So lazy, how can you become a fairy

"Hey hey hey hey..."

Holding the fluttering red glass with one hand, Hei Yang quickly came to the side of the mothers and braked tightly.

"Well, you shouldn't be too late, right?"

Hei Yang peeked at his mother with some fear, scratched his head with a smile and asked, "Everyone is so early, ah ha ha ha..."

Qing Yiyi and the others: "Look!"

"Ah, why this look, ahahaha..."

The corner of Heiyang's mouth twitched slightly, and he forced himself to release the red glass he was holding with a sneer.

At this time, the latter still looked like a ghost, with a sluggish complexion, and the clothes on his body were fairly neat, but his hair seemed a lot messy.

"Why do we have this look, and I still use my mother to tell you?"

After a moment of astonishment, Qing Yiyi came back to her senses, snorted softly, glared at Heiyang and said, "I asked if I was late for too long, is it right to be late!"

"Ah, no, no, ahahaha..."

Heiyang laughed and waved his hands again and again, being forced by his mother to step back.

In Xiaohuo's eyes, his father, Heiyang, is nearly 1.8 meters tall, but in front of his grandmother, who is about 1.6 meters and five meters tall, he looks very thin and small, and he looks like he dare not show his grandeur.

"Ah this..."

A little confusion flashed in Xiaohuo's eyes.

Does Dad need to be so afraid of Grandma?
Mingming's grandma is very gentle, has a good temper, smiles all day long, and is super super nice to her granddaughter, not scary at all, okay?
Xiaohuo doesn't quite understand. (Heiyang: Ah yes, deal with it!)

Hei Yang can only say that the mother in his eyes and the grandma in front of Xiao Huo are simply too different!

"No? If not, what is it?"

Qing Yiyi pressed on step by step, slightly raised her head to look at her son Xiao Pan's face, her eyes sparkled brightly.

"Ah, yes, yes, what is it..."

Beads of sweat oozed from Heiyang's forehead, and his mind went blank.

Now he was cornered, watching his mother tiptoe slightly, staring into his eyes.

"Say, let me ask you, is it right to be late?"

Qing Yiyi's voice was flat, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"No, no, no, not at all!"

Heiyang's hair stood on end, and he waved his hands in panic.

"What's wrong? Huh?"

Qing Yiyi narrowed her eyes slightly.

"You mean, Mom, what I said is wrong?"

"Ah, no no!"

The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched: "How is it possible?!"

"Then tell the whole story, what's wrong!"

Qing Yiyi snorted softly, folded her arms and turned her head away.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

Heiyang breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and lowered his head to conduct self-reflection.

"First of all, it's wrong to be late. It's a sign of not having the correct concept of time. Obviously, it's already afternoon, but I still..."

Hei Yang looked like he was reciting the text, the more he spoke, the more fluent his words became, the more sincere his feelings, and the more sincere his tone.

"Well, well, it's like this, that's right, the comprehension is not bad..."

Qing Yiyi half-closed her eyes, hummed softly and nodded slightly.

"Second, I didn't notify you before I couldn't arrive in time, but tried to go..."

Hei Yang continued to mutter: "And the third one, as the pillar of the family, half of the responsibility of a family, you must always take responsibility and help each other, you can't..."

"Uh, uh, yes, that's right..."

"Uh……"

Lan Yuying on the side looked at her girlfriend training her son-in-law, couldn't help but shook her head with a helpless smile, then turned to look at her daughter.

But seeing her daughter's standby state, Lan Yuying's eyes flashed a little doubt.

"Little Li?"

Lan Yuying walked over slowly, and complained half-jokingly: "I haven't slept enough at this point, look at your confusion..."

"Ah? Ah..."

Hongli turned her head slightly, and when she saw her mother, she suddenly nodded.

"Ah, mom, you are here, good morning..."

Lan Yuying: "???"

Several question marks popped out of Lan Yuying's head.

"What's the matter, kid, can you lose your soul after sleeping?"

Lan Yuying stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Hongli.

"Xiao Li, what is it, is it three, is it four, or is it five?"

"Huh?"

Hong Li looked at Lan Yuying's two fingers in a daze, froze for a moment, and smiled brightly: "It's one, hahaha..."

Lan Yuying: "..."

"Oh, little glass!"

On the one hand, Heiyang managed to stabilize his mother, and seeing that he was being tortured by his mother-in-law in a state of distraction, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Here I come! Give me 5 minutes!"

Heiyang came to Hongli Lanyuying's side in one stride.

"what?"

Lan Yuying turned to look at her son-in-law suspiciously.

"Ahem, really, just 5 minutes!"

