The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

"What's so wonderful?" Lan Yang came back just in time and put the wide-mouth juice glass in his hand on the table, and frowned when he saw the chili oil in Shi Baiye's bowl: "You are disobedient and eat spicy food?"

Shi Baiye raised his eyebrows and showed him the lozenges: "Fifth Junior Brother gave me the medicine, so my throat won't hurt."

Ding Baocheng paused: "Let him eat less, it doesn't matter."

Lan Yang looked at Shi Baiye and then at Ding Baocheng, and compromised: "Then you eat less." He looked at Ding Baocheng with a bit of embarrassment and said, "Fifth Junior Brother is so magical, I don't know if you can help a friend of mine to watch it." see a doctor?"

a friend?Ding Baocheng smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter."

Lan Yang coughed lightly, hesitating and not knowing how to speak.

Ding Baocheng saw that he was concealed, and opened his mouth to ask, "Could it be hemorrhoids?"

Kong Mingfan took a mouthful of fruit juice and choked in his throat: "Don't talk about these things while eating..."

Shi Baiye: "It's not your friend, is it you? Didn't you see that you still have this disease?"

Ding Baocheng almost died laughing: "How do you see this kind of thing?"

Lan Yang was also stunned, and said awkwardly: "You guys... misunderstood. My friend suffers from a kind of cleanliness and cannot touch people, otherwise his whole body will be itchy. I wonder if there is a cure for it?"

Ding Baocheng: "This is unheard of. Where is your friend? If it's convenient, I can help him find out."

Lan Yang said: "His name is Qian Yu, he lives nearby, I will let him come tomorrow."

Ding Baocheng nodded: "Okay."

As soon as they finished eating the hot pot and went out, they bumped into a young Taoist who was busy in the world. This Taoist looked ordinary but had a figure like a jade tree, which attracted Ding Baocheng to take a second look: "Nan... Nangong Ling!"

The young Taoist was none other than Daoist Nangong who used to pretend to be an ordinary person to strike up a conversation with Ding Baocheng at the tea shop. Today, he didn't know what the wind was blowing and he came out dressed as an ordinary person to show off.

Shi Baiye turned his head to look at the young Taoist, and said in panic, "Master... Master!"

"What kind of master is my teacher? Fellow Daoist." Nangong Ling said unhappily. He seemed to not want people to know that he was the Nangong Sect Master of Qingyun Sect.

Lan Yang hurried forward: "Master... Daoist Nangong, why are you here?"

Nangong Ling pointed to Ding Baocheng: "Because the two babies cry all day long, I have no choice but to come to you."

Ding Baocheng hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, where are my Daze and Xiaorun?"

Nangong Ling showed them the small basket on the back: "I fell asleep in it."

Kong Mingfan stepped forward and carefully carried out the child lying in the basket, frowning: "This is not my child."

Ding Baocheng: "I think... you're a bitch, this is Daze."

"How is it possible?" Kong Mingfan looked carefully again: "Daze is not so cute..."

Ding Baocheng rolled his eyes at him.

Nangong Ling smiled and said: "He is the eldest of your family. He eats more rice soup and milk than his younger brother these days. The baby changes every day, and when it grows up, it will naturally be cute."

Kong Mingfan paused: "Where is Errun?"

"It's also in the basket," Nangong Ling turned his back again: "The second floor."

Ding Baocheng continued to look at the basket: "Is there a second layer?"

He opened the thin layer below, and he saw another white and fat little bun lying inside with his eyes wide open, and he was still sucking his thumb.

Ding Baocheng quickly carried him out: "Where's Min'er?"

Nangong Ling said: "Qingfeng takes him at home, I can't take care of three little babies by myself."

Shi Baiye was playing with the doll, and was called out by Nangong Ling: "Bai Ye, you and Lan Yang are just playing together, don't take it too seriously."

Shi Baiye nodded with a smile: "Okay, but the current monks are too good, we can beat them casually, and just lie down and win, I don't want to..."

"Let's go back and talk about it." Ding Baocheng hugged the child's swaddling clothes so as not to catch a cold.

"Forget it, let's go back first, and we'll talk about you when we get back." Nangong Ling pointed to his teacher Bai Ye and said.

They went back to Ding Baocheng's wooden house. Ding Baocheng asked Kong Mingfan to coax the children, and then helped Nangong Ling clean up the empty house.

Nangong Ling planned to sleep alone in a room, Shi Baiye glanced at Lan Yang, who stepped forward and said, "Second Senior Brother, you sleep alone, Master and I..."

"How old are you and still sleep with me?" Nangong Ling hated iron and steel: "I am old and sleep lightly, you go and squeeze with Bai Ye."

Shi Baiye and Lan Yang looked at each other, Lan Yang bit the bullet and said: "Master, this is not good..."

"What's wrong?" Nangong Ling hammered his neck and walked to his room: "The two big men are still shy? Who didn't help you take a bath when you were young? Bai Ye helped you wash the most often, and now you are grown up. Dislike your second senior brother? Although Bai Ye is indeed worthy of dislike."

Shi Baiye looked at Nangong Ling who had entered the room and lay down speechlessly: "Master, why do I dislike you..."

"Close the door." Nangong Ling covered the quilt and began to sleep by himself.

Shi Baiye closed the door and walked to Lan Yang: "Master let me sleep with you."

Lan Yang's lips moved slightly, "Yes."

Ding Baocheng walked out of the house.

