Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

"Uncle, my name is Yan, you can call me Yan'er." Yan'er blinked her cute big eyes.

uncle?

Dong Qing stroked his chin, pondering whether he was that old, but given the significant age gap between them, it didn't seem right for her to call him "brother."

"Sweetie, Uncle is busy right now. We'll talk about it later. Can you let go of Uncle for now?" Dong Qing reached out and rubbed Yan'er's little head.

"Okay, Uncle."

Yan'er obediently let go of her arm, then took small steps and ran to her mother's side, without disturbing Dong Qing, Dong Baobao, and Dong Dong'er's father-daughter reminiscing.

To outsiders, she was just a well-behaved and obedient little girl, but only she knew that she was trying her best to get closer to Dongqing's family.

For no other reason than the barely perceptible weariness in her mother's eyes, she could tell at a glance that her mother had not slept all night again.

My mother is very tired, really very tired.

Although she herself couldn't sleep well, at least she could still sleep. But she couldn't sleep because a man in black wielding a sword was trying to kill her and her mother silently in the night.

if you can.

She wanted to get close to Dong Qing, even though she hadn't gotten any information about him from Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er, she was certain he was a good father.

Why is it that Yan'er, without receiving any news, is certain that Dongqing is a good father?

Because she believed that a bad family could never produce Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er.

Every time Dongbaobao and Dongdonger talk about their father, the sweet smiles on their faces are the smiles that she has always longed for but could never achieve in her life.

She dreamed of having a happy family, but dreams are just dreams. Every time she woke up, she could only continue her life on the run with her mother.

"Dad, why are you here too? Aren't you usually a homebody? Are you stuck in Aunt Xue's world and won't leave?" Dong Baobao asked curiously, voicing his many questions.

"Baby, how dare you ask such a question? You actually dared to bring Dong'er into this world without my permission. This world is not under the jurisdiction of the God Realm. What if something happens to the two of you? Can you take responsibility? Have you thought about your mother? Have you thought about your aunt who cares about you?"

Dong Qing looked serious and solemn, even appearing ready to strike at the slightest provocation.

"Dad, don't be angry. I wanted to come out and play too." Dong Dong'er pecked Dong Qing on the forehead.

"Dong'er, don't speak up for Bao Bao anymore. She just wanted to come out and play on her own. You're just accompanying her." Dong Qing poked Dong Bao Bao's pouting lips.

Doesn't he know his two daughters' personalities?

Dongbao is active, while Dongdong'er is quiet.

If it weren't for Dong Baobao being the culprit, Dong Dong'er would have loved to stay by her side 24/7, and wouldn't have been as noisy as Dong Baobao.

"Dad, I... um... I know I was wrong."

Dong Baobao also pecked Dong Qing on the forehead. A wise woman doesn't suffer in silence. She knew that if she didn't admit her mistake, she would be eating bamboo shoots stir-fried with cured meat again later.

"He has repeatedly refused to learn his lesson and deserves a beating."

Dongqing put Dongdong'er down from his shoulder with one hand, grabbed Dongbaobao who was trying to run away with the other, and then took out a bright green branch.

The emerald green branch was so vibrant and fresh, as if it had just been picked from the tree, with an endless vitality clinging to it.

no doubt.

These are branches of the ancient tree of life, and only such unique branches can cause pain to Dong Baobao, this little witch.

"Dad, I've already admitted my mistake, why are you still hitting me?" Dong Baobao looked at Dong Qing with a wronged expression.

"You admit your mistake? Is that what you call admitting your mistake? Every time it's just a superficial apology, and you still do whatever you want afterwards," Dong Qing said speechlessly.

Done.

He carried Dongbao to sit down next to Yan'er and her daughter, placed Dongbao on his lap, raised the branch high, and lashed it down at Dongbao's lower back.

"It hurts... Daddy, baby knows he was wrong."

"Aunt Gu Yuena, you're lying! You said Daddy thought I'd been behaving well lately... It hurts so much."

"Daddy, I won't do it again, I really won't do it again."

Dongbao cried her heart out, while Yan'er stood by, filled with envy.

She really longs for a happy family like that, where someone will discipline her when she does something wrong.

But she knew very well that she couldn't do anything wrong, because no one would take responsibility for her mistakes.

So she was very well-behaved and obedient, just afraid that her mischievousness might cause her and her mother's death.

......

A few minutes later.

Dong Qing, having given Dong Baobao a small punishment as a warning, stopped disciplining her and began to comfort her daughter, who was crying her eyes out. At the same time, her gaze turned to Dong Dong'er, who was standing to the side.