Heiyang smiled awkwardly, without explaining much, stretched out five fingers to gesture towards Lan Yuying, and then came to Hongli's side.

"Come on, Xiaoli, raise your arms..."

Heiyang gently and softly helped Hongli to continue tidying up the clothes. Although the outside was wrapped tightly, some untidy and beautiful folds still needed to be tidied up. Other than that...

Heiyang helped Hongli tidy up her clothes, then turned around and moved behind her, took out a small comb and began to quickly and skillfully comb her messy hair and tie it up.

Then he took out the handkerchief from nowhere, and rubbed the condensed spiritual power into the water on Hongli's little face.

"Ah woo woo..."

Hongli let out a grunt of unknown meaning.

But the next moment, Heiyang took out another dry towel and wiped the other person's face dry, revealing a fresh face.

"Well, yes, and this..."

Heiyang paused for a moment, then took out a small sponge, patted Hongli's face lightly, took it back, took out a small mirror, put his head next to the other's head, and illuminated their faces.

One is still dazed, and the other is smiling brightly.

"Okay, now you look energetic!"

Hei Yang looked at the well-matched couple in the mirror, nodded in satisfaction, and took the mirror back.

Heiyang turned his head, smiled and looked at the mothers on the side.

"5 minutes, come on, ah, wait..."

Heiyang didn't finish his sentence, he was stunned for a moment, coughed lightly, took out a handkerchief to cover it up, turned his head and kissed Hongli's little face.

"mua～(ε｀)"

"Uh-huh!!!"

Hongli woke up suddenly and raised her head.

"Ah? Ah! What happened!"

The memory in her mind still stays in her struggling desperately under the blanket, swearing to die, and then Hei Yang smiled softly and stretched out her claws...

"hiss!"

Hong Li gasped, her whole body tensed up, and she reacted, turning her head to look aside.

"Hey, good morning Xiaoli!"

Heiyang smiled slightly at the returning Hongli.

"?!!"

When Hong Li saw a familiar face, her pupils shrank suddenly.

She subconsciously tightened her legs and folded her arms around her chest.

"Grass, Black Sun?!"

"Ah this..."

Heiyang was stunned for a moment, looked around with some embarrassment, scratched his head, put his arms around Hongli, led her to turn around, and whispered: "It's outside, we can talk about this kind of thing when we get back, okay?" Glass baby?"

"Hey, what's your name..."

Hong Li was instantly shivered numbly, and her body naturally lost the ability to resist, and was embraced by Hei Yang. The resistance just now had no effect at all.

After only a few symbolic struggles, Hongli gave up struggling.

And when she heard Hei Yang's words, she didn't realize when she had already arrived outside.

"Um?!!"

Hongli shrank her eyes, switched to "outside alert mode" in an instant, and asked Heiyang in a low voice.

"what's the situation?!"

"No, come out and go shopping."

Heiyang pouted, and Hongli looked along the other side, and saw her mother, mother-in-law and Xiaohuo, all looking at them two with strange expressions.

"hiss!"

Hongli shivered again.

"Little glass, clothes."

Heiyang handed over Hongli's coat at the right time, which was also made by his master Heiyang tailor.

"Ah, thank you husband."

Hong Li hurriedly thanked her, the vigilant expression on her face melted again, she smiled innocently at Hei Yang, and was helped by him to put on her coat.

"Okay."

Hei Yang clapped his hands, took two steps back, looked at his wife with satisfaction, and nodded.

"Perfect! Xiaoli was resurrected successfully!"

Qing Yiyi and the others: "..."

"You guys..."

Qing Yiyi on the side stretched out her hand and nodded to the two of them amusedly, shook her head and said with a smile: "Every day, no one is in shape."

"Yiyi is right."

Lan Yuying frowned slightly, turned around and hugged Xiao Huo, and said with some dissatisfaction: "If you keep doing this, I dare not let Xiao Huo stay with you for too long.

As a parent, you should always set an example, but the result is always so lazy..."

"Ah, hahaha, yes, yes, Mom, you are right."

Heiyang dealt with the two mothers with an awkward smile on his face.

On the other hand, Hongli turned her back and hid behind Heiyang, flipping through the script quickly.

[Hei Yang: Hurry up, okay, I can't hold on any longer! 】

[Hongli: Hey, husband, come on, right away, you have to let me know what happened in the few thousand words I lost contact with...]

【Hongli: Well, like this, I gradually understand everything...】

[Hei Yang: Are you still okay? 】

[Hong Li: Hurry up, Hurry up...]

[Hong Li: Done! 】

Hong Li threw the script out of the screen, got up and came out from behind Hei Yang, and gave the other party a reassuring look, indicating that she had reconnected.

