How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

You are my aunt, so I gave them to you. Normally, even Hei Yang would have to tell me if he wanted to take these novels! "

"Ahaha...that's it..."

Hong Ling laughed a few times, and Xiaoli's appearance made her look like a villain who wanted to steal love, the king of children who stole candy from little girls.

"Well, actually, if you give me a book title, I can just go to the bookstore and buy it myself. There is no need to be so reluctant to part with it, hahaha..."

"You can't buy it! Either it's out of print and no longer in circulation, or I just bought it from a small street stall...

This is my dear Hongli mother, who used her hands, one book at a time, to save these children from the cold and cruel world, and brought them back to my warm house to spend quality time together. "

Hong Li wiped her tears sadly and couldn't help but said loudly: "How can they buy such soulful people again!"

"Ah this..."

Hong Ling kept laughing: "So, so precious."

"The value itself is not high, but the broom itself is precious."

Hongli reluctantly glanced at her book and warned: "So, you must treat them well!

Don't bump or bump into each other. Use special bookmarks for marking. You can't hold corners, don't scribble, don't eat on them, and don't touch water, fire, metal, or earth...

In short, you must treat them well. They are just lent to you. Remember to return them to me after reading them! "

"Ah, I finally understand now..."

Hongli's voice was full of emotion: "My mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles, just like that mother who is sending her daughter off to get married. Who can feel the same way?"

"Ah this, ah this..."

Hong Ling felt a sense of guilt rising from her heart. She coughed twice, smiled sheepishly, and promised: "Well, don't worry, Xiaoli, I will protect them well, and give them to them completely when the time comes." Send it back!"

"real?"

"real!"

"Then you swear..."

"Ugh, I swear!"

"You put your life as guarantee!"

"???"

"Do it! Sure enough, you hesitated, you are just fooling me, wuwuwu..."

"Alright alright……"

Hong Ling raised a hand as if surrendering and said helplessly: "I guarantee with my life that they will not be harmed and will be sent back safely."

"Ha! This is right!"

Hongli grabbed her aunt's neck and said with a smile, "I knew it would be okay to entrust them to my gentle aunt!"

"hehe."

Hong Ling rolled her eyes with disdain and whispered: "If you accidentally hurt them, you won't really have the heart to let your aunt pay for it with your life! It's just a joke, right?"

"I guess so."

Hongli's tone suddenly became cold.

"What the hell is that! Do you really have that idea?!"

"that's not important."

"No, that's important!"

"Oh, aunt, your ideological consciousness is too low-end!"

Hongli looked at Hongling seriously.

"A truly confident person never considers the consequences of failure!"

"No, that sounds like a fool."

"Don't interrupt! It's too cowardly to think about how to make up for the failure before the war has started!

The punishment after failure is there, it doesn’t necessarily have to punish someone, but it serves as a sharp sword above your head to spur you to do every step. It is pressure and motivation, understand! "

"It seems to make sense, huh?"

"Of course, so you should cherish every day as the last day of your life, because maybe the next moment you will break the book or something..."

"So you're still threatening, right? You're not even pretending..."

Hong Ling rolled her eyes speechlessly, turned to look at the neatly packed book behind her, and couldn't help but sigh: "Seriously, Xiaoli, if others don't know that these are just idle books and novels of yours. , your study is really full of culture."

"Hey, I am a great intellectual who has read thousands of books, okay?"

Hongli curled her lips and retorted: "What is Xianshu? You said Xianshu is Xianshu? Who made the rule? I'll beat him up!"

"Ah this..."

"Xiao Li——"

Lan Yuying's voice came from outside: "Come and take a look, these are your things, aren't they?

If yes, I will put it together for you. If not, I will throw it away! "

"No, no, I'm coming right now, don't throw it away!"

Hongli disappeared instantly, her voice still floating in the air.

"Those are my treasures and cannot be thrown away. The paper frogs given by Hei Yang, the little gloves given by Hei Yang, and others..."

"Well……"

Hong Ling froze on the spot and shook her head with a smile.

"This girl...is really..."

………

"Ha, thank you mom, thank you Xiaoyun, thank you Huihui, thank you Qiaoqiao..."

Hongli looked sincere: "Thank you for helping me pack. After all, I do seem to have a lot of things, hehe!"

Lan Yuying: "Who told me to be the mother?"

Hong Qiao: "You're welcome, sister!"

Hei Hui: "Hey, it should be, it should be."

"Eh?"

Xingyun tilted her head in confusion: "Sister Hongli, you were not so polite to me in the sect..."

Xingyun stared wide-eyed at Hongli, who suddenly pounced on her and silenced her. The latter's plain voice rang in her ears.

"Xiaoyun, now in front of my mother, I am a well-behaved and polite girl, so do you understand?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!"

