Zhou Fan looked at the three little boys with panic on his face, and a feeling of guilt appeared in his heart, but he was suspicious by nature and couldn't help but wonder, could this be a conspiracy?

Even though these three little boys came out of his belly, it was difficult for him to develop so-called family affection for these three little boys when he thought of the strange fruit with bad luck.

"You misunderstood, I don't want you." Zhou Fan tried to say in a gentle tone: "It's just that I'm a man, how could it be your mother?"

"But the one who gave birth to us was my mother. Shouldn't we be called my mother?" said the little boy with dark blue water hair.

Zhou Fan: “…”

"If you don't call me Mother, what should I call it?" asked the pale mist-haired little boy.

"You can call me my dad." Zhou Fan said, he was testing these three little guys. He might be joking about his mother, but he asked them to call him his dad. If these three little guys were not new creatures, but had their own origins, they would not have called me like this.

"Dad?" said the little boy with pale mist hair: "Did Dad mean my father?"

Zhou Fan was speechless for a while. Has this really absorbed his knowledge? His knowledge does contain the words of his father, but this should be unpopular, and it is not as much used as the word "father".

"Yes." Zhou Fan nodded.

"Sir, Father." The little boy with pale misty hair and dark blue water hair changed his mouth.

"Why didn't he speak?" Zhou Fan asked, pointing at the little boy with a dark and shiny look.

The little boy with dark hair pointed at his mouth and waved his hand quickly.

"Don't you know, my father?" The little boy with a pale mist hair said in surprise: "He can't speak, otherwise something big will happen."

"What big thing will happen?" Zhou Fan asked.

"This is not clear, it feels like this is what we tell us." said the little boy from dark blue water-haired: "He can't speak, otherwise he would hurt his father, and that would be bad."

"By the way, my name is Zhou Fan." Zhou Fan said: "What are your names?"

"Sir, we have just been born by you, how can we have names?" said the little boy from dark blue water-haired.

"Sir, you haven't given us a name yet?" said the little boy with pale mist hair.

The three little boys all looked at Zhou Fan with anticipation.

Zhou Fan had a strange feeling, maybe they were really new creatures, but he didn't understand why he gave birth to three little guys after eating a fruit.

"Let's name, you stand up first." Zhou Fan then realized that the three little boys were still kneeling on one knee and hurriedly said.

All three little boys stood up, wearing short vests and shorts that matched their hair color.

Zhou Fan thought for a while and said helplessly: "Whatever you like, you can actually do it."

"That won't work. My father must give us the name." The little boy with a pale mist hair said with a serious look on his face.

The other two little boys also nodded quickly.

I am a difficult household with naming... Zhou Fan silently complained about himself, and it was really difficult to ask him to come up with three nice names at once. He thought hard for a while and said, "Why don't I give you three nicknames first, and think about them slowly in the future."

"What is our nickname?" the little boy from Dark Blue Water-Fe asked anxiously.

"Your name is Xiaolan." Zhou Fan pointed to the little boy with deep blue water hair and looked at the little boy with pale foggy hair again, "Your name is Xiaobai."

"Your name is Xiao Hei." Zhou Fan said to the dark little boy. He suddenly thought that Mo Mo was almost named Xiao Hei by him.

It would be difficult for me to name a nickname... Zhou Fan thought proudly.

"I am Zhou Xiaobai." The pale and misty little boy smiled faintly, "Thank you for your name, Lord Father."

"I am Zhou Xiaolan." The young boy with dark blue water hair also showed a happy smile, "Thank you, my father."

The little boy with dark hair grinned. He couldn't speak, but was equally happy to have a name.

As for it, he was so happy with his nickname... Zhou Fan felt a little incredible, and he talked to the three little boys for another time, but he couldn't get any useful information.

"Why do you believe me so much?" Zhou Fan simply asked directly.

The three little boys all showed confusion. Zhou Xiaobai said: "Why did my father say such strange things? We were born by my father. My father is the person we trust most in this world. If we don't believe in my father, who should we believe?"

Zhou Fan was suffocated by Zhou Xiaobai's righteousness, and he paused and said, "Do you still have an impression of what happened before I was born?"

"I mean do you know how you were born?"

The three little boys shook their heads in a daze.

"I don't want to hide it from you either." Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Actually, in order to save Mengmeng, I swallowed a fruit that was said to be brought to bad luck, and I had you three."

"Who is Mengmeng?" Zhou Xiaolan asked.

"Mengmeng is my third daughter." Zhou Fan said with a smile when he thought of Mengmeng, who could walk but could not speak.

"My father's three daughters are our third sisters." Zhou Xiaobai said: "Then I understand."

"What do you understand?" Zhou Fan asked.

"We were born because my father swallowed a fruit that was said to bring bad luck to save his third sister. Then our birth was full of meaning." Zhou Xiaobai said happily.

The brain circuits of these three little guys seemed a little different... Zhou Fan thought helplessly, and he asked: "Do you have any impression of that fruit?"

"No." Zhou Xiaolan and Zhou Xiaobai responded in unison, and Zhou Xiaohei nodded as well.

Zhou Fan looked at the sincere expression on their faces, not as if he was lying. He hesitated and said, "Do you know that you are different from ordinary human children?"

"Yes." Zhou Xiaolan tilted his head and looked at Zhou Fan and said, "It seems that ordinary human children are not as good as us who can speak at the beginning, right?"

"Not just that, you can not only speak, but also have a certain amount of knowledge and wisdom like some children aged seven or eight." Zhou Fan nodded and said, "Then where do you know this knowledge comes from?"

Zhou Xiaobai scratched his pale aerosol short hair, and he hesitated: "We have consciousness in our father's belly, and our knowledge should be taken from our father."

"Yes." A trace of uneasiness flashed across Zhou Xiaolan's face, "My father, my knowledge tells me that we seem to be called freaks among humans, right?"

"It turns out that my father is worried about this problem. So are we causing trouble for my father?" Zhou Xiaobai said.

Zhou Xiaohei also looked at Zhou Fan with concern.
Chapter completed!