Rong Jian: "...Thank you."
He looked at the small stalk oozing juice from his palm. The leaf seemed to be real.
Others also gave gifts to Rong Jian.
Rong Jian couldn't just take out the game cabin and give it to them right now, so he grabbed a handful of newly exchanged US dollars from his wallet and distributed them to them.
The child couldn't stay in the house, so he grabbed Chu Liyuan's hand and said he wanted to go out and play.
Shi Xirou and Rong Jian took them out together.
When she met someone she knew, Shi Xirou took the initiative to introduce them: "This is my relative, my eldest brother Chu Liyuan and his children."
Gao Yan was shocked: "All five of them are biological children?"
Chu Liyuan nodded calmly: "Yes, my children all have my last name."
Whatever he picked up was his.
The eldest brother Jianmu raised him for 1435 years, the second brother Jiuhuan raised him for 629 years, the third brother Xuanzhou raised him for 543 years, the fourth brother Longze raised him for 402 years, and the fifth brother Bitong raised him for 267 years.
He fed them with handfuls of top-grade spiritual herbs and bottles of life-giving spring water. It was not easy to raise them to such an age.
Gao Yan was even more shocked. "You look very young. You don't look like a father of five children at all. Isn't the mother of the children here?"
Child’s mother?
This question was a bit sad, and Chu Liyuan shook his head silently.
He has been single for 1584 years and still has no time to deal with his major life issues. He is very worried.
If the kids are having fun here, why not let Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi help take care of them while he goes to another world to see if there is a good match?
Long Ze shook his head. "I don't have a mother. I only saw her body when I was born."
Jiu Huan: "When I was very young, my mother was killed by bad guys."
Xuanzhou: "I have never seen my mother in person." He only has inherited memories.
Bitong sniffed and rubbed her itchy head, "Bitong, Bitong doesn't have a mother either." Oh, new leaves are about to grow!
Jianmu was silent. He was born and raised on the land, and the land was his mother.
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