Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 619 - 619 When Was I Self-Abasing?

619 When Was I Self-Abasing?

Qian Yirong looked at him and said.

Gong Cheng was shocked.

He really did not think about that! Really!

He really wanted to bring the two children out to look around. With Warrior-Servant One and Warrior-Servant Two around, nothing would happen to them. Besides, Yan Qin and the others would be around when they arrived at the swamp.

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Also, was he being vague, or were the two children too precocious?

How could they criticize him for something he had never even considered doing?

“Are you really not coming with me? Cultivating in the camp is very boring.” He asked them again, unwilling to give up. He wanted to build a good relationship with the two children.

He realized his mistake after thinking about it for many days.

The two kids verbally attacked him when they saw him because of what happened the previous time. He intended to make amends as much as he could.

Honestly, An Jiuyue was not bad either. At least her culinary skills were not bad. Moreover, she could refine medicinal pills now. She was barely compatible with his second brother.

Most importantly, it was useless even if he said he was not worthy.

They all three treated his words as farts. What could he possibly do about this? He had no choice but to accept it, right?

“Is it really boring?” Qian Yizheng blinked his cute eyes and looked at Gong Cheng.

Although Qian Yirong did not say anything, he looked at him sympathetically.

“That’s right, that’s right. It’s really boring. I know that very well.” Gong Cheng nodded immediately. He even dragged himself out as an example to convey his boredom.

Cultivation was a very boring activity. Who would disagree?

Everyone merely forced themselves to cultivate continuously, despite how boring it was, to improve.

If everyone could quiet their hearts and cultivate at all times, they would have long since advanced to a higher level.

That was what he really thought.

“No wonder.” Qian Yirong’s gaze became even more sympathetic.

“Uncle Gong, I finally understand how you feel. Feeling out of place around others must be extremely uncomfortable, right?”

“Huh?” Gong Cheng did not understand what he meant.

What do you mean by “out of place”? I just said that cultivation is boring. Is there a need for that?

Also, what’s with that look of infinite sympathy? I’m an adult. Do I need the sympathy and pity of two brats?

“Second Brother, how can you say that? It’s already good enough that Uncle Gong can find such a credible reason for his inattentiveness. We can’t add insult to injury,” Qian Yizheng said to his younger brother and took a step forward.

Standing on tiptoe, he grabbed Gong Cheng’s wrist.

“Uncle Gong, you don’t have to be self-abasing. It’s not your fault that you can’t cultivate well. It’s just that others are too powerful. As long as you work harder, you’ll definitely be able to surpass them.

“Actually, Second Brother is right. You’re wrong to find excuses for not working hard. You’re really wrong.

“However, if you think this will make you feel better, you can continue thinking that way. Cultivation is actually very boring.”

Gong Cheng was shocked.

When was I self-abasing? Isn’t cultivation really boring? I’m telling the truth!

“No, you… When did I say…”