth first. Okay, spit it out." The water was immediately blocked by the lifted bowl and splashed into it completely.

"Before I became a father, I was also a child." Nezha shook his head triumphantly, fed the remaining half spoonful of water, and raised the bowl to block the ball.

grunt.

"Did you swallow it?"

"Second leak!"

Nezha heaved a sigh of relief, put down the bowl and hugged the little ball.Suddenly, Xiaoqiu's belly was retracted, and a large handful of water flew out of his mouth, spraying Nezha at a loss.

"You!" Nezha wiped his face with his sleeves, gritted his teeth and looked at Xiaoqiu.

Xiaoqiu pursed her mouth in an instant, and stretched out her little hand tearfully to hug her.The more Nezha looked at him, the more he felt that he looked like a miniature version of Ao Bing, and all of his anger disappeared, and he began to coax his son in a gentle voice.Xiaoqiu giggled, hugged Nezha's neck, and rubbed his little face against his face again and again, "Second leak!"

It was still early and there was no one in the kitchen.Nezha conjured up a small chair with a hole in it, put the ball in it, and set up a restraint around him, and then boldly began to search for available ingredients.

"Leak!" Xiao Qiu excitedly pointed at a piece of raw meat that Nezha mentioned.

Nezha was surprised, "This one?"

Little Ball nodded.

"take them all?"

Still nodding.

"Wait, dad will make it for you." Nezha cut the meat in half with the knife on the side, kept only half for use, and put the rest back where it was.Then, cut the large piece of meat into cubes, put it in a large bowl with millet, taro, and eggs, and pound it into mud with a stone pestle.

Because of his great strength, the material in the bowl quickly became a thick paste.The last step is to squeeze the paste into the shape of a ball and steam it in a pot.

This is the method Yin Suzhi gave to Ao Bing earlier, and Ao Bing passed this method on to Nezha.Although they don't know what the taste will be like.

Under the blessing of the stove fire and the three-flavored real fire, the aroma gradually wafted out of the pot, Xiaoqiu inhaled vigorously, and his eyes brightened.

"Ding! Time leak!"

"Wait a minute, you can't eat it if it's not cooked. If you eat it, Bing'er will scold you." Nezha blew while trying half a ball in the spoon.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

Xiaoqiu followed suit, shaking his little hands and shouting: "Dangdang!" After waiting for a while to confirm that it was completely cooked, Nezha scooped out the balls, turned off the fire and pulled a small bench to sit in front of Xiaoqiu.

Xiao Qiu lowered his head and stretched out his hand when he smelled the smell, Nezha hurriedly removed the small bowl, "It's too hot, Daddy will blow it to you."

"Dangdang! Hoo hoo hoo!" The little ball also began to blow air into the small bowl, and the airflow from the small mouth was cool, making the balls quickly turn hot enough for babies to eat.

"Come on, open your mouth."

The little ball opened its mouth to the maximum, and took a bite. The meatball itself was very soft, and Nezha pressed it into the size of a little finger with a small spoon. When it was put in the mouth, it could be swallowed without chewing.He narrowed his eyes excitedly, his little head shaking uncontrollably.

"Is it delicious?" Nezha asked unsurely.

"Good time, good time!" Xiao Qiu couldn't help nodding, fearing that Nezha would take the bowl away, she stretched out her small hand to hold the edge of the bowl tightly, and opened her mouth wide to wait for the food.

After more than a dozen cuts, one ball was completely divided, and Nezha moved on to the next one.Just after taking a bite, there were scattered footsteps and conversations outside.

"Zha'er? Why are you here?" It was Yin Suzhi and two cooks.

Nezha shook the bowl in his hand, Yin Suzhi approached and smelled it, then looked at the vegetable basket beside him, "Have you eaten yet?"

Shaking his head.

"Have you heard it all? Why don't you hurry up and make breakfast for the young master with me?"

Nezha and Xiaoqiu looked at each other, Xiaoqiu opened his mouth to swallow the balls, followed Nezha's pace, and watched Yin Suzhi and the others light the fire together.Boiling water, kneading noodles, and chopping vegetables are all proceeding in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, Yin Suzhi raised his head and looked at Nezha's back, "Where's Bing'er? Did you go back to sleep after cooking?"

"I haven't slept a few times in the past few days." Nezha said, his nose couldn't help moving, and he poked his head to look at the pot, "Mother, what are you doing? Why is it so fragrant?"

"I learned it from them. When you are full, you can fill some up and give it to Bing'er."

Nezha gave Xiaoqiu imported meatballs, and said, "There's no need to bother, I'll take them away when they're cooked and eat them in our room."

"Also."

Ao Bing woke up from his sleep, saw that the sky was brighter than before, said something bad in his heart, and hurriedly got out of bed, changed clothes and washed.

As soon as the water was spit out, the door was pushed open.

"woke up?"

"Nezha? Put it down quickly, don't burn it." Ao Bing simply wiped his face, and quickly walked over to take the ball from his second hand.As soon as the little ball entered the arms of the father dragon, the corners of his mouth opened wider, and the little hand pulled Aobing's sleeve, pointing to the little shell hanging on the door beam.

Ao Bing walked over and raised the ball high, tiptoeing to the limit, but there was still a gap.But after a while, a numbness spread from his toes, almost making him unable to stand upright.

"have a look."

"Okay, Father God holds it, take a look." He glanced aside from the corner of his eye, and saw that Nezha was transporting the folded laundry to the closet, asking a few questions from time to time.

Nezha is also busy, I can't burden him.Ao Bing thought.

But his increasingly weak body kept conveying the madness of last night to him, making him hot from head to toe all at once, and the gaze he stared at Nezha gradually added a different meaning.

