"Hehe, hehe..."

"Why are you giggling so hard?"

Qing Yiyi sat sideways in front of the desk, holding her chin with one hand, looking at her son with a speechless expression as she giggled non-stop from just now: "Have you damaged your brain after going out?"

"No, no, how is it possible?"

Hei Yang waved his hands with a bright smile, lay on the bed with his head up, stretched out with a contented look on his face, and closed his eyes lazily.

"Ah, no matter how nice it is outside, it's not as good as home. The bed at home is still more comfortable!"

"Go, go, let's go."

Mom looked at Hei Yang with a look of disgust: "This is your father's and me's bed. Go back and lie down in your room...

I just laid the quilt on you yesterday, and I came back today, and I came back in the middle of the night without even notifying you in advance."

"Didn't I say that more than a month ago?"

"What I want from your mother is a detailed notification, accurate to the time of day!"

"I know, I know, there's nothing I can do about it, it's so easy to get home!"

Hei Yang rolled around on his parents' bed, smiling happily: "I've been away from home for nearly a year, a year, and I miss you so much!"

"Yes, yes, mom misses you too."

Qing Yiyi sighed: "You are so old and still as childish as a little kid. You are a man who is about to start a family. You can't be so attached to your family. There is no harm in going out to see more of the world and face you."
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"Oh, I've seen everything in the world, but that's really it!"

Hei Yang waved his hand indifferently, then suddenly turned to look at his mother, with an embarrassed smile on his face: "But starting a family is possible!"

"Oh ho?"

Qing Yiyi raised her eyebrows, stared at her feet, and slid to the bedside while sitting on the chair, her eyes shining brightly.

"Have you finally enlightened? What should I say? How should I say? It's Xiaoli, right? It must be Xiaoli, right? What have you two done this year? How far has it progressed?"

"Uh, mom, don't be so excited all of a sudden..."

"Don't worry about that, tell me, tell me, my dear son, tell me!"

"Ah this..."

"..."

"Woo woo woo, woo woo woo..."

"Okay, okay, stop crying, there's no point in crying all the time!"

Lan Yuying looked helplessly as her daughter lay crying in her arms, while gently patting her back with her hands.

"Mom, I remember you didn't like crying very much before. Why did you go out for a trip and Xiaoli turned into a crybaby when you came back?"

"I didn't!"

Hongli said aggrievedly: "I was so happy at home before, but after I went out, many things bullied me, and there were pitfalls everywhere, woo woo woo..."

"Tell me why you bullied Xiaoli?"

Lan Yuying whispered softly: "Are you having a conflict with your fellow seniors?"

"No, they are all very nice and friendly to me..."

"Is that because the elders of the sect are making things difficult for you and are you deliberately targeting it?"

"Well, no, the elders are also very good, except for not letting me go home..."

"Then why did Xiaoli say she was bullied?"

Lan Yuying wondered: "Isn't this all good?"

"That's it..."

Hongli beeped softly: "There are just a lot of things that don't go well with you!"

"This is normal!"

Lan Yuying smiled: "Everyone will encounter unpleasant things when they live in the world. We must learn to face them positively... If it really doesn't work, it's okay to escape!"

"But..."

"Can you tell mom about all the unhappiness?"

"Well..."

Hongli buried her head in her mother's arms and whispered: "Mom, do you still remember the little fire I told you in the letter?"

"Of course I remember. Mom is looking forward to seeing her grandson!"

Lan Yuying smiled and suddenly showed a worried expression: "What? Did something happen to Xiaohuo?"

"No, Xiao Huo is fine. I'll bring her over for you to see her later..."

The corners of Hongli's mouth were slightly raised, thinking of happy things, her mood improved a lot.

In fact, her mood now is always as bright as a little flower, and her whimpering and crying are somewhat theatrical, but she can't squeeze out too many tears.

But she finally came back and finally saw her mother again. Can't she pour out her bitterness in her mother's arms...

When I go out, I report good news but not bad news. When I get home, I take two steps and say, "Mom, my feet hurt." Ahem...

In short, Hongli just wants to tell her mother about the injustice she suffered outside!

"Well, didn't Xiaohuo call me mom? I raised her since she was a child and now..."

Hongli whispered: "Although Xiaoli Flamingo is stronger than a human cub, and Xiaohuo is very well-behaved, and I have been lazy and irresponsible, but... raising children is really tiring!"

"You!"

Lan Yuying laughed and scolded, and patted her daughter gently: "Do you know how tired mom is now?"

"I know, I know..."

Hongli curled her lips: "Also, I'm grown up, mom, don't hit me every time!"

"When you grow up, do you want to throw yourself into your mother's arms?"

Lan Yuying smiled and comforted: "It's okay. When you bring Xiao Huo over, mother will teach you how to take care of children!"

"Well, can you not learn it..."

"Huh?"

"Ahem, that, and..."

Hongli changed the subject guiltily: "And... I miss home!"

"Isn't this home now!"

"The sect has a lot of rules, and we won't let you leave the mountain at the beginning!"

"You can go anywhere you want in our house!"

"Also, and, oh yes, my parents were not around during my birthday!"

"There's nothing you can do about it, but if you're still at home on your eighteenth birthday, your parents will celebrate it with you!"

"In addition..."

Hongli paused and whispered: "Besides, I also learned to cook by myself!"

"Oh?"

Lan Yuying was really surprised this time. She asked curiously: "Xiaoli has made great progress! How are you doing?"

"Well..."

Hong Li said embarrassedly: "Except for the last time, everything else was a mess and the lid of the pot blew off..."

"Pfft hahaha!"

Lan Yuying couldn't help laughing: "You are indeed my Xiaoli, hahaha..."

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"Hey, mom, don't laugh!"

"Okay, stop laughing."

The corners of Lan Yuying's mouth raised crazily, and she patted Hongli gently: "It doesn't matter if you don't know. Mom can teach you step by step, as long as you want to learn."

"Well..."

Hongli nodded slightly, paused, and then complained decisively: "Also, Hei Yang also bullied me. I want to tell Aunt..."

"Okay, okay."

A smile flashed in Lan Yuying's eyes: "Then Xiaoli will stop playing with Xiaoyang, okay?"

"!!!"
To be continued...