I used to hear that raising children is like raising pets.
Now Qiuqiu deeply realizes that raising children is indeed the same as raising pets... because now this child is a pet. It looks like a child, but it is actually a pet.
However, seeing Shi'er treating it like a pet, Qiuqiu felt a little awkward.
For example, when Qiuqiu wanted to rest, Huo'er crawled into her paved quilt, but Shi'er grabbed his neck and threw it out of the window!
Qiuqiu screamed and rushed to the window to look.
How can Shi'er throw away the child? This is simply...
simply……
Qiuqiu's mouth is so open that it can stuff eggs.
Huo'er was thrown out from a distance, drew a high and far parabola in the air, and then landed heavily on the river beach.
As far away, Qiuqiu heard a bang, and could even feel the ground being smashed and trembled a few times.
No...it won't be broken into a paste, right?
Huo'er crawled out of the stone pit in a dirt face. His two fat hands smeared them all. Not only did they not wipe away the dust on their faces, but they became dirtier and dimmer.
Apart from being a little dirty and a little embarrassed, it can be seen that this little fat man was not hurt at all. His skin, which looked so delicate and tender, had not even scratched the oily skin at all.
Huo'er, who was thrown out, climbed back unyieldingly. There were stones of all sizes piled up on the river beach. According to common sense, he would definitely be covered in bruises when he climbed all the way.
But Qiuqiu looked left and right and found that he didn't even have a hair short.
OK...it just looks like a child, but in fact...he is a dragon.
Qiuqiu thought that she had to adapt again.
If you adapt to this baby with a soft and cute shell, you are not a real baby. In fact, he is thick in skin and thick in flesh and fat and hard in a very hard way.
But I knew in my heart that I knew, and seeing him holding his sleeves and reluctantly, Qiuqiu still softened his heart: "He just took off his skin and must be very uncomfortable. Let him spend the night in the house today."
Shi'er didn't make a sound, and glanced at Huo'er coldly.
Huo'er flattened his mouth. He let go of his hand pitifully, turned around and crawled out. He turned around three times in one step, but he was so pitiful.
Qiuqiu also looked at Shi'er with a begging gaze.
Huo'er can pretend that he didn't see him, but he can't ignore Qiuqiu's wishes.
When Huoer crawled to the door, Shier finally let go: "Okay, this is only once. I won't be the case."
Huo'er screamed, turned around and crawled back quickly.
His transformation was so rapid that he was slower than a turtle when he crawled out, but as fast as a rabbit when he crawled in!
Not to mention how Shi'er thought about how to deal with this little thing that was arrogant, even Qiuqiu felt that she had been deceived to a certain extent.
But it is hard to regret it after saying it. Qiuqiu must not let Huoer crawl into his bed so dirty.
I have to wash it for him.
Fortunately, Huoer is essentially a dragon. He is not at all resentful of soaking in water and playing with things like playing, and even stays in the bathtub and refuses to come up.
When Qiuqiu carried him up and wiped him dry, he put on a small jacket and pants, and became a clean and cute baby again.
But when I lay down, Qiuqiu realized...well, it was a bit weird.
Shi'er lay on the left, she lay on the right, Huo'er climbed into the middle without permission, and lay there in a big way, separating the two of them.
this……
Through the fire, Qiuqiu's eyes met Shi'er in the air.
There is a feeling of a third party among the two.
Huo'er was arching in the window. He stretched out his head, looked at Shi'er, and then Qiuqiu, and lay down between the two again with satisfaction.
Suddenly I felt like a family of three.
Qiuqiu looked at Huo'er who fell asleep instantly after closing his eyes, with a small nose, small mouth and round face. No matter how he looked, he was a cute baby, and he no longer looked like he used to be.
"Will he keep doing this in the future?"
"Of course not." Shi'er said: "His cultivation is not stable now, and he cannot change freely between the human body and the dragon body. It will be better after a while."
Qiuqiu looked at him sideways.
“So cute…”
She couldn't help but wonder, if she and Shi'er had children, what kind of child would they be?
Is it a man or a woman? It should be very cute, right?
But……
Qiuqiu glanced at Shi'er.
It is difficult for those who practice Taoism to leave behind descendants.
Things in the world are fair. If you get some, you always have to pay for others in exchange. Among the fellow practitioners, there are many dual cultivation partners, and there are even men and women. However, the most common one is men and women.
Most of these people are two people who have been with each other for life and have no children.
Some of them don’t want them, but the reality is that even if you want them, you may not be able to do so.
Take the original Master of Ziyu Pavilion and the Master of Oriental Island for example. They can hold a ceremony and have a sincere relationship with each other, but they cannot have children. Aunt Yan once said that she has practiced the merits of Ziyu Pavilion.
