Grandma Zhang looked at the two little ones who were eavesdropping with their ears perked up and laughed, "What are you afraid of? If they want to listen, let them listen. They won't understand anyway."
At this moment, Xiao Tao immediately put down the chopsticks in his mouth and raised his hand, "Grandma, what are you talking about with my sister?"
Zhang Meng's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head and pretended to drink soup.
Grandma Zhang smiled again and casually explained to the two curious little ones, "Soon, you will become uncles."
"Uncle!" Xiao Tao and Xiao Hu's eyes lit up at the same time, and then they walked towards Zhang Meng in unison.
The two of them stood around Zhang Meng, looking left and right for a while.
"Sister, grandma said I'm going to be an uncle. Where is my little nephew?" Little Zhang Tao asked Zhang Meng, blinking his innocent eyes.
"Sister Xiaomeng, I'm taking my nephew to the river to catch fish. Please let him come out and play with us quickly." Xiaohu excitedly pulled Zhang Meng's hand.
Zhang Meng didn't know how to answer these two innocent little guys for a moment.
In the end, he had no choice but to look at Gu Mingtai who was calmly drinking his soup to explain.
"Gu Mingtai, you are well educated, you answer them both." Gu Mingtai almost choked on his soup while drinking it.
When he looked up, he met two curious eyes looking at him.
He quickly sat up straight, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Well, your little nephew is still in your sister's belly. Maybe he's not here yet. Anyway, your little nephew won't be able to play with you guys so soon."
The two excited little guys immediately turned into frost-bitten eggplants and sat back in their seats after listening to his explanation.
Grandma Zhang kept staring at Zhang Meng's belly with a smile, as if her granddaughter was already carrying a great-grandson in her belly.
Monk Jingchen, who had been sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, looked at the smiling faces of the family with a somewhat strange expression.
"Well, disciple, you and Xiao Meng have been married for several months, right?" Monk Jingchen suddenly spoke.
Gu Mingtai, who was putting red dates into Zhang Meng's bowl, looked at the master. He didn't understand why the master asked this, but he answered honestly, "Almost half a year." After answering, the couple looked at each other, their eyes full of deep love for each other.
Monk Jingchen hesitated for a moment before speaking again, "It's been a while since we got married."
Zhang Meng took a sip of the soup, and suddenly frowned slightly. She looked at Monk Jingchen in confusion. This old man seemed a little weird today, as if he had something to say but couldn't.
Zhang Meng gently touched the man next to her and pointed to Monk Jingchen.
Gu Mingtai nodded slightly and mouthed to her, "After we finish eating, we will go find the master alone."
Zhang Meng nodded immediately and began to eat the bowl of deer penis soup in front of her seriously and attentively.
After breakfast, the couple held hands and found Monk Jingchen who was planting vegetables in the backyard.
Before the two men reached him, the monk Jingchen, who was carrying them, suddenly spoke up, as if he had guessed they would come. "Come on, come and work with us."
The young couple looked at each other, smiled at the same time, and walked hand in hand into the vegetable garden to work together.
Halfway through, Gu Mingtai was given the important task of asking questions by the young wife beside him and finally spoke, "Master, just now at the dinner table, I saw you opening your mouth several times as if you wanted to say something. Do you have something to say to us?"
Zhang Meng also spoke up at this time, "Yes, Master Jingchen, do you have something to say? You don't have to worry about us. Just say whatever you want to say. We can accept it."
When she came, she thought about it over and over again, and felt that if Monk Jingchen was so worried, then what he was going to say must be unacceptable.
When Monk Jingchen, who was pulling weeds, heard the couple's question, he slowly stopped and stared at the couple for a while with an unfathomable expression.
The young couple felt a chill run down their spines as he stared at them in silence. They felt as if something bad was about to happen to them.
After staring for a while, Monk Jingchen finally spoke, "If I'm not mistaken, the cute girl's blood should be the blood of the descendants of Nuwa that you asked me about before."
The couple immediately showed awkward expressions on their faces, and both looked a little embarrassed.
"Master, you are still as smart as before. Nothing can be hidden from you." Gu Mingtai praised with a smile.
Monk Jingchen snorted softly, glared at his disciple with dissatisfaction, and suddenly boasted proudly, "Of course, your master may be old, but his brain is not stupid."
Seeing that he was not angry about this matter, the young couple secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Monk Jingchen suddenly regained his serious expression and continued to stare at the young couple, "You must be mentally prepared to accept what I am about to say."
The couple, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, were immediately worried again by his words.
Zhang Meng nervously held Gu Mingtai's hand, her palms began to sweat. Gu Mingtai gently held her hand, as if to comfort her.
"Master, go ahead and tell me. Xiao Meng and I are ready."
Monk Jingchen glanced at the two of them, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, "Master once read in an ancient book that those with the blood of Nuwa's descendants have difficulty conceiving."
Zhang Meng's head suddenly buzzed, and his mind was full of what he had just said.
"Master Jingchen, you mean to say that there's a high possibility that I won't be able to conceive, right?"
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