"Hahaha, um, sorry, I was a little sleepy just now."

Hongli scratched her head and stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

But to a certain extent, Lan Yuying was not so easy to fool with her daughter.

"I'm ashamed to say it, Hong Xiaoli, Hong Xiaoli!"

Lan Yuying held Xiaohuo in one hand, walked up to Hongli, stretched out the other hand, poked her forehead with her fingers, and said with a look of resentment: "It's already afternoon, and I just woke up. Well, like a married big girl!"

"Ah this..."

Hongli laughed twice, not knowing what to say, so she could only deal with it with a smirk.

"Let me guess, it was Xiaoyang who dragged it out for you!"

Lan Yuying sighed, and looked at Heiyang next to her apologetically, feeling a little embarrassed, after all the current situation, it was obvious that Hongli didn't get up properly, which made Xiaoyang late.

As a result, Xiaoyang was scolded by Yiyi.

Although Lan Yuying knew that for Xiaoyang and Xiaoli, they didn't care too much about these things at all.

After all, for them, they have been in love with each other and killed each other for so many years, and this kind of thing has not been done dozens or hundreds of times, and Lan Yuying doesn't even bother to count.

Just like just now, even though Xiaoyang had been scolded for Xiaoli, she didn't complain at all, instead she turned around and defended Xiaoli in various ways, which made Lan Yuying feel relieved and helpless.

It is gratifying to know that their relationship and feelings are as harmonious as before after they got married, and even get better and better.

This made Lan Yuying very happy.

After all, one is her own daughter, and the other is Xiaoyang, whom she has always regarded as her godson or even future son-in-law. Her concern for these two children is not much different.

If I really want to say the difference, it is that my own daughter is more comfortable in teaching.

As for Xiaoyang's words, they are usually taught by the other party's mother, and the division of labor is clear.

In addition, Lan Yuying would not say that she was partial to the two children. No matter which one felt wronged, it was something she did not want to see.

Lan Yuying knew that just like before, when Yiyi trained Xiaoyang like that, she was actually trying to comfort her: Don't worry, with me watching this brat, he wouldn't dare to bully Xiaoli.

And Lan Yuying had almost the same thought in her heart, Xiaoyang was wronged, could it be that she knew it was her daughter's problem, but pretended not to see it?
Naturally, Lan Yuying would not do that.

In her heart, before the two of them got married, their relationship was like a family. Now that they are getting closer, they should pay more attention to each other's feelings.

Just because the relationship between the two parties is good, you can't just do whatever you want, all kinds of favoritism and complaints, that's not Lan Yuying's style, let alone Qing Yiyi's style.

In fact, they both believed that with each other's personality and the relationship between the two families, such things would not be taken to heart at all.

But knowing is one thing, how to do it is another.

Just like Heiyang Hongli knew that the other party could die for themselves, but they were absolutely unwilling to do anything that would really hurt the other party.

When people who care about each other are together, there will always be so many happy troubles, but sometimes it makes me feel wry.

There were thousands of thoughts in her mind, but Lan Yuying kept talking.

"Xiaoyang told you to get up, and before that, he also got up early, so you have nothing to refute.

Xiaoyang cares about you so much, as a daughter-in-law, don't you know how to be considerate of him?

Still playing petty temper like before, I feel angry for Xiaoyang, I want to teach you a lesson..."

"Ah, yes, wrong, yes, you are right..."

At this time, Hongli had almost the same attitude of confession as Heiyang just now, and she was being scolded with a low eyebrow.

She had a look of remorse on her face, as if she felt guilty for what she had done, but she was relieved in her heart, knowing that this test was over.

And until now, the lazy dog's unique fear of hindsight has only reacted.

As soon as Hongli thought that she didn't even want to come, she couldn't help but panic, she would definitely be chased home by her mother and beat her up!
Fortunately, fortunately, Heiyang helped her get up.

Although the means are shameless, but, um, Hei Yang is her eternal superman!
"Just because Xiaoyang treats you more indulgently than we treat you, you can't be lawless and willful..."

"Yes, um, I see, Mom, you taught me the right thing.

I'm too bad, I'm really unqualified, I almost broke Hei Yang's heart, um, it's like this, I understand..."

Here the children are being scolded, not far away, two furtive figures lean out.

"How about it?"

"Looks like they haven't spotted us yet."

"But monks can't run away from the temple if they run away."

"Choose the right time to enter!"

"Then do you smell the smell of alcohol on me?"

"They don't drink alcohol, and they can tell the smell of alcohol. How can we smell each other for you?"

"Then what should we do? Wait to die?"

"Huh, calm down, wait and see..."