Chapter 12 The Child I Raised
Jiang Xianwan slammed his fist on the dining table in anger, causing all the dishes on the table to shake.
Feng Huixue shrank back, trembling as she hugged Jiang Xingxing.
He only felt guilty for a moment before he became righteous and loudly retorted!
"So what!"
"I raised this kid, it's not too much for him to call me godfather, is it?"
"I'm the first person Xingxing sees! Besides, 'godfather' is such a mouthful, what's wrong with calling him 'father'?"
"Aren't they all fathers?"
"Also, put away your fierce face and don't argue in front of the child, as it will have a huge psychological impact on him!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..." Very good, you've made perfect sense.
She glanced at Feng Huixue with annoyance.
She had just given birth, and her eyes were still closed when that sly fox, clutching a small blanket, sneakily approached her.
He pried open her eyelids and asked if the child could take his surname.
His surname is Feng.
Jiang Xianwan picked up her shoe and threw it at his face.
"no!"
"Okay?"
"no!"
"Okay?"
"no!"
"Okay?"
"roll!"
In the end, Jiang Xingxing's name was decided so hastily.
Feng Huixue originally wanted to give him a nickname, Gun Gun, but Jiang Xianwan hit her with the sole of her shoe.
All right.
She admitted that Jiang Xingxing was the one who brought the most people with him.
But ever since Jiang Xingxing learned to walk, that dead fox has been leisurely lying there.
He directed a tiny child, barely taller than a table leg, to serve him tea and water, peel grapes, feed him, and wipe his mouth...
It's making the most of everything.
Look, Jiang Xingxing has now developed a habit of consciously picking up the small bowl and feeding Feng Huixue a steamed egg!
Before feeding her, she even opened her little mouth wide, like she was coaxing a child—
"ah……"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
The scene was so beautiful that I couldn't bear to look at it.
She tried countless times to fight Feng Huixue for custody.
However, her eldest son loves furry things the most, especially curling up in a ball and sleeping with Feng Huixue's tail under his arm.
For this reason, Jiang Xianwan even bought more than a dozen kinds of tails.
It's completely useless!
These tail hairs were neither as smooth as the dead fox's tail, nor as fluffy.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xianwan sighed wearily.
Watching her son feed Feng Huixue steamed eggs and tenderly wipe his mouth with a small handkerchief, she felt a pang of sadness.
He rolled his eyes speechlessly, then took another fierce bite of the steamed bun.
For the sake of Feng Huixue having some conscience, she reluctantly pretended to be blind.
Jiang Xingxing fed Feng Huixue, then obediently finished a bowl of steamed spirit eggs, rubbing her eyes sleepily.
Feng Huixue released all nine of his tails, spread them on the ground, and then picked him up and placed him on top of them.
Jiang Xingxing was very well-behaved and never caused trouble since she was a child.
After eating its fill, it lay on its fluffy tail and called out to Jiang Xianwan in a clear, crisp voice, "Darling, coolie!"
After calling out a few times, her eyelashes slowly drooped down.
Feng Huixue gently pulled out one of her tails and placed it on his belly.
Then he picked up the steamed bun and chopsticks and ate it in a flash.
He has a child to raise, and he also has to set up a stall to support his family.
Those little girls chattered around him all day long, making him so hungry.
Waaaaah...
The future emperor of the demon realm has actually been reduced to running a stall with his child!
Jiang Xianwan glanced at the adorable little bundle nestled in the tail, then at the boy devouring a steamed bun. A complex look flashed in her eyes, and her expression softened.
Thank you.
Fate is sometimes a mystery.
If it weren't for Feng Huixue, she really wouldn't know how difficult it would be for her to raise her child alone.
When Jiang Xingxing fell ill, Feng Huixue ran around frantically, jumping up and down in worry, and didn't sleep a wink all night.
Jiang Xianwan had seen the fox wiping away tears, looking at the feverish and sleeping Jiang Xingxing with self-reproach and heartache.
She was even more anxious and upset than her mother.
