What the little guy said is right at all.
But... Can a child less than a year and a half say it?
"Oh ~ ~ ~ ~" Chu Yang covered his forehead and really collapsed and retreated.
Who has seen a one-year-old child? Isn't that one a handful of shit and a handful of urine? Call grandma 'short', call Mom 'Manman'
Diapers are padded in the crotch at any time. If you are not careful, you will pee all over your body; As soon as you are unhappy, pull your pants
At this age, it is a surprise to be able to clearly and fluently call their relatives and elders without admitting their mistakes.
But Chu Yang's son, obviously, has gone a hundred thousand miles farther than this well-known stage!
Directly, you can discuss life with chuyang, talk about ideals, talk about picking up girls
Chuyang thinks it is absolutely feasible.
Even, he felt that it was absolutely feasible to discuss the overall situation of the world with him and talk about the situation of jiuchongtian... In front of this evil son.
Chuyang has always been shocked by others, but this time, the throne of Chu was directly shocked by his first meeting, his son of one year and two months, plus seven meat and eight vegetables.
Now, the little guy is in his arms and held by himself; And he is calling himself old Chu, do you understand?
Chu Yang said, "I don't understand... How do you let me understand? Son, you are only one year old and two months... "
Tie Yang Yang raised his small face: "old Chu, there is a kind of person in this world called genius!"
Chuyang nodded this time, if the chicken pecked the rice.
It seems that my son is not a genius; But... Genius is almost evil.
"Son, you don't belong to him. Won't some old guy be reborn?" Chu Yang suddenly looked at the boy and thought of his rebirth. His heart was crooked and asked warily.
"Even your head knows rebirth?" Tie Yang sniffed: "the old guy is attached to me. It's not rebirth, but seizing! And a newborn child cannot be robbed; Do you understand? Once you do that, both souls will disappear! Do you know? "
Chu Yang scratched his head: "what's the matter with you?"
Tie Yang sighed deeply and said faintly, "old Chu, I can only say... This is a very wonderful thing. Well, it's just that I've been reincarnated, but the lucky true spirit hasn't died, and some things haven't disappeared, but I'm your son. It's certain... You can rest assured. Otherwise, I dare not expose myself in front of you like this... "
"Why dare you expose me when I'm your father?" Chuyang wondered.
The little guy said deeply, "old Chu, that's because you can accept it."
"What do you call me?" Chu Yang's eyebrows stood up.
"Old Chu... You're great if you can let me call old." The little guy looked at chuyang with a look of 'I call you so, you should be glorious', and he was very praised, praised and recognized.
"Little bastard! Call Dad! " The throne of Chu was called three times in a row. Now, old Chu has reacted and burst into a rage; Little bastard, are you still lawless?
Old Chu? You fucking called Lao Chu!
I'm honored?
The little guy distorts his face: "it's your right to scold me and beat me. I can't stop your only fun as a father, but you can't call me a little bastard. I'm your son. If I become a little bastard... Aren't you... "
"Don't I just want to beat your ass into eight pieces!" Before the words fell, Chu Yang turned his little body over angrily and slapped his fat and tender ass!
Pop!
"I don't say!" The little thing is very funny. Shut up. A hero does not suffer at present.
"Dare you call me Lao Chu?" Chuyang is majestic and murderous, showing the majesty of being a father. But looking at the five red finger prints on the little thing's ass, I feel a little distressed; Comfort yourself in your heart: this little bastard, such a monster, can hold on!
"You're miserable." He was slapped. Of course, the little guy didn't cry. He just looked at Chu Yang gloating: "did I leave fingerprints on my ass? Later, when my mother comes, I take off my pants and show her, and then cry loudly... I'm not afraid to tell you, my tears come soon, and I can definitely cry out! "
The little guy looked at chuyang with schadenfreude: "let's see who feels bad when we see it!"
Chuyang was in a hurry and immediately retreated: "ancestor... You are not my son, you are my ancestor."
Tie Yang's small face was full of a bad smile: "moreover, not only that! If this is the only way, wouldn't it be cheaper for you? You want to build a relationship... I can completely give you every chance to destroy it. Even if you build it a little by your rhetoric, with me, I promise, it will disappear immediately! "
"You can't hold a beauty with me! Because of your slap! " The little guy hated.
"My ancestors..." Chu Yang wanted to cry without tears.
Shit, other people's children are fathers. They love to beat and scold if they want. It's good for them to threaten themselves in turn
Is there any reason?
"Surrender or not?" The little guy looked at his father playfully.
