Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

Nanny Wang Cuihua didn't believe him at first, thinking he was a swindler. She almost picked up the pigpen broom and swung him out. Fortunately, my grandfather stopped her.

Then, the old charlatan whispered to Grandpa Ye Yaozu and Grandma Wang Cuihua: "Your son is born with great strength that others do not have. If you don't control it, he will become a disaster sooner or later."

The two were stunned at the time. After all, they had just learned about their son's special abilities.

Who would have thought that the person in front of him also knew about his son's special abilities.

Thinking of the old charlatan... the immortal, and what he said about fate, Grandpa Ye Yaozu rubbed his hands uncomfortably. Could he have a way to solve it?

The old immortal seemed to know what he was thinking. He threw a piece of paper at him, and without waiting for Ye Yaozu and his wife to thank him, he disappeared from the courtyard without a trace.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

"Good man, good man," Wang Cuihua cried with tears in her eyes.

After reading what was written on the paper in his hand, Ye Yaozu excitedly said repeatedly: "Excellent, wonderful, wonderful," and felt in his heart that he was worthy of being an old immortal, so smart!

It turned out that the paper contained a method to control his son's supernatural power.

In the following time, Ye Yaozu helped his son learn while memorizing the contents on the paper.

When his son learned it, he memorized it all in his mind, put it in the earthen stove, and burned it up!

With the birth of my second uncle Ye Tianwang and my father Ye Tianyong...

Their grandfather Ye Yaozu also discovered one by one that they were born with supernatural powers and great strength.

Except for my aunt Ye Xiaolian, everyone else has it.

Later, under the constant urging of their grandfather Ye Yaozu, they also learned how to hide and how to control...

The days passed one by one.

In space,

Yingbao and the little fox were exhausted from playing, and at the same time, they also learned that the little fox could speak sweet words, bah, no... it could speak human words.

Yingbao and Little Fox were eating the rustic roast chicken, and they didn't care that their mouths were covered in oil. Feeling a little thirsty, they pulled out a can of carbonated cola that had been placed aside and started drinking.

A bite of meat and a sip of Coke, and you will feel as happy as a god.

It smells so good that it makes your mouth water.

I saw that the bones that the two people threw into the trash can were clean, and there was not even a trace of ant-sized residual meat.

After eating, Yingbao wiped his mouth with paper, said, "Eat whatever you want, but don't waste it," and quickly left the space with a thought.

Yingbao just came out of the space and looked up. The sun in the west was about to set. Grandpa, grandma and mother would be back in a while, so I decided to ask my brother to cook first.

Let our dear family members have a hot meal as soon as they enter the house!

Yingbao searched all corners of the house but couldn't find his brother Ye Mingchen. He helplessly put his hands on his waist and said angrily, "I don't know where the brother went to play again?"

snort!

After saying this, Yingbao resigned himself to his fate and started to busy himself.

He took out a piece of pork belly weighing about 5 pounds from the space and cut it into small pieces with a kitchen knife. Of course, the kitchen knife he used was a special meat-cutting knife from the space. After all, the kitchen knives in Old Ye's family were too old. There were three knives in total, and each of them had a cut on it.

Then Yingbao took a basket of firewood and firewood sticks from the backyard, plus two coal balls, and returned to the kitchen. Then he put the matches into the stove, put some firewood sticks on top, took out the brown paper that was wrapped around the roasted chicken after eating it from the space, lit it, put it on the firewood and lit it. When the fire was strong, he put a few large firewood sticks on top and let it burn slowly on its own...