Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Be careful, I'll beat you up!" he threatened.

"Oh, it's been a while since we last met, and your temper has gotten worse?" Gong Cheng didn't know the relationship between An Zhiyi and An Jiuyue yet, so he only regarded him as Fu Ming's sworn brother.

He reached out and wanted to put his hand on An Zhiyi's shoulder.

But before he could move, he was interrupted by two small figures.

"Uncle, uncle, you're back. Is it fun there?" Qian Yizheng heard An Zhiyi's voice and rushed out of the tent.

Qian Wanwan also came out, and the two of them ran towards An Zhiyi.

"Huayan is so beautiful, where are the fun places? When you return to Daqing, uncle will take you to a place with mountains, water and flowers, okay?"

An Zhiyi held a baby in one hand and spoke to them with a smile.

"Uncle...uncle?"

Gong Cheng looked at An Zhiyi holding the two children and was stunned.

What uncle? Why did he go out for a short time and the weather here changed? Since when did the two little guys have an uncle? Is it someone he knows?

Could it be that the second sister-in-law and An Zhiyi recognized their relationship?

But isn’t it too quick to recognize this godfather?

It's only been a few days, but they already recognized each other, and the two little guys even called their uncle? Do you want it to be that fast? !

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask An Zhiyi when he would marry her. Then, he saw An Zhiyi's disgusted eyes and glanced at him.

"Get out of here, I'm not a nephew as big as you!"

Gong Cheng: "..."

He is not such a young uncle. How could this man be like this? He still looks so difficult to bully.

I really don't know what's going on with the third brother. He has to recognize such a younger brother and bully him by making a sworn brother. It gives him a huge headache.

"Hey, Uncle Gong Cheng, you're back, you're so embarrassed." Qian Yirong looked at Gong Cheng and said.

Miyagi: "!"

His face would have stopped staining a month ago, okay?

There is no need to lift the pot. Not only did his face suffer, but he also had to be told by the two little guys, why did the second brother not care about his children?

"Zhengerrong'er, let's ignore him. Uncle brought you some fruit. It tastes pretty good. Let's go into the camp and eat it." An Zhiyi stopped looking at Gong Cheng and left with the two little ones.

Gong Cheng behind him: "..."

Why is he so miserable when he comes back this time? Who has he provoked?

"Gong Cheng, are you back?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, it was Fu Ming coming over.

"Third brother, where have you been?"

Seeing Fu Ming, Gong Cheng's face was full of grievances. He was bullied by a shabby kid like An Zhiyi.

"Lan Zhiyi bullied me again, take revenge on me."

Hearing this, Fu Ming looked at him speechlessly, sighed and shook his head.

"Zhiyi's surname is no longer Lan, but An."

"What?"

Gong Cheng was shocked and almost jumped.

"That guy worked so hard. Didn't he just recognize his god-sister? He even changed his last name? Why didn't you persuade him?"

Fu Ming raised his hand and hit Gong Cheng hard on the head.

"Are you stupid?"

"What's the meaning?"

Gong Cheng touched the place where he was knocked and looked at him in confusion.

"You mean, he doesn't recognize her as a prostitute?"

An Zhiyi has been looking for his sister. Not only the third brother knows this, but he also knows it. Could it be that the sister he is looking for is An Jiuyue?