"Surrender." Chuyang was dejected.
"Do you think you can erase my palm print with a light, unconvincing surrender?" The little guy had to be reasonable and unforgiving: "it's beautiful to think!"
"What on earth will you do to give up?" Chuyang lowered his voice and asked, gnashing his teeth.
"Two conditions. As long as you promise me, I will not only listen to you and change my name to dad from now on, but also be responsible for helping you catch up with my mother, well, that is, your wife! " The little guy stretched out two white and tender fingers and swayed around in front of Chu Yang.
Looking at the two fingers dangling in front of him, the throne of Chu was really in a complex mood. It was like overturning a bottle of five flavors. The sweets, bitters, bitters and salty poured up at the same time. For a moment, he wanted to cry.
If the brothers knew that they had been treated to this extent by a one-year-old baby... Gu Duxing and Dong Wushang, Mo Tianji estimated that they could only laugh an internal injury; But jimeruoke enemy those people are absolute, will smile to death in the past!
Especially Rui impassability. He can definitely laugh. His cultivation has soared! And up several times! There is no doubt about that!
"What conditions?" Chuyang was in a dry mood and set up a white flag.
Shit, I'll fix you later!
Your father, I'm an old celery dealer. Can't I hold your little coriander?
"First question, is it OK for me to choose my own name?" Tie Yang chuckled: "like now, tie Yang, tie Yang, it's terrible. Isn't it still a poplar if it's tall and straight? It's just a pile of firewood... My mother's level of naming is really rotten! "
Chu Yang's slap was itchy again. He forcibly controlled his impulse to slap him down, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "it can be discussed."
"Although my mother is to miss you, she can't joke about my name." The little guy stretched his legs comfortably. His legs, which were as fat as lotus roots, stretched out pink and tender. He pointed chuyang's chin with his big toes: "the name is very important. It's related to the future of his life. It's better to be domineering."
"Be domineering?" Chu Yang was stunned and said, "how about your name Chu batian?"
"Vulgar! Vulgar! Vulgar! " The little guy was furious: "it's better to ask Chu to eat heaven. What's batian? I ate all day. "
"Then you'll call Chu eat heaven!" Chuyang clapping.
"No..." the little guy was completely speechless: "you didn't climb like this..."
"That's it!" Chu Yang said without doubt, "the little name is dog egg!"
"I protest!" The little guy kicked his legs.
"The protest is invalid!" Chu Yang snorted.
The little guy's eyes turned: "but my mother's name is iron mending the sky... I can't be heavy with her... Besides, she mends the sky and I eat the sky... It's a crime of unfilial."
"Then you call Chu eat." Chuyang has long had countermeasures. Little bastard, you know the crime of unfilial: "Chu is the most domineering! Absolutely no duplicate name! "
"Wuwu..." the little guy really wanted to cry.
"What do you want to call?" Chu Yang asked modestly.
"I like crazy, just call Chu crazy?" The little guy obviously found the guy in front of him very difficult to deal with, and adopted a consultative tone.
"Chu Kuang..." Chu Yang said, "there is less charm."
"Chu maniac?" The little guy persevered and discussed tirelessly: "or Chu Madman?"
Chu Yang fainted.
What are these messy names?
How did this guy come up with it?
"Just these two, choose one from the other." The little guy compared it and said, "well, I'll be called Chu Madman. As for the change of name, after you have finished my mother and your wife, you go and tell her that it's what you think. You must decide. "
Three times five divided by two, I have made a decision!
I just said one out of two, but now I don't even have a chance to choose one out of two.
Chu Yang, the father, stared, and even the right to participate was deprived.
It's very important to hold your breath at this moment; Wheezing: "I fuck your mother... You little bastard... I can't stand it!"
The little guy snorted and looked disdainfully askew: "if you don't know what... You don't have me yet."
Chu Yang was immediately dazzled by his anger and said angrily, "you know a fart! I was killed... "
"Was it done?" The little guy looked at his father in amazement and suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.
It's a kind of stunned look in the eyes of a young doll. It's a kind of collapse.
The black line on Chu Yang's face. Hurriedly changed the topic: "why do you have to be called a Madman of Chu?" The little guy took a breath and said in a deep and forced tone, "I'm a madman from Chu. Feng Ge laughs at Kong Qiu. Hold a green jade staff and say goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower...... (to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) You can search "Aoshi jiuzhong tianjiutao novel " in Baidu to find the latest chapter I have something to do at home today. I went back to my hometown to accompany my mother to my uncle's house. I came back late. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation