Looking at the few eggs soaked in some kind of yellow liquid in the small iron pot, Zhou Dagua covered her mouth and nose, and looked at her son in shock: "Potato, you won't tell your dad..."

"That's right, the eggs you and my mom eat every morning are cooked in my boy's urine."

Zhou Wei sighed: "Dad, you don't know... In order to help you replenish your nutrition, I have to get up before five o'clock every day, and leave the most precious morning urine for you and your mother. In order not to be discovered by you, I have to tiptoe and act carefully, and I have to accurately control the amount of urine every time."

"It's not that I'm boasting, Dad. Now my control over urine volume is superb. It's a matter of pounds to get a few pounds. It can be said to be a 'god's hand-spraying'!"

"vomit!"

Zhou Dagua ran to the outside of the Guardian's hut and vomited continuously. It took a long time to come back with a heavy breath. Zhou Wei said angrily, "You dead child, I won't beat you to death..."

What kind of son is this? Poor parents have raised you, you are so kind to you, you are so good. You pee on your parents' boiled eggs every morning. You are not moral or not!

Zhou Dagua's big hand, like a palm-leaf fan, was about to fall to Zhou Wei's butt.

Such a naughty child must be taught a hard lesson, but it will be against him!

"Dad, you should actually think about a question before slapping me. After five years of being a wheat field guardian, you have always been a level 3 guardian. Why did you suddenly break through to level 5 in a short period of time? Don't you feel strange?"

Zhou Wei sat on the worker's bed in the Guardian's Lodge, looking at the furious cheap dad, calmly and authentic.

"Um?"

Zhou Dagua frowned, stopped her hand in mid-air, and fell into deep thought.

The ancient wheat field guardians also had professional skills based on "food fit". Otherwise, they would not be able to protect the wheat field a thousand years ago and became a person as respected as chefs, food hunters, and food poets. But in modern times, the high development of technology determines that this profession only needs enough strength and spiritual tolerance to protect the wheat field with various modern equipment.

Although the entry threshold has been lowered and it has almost become a brick-moving profession, the wheat field guardians above level three still have to meet certain physical conditions. Although Zhou Dagua's bloodline is noble, she cannot go further when she reaches level three. She has been trapped at this level for two years.

In the past year, his various physical indicators have made rapid progress as if he was injected with chicken blood, and he actually met the requirements of a level 5 guardian. Lao Zhou thought that he had ushered in the third period of puberty and showed off his colleagues all day long. Now, I think about it, is it related to his son's boy urine?

"You little brat, is your urine..."

Zhou Dagua slowly lowered her hands, her eyes lit up, and she quietly looked at her son's little Queque.

Old Zhou is poor... If his son's urine is so magical, would it still be a problem for the villa speed club model?

Zhou Dagua seemed to see a golden way to make money.

"Potato, are you thirsty?"

Zhou Dagua believes that her son should hurry up and replenish more water.

What kind of dad am I?

Zhou Wei couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Dad, can we put the money-making matter aside first? Don't you feel that something is wrong, such as when you were in the hospital?"

"What's wrong? You silly son, since your boy's urine has such magical effects, you have to hurry up and make the most of it!"

Zhou Dagua said: "There are some things that boys say, first of all, they must be boys, and secondly, they cannot be over five years old. Are you almost three years old? There is not much time left for us..."

"Dad, you disappointed me so much."

Zhou Wei shook her head disgustedly: "Why don't you think about it? My boy urine has such effects. It can quickly improve your physical fitness, make your mother's skin pink and tender, and become younger and more beautiful every day. How bad can my saliva be? With your son's quality, the initial screening result has only received an e-rated evaluation?"

"Also, how are the nurses and ladies who lined up to ask your son to urinate now? They all got hit and had their strings on them? You, think carefully?"

Zhou Dagua was stunned: "Damn! Potato, you mean..."

Zhou Wei stretched out his thumb: "Dad, you finally figured it out."

"I understand. I must find a way to get you to perform the second screening. If it really doesn't work, I will be shameless and ask my family to ask for it. With the Zhou family's ability, it's still okay to arrange for you to participate in the second screening."

Zhou Dagua said happily: "My son is a genius! Silly boy, why didn't you say it earlier? It made your mother and I still worry about your admission to the school. What are you thinking?"

Zhou Wei sighed: "Dad, I just praised you as a sensible person, why are you confused again?"

"You don't think about it. The hospital where I was born was under Taotie Group. Why did the doctors and nurses who found me 'different' violate the laws of the Chinese Food Country and press my initial screening results to level e?"

"Also, after they drank my boy's urine, they were washed out of blood vessels and lost their memory. Will the Taotie Group investigate?"

"There is the most important point. How awesome is your son, so that the Taotie Group can be willing to violate national laws? You are now just a wheat field guardian, and your mother is just an ordinary takeaway worker. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the bottom of society, right?"

"Dad, do you think if my secret is exposed, will you and mom be sure to protect me?"

Zhou Wei said in a deep voice: "A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure! I even worry that it will implicate you and your mother. So, before I really become strong, this secret must be kept."

Damn, this is still my son? I'm a child who is less than three years old, why do you think he's like a conspirator?

Zhou Wei's words made Zhou Dagua feel cold on her back, and she felt even more scared in her heart. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that what her son said made sense.

"Potato, what do you think you should do?"

Zhou Dagua said unwillingly: "You had the opportunity to enter key kindergartens and schools, but my dad was unwilling to accept it..."

"Don't worry. Your son is not a fool. Although I don't know what the Taotie Group is doing now, they are sneaky and it is definitely not a good way to go. Sooner or later, I will find my head."

Zhou Wei smiled faintly: "But it is difficult for them to have a chance. I believe that by that day, I already have the ability to protect myself."

"Dad, now you help me meet someone and tell him that I want to meet him and have a secret conversation..."

"who?"

Zhou Dagua looked at the small body sitting on the work bed, and suddenly felt a strange feeling of looking up at Gao Yue, and she was subconsciously dominated by Zhou Wei.

"The copper pot Xu Qiye from Dongshi Factory."

Zhou Wei smiled faintly and said, "In order to break through to the trainee chef, this person actually fought seven times a day and night, repeatedly defeated and fought repeatedly. It shows that his mind is persevering and he must have great ambitions!"

"He is just a 'copper pot'. He is the most suitable person for me."

"I'm sure he can use it for me!"

Zhou Dagua: "..."

He is less than three years old!
Chapter completed!