He doesn't say anything usually, but because he's afraid she'll get tired, he fiercely takes over Jiang Xingxing's duties and does all the housework.
Without him, she really wouldn't have been able to focus on her cultivation without any distractions.
Feng Huixue, who was holding a piece of braised pork, was so startled that she choked and gulped down two mouthfuls of water.
He glared warily at Jiang Xianwan.
"What are you doing? I'm warning you, you should thank me, I'm also Jiang Xingxing's father! Don't even think about taking him away from me!"
"I'm determined to have this son!"
"You cold-hearted woman, don't even think about separating us!"
Don't even think about getting rid of him!
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Dead fox.
Here you go!
Turning his anger into strength, he took another steamed bun.
She does missions and endures beatings while training during the day, and then works late into the night, leaving her exhausted.
As they ate, they started fighting over the food, quickly devouring everything in a flash.
Feng Huixue picked her teeth, crossed one long leg, and leisurely drank the milk she had bought for Jiang Xingxing.
Jiang Xianwan looked on with envy and couldn't resist picking up a cup.
And you know what? There's a reason why it's expensive.
No wonder that dead fox always tries to steal from Jiang Xingxing.
"I will be participating in the North and South Border Competition in two months. I will be quite busy during this period and will be back later."
She didn't seem to care much about the comparison between the two mirrors.
Most importantly, the team that comes in first place will receive 100,000 top-grade spirit stones for each disciple.
That's enough for them to live on for a year!
The fox also likes to dress up in a flamboyant way, always looking like a hostess.
"What does the competition between the two realms have to do with your broken mountain stronghold?"
Isn't this a matter concerning the six major sects of the North and South?
Feng Huixue's sense of crisis immediately rose, and she sat up abruptly.
"You don't even bother to think before you lie, Jiang Xianwan. You're not busy planning how to run away and abandon us, are you?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
If I'm going to throw something, I'll only throw it at you!
Don't you have any sense of responsibility?
After saying this, Feng Huixue waved her hand happily to herself.
"You go, and I'll take Xingxing back to the Demon Realm to visit relatives."
With her son in her arms, Jiang Xianwan couldn't abandon him even if she wanted to.
"...Don't make me slap you."
Jiang Xianwan couldn't hold back any longer and slapped him on the head.
She's always thinking about how to kidnap her son. If it weren't for the spiritual bond between them, who knows, he might have run away if she hadn't kept an eye on him for a second.
Feng Huixue coughed lightly and then sprawled out on her back.
"Are you allowed in?"
"Hua Buxiu said he could."
Jiang Xianwan had no idea where her master, the devilish one, got his confidence from.
However, given Hua Buxiu's high regard for spirit stones, he might come up with some underhanded tricks and risk everything to stuff them in.
How busy can you be?
"Practice for an extra two hours every day."
He was beaten for two more hours by his scheming master.
Feng Huixue counted on her fingers for a moment, then immediately shook her head.
"No, I don't agree! By the time you get back, Xingxing will be asleep."
"No matter how busy you are, Xingxing will be unhappy if she doesn't see you for a day. You have to come back before Xingxing goes to sleep every day!"
Jiang Xianwan already spent little time with him and Jiang Xingxing, and he would come back after dark every day, so he didn't even think about home.
No, no!
Absolutely not!
The three of them can't stand not seeing each other for even a day!
Jiang Xianwan felt helpless.
Feng Huixue said she would run away, but in reality, she was always afraid that Jiang Xingxing would hide some money and run away with her.
"I heard that the winning team will receive at least 100,000 top-grade spirit stones per disciple. Just you wait and see."
"At least 100,000!"
Feng Huixue exclaimed, then quickly glanced at the little bundle sucking on the tail and lowered her voice.
"You're busy! I'm at home taking care of our son."
"That's enough for me to set up a stall for a year!"
"I can buy so many clothes. My hairpins are all out of style. I only bought five this month."
"Ever since I followed you, I've been living a miserable life."
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