The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 702 Untitled

The baby in Zhou Cuihua's belly was very solid. Even though her hands and feet were sore from beating people, the baby was still firmly in her belly.

Yun Mo helped Zhou Cuihua sit on his kang, then grabbed Yang Aidang's wrist and threw him out.

Yang Aidang: "I am your father. If you dare to treat me like this, I will definitely..."

Before Yang Aidang could finish his threat, he was interrupted by Yun Mo.

Yun Mo: "That young widow is really pregnant"

Yang Aidang was stunned.

Old Lady Yang, who had been planning to come out and try to persuade Zhou Cuihua after the fight was almost over, turned and left. "It's hopeless, let it be what it is." Yun Mo closed the door and, concealing it in the wardrobe, took out a bag of pastries for Zhou Cuihua.

Zhou Cuihua waved her hand.

Zhou Cuihua: "Leave it for you to eat."

Yun Mo: "Don't worry, I won't let my brothers and sisters down"

Yun Mo: "Eat!"

Zhou Cuihua: "... (sighs)"

Zhou Cuihua: "Your father would be better off dead out there"

Yun Mo: "Even now, do you still want to give birth to a child for him?"

Zhou Cuihua: "...When he was three years old, he could move, and I couldn't bear to let him go"

Yun Mo: "I plan to skip a grade next year"

Zhou Cuihua: “This is a good thing”

Yun Mo: "I have to live in the school for a long time and won't be able to come back within half a year." He has already reached a cooperation with the Heavenly Dao of this world. If Zhou Cuihua insists on giving birth, then he has to avoid this node, so as to prevent the Heavenly Dao from getting worried and causing other troubles.

Zhou Cuihua: "How long will it take for your family to send you food?"

Yun Mo: “No need”

Yun Mo: "I will find a way to get food myself"

Having said that, Yun Mo gave Zhou Cuihua twenty yuan.

Yun Mo: "Yang Aidang's mind is no longer on you"

Yun Mo: "Take this twenty dollars just in case."

Yun Mo: "Don't starve to death"

Zhou Cuihua: "Not to the extent of..."

Yun Mo: "As for"

Yun Mo: "Just buy whatever you want to eat. I have money."

Zhou Cuihua: "Okay, I'll just enjoy my son's blessing" Zhou Cuihua: "But don't hit your dad anymore"

Zhou Cuihua: "You are his biological daughter after all. If it gets out, it will be bad. What will you do if you don't have a daughter to marry you in the future?"

Yun Mo: "It wasn't him who gave birth to me after ten months of pregnancy."

Yun Mo: "I don't care whether he lives or dies"

Yun Mo: “As for “getting a wife?”

Yun Mo: "I'm afraid it won't work. I can't leave any bloodline karma here."

Zhou Cuihua: "...Is it because of your special status?"

Yun Mo: "Yeah"

Zhou Cuihua: "Forget it, I won't force you."

Zhou Cuihua took a bite of the pastry and her eyes lit up.

Zhou Cuihua: "This pastry is quite delicious."

Yun Mo: "If you like it, take it and eat it slowly." Yun Mo: "I have another bag here, I will share it with my younger brothers and sisters later."

Yun Mo: "With me here, they won't be short of food."

Zhou Cuihua: "That's fine"

Zhou Cuihua: "Then I'll take it. Your grandma must have never eaten it. I'll give her a few pieces."

After recovering from the stress, Zhou Cuihua got off the kang, put some cakes in her pocket and opened the door. When she met Yang Aidang's gaze, she ignored him, closed the door for her son, turned around and went to find her mother-in-law.

Yang Aidang was stunned for a moment. Before he could recover from his wife's indifference, Yun Mo opened the door. He subconsciously looked over.

Yun Mo: "Every noon, your bones will ache, and the pain will last for an hour."

Yun Mo: "Eighty kilograms of food, one kilogram of food will cause pain for one day, until the pain reaches eighty days."

Yang Aidan frowned. Yang Aidan: "I am your father"

Yun Mo: “I know.”

Yun Mo was indifferent.

Yun Mo: "You are my dad, and only my dad"

Yun Mo: "You weren't the one who gave birth to me."

Yun Mo: "I don't owe you anything"

Yun Mo: "It's you"

Yun Mo: "If it weren't for me, your whole family would have starved to death"

Yun Mo: "Even though I owe you a debt of gratitude, I have already repaid it."