Chapter 112 Cheng Ming’s Son

In the Yin family mansion, Yin's father, Yin's mother, and Yin Lingling were shocked when Bai Chen brought back this little devil.

"Hello grandma, hello grandpa, hello auntie!" The little ghost greeted everyone one by one with a very friendly and natural attitude.

By the way, this kid looks so much like Cheng Ming, it's as if he was carved out of the same mold. Those little eyebrows, that sweet little mouth really make Father Yin and Mother Yin very fond of him.

Mother Yin looked at the little ghost head in astonishment, and then looked at her son-in-law, "Um, Bai Chen, this child is..."

Bai Chen nodded, "Mother-in-law, he is the son of Cheng Ming and Zhou Qian!"

Hearing this, Yin Lingling's eyes lit up. Cheng Ming acted quickly! He even recognized his son so quickly.

"Kid, what's your name?" Yin Lingling stepped forward and took the little devil's hand, then sat on the sofa.

The little ghost smiled slightly and replied very gentlemanly: "My name is Bei Gongxuan!"

"Your name is Bei Gongxuan? Well, forget it, auntie, let's call you Xuan'er." Yin Lingling was greatly ashamed. How could she dare that her godbrother Cheng Ming only took his woman to Wen Cun and didn't even have a son?

It’s too late to recognize our ancestors!

Mother Yin brought a plate of fruit and invited Cheng Ming's son to come over to eat. Everyone liked Cheng Ming's lovely son.

"Uncle, when are you going to teach me the knife-throwing skills?" Little Guitou was not interested in anything. He only remembered that Cheng Ming had said that Bai Chen was very powerful and that his knife-throwing skills were comparable to the real-life version of Xiao Li's knife-throwing skills.

Bai Chen smiled very evilly, "Hahaha, Xuan'er, you are still young, what to do with that, it's very hard! Let's eat fruit, eat fruit!"

The kid raised his brows and pouted, "No! I want to learn the knife-throwing skills. Uncle, if you don't teach me the knife-throwing skills, I will never marry your daughter in the future! Don't you want to know your own skills?"

Is it lost? Do you want to take it into the coffin? Do you want to leave a lifelong regret? Do you want to..."

"Shit! Shut up, little thing!" Bai Chen roared angrily, the expression on his face became gloomy. This damn brat, when he opened his mouth, he talked exactly like his father Cheng Ming, and his 'daughter' grew up with each mouthful.

My daughter's short, I won't give up until I'm angry to death! Damn it, it's too hateful! If he doesn't torment this brat, he won't be afraid of everyone, and he will run away from ghosts!

Yin Lingling smiled unscrupulously on the side, "Hahaha, Xuan'er is so lovable. With your words, the babies in my aunt's belly will definitely be my daughter's, hehehe! I'm so happy!"

The kid took a few steps forward, looked at Yin Lingling's belly with seriousness, and then asked: "Auntie, are you saying your daughter is there? And not just one?"

Yin Lingling nodded proudly, then patted her belly gently, "Yes, aunt's daughters are here. There are two of them!"

"Wow! Auntie, you are great, twins! Then if you give birth to two daughters, one will look like uncle and the other will look like you. Then we have agreed that the daughter who looks like you will be kept for me to be my wife.

!" The little devil's face was full of yearning, and his mouth started to drool. Oh my, he is so wretched at such a young age. I really can't imagine what a lustful playboy he will be when he grows up.

Yin Lingling nodded with a smile on her face, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep her as your wife! Hahaha..."

The little ghost stretched out his little finger and pulled a hook with Yin Lingling childishly. Bai Chen looked at the little ghost, then looked at Yin Lingling, and finally fell to the sofa sweating to death with blood spurting out!

Oh my God, what's in his woman's belly isn't a daughter, okay? It's a son, it's a son!

On weekends, Bai Chen did not go to the company, but tortured Cheng Ming's young son at home.

"Little devil, stand up straight, raise your hands high! Raise your hands high! That's right, that's great, just keep it like this!" Bai Chen leisurely sat on the rocking chair and swayed freely, holding a cigar in his hand from time to time.

He took two puffs. There was a teasing smile on his lips, and he looked like a wolf grandmother in human skin. Opposite him, the little devil stood with his head upright against the big tree trunk, with his hands raised high.

, holding three big bricks in his hands.

Ten minutes have passed...

Half an hour passed...

The smile on Bai Chen's face got deeper and deeper, hehehehe, boy, can you still hold on like this? It would be strange if I didn't beat you to death!

However, one hour passed, and two hours passed. The kid on the other side raised the brick high, with sweat on his face, but refused to give up.

"Hey, uncle said that it is very hard to practice the flying knife skills. Little Guitou, if you can't support it, don't force it!" Bai Chen couldn't bear it and began to persuade him. He was just a child, and Tongyan had no words.

Taboo! Why do you need to be on the same level with him?

Xiao Guitou still stood upright, and he replied firmly and resoundingly: "Uncle, I am not forcing myself. The most important thing is persistence and perseverance. If I don't persist, how can I get your true inheritance?"

Huh? Bai Chen was speechless. Well, since the little devil is willing to suffer, let's continue!

Yin Lingling stood by the window and looked again and again, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. She walked out of the apartment with her slippers on, then came to the big tree in the backyard, snatched away the three big bricks held by the little devil and threw them to the ground.

"Xuan'er, stop making trouble! You are still young and very weak. We are not going to learn to throw knives. Can Auntie accompany you to the amusement park to play?" Yin Lingling knelt down and wiped the sweat of the little ghost head patiently.

Make a sound of persuasion.

The little devil shook his head resolutely, then stubbornly walked to the bricks, stacked the three bricks, and then lifted them up and placed them on his head. "Auntie, I can't give up. Just because I am very young and weak, that's why I

I have to be strong. If I am strong, I can protect my woman, your daughter, in the future. I don’t want to be a worthless man and let my woman and children suffer!"

"Well said! Little devil, from now on, I declare that you are my closed disciple of Bai Wuchang!" Bai Chen jumped up from the rocking chair excitedly. I really didn't expect that Cheng Ming, the birdman's son, was so courageous and so courageous.

He has perseverance. Not to mention, if one of the babies in his woman's belly is a daughter, Bai Chen really wouldn't mind marrying her to Cheng Ming, his son.

As the saying goes, you know how old you are at the age of three. Bai Chen could tell that this little devil would be a responsible and courageous man in the future! Any woman who marries him will definitely be happy.

The little ghost head was excited with a bright smile on his face, "Hehehe, uncle, are you serious? Yeah, yeah, that's great!"

The days were spent by Bai Chen concentrating on teaching the little Guitou how to practice flying knife skills. Half a month later, the little Guitou had learned well. Although he is young and has weak arm strength, the flying knife cannot penetrate deeply.

In the trunk of the big tree. However, the flying knives he threw were all missed, and they all hit the red circle in the center of the trunk.
Chapter completed!