Maybe it's because the aura of the fairyland is too strong, maybe it's because I am a fairy, so I am the most comfortable in the fairyland environment, my stomach changes every day, how long does it take, I can hardly walk, and every day I have to hold the white moon up and down Lou, Shen Han was happy and worried at the same time, not knowing what to do.

When Mr. Hawthorn was in the mortal world, he had heard many stories and met many wives who were pregnant with babies, but as a man, Shen Han was different after all, so he couldn't help him much, and he didn't even know how Shen Han would give birth to a child.However, as a hawthorn tree, Mr. Hawthorn is relatively clear about how to give birth to a child. The hawthorn he hangs on the branch grows bigger and bigger, and the color is still the same as that of Mr. Bamboo Tube. There is a child wrapped under the hawthorn skin. .

Recently, Mr. Hawthorn, like Shen Han, eats as carefully as possible, and eats some nuts every day. It is said that the children born in this way will be smarter.Mr. Bamboo Tube has also adapted to bear Mr. Hawthorn's branches every night, and he also occasionally uses the roots to help.

The business in the tea stand is getting better and better every day. The local immortals have more good things and a lot of gold. They are very generous when they come to buy tea every day.Shen Han no longer went downstairs, and sat on the bed all the time, whenever Jiao Baiyue had time, she would come up to chat with him.

Every day that passed, Shen Han felt that his stomach seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and vaguely realized that he might be pregnant with more than one child, Shen Han hurriedly consulted Mr. Hawthorn, whether he should make more clothes for children.Mr. Hawthorn has been rushing to work day and night recently. He has three children himself, and there are too many clothes to be made. After Mr. Lingzhi finished making the children's wooden bed, he couldn't care less about making toys, so he had to help make clothes.

Woodworking and sewing probably have some similarities. The clothes made by Mr. Lingzhi still look good.

That night, Shen Han was lying on his side as usual. He felt in a daze that he wanted to make things easier. There was a wooden barrel in the corner of the room, which was specially made for him by Mr. Ganoderma lucidum. Just bring the barrel over.It's just that Shen Han didn't know why, but felt that he was very tired, his stomach was getting more and more uncomfortable, and he couldn't lift his hands when he wanted to push Jiao Baiyue. He didn't know how long, he suddenly felt his body relax, and then fell asleep.

Shen Han still remembered the story Mr. Hawthorn told. When a mortal wife gives birth, it is like going to the gate of hell. If something goes wrong, she will bleed profusely, her life will not be saved, and the child will be in danger. Mother and child are safe.And mortal wives are not like monks, they are physically strong, and they can take panacea. Their childbirth is almost entirely dependent on God's will, and many of them have two lives...

If I have to go through that kind of dangerous thing, and how should my child be born?Shen Han frowned tightly, he thought of a possibility, but felt that the place was too narrow, every time it took a lot of effort to bear Ah Bai's branch, if a baby ran out, it would definitely be torn apart... probably.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. Shen Han even broke out in a cold sweat. He liked the baby very much, but he had to be prepared to bear the pain.In a daze, Shen Han felt that it might be morning now, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, as usual, he could touch the little feet sticking out when the baby moved, this time...

The belly is flat and a little loose, and it feels very uncomfortable to touch. Shen Han suddenly opened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Where's the baby?"

"Xiao Han, you're awake." Jiao Baiyue walked over quickly, opened the clay pot sitting on the stove, and scooped out the fragrant Lingmi porridge inside, "Come and have some porridge, there are three babies in total, all very cute, and they are all very cute Sleeping on the cot, right next to you."

Shen Han got up slowly, feeling a little tired, but there was no pain anywhere, and he was very hungry.He turned his head to look at his bed, only to see a large ball of soft bedding. After searching for a long time, he saw three babies lying side by side. Their bodies should be the size of palms, and there are small furry ears on their heads. It looks extremely cute, and Shen Han was hit on the softest part of the center at once, I really, really like it so much!

"Xiao Han, I don't know why, even though I am a human being, the baby can conjure hairy ears and a hairy tail." Jiao Baiyue came over with a bowl in her hand, and fed Shen Han porridge mouthful by mouthful.

Looking at the three babies without blinking, Shen Han had a big smile on his face, "Because Ah Bai used to be my dog. By the way, do they have milk?"

"Well, today the yellow dog ran out and caught a spirit beast that was producing milk. Mr. Hawthorn tree said that he could squeeze out the milk, cook it and give it to the baby." Jiao Baiyue took care of Shen Han carefully, and glanced at it from time to time The baby lying on the crib said with satisfaction, "We will be a family from now on, very complete."

After drinking the porridge, he felt stronger. Shen Han didn't put on his clothes and got out of bed. He touched his body secretly and found that there were no wounds, no tears in his buttocks, and no pain. He just didn't know where the three babies were. How was it born.But since it has been born and he has not been injured, this is a very good thing, Shen Han thought happily.