Suddenly, the little ball jumped forward, and the whole person was about to roll towards the door just like his nickname, the ball.Ao Bing was slightly stunned, and subconsciously clenched his collar tightly, not wanting to use too much strength, but tore it apart.And the little ball just fell straight down like this, and it was about to fall headfirst, and it was bloody when it fell.

Ao Bing immediately activated mana, but because he consumed too much last night, he pushed the ball down instead.In the nick of time, an arm stretched out, grabbed Xiao Qiu's ankle suddenly, and gently pinched the back of his neck with his heel like catching a cat, and lifted him back to the bed.

"Li Suixing, you're scaring your mother to death, do you know that?" Nezha's face turned red, and his whole body became astonishingly hot, looking terribly serious.

Xiaoqiu wanted to raise his fist to play with him, but was scared by his expression and shrank his fist, staring at him blankly.

Ao Bing hurried forward, circling with his hands hanging in front of his body, the whole dragon was still in shock, "I'm sorry, Nezha, it's my fault. How old is he? Don't blame him."

"Li Suixing, are you a man?" Nezha asked.

"Does he understand now?"

Xiaoqiu put his finger into his mouth and bit it, and tilted his head to look at them, "Han." Ao Bing helplessly, shook his head and sighed, went to pick up his son and patted him on the back, "He is only half a year old, how can he know so much? When the two of us were his age, it seemed like we couldn't even speak clearly?"

"He scared you."

Ao Bing was taken aback, then pursed his lips and smiled: "People say that the sky is big and the earth is big, and parents and children are the biggest. How come to you, the sky is big and the earth is big, and the son can do whatever he wants?"

"In my place, the sky is big and the earth is big, and Bing'er is the biggest." The flames on Nezha's body gradually dissipated, and his voice was softer than before. He ate very well. As for this kid..."

Nezha propped up the creaking hole of the little ball, put his son on his shoulders, helped him walk to the previous place, got the Hot Wheels to step on it, and let the little ball play with the little shells.

"Actually, you don't have to be so alarmed."

When Ao Bing broke off a mouthful of cake, he heard a voice from the opposite side.

"Both Master and Dad Dong have set up a special barrier in the house that does not interfere with each other. Once the ball is about to hit it, those hard objects will immediately turn into a cradle to support him. However, according to Master, it is better to be careful in everything." Good." After Nezha finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the person, and happened to see several red marks on the other person's neck, "What's more, for the sake of your Dragon Clan, you have to rest in peace and recover to your original level of divine power."

"What is this for?" Ao Bing was puzzled, and put a mouthful of cake into his mouth.

Nezha patted Xiaoqiu's butt and asked him if he wanted to see his mother for dinner.The little ball patted the little shell hard, pressed Nezha's head with his little hand, slowly slid down his neck, and finally lay on his back, staring straight at Ao Bing.

"Hey! You kid." Nezha pinched his face, rolled his eyes, and said, "Do you look good?"

"have a look!"

"mine."

Xiaoqiu hummed twice, and continued to stare at Ao Bing.After watching for a long time, I started giggling.

Ao Bing, who was stared at by the father and son as if watching a rare and exotic animal, became more and more complicated. If his waist and legs hadn't started to hurt, he really wanted to rub his face one by one.But now he can only simulate such a scene in his mind. As for the reality, he can only call two people to come and sit down.

When Nezha sat down, Xiaoqiu's chubby little hand couldn't settle down. He either reached out to touch Ao Bing's face, stroked his hair, or moved his chopsticks, and then immediately retracted and shook with laughter.

Like a son there must be a father.

Although Nezha seems to be holding the ball securely, he has already conjured up an arm to wrap around the waist of the people around him, and from time to time he leans over to snatch the food from his chopsticks.But when Ao Bing handed him the chopsticks, he obediently picked up a cake and broke it into his mouth, and kept urging Ao Bing to eat it quickly so that he could grow some meat quickly, so that he could hug him like this His arms don't teach him to feel distressed.

Taking advantage of the two of them not paying attention, Ao Bing pinched his cheek quietly.Ever since he gave birth, the people of the Li family and Longgong were afraid that he would be tired, so they took a lot of work all day long and asked him to sit there and make some small clothes for children.In the end, he also felt that he was too tired, and always fed him all kinds of delicious food. Ao Bing summed up that he was now at least a circle fatter than before.

If the dragon eats too much fat, it will sink in the water, and it will not be able to fly into the sky.

Thinking of this, he felt a little annoyed.

"What's the matter, Bing'er? Do you think it's not tasty?"

Ao Bing shook his head, "Nezha, I've thought of something, and I'm worried that you won't agree."

"As long as you don't divorce me, or let me divorce you, everything is easy to talk about."

"Don't think too much. In fact, I just want to practice. If I don't fight for too long, I'm worried that my hands and feet will be slow."

Nezha didn't answer, but just looked at him seriously and seriously.

"If you don't have time, I can go to the martial arts field to fight dummy. Since last month, I haven't done much activity, and I feel a little empty in my heart. Nezha?"

"If you want," Nezha lowered his head and teased Xiaoqiu, "tomorrow we will go to the sandy field outside Chentang Pass and compete as before. It happens that Lei Zhenzi is coming to visit tomorrow, so we can entrust him to take care of Xiaoqiu then."

"Really?" Ao Bing's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to hug Nezha.

Nezha pointed his finger at his face, "I want it here too." Xiao Qiu followed suit and turned his face to get closer.

Ao Bing kissed each other one by one, rubbed two more lightly, and then let the father and son go to play next to him to his heart's content.