"Zhou, Zhou Huayan..." A small voice rang in his ears. Zhou Sanbao, who was chewing on his clay pot rice with more meat and less rice, looked up with difficulty and saw a girl about eleven or twelve years old, who looked weak and frail, with a very green tea and white lotus temperament, standing by his table. She pinched her clothes and said with a blushing face, "I, I can do it too."
Zhou Sanbao was stunned looking at the little girl in pink standing by the table. The two kids just now were from the clan leader and the great elder. They were so cute that it was difficult for him to refuse them, so he thought of trying to take them in as his disciples.
What was going on? He hadn't thought of sending himself to the grave of love. Moreover, although he had only been here for a month, he had seen this girl forming cliques and especially inciting little boys to bully little girls.
He didn't want to be a fish in someone else's pond. He just wanted to raise his own fish.
"No." Before Zhou Sanbao could speak, the Iron Lady of the Zhou family spoke up, with a look of disdain on her face, "Zhao Lianlian, you're too old. My brother likes younger girls."
The little girl Zhao Lianlian was stunned, and she couldn't believe that someone looked down on her age. She was only eleven years old. She looked at Zhou Sanbao in disbelief.
Zhou Sanbao nodded hurriedly, then feigned composure and said cynically, "Yes, I do like younger ones. I want to raise my own wife from a young age. Only by raising her myself can I feel a sense of accomplishment and prevent her from growing up astray. When we grow up, we can sign a love contract. That would be perfect. What's this called, Lao Liu? Tell her."
"Hey, that's called childhood sweethearts!" Zhou Liubao gestured with his fingers, then added, "It's absolutely not okay for you, Zhao Lianlian, to be with this person today and that person tomorrow!"
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Zhou Sanbao thought of something and ignored the way Zhao Lianlian instantly looked at him with tears in her eyes. He stood up and said with a swagger, "I like cute and beautiful little kids, regardless of gender, preferably no older than seven. Uh, too young is not a good idea either. It's too troublesome to raise a baby who can't talk and is still breastfeeding! Oh, and forget about the elders who might cause trouble. I don't like trouble. And all I can provide for my young wife right now is breakfast and fruit. If you think you're qualified and don't mind a small salary, you're welcome to apply for my position."
"Brother, how many are you going to find?" Zhou Wubao asked with a curious look on his face.
Zhou Sibao was confused: Why did he feel that this female soldier in their family also wanted to have a harem?
Zhou Liubao: Can we play like this? It seems like it would be fun!
Zhou Sanbao frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "We can't raise too many. Let's just raise seven for now."
"King Kong Calabash Brothers?"
"I still have the Dragon Balls." Zhou Sanbao said unhappily, "I'm just raising fish, you don't understand."
Raising fish? Zhou Wubao looked at Zhao Lianlian, who was still standing by their table, and remembered what Sanbao and Liubao had said before: "Just like her, cast a wide net?"
Zhou Sanbao continued to eat with big mouthfuls of food, not forgetting to complain loudly: "She raised her fish in the wild, while I raised mine in a farm. She doesn't give anything, she only cares about the fish's loyalty. I'm a farm-raised fish, and I have the final say."
"Then I want to raise one too."
"You can try, but with your personality, you probably won't be able to raise many fish. Men all like white lotus and green tea. If you are not careful, you might raise some fish, but in the end you will find out that they are from someone else's pond." Zhou Sanbao said earnestly.
Zhou Wubao frowned: "Then you don't worry."
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Zhou Sanbao grinned and said, "Tutengteng, come here and let your brother hug you."
Sitting in the front row, Zhou Sanbao's new chubby son, who had just taken his seat, turned his head and immediately ran over with a smile on his face. He pushed aside Zhao Lianlian and threw himself into Zhou Sanbao's arms. He called out with starry eyes, "Husband."
Zhou Sanbao bent down and kissed him on the forehead, then rewarded him with a piece of sausage.
Tu Tengteng chewed the sausage, his eyes shining like stars.
Zhou Sanbao was afraid that he would feel too salty, so he fed him another mouthful of silver canary mushroom soup.
Tu Tengteng pouted and took a sip.
"Burp, I'm full...!" Before Tu Tengteng could finish his words, the spiritual energy in his body suddenly surged.
"Wow! A breakthrough!" Many young boys who had been paying attention to this side suddenly jumped up.
Tu Tengteng was still a little confused, with a look of "Did I do something wrong" on her face, picking at her little hands.
In the classroom, everyone was already discussing: "Didn't they hear that Totem has dual spiritual roots of water and fire, and it would be difficult to break through to the first level of Qi Refining before the age of twelve?"
"Yes, it's spread throughout the sect. It's said that the grandson that the Grand Elder finally got is a water and fire spiritual root. The Grand Elder is planning to focus on training his illegitimate grandson."
Zhou Sanbao hadn't expected that children from the Savage Continent would have such strange constitutions, achieving a breakthrough with just one sip of soup. However, seeing his younger brother about to cry, he quickly soothed him, "Don't cry, don't cry. They all envy you."
"envious?"
"Well, our Tutengteng is pretty awesome. Okay, class's about to start, go sit up front!"
The little fat boy looked at Zhou Sanbao and kissed him on the mouth before leaving.
Zhou Sanbao: Oh my god, this is my first kiss!
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As the four Zhou family members quickly finished their breakfast, the nursery teacher finally arrived. He was a male teacher, approximately thirty years old, and a gentle inner disciple.
Those who can come to teach the children of the sect’s elders and managers are definitely carefully selected after passing five levels and defeating six generals.
As soon as Han Qing entered the "classroom", he smelled the aroma of low-level spiritual rice and monster meat. Although the grade was not high, the level of processing had definitely reached the level of first-level spiritual food.
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