Rong Qing himself was not really interested in foreign food. Since he didn't like it, the two of them activated the device button and decided to go home and have the delicious breakfast made by Grandma Rong.
After returning home, they slipped into the space to wash and change clothes. They went to see the sleeping little Yanyan. Rong Qing kissed his little cheek and whispered softly:
"When you wake up, Mom will take you to see your great-grandmother." I always felt that there was something wrong with these words, but I didn't think much about it.
Jiang Zimo held her hand and said, "We need to take him out now. Besides grandma, there is another kid at home who wants to stay and wait for his sister."
Rong Qing immediately knew who it was. Yes, according to the time, her mother's family had moved back to Kyoto. Judging from her little brother's enthusiasm for her, he must have come to her grandmother's house.
So Jiang Zimo and Rong Qing put Xiao Yanyan's things into a space button. As for the baby-sitting nanny robot, there was no way to take it out of the space.
Jiang Zimo took the warmly wrapped little Yanyan from the nanny robot's hands, and held Rong Qing's soft and delicate little hand with his other hand.
They came out of the space and went straight to their own room. Rong Qing asked him to wait for her in the room while she went to find Grandma Rong.
When she arrived in the yard and smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen, she quickened her pace. When she stepped into the kitchen, she saw Grandma Rong bending over and putting plump white buns into the steamer in the pot.
Rong Qing walked closer and said with a smile, "They smell so good! The buns my grandma made make me drool just by smelling them."
Hearing this, Grandma Rong turned around and looked over, instantly revealing a joyful and loving smile: "My dear, my dear, I miss you so much. Wait, this is the last bun for me."
Grandma Rong washed her hands and warmed them in the stove. After they were warm, she came over and hugged Rong Qing. She looked at her with a loving face, and she couldn't get enough of looking at her:
"Well, it's OK. My dear, you haven't lost weight, and you look good. Grandma Zimo seems to have changed a lot. She's no longer cold and has become much gentler. She talks more than before. Grandma thinks she's doing well now. My dear, how are you two doing?"
Rong Qing never hid anything in front of Grandma Rong. She smiled and said coquettishly, "Grandma, of course, picked the best ones for me. Brother Mo and I are pretty good, and I've also prepared a big surprise for you. Come on, let me take you to see it."
Pushing open the door of their house, Grandma Rong saw the baby sleeping in Jiang Zimo's arms at a glance. The little guy softened in her surprise at the first sight. She quickly walked into the house and took the baby from Jiang Zimo's arms.
Little Yanyan came over as if she sensed something. The moment she opened her eyes, it seemed as if thousands of moonlights were shining in them. Grandma Rong felt that if her heart was not very healthy, she would have died of cuteness at this moment.
With a face full of love and doting, she teased and called the baby "sweetheart" at the same time. There was no need for Rong Qing and the others to introduce her. She was already calling him "baby, darling, baby" and "great-grandmother's sweetheart".
It was still a bit corny, but for Rong Qing, who had been called a good girl since she was a child, she was used to it. Jiang Zimo held her hand and she sat next to him.
If grandma hadn't been there, she would have been sitting on his strong thighs.
It seemed, when she thought about it carefully, that ever since they did that, he seldom allowed her to sit somewhere else when he was around. Whenever they were alone, she would stay in his arms.
Rong Qing leaned in close to him and whispered, "Our dearest is quite adaptable!"
Jiang Zimo nodded, and did not forget to praise his son: "Well, who told our little Yanyan to be so cute?"
Rong Qing glanced at him coquettishly. Really, look at your eyes, they are full of doting.
Suddenly, a glimmer flashed in her eyes, and she stretched out her slender fingers and poked his arm: "You love your son so much, then if you had an even cuter daughter, wouldn't you hold her in your arms every day?"
Rong Qing noticed that when he mentioned his daughter, Jiang Zimo's deep eyes lit up, really lit up, and there was a flash of joy.
Suddenly, he put his thin lips close to her ear and said in a low and gentle voice, "Qing'er is the one who knows me best. So, Qing'er, are you considering giving me a daughter? Then it seems I need to work harder."
Rong Qing suddenly realized a problem. As a cultivator's cultivation level improved, the difficulty of conceiving offspring also increased. After becoming a god, the probability was almost one in ten thousand.
It's not that she can't give birth, but this world only gives her five places. If she leaves without the consent of this world, she will be directly wiped out by the world barrier, and her soul will be destroyed.
Only those who have passed the approval of this world and have been blessed with a mark can successfully enter the other world and be accepted. Otherwise, they will also be wiped out by the barrier when entering that world.
Just as this thought came to mind, a message suddenly appeared in my mind: Xiao Yanyan was not included in his quota.
Rong Qing was undoubtedly happy. This way, she no longer had to worry. She blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a smile, "It's not impossible. It depends on someone's performance."
"Qing'er, I will definitely behave well and try to make the seed germinate in your body as soon as possible."
Obviously, their understanding of the performance is different.
Grandma Rong was in the room. Although her whole heart was occupied by the little meat ball, she didn't notice the two people who were emitting pink bubbles here.
Half an hour later
Rong Qing reminded Grandma Rong: "Grandma, are the steamed buns ready? Why don't we go have breakfast?"
Grandma Rong was reluctant to put the already fast asleep little Yanyan in his crib. She tucked in the quilt for him and stood by the crib watching him for a full five minutes.
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