The heavens begin to realize the Tao and become gods from the divine carving

Chapter 85
Obtaining "innate skills" must wait until Yin Zhiping's matter is over.

Another month passed without knowing it.

Today it was time to go down the mountain again, and on the way down the mountain, I ran into Yang Guo again, he was already very familiar with Jiang Chen's activity patterns.

"Brother Jiang, you are a bit late going down the mountain today."

"Some things are delayed today, you kid is used to eating."

"I can't help it. Who told my sister-in-law to cook delicious food?"

"Then why did you go down the mountain alone without bringing Miss Long with you?"

"My aunt said I'm sorry to go often."

"You're still thick-skinned."

Yang Guo patted his head in embarrassment.

The two went down the mountain together, and when they got home, Mo Chou and Xiaoya seemed to be looking forward to something, because they knew that he would be back today, so they were looking forward to it.

This is a kind of waiting for someone you love to come home. I don’t know if you have this feeling.

Every time she goes home, Xiaoya starts to get busy, preparing a table of good dishes.

"Xiaoya, we don't cook today, our whole family goes to the restaurant for dinner."

"Ah."

It's been a long time since I went out to eat out, and today everyone went out to spend some extravagance.

The two maids stayed at home to cook for themselves while the others went.

There is still some time before noon, Jiang Chen took Mo Chou and Xiaoya's hands and sat down.

Yang Guo didn't come for half a month, Mo Chou asked how the younger sister was doing.

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnv have been in Zhongnan Mountain for more than half a year. To be honest, Yang Guo would have been bored to death. If Xiaolongnv hadn't been making excuses to procrastinate, they would have left the mountain long ago.

Just when everyone was talking and laughing, Mo Chou suddenly felt uncomfortable, hurriedly ran outside and vomited, Jiang Chen walked over with concern.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

Mochou slowly raised her head and looked at him happily.

"Sir, you are going to be a father."

"I'm going to be a father... what, what did you say! You mean you have it."

Mo Chou nodded shyly, Jiang Chen hugged her excitedly.

"It's great, I'm going to be a father."

Seeing Jiang Chen happy like a child, Mo Chou was also very happy.

Jiang Chen's mood at the moment is a bit complicated, the feeling of being a father for the first time, this kind of mood can only be understood by those who have experienced it.

To be honest, Jiang Chen didn't want to be a father so early, after all, he is only less than 19 years old now, at this age he was only a high school student or college student in his previous life.

Of course, it is not surprising that teenagers were fathers in ancient times.

When martial arts is mastered, you can control your essence at will, which is much safer than wearing a condom.

Mo Chou is not young anymore, and now she is considered an advanced mother when she is pregnant, but she is a martial artist, and her physique is much better than that of ordinary women, so it should be no problem.

One must know that Huang Rong was about the same age as Mo Chou, and she gave birth to Guo Xiang only later.

Jiang Chen supported Mo Chou to sit down.

"Congratulations to Uncle Shi on the birth of your precious son."

"You are the sweetest brat, no wonder you can deceive junior sister into favor."

"When it comes to deceiving me, I can't compare to Brother Jiang. Even a stunning beauty like my uncle can be deceived."

"How do you call cheating? It's called being in love with each other. Do you understand?"

"My aunt and I are in love with each other, you..."

Mochou's pregnancy and the whole family are very happy, and everyone's topic naturally comes to the child.

"Brother Yang, when will you have a baby with Miss Long? If it's a boy and a girl, let them make a baby kiss. If both are boys, let them sworn brothers."

Yang Guo looked embarrassed, he hasn't thought about it yet.

Seeing that Yang Guo didn't speak, Jiang Chen stopped teasing him.

Today is a good day.

The whole family came to the best restaurant in town.

"Several guest officials, what do you want to eat?"

"Bring up all the signature dishes in your store, and if you don't need money, have another jar of wine."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Originally, the maids were supposed to cook and eat at home, but Mochou was pregnant, which was a good thing, so of course they had to be called.

Five women and two men sitting together are still very conspicuous.

They chatted while waiting for the food to be served.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with gorgeous clothes and a big belly came in, holding a bird cage in his hand, and inside the cage was a thrush.

This thrush bird is about 23 cm long.Most of the body is brown.There are dark brown vertical stripes from the top of the head to the upper back, and the eye circles are white and extend back into narrow eyebrow lines, which are extremely eye-catching.The lower body is brownish yellow, with black vertical stripes from the throat to the upper chest, and the middle part of the abdomen is gray.The iris is orange-yellow or yellow, the upper mouth is orange-yellow, the lower mouth is olive-yellow, and the tarsus and toes are yellowish-brown or light-colored.

The guy sat down at an empty table and put the birdcage on it.

The waiter in the store went to greet him immediately.

This guy babbled and reported a lot of dishes, obviously he knows how to eat.

He ordered so many dishes, he should be planning to treat his friends to dinner.

After a while, their dishes finally came, and everyone picked up chopsticks to eat.

The guy's food not far away also came up, but he was the only one to eat so many dishes, so there must be too much food to waste.

However, it is their freedom to pay for what they want, and they have no right to interfere.

The taste of the dishes in this restaurant is still very good, the roast duck is crispy and delicious.

It is best not to drink when Mo Chou is pregnant, and no one else knows how to drink, only Jiang Chen and Yang Guo drank by themselves.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, a table of dishes is almost eaten.

The guy not far away paid the money and was about to leave with the cage. At this moment, a few beggars walked in. Seeing that there were so many delicious food left on the table, they rushed to grab some food.

"What are you doing, where is the little beggar from?"

"Grandpa, please do me a favor. We haven't eaten for a day. Anyway, you don't eat anymore, so give us some food."

"For you to eat! Dreaming, even if I dump it, I won't give it to you stinky beggars."

As he spoke, he even poured a plate of vegetables on the ground, and even used his shoes to remove the vegetables on the vegetable patch.

"If you want to eat the vegetables on the ground, come and lick them."

Three little beggars, you look at me, and I look at you, but you didn't go up.

Jiang Chen was filled with righteous indignation when he saw this, spoiling food is already very annoying, but now he still insults people in this way, it is simply too bad.

Yang Guo couldn't help but wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Let me do it!" Jiang Chen held Yang Guo down, he wanted to personally punish this guy.

The fingers popped out, the cold light flashed, and the fat guy's fat hand was pierced by the embroidery needle.

"Ah...it hurts to death."

Jiang Chen actually doesn't like to use embroidery needles as concealed weapons. Although he has comprehended the technique of using embroidery needles to move energy, the way they use them is a bit silly.

This embroidery needle was originally used by women to sew clothes, and only women use it.

Although she is a little girly, the embroidery needles are moving back and forth under the guidance of the red thread, and the movements are chic and yin, which makes people shudder.

Jiang Chen slowly walked in front of the dead fat pig.

"It was you who hurt me with a hidden weapon. We have no grievances. Why did you do this?"

"Why, because you are annoying, with a face of getting rich, I don't care about you wasting food, after all, it's your money, but you shouldn't trample on food, do you know how many people can't eat, and you let They come to lick it, which is an insult to their personality."

(End of this chapter)