Chapter 1367

Just a word, let the laughter of xiaoforget Book stop suddenly. The little golden ball who woke up trembled and said, "if I fight hard, we can barely save our lives."

"The lack of energy returns to its original form."

"If you're not lucky, I'm afraid you'll be left in this world..."

In another world, people still sleeping on the study sofa will be judged as dead by the cardiovascular attending doctor Dr. Leng... The next morning.

It's really, really troublesome.

Gu Zheng, who knows the whole story of the incident, as a baby, really has no way.

His noumenon is still sleeping, showing a very chaotic ideology. He really can't do anything.

But the soul dressed as a baby has several advantages.

First, there is the highest degree of fit between the body and the soul. Second, there is still plenty of time.

He can enjoy the growth of infants in another world.

As for the specific situation of the world, he needs to collect data in his daily growth process.

Anyway, take your time and don't worry.

As soon as Gu Zheng closed his eyes, he really fell asleep.

When he woke up again because of the baby's characteristics and short and frequent sleep, he saw a vague shadow sitting in front of him.

If there is no accident, I'm afraid his father in this world has come back.

"Ah ah..."

Sure enough, after Gu Zheng deliberately made a noise, the Gu Feibao sitting by the bed was awakened from his stupidity and clumsily held Gu Zheng in his arms.

"Son, you're awake."

Looking at the child who has opened his big round eyes, smart, white and tender, Gu Feibao unconsciously put on a kind smile.

But in the next second, the smile turned into a sad face. Looking at the flesh and bones of him and rouniang in his swaddling clothes, his eyes were astringent and his throat was blocked.

His beloved wife, after he turned around, left the small courtyard, and his life and death were uncertain. As a useless waste, he was caught on the spot by his close old servant without even touching the gate of his ancestors' outer courtyard.

If it weren't for the sake of his lineal blood and the lingering of the father of the head of the family, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get out of the gate of the old house.

Even so, his three-year supply and half of his contribution points were confiscated from the family. In the future, he and his son will live together. I'm afraid it will be more difficult.

Gu Feibao pulled a few times from the corner of his mouth, held back the tears in his eyes and the pain in his mouth, pulled out an ugly expression that looked like crying rather than laughing, made a face at his waking son, gently and clumsily bumped his remaining relatives, and quietly opened his mouth to coax Gu Zheng: "son, wake up?"

"Hungry? Thirsty?"

"Don't worry, dad will find your aunt and let our family get together."

"Dad will give ZHENG'ER the best and let my baby grow up healthily."

"Not afraid, ZHENG'ER. No mother is only temporary. Don't you have a father?"

After saying this, Gu Feibao held the child in one hand and grabbed a cylindrical pot on the table with the other hand.

Maybe some hot things were filled here. When Gu Feibao got Gu Zheng's mouth, he put the pot body on his cheek and tried the temperature.

After feeling that the temperature outside the pot was neither hot nor cold, he carefully put the mouth of the small pot close to Gu Zheng's mouth.

"Son, are you hungry? This is the milk of tricolor sheep. It's the most warm and tonic. Drink two mouthfuls quickly. It's full and strong."

Hearing his father's words, Gu Zheng was not vague. He only felt a stream of warm milk sliding into his mouth and swallowed it unconsciously.

The three color sheep don't know what kind it is. The milk produced is silky and mellow. It doesn't take a trace of fishy smell.

Because of its delicacy, Gu Zheng unconsciously drank a whole pot of milk.

Let the flying as like as two peas flying to the empty pot look at the empty pot, and then they laugh. "Laughter," he said. "It's the same as your mother."

"Haven't you had enough? I'm not afraid of my son. Dad, I've already prepared."

With that, Gu Feibao was full of energy. Holding Gu Zheng, he got off the bed, sat directly opposite the table, and took all the small round pots warmed like warm wine in the copper basin to the table.

Open the spout plug of one of the pots, and feed Gu Zheng to the one facing the mouth.

"Gudong, Gudong..."

Another big belly pot of milk was drunk.

With Gu Zheng's small mouth sipping, he was dazed and closed his eyes. The meal was finished.

For a baby who is only a few days old, a normal meal is only 30 ml of milk. Even without breast milk, pure natural milk powder is only 60-90 ml.

Gu Zheng ate at least half a kilo of tricolor goat's milk.

Not much, just more than five people can eat.

He was full and asleep, but he couldn't see his father's smile full of sustenance.

The man who was single because his wife wrote a letter to ease the pressure of the family and ran away showed a smile of rebirth drive because Gu Zheng could eat.

He tidied up some wrinkled swaddling clothes for the baby in his arms, but found the sachet that made him look familiar on the baby's chest.

"This is... Rou Niang, rou Niang. Is this what you left for your child?"

"Is there any clue left here to let ZHENG'ER grow up so that he can find your family reunion?"

Gu Feibao was a little excited when he thought of it. He was busy pulling both ends of the sachet out... He didn't pull anything.

"No, no..."

Gu Feibao with the sachet fell into meditation. When he took out the purse hanging around his waist, his soliloquy was excited.

"This is a storage bag. Rou Niang has a storage bag..."

"If so, if so, rou Niang will not die. Didn't you tell me, rou Niang, you are an orphan?"

"Where did your storage bag come from?"

Groping for the pattern on the sachet, Gu Feibao didn't worry at first.

He seemed to come back to life. He waved his fist in the air. Then he was afraid to wake up his sleeping son, and crept towards the door.

