#4 - Three years, twenty-five children

Chapter 4: Three Years, Twenty-Five Children

In the world of cultivation, time flies; three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Changqing's children had reached a terrifying number of twenty-four. If you add his illegitimate son, Qin Qipeng, that makes twenty-five, surpassing everyone else in the entire Qin family.

In these few years, Qin Changqing only cultivated occasionally. Most of his time was spent with his children. As a modern person born in that era of information explosion, he knew too many things. Besides playing games with the children, he also often made novel toys, which the children loved.

Even the children of other families ran here every day.

Seeing this, Qin Changqing simply opened a school. While playing, he also acted as their enlightenment teacher. Their talents were all good, but they still needed proper guidance.

Not only Qin Changqing's own children, but also the children of other live-in sons-in-law liked Qin Changqing very much. The Qin family felt that what Qin Changqing taught was indeed useful, so they didn't stop him. Instead, they encouraged each family to send their children to study.

Even Jia Qiang sent his child over because he discovered that Qin Changqing treated each child very well in private, and treated Qin Qipeng equally, even taking extra care of him and not letting the other children bully him.

Jia Qiang also felt a little ashamed about this. He didn't expect that he had treated Qin Changqing coldly, but Qin Changqing could repay evil with kindness. This greatly changed Jia Qiang's attitude towards Qin Changqing.

Jia Qiang usually focused on cultivation, so he didn't have much time to take care of his children.

There was indeed a big gap between middle-grade spiritual roots and low-grade spiritual roots. Jia Qiang was a cultivator who was the focus of the Qin family's training. Later, he took in a few concubines and never had any more children. He focused on cultivation and was currently at the second level of the Qi Refining stage.

"Brother Qin, I'll leave Qipeng to you!"

Qin Rongrong led a robust and lively child over, who was none other than Qin Qipeng.

"Hello, Uncle Qin!" Qin Qipeng hugged Qin Changqing's leg, obviously liking Qin Changqing very much.

Ah, you should call me Dad… Of course, these words could only be said in his heart. Qin Changqing smiled and touched his head, saying, "You can rest assured when you leave him to me."

Of course, Qin Rongrong was relieved. Qin Qipeng was Qin Changqing's son, and both of them knew this very well.

Qin Rongrong smoothed the hair beside her ear and said seemingly casually, "Brother Qin, to thank you for taking care of Qipeng during this time, I've prepared some wine and dishes and would like to invite you to try them."

Qin Changqing was startled. How could he not know what this woman was thinking? He quickly waved his hand and refused, "No, no, I have something to do. Definitely next time!"

What a joke! He was caught off guard last time. How could he fall for the same trick again!

Watching Qin Changqing leave as if he were running away, Qin Rongrong rolled her eyes at him, feeling a little annoyed.

She was now sure that the problem of not being able to have children was Jia Qiang's. In the past few years, she had repeatedly wanted to find an opportunity to have another child with Qin Changqing, but she had been rejected every time.

"Am I ugly? Humph!" Qin Rongrong glanced at her full figure, stamped her foot, and turned away with resentment.

"This woman is really scary…"

Qin Changqing touched the sweat on his head.

It had to be said that Qin Rongrong's figure and appearance were absolutely top-notch. In the past few years, she had become more and more charming. Sometimes, Qin Rongrong's invitations made him feel a little itchy.

But he also knew very well what he would face if he had a relationship with Qin Rongrong. That would deduct a hundred years of lifespan, and he couldn't bear to make his children suffer, so naturally he wanted to give them the best qualifications.

At present, he could only get the Qin family's basic spiritual stone supply. It was very difficult to save up to a hundred spiritual stones, and he didn't want his affair with Qin Rongrong to be exposed.

If you walk by the river often, you will eventually get your shoes wet. Who knows if someone will see you.

"Uncle Qin, you seem to be very afraid of my mother." Qipeng raised his small head and covered his mouth to giggle.

Qin Changqing flicked his forehead and scolded with a smile, "Your mother is not a man-eating tiger. Why would I be afraid of her? Go play with your older brothers and sisters."

Qin Qipeng agreed crisply and ran in quickly.

Qin Changqing also followed behind and entered the inner courtyard. At this moment, the scene in the courtyard was disharmonious.

Dozens of children were gathered together fighting for toys, arguing red-faced, and were about to fight.

"I'm the oldest here, I'll play first!"

"If you dare to tell, I'll beat you!"

More than a dozen children were divided into two groups, arguing incessantly.

In the middle of them was an object half a person tall, seemingly carved and assembled from a special material that was neither metal nor wood. It looked majestic and domineering, no wonder it was so popular with boys.

This was a small toy that Qin Changqing created by combining knowledge from two lifetimes. It could be driven by spiritual stones, combined and transformed, and could even fly briefly. Even some girls liked it very much.

Qin Changqing's face darkened and he walked over, scolding, "What are you arguing about?"

Seeing Qin Changqing coming, the children immediately stopped arguing, and the scene was silent. It could be seen that Qin Changqing had a high prestige among them.

Qin Changqing looked at his second son, Qin Qifeng, who was the loudest just now, relying on his big fists to beat people, and said sternly, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Seeing his father getting angry, Qin Qifeng immediately shrank his neck and said in a low voice, "Dad…"

"You!" Qin Changqing glared, but couldn't get angry at the child.

Qin Qifeng stuck out his tongue and directly admitted his mistake very decisively, "Dad, it's my fault. I should have let my younger brothers and sisters play with the Transformer first!"

This kid!

Qin Changqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Among his children, he was the most able to assess the situation. To put it nicely, he was smart; to put it badly, he was slick.

Qin Changqing didn't dwell on this little thing. After all, they were all children. It was enough to know they were wrong, so he waved his hand and said, "Go play. I'll make more of these toys later, so you don't have to fight."

"Long live Dad!"

"Long live Mr. Qin!"

The children cheered immediately, throwing what happened just now to the back of their minds, and there was another burst of laughter.

Long live is not enough. This buddy wants to live forever! Qin Changqing looked at these children, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Dad, are you going to spank Second Brother when you go back?" A little girl ran over and asked secretly.

This was Qin Changqing's second daughter, Qin Mengrou.

Qin Changqing smiled and touched her little head, saying, "Of course not. What, do you feel sorry for your Second Brother?"

Qin Mengrou wrinkled her cute nose and snorted, "I don't feel sorry for Second Brother. Last time, he drew a big painted face on me while I was sleeping, which made people laugh at me."

Qin Changqing couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's Second Brother teasing you. You are biological siblings, you can't hold grudges!"

Qin Mengrou tilted her head and asked, "Doesn't Dad hold grudges either?"

"Of course not. You are all my children. How can a father hold grudges against you?"

"That's great. Second Brother threw a 'Spirit Explosion Talisman' when Uncle Jia was in the outhouse, and he's been worried about it for a long time!"