"Roger has a difficult birth, you hurry up and save him."

"It's Roger again." Chūn Ji murmured dissatisfiedly, and then said, "It's useless for you to seek me out. I'm not very good at getting pregnant and having children." When he followed the teacher, he hated it the most. this part.

Anbu couldn't listen to anything now. He flew home with him, took the medicine box, and flew back, fortunately, he didn't waste much time.

Seeing Roger's dying appearance, chūn Ji frowned imperceptibly. He stretched out his hand to take a pulse. He didn't understand childbirth, but the basic medical principles were the same. As the needles went on, no one in the room had seen this kind of treatment method of pricking people with needles. Seeing that Chun Ji was still young, with a childish look between his brows, but his expression was serious and focused. , quietly waiting for a miracle to happen.

"En..." No one noticed how many needles Chūn Ji put down, Roger groaned, his thick eyelashes trembled, and he was about to wake up.

Everyone in the house was ecstatic, and even Xia jumped up and down with joy.

Chūn Ji pretended to take the needle on Roger's head, put it in his ear and whispered: "Roger from the future world, haven't you always wanted to go back? I can help you, if you can live to that time."

Roger opened his eyes abruptly, stared at him, his lips moved, and said silently: "Who are you?" Even Anbu only knew that he was from a far away place, but this chūnji actually knew that he was from the future world. .

Chūn Ji smiled mysteriously, didn't answer his words, patted his clothes, straightened his waist, and said to the people behind him: "Okay, let the child come out quickly, I can't help it if I drag it on."

This time, Roger's willpower was exceptionally strong, and the needle of the chūnji also played a big role. Near noon, the child was finally born. There was no major accident. It was a little leopard with black fur. He didn't dare to move his hand. This was his and Roger's baby. Roger glanced at it in disgust. He turned his head and fell asleep.

The newly born little black panther hadn't opened his eyes yet, looking for the familiar smell, sticking tightly to Roger's side.

Roger hated Anbu, didn't like this child at all, and because he wasn't the female he hoped for, he was even more disgusted. He closed his eyes, turned over, and stayed away, so that he would be out of sight and not bothered. But as soon as he moved, the little black leopard came right after him.

An Luo came in with a bowl of warm rǔ juice. Unsurprisingly, he saw Roger pushing the new baby away again. He pretended not to see it and fed half a bowl of rǔ juice while wiping the new baby's mouth. With the white marks on the side, he smiled at Roger: "Look, the baby's appetite is so good, I ate a lot today."

Roger glanced at the baby who was still babbling, and said nothing.

An Luo continued his efforts, "Roger, the baby hasn't got a name yet, what name do you think it should be?"

Roger frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Just call it Moya."

Seeing that he looked a little tired, An Luo decided to stop today, "Roger, you will sleep again, I will bring the baby, no, it's time to call Moya, I will take Moya out to bask in the sun." Babies are not as delicate as female babies, and they cannot be exposed to the wind or the sun.

"An Luo, give me a hug." Roger heard the deliberately lowered voice in the yard.

Anbu squeezed the baby's little paws, all of which were translucent pink, kissed his black fluffy little ears, and said happily: "Baby, I am Daddy, I call Daddy."

An Sen was rubbing the hemp rope. Seeing his silly appearance, he smiled and said, "What do you think of a good thing, the baby was born only ten days ago, and her eyes haven't opened yet. Xi Ya is early, when she called her father for the first time. It's been over seven months."

Ambu's face darkened. For more than seven months, he didn't know if Roger would forgive him. Although the baby was born, the relationship between the two of them had not been eased. Instead, it had become more and more intense. Don't take a look, Roger is now weak after giving birth, Dr. Qing Qiao urged him not to make him angry at this time, so as not to fall into the root of the disease.

An Luo patted his shoulder, "Brother Anbu, take your time, you don't know yet, Roger just named the baby."

"Really? What's it called?" Ambu asked impatiently.

"Moya."

"Moya? What a good name."

Now that he and Roger both have Moya, Anbu tried to discuss with Zhu Xi a few times whether they could separate. He also knew that what he did was wrong. He was the one who promised Zhu Xi at the beginning, and now he is the one who said the separation. , At that time, he was desperate and didn't know what to do in his future life, so Zhu Xi proposed that the two should be together. He felt that it would be good to take care of Zhu Xi and raise Mallow's children.

"It's all my fault to get into this situation today, because I don't trust Roger too much. But Zhu Xi, we are separated now, you can still find a shòu partner who loves you, and I can continue to guard Roger. "

"But have you ever thought that Roger will leave one day after all?"

"I can't think about it anymore. Now that I see Moya and him, I can't wait to be by their side all the time."

"Then have you ever thought about me, Anbu, I've liked you since I was a child, don't you know that? You promised to be with me, but now you regret it. We just held a ceremony. Are you trying to kill me?" said At this point, Zhu Xi's tears have already fallen.

Seeing this, Anbu didn't dare to stimulate him again.

"Anbu, if you leave me, I will die, and take the child in my womb with me."

"Zhu Xi, what are you thinking about, you are a man, how can you say such a thing." Anbu brought the cooked food to him and said, "Let's not talk about this for the time being, you are the best The most important thing is to meditate on raising the fetus and have a healthy baby."