When the door of the hut was completely closed, a slightly noisy voice came from the courtyard.

"Third Master, no trace of third grandma has been found in the East..."

"Third Master, no trace of third grandma has been found in Fufeng city..."

There were many people reporting, but Gu Feibao stopped the next move after hearing the good news that no one had brought back.

Misty Gu Zheng only heard a few vague words before he fell asleep completely.

"Forget it..."

"That's it..."

This is probably the end of his father's search for rouniang.

When Gu Zheng grew from eating, sleeping and eating to finally not forcibly forgetting his memory, Gu Zheng became a three-year-old child with two bun.

Because he is a single father who brought up alone, and because the father had been severely punished before, Gu Zheng's growth in the past three years has been stumbling in order to feed his big stomach King's son.

Even if Gu's family is a large clan and there are many servants and maids in the family, although Gu Zheng is wearing clothes made of green silk, the bun on his forehead is loose and never symmetrical.

Taking care of his nanny, he sat at the gate of the yard and chatted with the women and servants outside the porter. Gu Zheng, a three-year-old child, was allowed to play stumbling in the yard alone.

As an inner core is an old monster, Gu Zheng wants people around him to pay less attention.

Because at this time, he is running towards the room he must go to every day with short legs, trying to read more books about the world when others pay attention to him.

Yes, Gu Zheng, a three-year-old, lit up his instinct to learn a language by turning one year old, and then came into contact with the common language of the world.

As a soul with adult thinking, Gu zhengleng spent two years. With the help of laughing and forgetting books, he not only mastered the basic listening and speaking, but also knew most of the common words in the world.

As for the infrequent words and secrets that servants and housekeepers don't often come into contact with, Gu Zheng needs to explore by himself.

Thanks to his father's status in this family, as a young hero favored by the mother of rare blood, Gu Feibao can still enjoy the due treatment of promising young people in the family... Through his own efforts, even if he has made some mistakes and lived a little tight in a short time.

I don't know if he was stimulated by the fact that he couldn't support his wife. In the past three years when Gu Zheng grew up, the third father held back his strength to practice and do tasks

According to the information collected from the servants' daily chat, his father has made breakthroughs one after another in the past three years, and there is a legend of genius in adversity in the Gu family.

Together with their relatively remote courtyard in the family, they have also received attention from all aspects.

Regardless of the quality level of the people sent, the hardware facilities on the surface are quite in place.

After Gu Zheng could eat liquid food, the courtyard was not only provided with a special small kitchen, but when he was about to enlighten, his father who spoiled his children also opened an empty room for Gu Zheng as an enlightened study.

Perhaps the books needed by the young children were too thin. After Gu Feibao asked the steward in the courtyard, the servant who tried hard to curry favor with the master brought back all the books that could serve as a facade in the backyard warehouse.

And this move is really convenient for Gu Zheng, a young child.

When he was free, he slipped into the room and looked at what books he caught.

"Hoo Hoo... Today is really lucky."

When Gu Zheng stepped on his short legs, he finally climbed onto the small bench next to the book shelf, hooked off the nearest book in his hand, and opened it for fun.

This is a book about the geographical features, humanistic etiquette and local specialties of Fufeng city and its surrounding towns.

Of course, in this Oriental fantasy world, the above words can not be treated with ordinary meanings.

Through Gu Zheng's data collection in recent years, this is really the framework of the world in the fantasy novels he once read with interest in the real world.

And it is the most common framework accepted by the public.

From the chatting context of his servant girl, who was constantly amazed: "master Gu broke through level 3 in three years and became a great master of level 6 king of martial arts", Gu Zheng can judge that this should be a world of fighting spirit.

The strength of his father and the Gu family has also been better reflected.

This should be the top family in a medium-sized city, but it is very insignificant in the whole continent or territory.

Through the overview picture of the map of Qianguo in Gu Zheng's hand, Gu Zheng can also judge that the regional proportion of Fufeng city in this country is not heavy or light.

With this background and level, Gu Zheng can easily associate some bad things.

In fantasy novels, the protagonists are most likely to be regarded as stepping stones.

Compared with small villages in remote towns or desolate places.

Because according to the tragic law of the protagonist in the early stage, those villages or towns are the most brilliant in the whole book and play a vital role in the rise of the protagonist.

It is also the most exciting and empathetic part for the audience.

As for the protagonist who finally broke through the shackles of waste firewood and has the name of genius, before he broke away from the original family and completely enjoyed a good reputation on the mainland, he still needs a small country or city as a cushion. The stories during this period are basically spent in the process of beating his face.

In order to make the readers look refreshing, and to find a reason for the promotion of the protagonist's level like a rocket.

At this time, we need to find a family with some brain disabilities to sneak out.

Holding huge books and tilted his head, Gu Zheng seriously doubts that this is the existence of their family.

Their family may run through the middle of the whole book. They belong to those who fight the small and come to the old. They can use the force of thunder to kill them in one fell swoop. They have to send the protagonist to sharpen their existence layer by layer.

Or more unlucky, because of the protagonist's experience, he was involved in the cannon fodder of the struggle between families.

That's innocent.

Now Gu Zheng is very resentful.

What can a three-year-old diced bean do?

Even if he wants to participate in the family, looking at the scale of his family, even if he is 15 or 16 years old, he has no right to speak, right?

With a sigh, Gu Zheng turned another page of the book. What he can do now is to learn more and try not to be abused too badly when facing the protagonist.

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First change: 4000 words