Shen Han's identity is unusual, and Jiaobaiyue's identity is even more extraordinary. This is another fairy world. Although the baby is only the size of a palm, after drinking the milk and waking up, he no longer sleeps, but puts on a small Clothes, wearing tiny shoes, running around on the ground.In contrast, it seemed that Shen Han was weak and had to stay in bed.

After a few days of recuperation, he ate enough every day, and occasionally got out of bed to move around. Shen Han finally regained his strength, put on his clothes and got out of bed.The little babies were sitting on the bench, holding small bowls and milk in their hands, with a circle of milky white paste on their mouths, looking very cute.Everyone gathered around the low table to eat breakfast. The babies finished their milk first, and then climbed onto the yellow dog to play.

The yellow dog has no other advantages, except that the body is very strong, no matter how much the baby tosses, the dog hair will not fall off, and the dog fur is warm, and the babies will also have fluffy ears and tails. I feel that the yellow dog is very kind.

He didn't get out of bed for several days, Shen Han felt kind to everyone he saw, and his stomach recovered slowly by itself, becoming delicate again, although it wasn't as muscular as Jiao Baiyue's, but it was no longer a loose belly.Picking up the Lingmi porridge and sipping it, Shen Han turned his head and asked Mr. Hawthorn, "When will your child be born?"

"I don't know." Mr. Hawthorn shook the branch, and while feeding Mr. Zhutong, he stretched out another branch to touch the hawthorn, which was obviously bigger than the other hawthorns, and said softly, "That spirit beast produces milk. There are a lot of them, just keep them.”

"En." Shen Han nodded.

After breakfast, apart from being busy with their own affairs, everyone wandered around the baby.The yellow dog is the happiest. No matter where he goes, the little baby will sit on him, holding the yellow dog's ears or tail with his small hands, and shouting "drive".Originally, there was a little baby who wanted to play with the Holy Prince, but the kitten was too small to be fun at all.

A few days later, after the local immortal came to buy tea, the ascended immortal finally appeared.

Xiaoxian led several immortals who were all higher than him to appear outside the tea stand, because after telling his previous experience, the immortals did not intend to belittle them, but their expressions were still not very respectful. It seems that he doesn't want to enter the tea stall.That is to say, when the ascensioned immortals are in the mortal world, their status is extraordinary, and the place they live in is naturally exquisite. Even in the cave, there are extremely exquisite decorations.Like some monks who ascended from large sects, they were all ancestors before, so the palace they lived in was naturally as gorgeous as it was.

The wood used in the tea stall in front of me is ordinary, although the pattern on it is a little delicate, but there is a not-so-good eagle standing outside. It may not be easy for the immortal who is known as the Jiaozi of the sky to enter.

Fortunately, Xiaoxian has already mentioned the importance of the relationship before, although the immortals have different thoughts in their hearts, they all act in the same way.

When a new guest arrived, Jiao Baiyue immediately came out to greet her, and said with a smile, "Please come in, the tea will be delivered soon. There are several kinds of refreshments. This is your first time here. I will give you a plate of each."

When the immortals entered the tea stand, Jiao Baiyue didn't collect the money first, but ran to serve tea and refreshments.Huo Shao had prepared the fire a long time ago, and Jiao Baiyue also took a few. I hope these immortals will be satisfied, and it is best to develop into regular customers.

The Immortal, who was extremely picky at first, drank the tea and ate the refreshment, his complexion changed, and he quickly picked up the fire and started to eat.Huoshao is not one person, the slow-moving immortal did not grab Huoshao, so he had to look at the whole tea stand calmly.

The low tables and low stools are of ordinary style, they don’t look exquisite, but they are very comfortable to sit on. No one in the tea stand is idle, and they are all busy with their own affairs.I don't know if it's my own illusion, but the immortals always feel more comfortable staying in the tea stand. Although the aura here is not very strong, it makes their limbs and bones relax slowly.Even if there are thousands of reasons to be picky, it will not change the efficacy of tea and refreshments.

Xiaoxian was triumphant, raised his eyebrows, and felt that he had finally let out a sigh of relief. He smiled and greeted Shen Han, and said the purpose of his visit this time, "Boss, we are all ascended immortals, it is best to twist into a rope. Otherwise, those local immortals will bully you and come to your door, and you will suffer so much that you can't tell."

Thinking of the tragedy caused by Venerable Wuchang and the Sovereign back then, and the current situation of the two immortals, Shen Han felt a little disgusted, but he didn't show it on his face. He said with a smile, "Come to buy tea, welcome, if others, I don't have any other plans right now."

Listening to Shen Han's words with pricked ears, the Immortal's complexion was very ugly. He felt that Shen Han, a newly ascended Immortal, was toasting and not eating fine wine, so he had to teach him a little lesson.

Then... except for that little fairy, all the other immortals flew away.At this time, the big brother of the Bengshan School finally found the tea stall after all the hard work!

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