Shi Baiye said: "Why did you come out? Don't you rest?"

Ding Baocheng sighed softly: "Senior brothers, rest first, I will cook some rice soup for the two dolls."

"Why not breastfeed? Rice soup is not nutritious." Shi Baiye glanced at Ding Baocheng's chest: "Is there no milk?"

"Yeah." Ding Baocheng blushed, and he couldn't say that Kong Mingfan sucked all the milk every day when he was fine!

Lan Yang grabbed Shi Baiye who wanted to ask again: "Second senior brother, it's time to sleep."

Shi Baiye was dragged into the house and still shouted softly at Ding Baocheng: "Eating more eggs is good for milk production!"

Ding Baocheng raised his forehead: How do you feel about having a shameless brother?want to kill.

Ding Baocheng went into the kitchen, cast a spell on the stone stove and lit the fire, then put water in the pot to boil, and at the same time ground the millet with a pestle and boiled it into a paste in the boiling water in the pot.

He took out nectar from the space, added rice paste, covered the pot and continued to cook. After about a stick of incense, the scent of nectar and rice paste wafted into the room. Ding Baocheng took out two small bowls and filled the rice paste into the room.

"Thank you, Bao'er." Kong Mingfan was coaxing the doll to play, and when he heard Ding Baocheng come in, he hurriedly got up to help him carry the bowl.

Ding Baocheng: "It's hard work, and it's not tiring. Besides, I'm very happy to cook for my dolls."

He said and glared at Kong Mingfan: "Don't drink mine next time...then what, you have to give it to the two brothers."

Kong Mingfan pursed his lips: "Ah Bao doesn't want me if he has these two little things?"

Ding Baocheng was amused by his pitiful appearance: "How old are you? Still grabbing food from the little baby?"

Kong Mingfan: "Bao'er is mine, no one will give it to me, even if the two of them snatch it from me, it won't work."

"I'm too lazy to tell you," Ding Baocheng sighed with a smile, and touched the bottom of the bowl: "Okay, feed them, remember to taste first if it's hot."

The two little milk babies grinned happily when they smelled the honey-like sweet rice porridge that came to their mouths, and they stretched their hands, arms and legs and kicked back and forth, which was very interesting.

Kong Mingfan carefully spoon-fed rice cereal to the doll, very slowly.

Ding Baocheng finished feeding Dabao and saw Erbao crying and belching so hungry, he smiled and pushed Kong Mingfan away to feed his baby with a bowl: "What are you doing? It will be cold by the time you feed him."

Kong Mingfan held Daze and pursed his lips and stood by the side watching Ding Baocheng feed Xiaorun three times, five times and two times, and the two put the baby to sleep. It was already late at night, and Ding Baocheng gently put the two baby babies on the diapers and put them on the bed The child yawned inside: "I'm so sleepy, go to sleep."

Kong Mingfan nodded, picked him up, put him on the bed, kissed his forehead, and whispered, "Ah Bao is exhausted."

Ding Baocheng nestled in Kong Mingfan's arms, "I'm not tired..."

He said he wasn't tired but couldn't open his eyes. Kong Mingfan covered him with a quilt, took off his shoes and clothes, lay down next to him, hugged him in his arms and asked softly, "Abao wants to go to the imperial capital to do it." what?"

Ding Baocheng said in a daze: "It may not be realistic to make everyone in the world happy." He dozed off again, and then buried his face in Kong Mingfan's arms: "But people have to do something in their lives. I cultivated it in my previous life. All my life, I don’t know why I practice Taoism until I die. In this life... just do what I can for the ordinary people around me and the ones I love. I’m going to the imperial capital, and I’ll do my best Eliminate evil and uphold justice, death is not a pity."

Kong Mingfan said distressedly: "It is not a pity for you to help justice die, what should we do?"

Ding Baocheng put his arms around his waist: "If I don't drink Meng Po soup after I die, I will definitely come back."

Seeing that he was really sleepy, Kong Mingfan started talking nonsense, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Ding Baocheng fell into a deep sleep when he heard the sound. In his dream, he saw a man sitting under a flower tree and carefully carving a wooden figure in his hand with a carving knife.

That man had long silver hair, a black robe and a golden crown, and his clothes were painted with a golden dragon flying in the nine heavens. The dragon's head was facing his back shoulder, and the dragon's tail was a cloud billowing with silver edges.

He could clearly see the lifelike feathers of little larks on his clothes, but Ding Baocheng couldn't see his face clearly.

The huge peach tree canopy behind him was frozen, and the falling petals also maintained various postures, but they stayed in the air and were also sealed by the crystal clear ice in front of them.

Everything seemed to be at a standstill.

Ding Baocheng looked at the man and everything frozen around him, feeling a little strange, he stepped forward: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The man suddenly looked up at Ding Baocheng: "Me?"

"Well, who are you?" Ding Baocheng could feel his fuzzy face looking at him with scrutiny.

So Ding Baocheng sat down next to him and looked at the reflection in the lake. He found that there were many silhouettes in the lake in front of him, and each piece was like a thumbnail of the world: "What are these pictures in the water?"

"I'm Fanluo," the man said in a low voice, "that's the Three Thousand Worlds."

Ding Baocheng thought for a while: "Fanluo? I seem to have heard your name before."

"I am the God of Creation, I can create three thousand worlds, but I am the only one in the God Realm, and who are you?" Fan Luo's voice was puzzled.

【Finish】