Dragon Ball: Get Bulma at the start!

The two of them were beaten to a pulp.

That evening, Shengze returned home with his wounded body.

"Goku? What happened to you? Who beat you up like this?" Bulma asked with concern.

"Oh, no one, just our baby son."

"Ah?" Bulma was stunned.

"Don't get me wrong. You know, as a father, I have an obligation to teach Gohan. Seeing that my son, who has been trained little by little, can now hurt me even when I take some defensive measures, I feel very relieved.

My son is already strong enough to stand on his own. The only shortcoming is that he is still young and mentally immature."

"You, you only care about Gohan all day long and don't care about your own body. I don't see you care so much about me, your wife." Bulma's tone was mixed with blame and jealousy, but there was no negative emotion such as anger.

"Oh, after all, he is our son. He is the only important one in my heart."

"Huh? Why is it the only one?"

"Because you are the only one! Always."

"Huh, you only know how to be smooth-talking."

"No way, my dear wife"

"In that case, then you should hand in the public grain you have saved for so many days today." Bulma said and went back to the house first.

"Alas, it's really a helpless situation when you reach middle age..." Shengze, who was sitting alone on the sofa, had a desolate face, and then walked into the house with a determined look, like a warrior who was ready to die.

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The next morning, Shengze looked at Bulma, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. She looked ruddy and had a smile on her lips, like a happy little woman who had finally seen rain after a long drought.

After watching for a while, Shengze walked out of the bedroom with one hand on his waist and the other hand on the wall. "Alas, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deadly it is! Although it's tiring, it's worth it!"

At this time, Gohan's voice came, "Odou-san, are you injured?"

"It's okay, this is the sequelae of the fight with your mother, just eat some Senzu beans later. By the way, why are you here? Are you here to fight me again? If that's the case, you'd better leave quickly, after all, you can see that I'm injured today."

"But Odou-san, this is also my home! I just want to see you and mom..."

"Ah? Hug a little, hug a little, dad forgot."

"..."

It's true that if you are not from the same family, you can't enter the same door. A young son beat up his old father, and then the old father asked his son why he came to his house and said something against the will of heaven that asked him to leave quickly.

Feeling guilty, Shengze quickly invited his son into the house.

"Son, please have some tea... No, son, you have some tea."

"Yeah, thank you, Oudou-san. Oudou-san, you sit down too."

"Okay, thank you, son." Hearing this, Shengze sat down straight.

Huh? Something seems a little wrong. Am I not his father? Why do you act like a son? Thinking of this, Shengze's body instantly went limp, and he assumed the posture of Ge You lying down.

"Gohan"

"What's wrong? Odou-san"

"I'm glad you can come back to see me and your mom, but remember, don't come back at night. Your mom is a light sleeper and can be easily woken up. If she wakes up, she will definitely drag dad to fight, just like last night, understand?"

"Yeah, wakadaya."

"Good boy! In that case, you go back first, your mom and I have something to discuss."

"But Odou-san, I'm already home"

"Hmm? Sorry, dad is wrong, dad said you can go to your uncle Piccolo." Shengze didn't go to see Gohan after he finished speaking, but lowered his head and pondered something.

The original Sun Wukong was trained in hell to become a Super Saiyan 3, but Mr. Bird didn't explain in detail how he trained, what should he do! Shengze was troubled, "Oh, right, Gohan," but he didn't get a response for a long time, "Gohan?" Shengze looked up in the direction of Gohan after he finished speaking, but found that Gohan had left long ago.

"I forgot I asked him to leave just now. Sigh, I think I'm really old..." After saying that, he actually stood up and imitated the old man with his hands behind his back, limping a few steps.

Bulma, who had just come out of the bedroom, saw all this and wondered if she had asked for too much last night? It was too much for Goku. Forget it, I'll go to the street to buy some supplements later.

Come back.

After they finished breakfast, Bulma said she was going out.

"Where to? I'll go with you."

"Okay... forget it, you stay home and I'll go by myself." It was a close call, I almost couldn't help but agree, I really had no resistance to Goku.

Shengze was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much, after all, everyone has their own private affairs.

Then, with Shengze's eyes on, Bulma drove away.

In the car, Bulma looked at the empty passenger seat and sighed. No matter what she went out for these days, Goku accompanied her. But for Goku's health and for her future happiness, she had to go alone.

Bulma knew very well that all men in the world were the same, and Goku was probably no exception. If she told him directly, "You can't do it, can't you?" or "I'll go buy you some supplements," he would definitely refuse and say the classic saying, "I can't do it? Who are you looking down on?"

It must be said that Bulma thought very carefully. If she told Shengze directly, with Shengze's character, he would definitely refute on the spot and even drag Bulma to fight another 300 rounds to prove himself.

About two and a half hours later, Bulma drove back. Because the purpose was very clear, she bought everything back quickly.

They were staple foods: deer antlers, tiger bones, seahorses, etc.; supplementary foods: wolfberries and ingredients: tiger blood and deer blood, which added up to two large bags. Bulma felt that she might never forget the shocked and fearful look of the clerk when she checked out.

"Wife, you are back. What did you buy?" Shengze, who heard the noise, walked out of the house and asked as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Of course it's good stuff, I'll make it for you at noon."

"Really? Thank you, my wife, I love you, mua~" Shengze kissed Bulma hard, then stretched out his hand to take the bag from her hand, "Wife, let me help you get it"

"No, no" Bulma quickly took a step back, what a joke, if he saw it in advance, wouldn't her efforts be in vain? "I can do it myself, you just go back to the room and wait for it to eat" After saying that, he walked into the kitchen with two large bags of good things.

"Mysterious" Shengze said and didn't ask any more questions, went back to the room to continue thinking about how to transform into Super Saiyan 3.

Anyway, you will know it at lunch, why ask so many questions, not asking can leave suspense and arouse readers' interest in reading. This is what Shengze thought in his heart, not the author.

When you are obsessed with something and ignore time, you will find that time passes very quickly.

For example, Shengze, he felt that it was not long after, and he heard Bulma calling him to eat.

Shengze came back to his senses and found that his stomach had been protesting since some time, protesting why he hadn't eaten yet.

"Come on, come on," Shengze said, and he flashed to the dining table, but found that there was nothing on the table except a pot of blood-red soup.

"Isn't this the good stuff you said?" Shengze scooped it up with a spoon, "Bones? Goji berries? And what is this, the horn of something???"

"Those are tiger bones and deer antlers, idiot. They are all carefully selected by me. Come on and try them. I boiled them for more than two hours."

"Why did you buy these? I used..." Shengze was interrupted by Bulma before he finished speaking, "Okay, don't I know you? Besides, there's no one else here, drink it quickly."

So Shengze could only drink three bowls with tears in his eyes, and suddenly a warm current surged into his heart, "Oh my god, I'm bleeding from the nose..."

It seems that he has taken too much tonic.