Dharma, if you want to have children, you must disperse your merits.
For those who practice Taoism, what is the concept of scattered merit? It is like knocking down the mortal world from the clouds, and all the efforts of the past are put into scattered water. From then on, just like ordinary people, they have to experience birth, old age, sickness and death, and their lives are only short.
Decades.
This is a terrible ending for those who practice Taoism.
More importantly, if you pay such a price, you may not be able to have children.
Qiuqiu closed her eyes nervously before Shi'er paid attention to her.
She had never thought about anything before.
When Aunt Yan told her these things, Qiuqiu had never thought about the importance of this matter.
At that time, it was enough for her to save her life without placing her family. As for whether she would meet someone she liked in the future and whether she could have children with him, it was not her at all.
Within the scope of consideration.
She originally thought that in this era, she would not meet someone who truly loves each other, let alone whether the child is a child or not.
But she didn't expect that in just a few months, her life had undergone earth-shaking changes.
She met Shi'er.
She knew how good Shi'er was to her.
She wants to be nice to him, too.
But what can she do for him?
Qiuqiu thought that she had nothing but herself, and could not even find her memories of the past.
Moreover, looking at Huo'er, she couldn't help thinking, if she and Shi'er had a child...
She tried her best to let herself go of this idea and stop thinking about it.
But things went against my wishes.
The more you want to try your best to leave it aside and forget something, your thoughts will keep circling around it.
She was so dazed and restless, and couldn't sleep well.
Shi'er reached out and gently held her hand.
Qiuqiu was startled and almost screamed.
She opened her eyes, Shihe's eyes were gentle and deep. Qiuqiu always felt that his eyes were like a deep pool - no, like the night sky. When she saw it at first, she felt amazing, but the more she looked, the more she felt intoxicated.
The flag swayed, and the whole person would fall into it.
"I haven't fallen asleep yet?"
"Um."
Shi'er held her hand and asked in a low voice: "Are you thinking about it again?"
Qiuqiu was a little guilty: "No."
She couldn't even deceive this, let alone hide it from Shi'er.
"Do you want kids?"
Qiuqiu looked at him in surprise.
Shi'er knew she guessed it right.
He knew Qiuqiu so well, and sometimes... maybe he knew herself even more than Qiuqiu.
"Although I'm saying it's not random thoughts?"
Qiuqiu was silent for a while before asking in a low voice: "Don't you want it?"
"I just want you."
This sentence is very simple.
The sisters in Ziyu Pavilion always say that men's words are the most unreliable, especially those who say in bed, can't believe a single word.
But Qiuqiu knew that Shi'er was not like this.
He rarely says anything, but every word is sincere and will not be faked.
Qiuqiu's eyes instantly felt sour and hot. She looked slightly disguised, not wanting Shi'er to see her embarrassed look.
Shi'er's fingertips gently stroked her palm.
It's itchy, like a little bug crawling.
No matter how depressed Qiuqiu was, he made him laugh out loud: "Don't move, itchy."
"Then stop thinking about it."
Qiuqiu nodded.
But some things can be solved by saying that you don’t want to.
Although Qiuqiu closed her eyes and stopped mentioning it, this matter was still heavy on her chest like a heart disease.
Yes, for cultivators, descendants are not necessary, and 90% of people have no descendants. Relationships like Elder Zheng and Zheng Xiuru are also very rare in Jiufeng.
However, Qiuqiu is still hard to let go.
Does Shi'er know?
He is so profound that he should know.
No women in Ziyu Pavilion can have children.
Not doing something or not doing it is not able to do it at all.
Maybe one day Shi'er's thoughts will change, and he also wants to leave his own blood in this world.
At that time, this question will lie between them and can no longer be avoided.
Qiuqiu suddenly understood the Master's mood at this time.
Aunt Yan and Jin Zhenren are obviously in love, but Aunt Yan is always separated from Jin Zhenren, and their relationship is not made public.
In the past, Qiuqiu was in a position of dissatisfaction for his master, thinking that Jin Zhenren should give his master an explanation. It is not important to have a status or a status, but this kind of suffering of missing each other and unable to meet each other cannot last forever.
Later she found out that the problem was not Jin Zhenren, but Aunt Yan refused.
Does Master think the same way?
I always feel that...this is unfair to the other party.
This is not an unscrupulous worry, nor is it a self-inflicted trouble that arises from nothing.
She knew Shi'er's love for her and her kindness.
She also...loves him.
I don't know when or when.
By the time she found out, her heart was no longer obeying her orders.
Maybe I was moved since the first meeting... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)