monk family

In the meeting room of Changling Peak.

Fu Zhihong glanced at Lingzhi in the four corners of the room, and his pupils shrank. The big-leaf scorpion tree, which was only three feet tall, had grown to break through the roof at this time, and the newly grown branches were clinging to the four corners of the room, as if in a deep forest. Usually, vigorous vitality fills the whole room.

The baby who was screaming in Fu Siyuan's arms stopped abruptly after entering the living room.

After the three sat down.

Fu Zhihong knocked on the table and went straight to the point:
"This place is the exclusive forbidden area of ​​Eleven, and it is not suitable for us to stay here for a long time, Siyuan, I stayed here to discuss something with you, your newborn child is a baby girl, and you will be the one to grow up After all, it is not suitable for a man to raise him, and you have no experience in raising children, so I discussed it with your Uncle Twelve and decided to give your child to Eleven to raise, what do you think?"

Give eleven upbringing?

Eleven is still a big girl, not yet married, isn't it more suitable to raise this child than others!
Fu Siyuan was dumbfounded.

His child was blessed by the gods, so how could such a baby be easily handed over to others.

At this moment.

Fu Siyuan's thinking is particularly clear:

"Patriarch, doesn't this child have a grandmother? My mother brought me up single-handedly. She must have experience raising children. I will write to her right away. My mother will definitely come back from the front line when she learns about this. Eleven There are many things to do, and the child is very troublesome, so I won't bother her."

Fu Zhihong and Uncle Twelve looked at each other.

Fu Zhihong tapped the table with his fingers regularly, looked at Fu Siyuan with good eyes, only stared at Fu Siyuan, he stood up with difficulty, swallowed his saliva, and planned to run away:
"Patriarch, if you have no other orders, I will leave first!"

"Wait, what are you in a hurry for!"

Fu Zhihong stopped tapping on the table.

Since Fu Siyuan toasted and refused to eat fine wine, there was no need for him to show him any face, and he said straight to the point: "Siyuan, your child is blessed by the gods. With such luck, you think you and your mother can Can you hold her down? With this child by your side, can he grow up smoothly?"

Luck is overwhelming.

Fu Siyuan trembled.

Seeing that the other party listened, Fu Zhihong continued: "Although the celestial phenomena at the time of this child's birth were covered by formations, it is inevitable that there are chess pieces placed by other families in Qilin County. Once this news gets out, you and your mother will be able to protect it." Is it safe to live with her?"

Fu Siyuan turned pale.

Slumped into a chair.

Fu Zhihong's lobbying sounded again in my ears:

"Besides, your child is raised on Changling Peak. For her, there are only advantages and no disadvantages. The spiritual energy on Changling Peak is so abundant. Her body has been forged by spiritual energy since she was a child, and her foundation is stronger than ours. It is much deeper, and it will be more helpful to her future path of cultivation."

Changling Peak is now a large fifth-order middle-grade spirit vein.

This is only available to Nascent Soul monks from other aristocratic families. If you really care about your children, you should agree to such a favorable environment.

Fu Siyuan was persuaded.

Seeing this, Fu Zhihong softened his tone: "Siyuan, you don't have to think too much. The child stays in Changling Peak. You just need to visit him often. It's not that I want you to cut off the relationship between father and daughter. If you have the heart, why don't you give up?" It's better to practice more, and when the level is raised, you can prepare more excellent training resources for your children, don't you think?"