"Dong'er, you've escaped this time, but there won't be a next time. If you dare to mess around with Dong Baobao again next time, I'll only hit you and not her."

As he spoke, Dongqing gently stroked Dongbao's head, letting her pinch the muscles in her waist tightly in retaliation, giving her an outlet for her emotions.

"Dad, I won't dare anymore." Dong Dong'er playfully stuck out her tongue.

For some reason, seeing Dong Baobao get beaten up made her inexplicably excited. If she hadn't been thinking about the possibility of Dong Baobao retaliating later, she would have laughed out loud.

At this time.

After dealing with Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er's matter, Dong Qing's gaze quickly swept past Yan'er's mother and landed on Yan'er, beckoning her over.

"Your name is Yan'er, right?" Dong Qing asked.

“Uncle, that’s me,” Yan’er replied.

"Yan'er, did Dong'er and Bao Bao bully you?" Dong Qing continued to ask.

These words were spoken.

Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er both looked at Yan'er, afraid that she might say something she shouldn't.

"Uncle, that's not true. Bao Bao and Dong'er are very close." Yan'er quickly waved her hand.

"That's good. It seems they're not completely beyond redemption." Dong Qing nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, he didn't care whether Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er bullied Yan'er, and he would never hit them for such an insignificant matter.

That's why I asked that question.

He simply wanted to see the nervous expressions on Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er's faces.

There's no way around it; if you don't tease them when they're little, they won't be so easy to tease when they grow up.

"Dad, I'm very obedient, I'm not that bad, how can you doubt me!" Dongbao said unhappily.

“That’s right, that’s right. We’re so well-behaved, Dad, you shouldn’t doubt us.” Dong Dong’er pouted.

"Do you two still need to doubt? Have you forgotten that at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, those students called you two little witches behind your backs?"

Dong Qing gently rubbed Dong Dong'er and Dong Baobao's heads. He really admired the two of them for lying through their teeth.

“Dad, they’re just spreading rumors at the academy on purpose. We’re not that bad,” Dong Baobao retorted stubbornly.

"These losers can't beat us, so they can only slander us behind our backs," Dong Dong'er said disdainfully.

At this time.

Seeing that Dongqing hadn't paid any attention to her for a while, Yan'er's big, dark eyes rolled around.

She spoke up first, "Uncle, it's so early in the morning, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Yan'er can cook."

She is a smart person; she has been very smart since she was a child.

She understands a principle very well, and the principle is quite simple.

Opportunities are created, not waited for.

Therefore.

She seized the opportunity and, taking advantage of her young age, interrupted the conversation between Dongqing and his daughter.

At the same time, since she had established a fragile friendship with Dong Baobao and Dong Dong'er last night, she could easily chime in without making them dislike her.

"Cooking? Yan'er, are you serious? You're about the same age as Bao Bao and Dong'er, only about six years old, and you can already cook?" Dong Qing asked with some surprise.

“Dad, I can do it, I can do it too,” Dongbao quickly replied.

"What can you do? All you can do is eat!" Dong Qing raised an eyebrow.

"Dad, I can cook, you don't mind, right?" Dong Dong'er blinked.

“Dong’er, you do know how, but you’re lazy and too lazy to cook.” Dong Qing shook his head.

Perhaps inheriting the qualities of a virtuous wife and loving mother from the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, Dong Dong'er, despite her young age, is indeed good at cooking and has a clear understanding of various ingredients.

Regardless of whether Dong Dong'er's cooking is good or not, at least she would never make a terrible dish.

"Uncle, how about the three of us make you breakfast together?" Yan'er interjected.

"The three of you? I believe you and Dong'er can manage, but with the baby as a burden, it's hard to say." Dong Qing's tone was full of doubt.

"Hmph, that stinky dad, he looks down on people. Dong'er, Yan'er, we'll prove him wrong now." Dong Baobao pulled Dong Dong'er and Yan'er and headed towards the villa's kitchen.

"Baby, you're the one Daddy looks down on. Why are you bringing me along?"

"Don't worry, I'll help her."

After the three of them left.

Only Dongqing and Yan'er's mother remained on the open ground outside the villa.

Chapter 718, Eight Treasures...Nine Treasures Porridge?

"What's your name?" Dongqing asked Yan'er's mother beside him.

"Someone like me doesn't have a name," Yan'er's mother said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Everyone needs a title, right?" Dong Qing said in an unquestionable tone.

"Named after a sword, she is called Jingni."

Yan'er's mother, Jing Ni, slowly uttered the name of her sword.

"Jing Ni, the Eight Swords of Yue, interesting." Dong Qing smiled faintly.

"As a god, do you also care about things in the mortal world?" Jingni asked curiously.