Wang Yi looked at his seven baby girls. They were all clenching their tiny fists and wailing, each one louder than the next, looking quite healthy.
Li Longyu recovered remarkably fast and was soon able to get out of bed. Dressed in light clothing, she gazed lovingly at her seven babies and said, "My love, their names are Wang Xiaochai, Wang Xiaomi, Wang Xiaoyou, Wang Xiaoyan, Wang Xiaojia, Wang Xiaocu, and Wang Xiaocha!"
Wang Yi burst out laughing. "My daughters' names... are they really that casual?"
In truth, Wang Yi could see the character information for his seven little treasures. They possessed extraordinary talents and were born with innate life skills, their abilities perfectly matching their names: gathering firewood, growing rice, refining oil, making salt, creating sauce, brewing vinegar, and picking tea.
Wang Yi could already tell that when the Seven Xiaobao grew up, they might not be suited for combat, but they would undoubtedly be masters of various life skills.