Anbu thought that Zhu Xi was just saying that. After all, the Zhu Xi he knew was always optimistic and firm. Who knew that two days later, Zhu Xi really committed suicide at home. Fortunately, Zhu Xi came to see him and found out in time, it was unsuccessful. There was an uproar in the news.

Zhu Xi locked himself in the room and saw no one. He only called by name and said that he wanted to see Roger. Roger had been resting for more than a month because of the dystocia. He had only reluctantly got off the bed in the past few days. He was used to being cold and cold. I didn't want to take care of Zhu Xi's affairs, so I couldn't bear Zhu Xi's begging.

Zhu Xi was still lying on the bed, with messy hair, disheveled clothes, and a high belly. As he spoke, he began to shed tears. At that moment, Roger seemed to see himself a few months ago, for a doomed man. The men who are together are so exhausted that they want to die or live, and they are not even better than a woman, which is really ugly. He just gave birth to a child, and the whole person has become not like himself. Did he come to this world to hook up with men? Thinking of this, Roger suddenly felt disgusted by this chaotic relationship.

When he came out of the house, Roger had made his final decision.

"Roger," Ambra said.

"That's it, Ambu." Avoiding people, this was Roger's first sentence.

His tone was so flat, so flat that Ambu knew that he wasn't joking or saying angry words, and he was pushed into the frozen river in winter, cooling down a little from his chest to his limbs.

"If you think that Moya is the child I gave you and you feel that you owe me something, then you don't have to, because Moya is not necessarily your child, have you ever thought that Moya was born full-term? Then he is Anson or An Luo's child, after all, he doesn't have many similarities with you." Moya has opened his eyes now, and he is the same dark green as him, so Roger dares to say that, who is it? child, he knows best.

Anbu's many attempts to save him all failed. Two months later, Zhu Xi gave birth to a young female, and Anbu named him Muya.

"Anbu..." When Zhu Xi woke up, he saw Anbu sitting beside her and hugging Little Muya.

"Don't worry, I didn't leave. I promised you to raise this child together until he held the ceremony." This was what he and Zhu Xi agreed before the ceremony.

Later, chūn Jizhen pointed out a clear road to Roger. There is a tunnel under the temple, which can lead directly to the forbidden area. The key to opening the mechanism lies in the black jade stone passed down from generation to generation by the patriarch, embedded in the starry sky map on the top of the temple. At the third planet, rotating from right to left, there will be a downward secret passage.

After more than a year of exploration, Roger has basically figured out the general direction and layout of the secret road. When An Sen and An Luo were out hunting, he also walked by himself. There should be a passage, but unfortunately it collapsed, and he couldn't enter the forbidden ground for the time being, but as long as he got there, it would be easy to say. Starting from the Leopard Clan, the Shòu people have to travel through the jungle to reach the forbidden area. If the weather permits, it will take twenty days at the earliest, and it only takes seventeen to eighteen days for him to pass through this secret passage to the forbidden area.

Roger checked the drawn picture carefully again, and a soft and tender voice called out beside his feet, "Dad..."

"What's the matter?" Roger saw his front paws raised, which meant he understood, but he didn't want to hold the child.

Mo Ya patted her belly, he was hungry, "Dad..."

"I'll give hot ròu soup." Roger got up and went to the kitchen, little Mo Ya followed behind.

Roger put the cold bowl of ròu soup on the ground, and Mo Ya lay down and drank it by herself.

Mo Ya is over a year old now, she doesn't act like a spoiled child, she has a round head and a round head. It is estimated that he still learned from Xia. Roger usually doesn't like to pay attention to this child. Except to ensure that he will not be hungry, he basically doesn't care about the rest. He is not as focused as Xia at that time. Take a bath and sleep.

An Sen and An Luo still like to coax and tease Moya when they are at home, but they are too busy. They don't have much time to stay at home for hunting and tribe affairs.

"Dad..." Mo Ya drank all the ròu soup obediently, stretched out her right paw, and licked the quivering oil bead.

"Go out and play by yourself, don't walk around me." Seeing that he wanted to follow him again, Roger became impatient, turned around and left.

Mo Ya was lying at the door, and seeing that her father never came out to call him in, she decided to go out for a walk by herself. My brother didn't know where to play.

"Moya, come here, come here."

He knew this person and often gave him delicious food, so Mo Ya jumped on it without hesitation.

Anbu laughed and hugged him, patted his head, and said, "Moya is good, ah... Uncle brought fresh fruit, we'll eat outside."

Moya stretched out her little tongue and licked his face. Seeing that he was not as unhappy as her father, she happily licked a few more mouths.

Anbu kissed him twice, and carried him to the back of a small hill in the rough plain. There was a large green-skinned watermelon the size of Moya's two heads, as well as a wooden bowl and a small spoon.Bu mashed the bright red watermelon pulp he took out in a wooden bowl, picked out the seeds, and fed them spoonfuls to the well-behaved baby sitting on his lap.

Few people fed him, Moya was not used to it at first, but after getting used to it, she got better. When she saw the spoon coming, she opened her mouth.

"Sweet?" Ambu asked with a smile.

Mo Ya nodded, her dark green eyes shining brightly.

"Moya, come and tell me, sweet, watermelon is very sweet, sweet..."

Moya held back for a long time before she spit out an incorrect pronunciation. Anbu didn't laugh at him, and corrected him patiently.

The father and son ate the watermelon and took a nap. Only then did Anbu reluctantly send the child to the door, watch him enter, and then leave.