No matter what kind of children they are, she likes them all.
Now, only the iceberg baby is left.
Baby Iceberg has been sitting there since just now, staring at the pile of things on the table in a daze.
Now, everyone's attention has shifted to him. Yun Jingchu took the lead in coaxing: "Baby, take something you like from the table, baby, baby..."
Baby Bingshan raised his eyes, glanced at Yun Jingchu briefly, and then continued to lower his head in a daze.
Yun Jingchu was so angry, this kid was so uncooperative.
"Baby, if you don't pick up something you like, mother will hug you." Yun Jingchu's eyes darkened, and he moved his fingers towards the iceberg baby, as if he was about to rush forward.
The Bingshan baby then raised his eyes and looked at Yun Jingchu with some vigilance. Then, when Yun Jingchu moved his fingers to pounce on him, he turned around, grabbed something and handed it to Yun Jingchu...
Everyone took a closer look and were dumbfounded. What the Iceberg Baby grabbed was actually a piece of white paper...
How do you calculate that you like to write? Everyone looked at each other with this question in their eyes.
In this silence, it was Luo Huang who finally spoke first: "Hehehe, it seems that the third child, like his elder brother, is also a child who loves pen and ink."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Baby Bingshan glance at the declaration in his hand with disgust, and then threw it aside without any hesitation.
Everyone was dumbfounded again.
Therefore, in the end, the preference for iceberg babies had to be left alone.
The week-catching was over, and the food was almost ready. It was July and the temperature was just right, so everyone decided to hold a banquet outside.
Luo Huang, Luo Hou, Baili Wushang, Yun Jingchu, Dongfang Xu, Dao, Wu Jiu, Angus and the old man of the Wu family were sitting in the center of the courtyard, with other people sitting around them.
Everyone swept away the decadence of the past, drinking and laughing, and the whole courtyard was very lively.
"Wushang, Jingchu, Mr. Wu, can you tell us what happened to you in the past six months? We even had people dive into the bottom of the sea, but we couldn't find you." After celebrating the return of the four Yun Jingchu, Luo Huang was the first to speak and proposed.
own questions.
When everyone heard Luo Huang's voice, they immediately fell silent, waiting for the answers from Yun Jingchu and the others.
Yun Jingchu and the other three looked at each other, and then Yun Jingchu answered.
"Father and Queen, when you came to Wu Island, you should have heard the legend of the ancient tomb, right?" Yun Jingchu said slowly.
"Yes, I've heard of it." Luo Huang nodded, "People from the Wu family once told us."
"The ancient tomb is, how should I say, a passage to other worlds." Yun Jingchu continued.
"Other worlds?" Everyone widened their eyes in surprise, looking puzzled.
"How do you say it? It's another completely different world. The time is different from ours, and the space is also different. The time is equivalent to two thousand years later, and the space is a completely different heaven and earth..." Yun Jingchu tried his best to use the best words.
Let me explain it to you in the most common language.
Everyone was confused after hearing this.
Another different world? Or two thousand years later? Isn't this too mysterious? It feels like a world outside of fantasy.
"Is that passage under the crescent-shaped platform?" Angus blinked curiously and asked.