"Xiaobao, this nickname is pretty good!"

"He is still young now and can still be used. He can't use this name when he is a few years older."

Chen Zimo looked at the child who had quieted in his arms, and then looked at Yao Wan and said.

"One leaf of boat is light, two oars are shocked."

"Just take the word Hong, Chen Hong."

Yao Wan did not name the child because she hoped that Chen Zimo, as her father, could name the child.

So when Yao Wan heard the name Chen Zimo named, she muttered softly.

"A boat is light, and two oars are shocked. Chen Hong, Xiaobao will be called Chen Hong from now on. It's such a nice name."

Seeing that Yao Wan liked the name she gave, Chen Zimo felt nervous and relieved.

To be honest, Chen Zimo was really worried that Yao Wan would not like the name she chose, and then gave Chen Hong one by herself.

As a husband and a father, he was undoubtedly in vain.

Yao Wan refused to ask him to name Chen Hong, both in theory and in theory and reason.

I'm afraid even Bai Shi, who was looking at the family of three with a smile on her face, might not be standing on Chen Zimo's side.

Because Chen Zimo was so slutty, he almost lived as someone he hated, and at the same time he almost let his son live as himself, the Chen Zimo who had no father, thirty-seven years ago.

They could have returned home three years ago but never came back, so they made the mother and son wait for three more years.

Fortunately, Chen Zimo had a younger brother who reminded him in time, but Yao Wan did not blame him for this matter, and his son was not yet fully sensible and sensible.

Chen Zimo was worried and afraid outside the city before, but it did not happen, nor did he become the one who abandoned his wife and children.

"You will call Chen Hong from now on."

Chen Zimo put the child in his arms on the ground and solemnly announced to the child.

The child did not reply immediately, but looked at Yao Wan and looked at Bai Shi.

The child's actions hurt Chen Zimo's heart, but he could only bear the blow alone.

The causes planted in the past and the fruits today are even worse, they have to be eaten today.

After seeing that both mother and grandma nodded in agreement, the child said to Chen Zimo.

"I will call me Chen Hong from now on, a bastard father!"

From the conversations just now, Chen Hong already knew that the handsome black and purple haired man in front of him was his biological father, the bastard father mentioned by his grandmother and uncle.

Chen Zimo was originally smiling, but when he heard the word "bastard", he immediately dissipated halfway.

Afterwards, Chen Zihui carried Chen Hong to him and asked in a low voice in his ear.

"Hong'er, who taught you to call me a bastard dad?"

Although Chen Hong is only three years old, he knows that he can't tell the truth at this time.

But someone must take the blame. Without any hesitation, a person Chen Hong was taken to resist the lightning.

"Dad bastard, I can't tell you. This is the secret between me and my uncle, and only we both know."

After saying that, Chen Hong silently apologized to Chen Zigang who was far away in Qingyan Mountain in his heart: I'm sorry, my uncle, for the sake of the overall situation, my nephew can only sacrifice you.

Also, it’s all because you’re going to teach me what sword technique. Now my mother forces me to practice sword every day, which is not fun at all.

At this time, Chen Zigang, who was taking care of his own medicine garden, suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a cool breeze was blowing.

However, there are formations arranged in the yard, so how could there be a cool breeze?

Hearing the word "Xiao uncle", Chen Zimo immediately saw the scene of Chen Zigang being beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face in his mind.

However, that fierce scene disappeared quickly.

On the other hand, when Yao Wan heard Chen Hong's name to Chen Zimo, she faintly showed a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Then he looked like cold frost and gave a gentle tone. Chen Hong said, "Don't add the word "bastard" in the future. Just call him "Dad, please apologize to him."

Chen Hong then walked to Chen Zimo and admitted his mistake with a slightly fearful expression.

"Dad, I know I'm wrong. I will never believe what my uncle said again."

At this moment, Chen Zimo realized that his son was not as simple as it seemed and could not be compared with other three-year-old children.

How could an ordinary third uncle be as thoughtful as Chen Hong, seize the opportunity and cheat his uncle to death?

Chen Zimo has seen this situation in the Sutra Pavilion, and ordinary people call it early wisdom.

People with premature wisdom have a stronger basic soul than others.

If the soul of an ordinary person is one, then the soul of a person with early wisdom is three or four.

Therefore, people with premature wisdom understand things earlier than ordinary children, know right or wrong, and have their own opinions.

In addition, there are also half of the natural mana power than monks of the same level. The power of magic using a certain attribute will be increased. Innate magic power, etc. are different from ordinary monks.

Although there are not many monks in the world of immortal cultivation, there are definitely many.

Obviously, Chen Hong is one of them.

After thinking it through, Chen Zimo showed an ecstatic smile on his face. Chen Hong pulled him to his side and held his right wrist.

Chen Hong looked at his father with a strange look. What's wrong with him? He suddenly laughed wildly and now he is holding my hand again.

Yao Wan and Bai also looked at Chen Zimo strangely.

Chen Zimo is already a foundation-building monk, and he can detect whether a person has spiritual roots without borrowing the spirit test jade.

After two breaths, Chen Zimo let go of Chen Hong's hand and the smile on his face became even more intense.

Chen Hong is a cultivator with three spiritual roots, fire, wood and earth, and has excellent qualifications. With his talent in spirit, he has a great chance of building a foundation in the future.

After Chen Zimo came to his senses, he realized that the three people present were looking at him with strange eyes, and then explained to them.

"I was just testing the spiritual roots for Hong'er."

When the three of them heard that they were spiritual roots, they were full of energy, staring at Chen Zimo with bright eyes, and asked in unison.

"Do you have spiritual roots?"

Seeing that the three of them were so anxious, Chen Zimo was not keeping him in hiding.

"Yes, the spiritual root qualifications are pretty good."

Hearing this news, Chen Hong exclaimed in his tender voice.

"I can cultivate immortality and become a family immortal like my father and uncle."

Yao Wan was also happy that her son could practice immortality, but there was still a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

In two years, her son will leave her, and her husband is a monk who is not in need of family.

In the future, she and her mother-in-law depend on each other again.

Yao Wan's loneliness was hidden very well, but she was still seen by Chen Zimo.

At this moment, Chen Zimo felt that he was too selfish before.

In order to allow someone to take care of her mother, she forced her to live such a life.

Chen Zimo walked to Yao Wan, took her hand, and checked whether she had spiritual roots.

If Yao Wan had spiritual roots, Chen Zimo would let her embark on the path of cultivating immortals and formally marry her as her wife.

However, fate is always cruel, and Yao Wan has no spiritual roots.
Chapter completed!