Xingyun stared and nodded.

"Ha! That's good!"

Hongli smiled and patted Xingyun on the back, which was like saying hello to a friend in the eyes of the people around her.

"I feel relieved knowing that you are doing well these days, hahaha!"

"Um."

Lan Yuying looked at the scene of love in front of her and nodded with satisfaction.

"The relationship between Xiaoli and Xiaoyun is really good, so I feel more at ease."

Lan Yuying breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "After all, a well-behaved child like Xiaoyun always seems to be bullied by this guy Xiaoli. Now it seems that I have overthought it."

"Ha, how is that possible? Mom, you think too badly of me!"

Hongli hugged Xingyun's shoulders: "We are good sisters, right, right!"

"That's right!"

Xingyun nodded affirmatively, whether it was sincere or threatened, this was her answer!

After Hongli noticed this, her conscience ached slightly, and she secretly thought about treating the child well in the future...

In fact, she has done a good job, right...?

Xingyun was not aware of Hongli's thoughts at all, so she hugged Gaga and ran out laughing with her two cousins, saying she wanted to teach Gaga how to fly.

After all, "other people's children" can already fly when Xiaohuo is so popular. Gaga can't be too far behind, right?

Well, this is the danger of involution. Originally, the little flamingo didn't need to start learning to fly until one year after it was born.

But now, it will be reduced to half a year, three months, one month...

In the future, maybe the little flamingos that are still unable to fly after birth will be thrown into an institution such as the "Vagrant Little Flamingo Shelter" with disgust, and will be eliminated by the hateful King Juan (sad).

On the other side, with the help of her mother, Hongli quickly packed up her belongings, loaded them on a wooden cart, and took them to the yard.

As for the father, Hong Xiaochen, he wasn't just drunk and lying around in the house. He went to work overtime at the City Lord's Mansion.

He had taken a long leave to find Hong Butian before. He planned to clear all the backlogged things before the Chinese New Year, but he promised to come over and have dinner together in the evening.

Seeing her things being picked out and put together one by one, Hong Li couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

It wasn't until now that she fully realized that she was really leaving the home she had lived in since birth.

No matter how close her new home is to here, it can't change the fact that she has to leave here.

Suddenly, Hongli felt as if she had really grown up, and what she had always hoped for when she was a child seemed to have become a reality.

There was some inexplicable sadness in my heart. I gained a lot when I grew up, but I also lost a lot of precious things that can never be recovered.

At this moment, Hongli, like Heiyang, suddenly woke up: her childhood had passed away, and many people and things disappeared as she grew up, and were lost together with her lost childhood.

The old lady selling juice, the old gentleman teaching, and even the naive and innocent Xiao Hongli have quietly disappeared from her side and from life.

Not all goodbyes are heartbreaking.

Sometimes, we say farewell to others quietly and unconsciously, and we often think of that person again after a long time - perhaps many years later, or we simply forget about it.

Hong Li's nose felt a little sore, and she suddenly had the urge to turn around and throw herself into her mother's arms to cry.

Tell her mother that her Xiaoli doesn't want to be independent or go to a new home. She wants to continue living here with her parents.

It was as if this way, time could go back and she could become the carefree child she once was.

But in the end, Hongli suppressed this impulse because this was the future she wanted.

It's just like saying goodbye to friends from the Five Elements Sect when you go home, to welcome the hopeful future, you also need to say goodbye to some things.

"What's wrong?"

A warm hand pressed on Hong Li's head, and her mother's gentle voice was like the same as when she was a child. She opened her mouth and dispersed a lot of the sadness in her heart.

"Well, let mom guess."

Lan Yuying smiled and said, "My Xiaoli suddenly doesn't want to leave anymore and wants to continue living at home, right?"

"Mom, can you let me have a little secret?"

Hongli smiled helplessly, curled her lips, and whispered: "Actually, it's nothing. I just suddenly felt that I was so stupid when I was a child, that I expected to grow up early."

"Well, hum hum hum…"

Lan Yuying suddenly smiled evilly and ruffled her daughter's hair.

"Don't be sad. We've all been this stupid before. Come back whenever you want. It doesn't matter how long you stay."

"Oh, I know."

Hongli allowed her mother to rub her hair into a mess, but then helped her comb it again. She didn't know where a hair comb appeared from, and brought her to the mirror.

"To be honest, I don't know what's wrong with me recently..."

Hongli let her mother fiddle with her head without any resistance, while sighing: "I was obviously not so sentimental before."

"It proves that when you grow up, you start to learn to think about things that you didn't think about before."

"But I didn't mean to think that way, I just wanted to be happy."

"Not caring doesn't mean you don't think about it. When people live in the world, they always have to communicate with the world."