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

"He is also my second grandfather."

Hei Yang nodded slightly and looked at the dull young man: "Where's Brother Hei Chen, his condition looks... gives me a more serious feeling..."

"Who knows?"

Hei Changhong took a deep breath and fell into memories: "It has been like this since that day. Sometimes everyone suspects that Brother Hei Chen is gone and all that is left is just a shell..."

Hei Changhong was forced to stop mid-sentence.

Because the old woman who wiped the corners of Hei Chen's mouth just now was standing in front of him, staring at him quietly.

Neither scolding nor crying, the old woman just looked at Hei Changhong with reddish eyes, which made him feel a heavy pressure.

The Adam's apple moved up and down subconsciously, and beads of sweat fell from Hei Changhong's head. His voice was hoarse and he apologized: "I'm really sorry, Aunt Jia, I didn't mean to say..."

"My son is still alive."

The old woman called Aunt Jia seemed to be whispering, but her tone was so unquestionable: "Xiaochen is here!"

"Well, you're right!"

Hei Changhong said humbly: "It's because of my poor eyesight that I didn't see cousin Hei Chen..."

"Next time, brighten your eyes!"

The old woman snorted coldly, turned around and looked at her son, her eyes turned into gentle water again, and her love seemed to drown him.

Ignoring Hei Changhong who was embarrassed at the side, Hei Yang walked gently to Second Grandpa and called out: "Second Grandpa?"

"Who are you……"

Second Grandpa turned his head in confusion: "Brother Xiao Feng?"

"Hei Xiaofeng is my grandfather."

"Then you are, Mu Guang?"

"That's my dad."

"Oh, that's how it is……"

The second grandfather nodded thoughtfully: "You are Muguang's son..."

"Dad, are you awake again?"

The old woman's eyes lit up and she called out in surprise, "I'm Xiaoran!"

"ah---"

The second grandfather ignored the old woman, but was thinking about something: "Well, Mu Guang's son, if you put it this way, I should call you brother!"

"Nah."

Hei Yang held his forehead and smiled bitterly: "I am your grandson, how come I am your younger brother?"

"No, no."

The second grandfather retorted seriously: "Dad's father is called mother, and mother's son is called aunt. You don't understand such a simple common sense question?

Are you a child of my Hei family? Who is your father? Let him come to me. I just want to see how he raised his children. How he turned such a handsome child into a little fool! "

Hei Yang: "..."

However, although……

Second Grandpa praised me for being handsome!

"Well, Second Grandpa..."

Hei Yang beeped in a low voice: "It's me, Xiao Yang, I hugged you when I was a child!"

"oh!"

Second Grandpa suddenly realized: "It's Xiaoyang!"

"Um."

Hei Yang nodded and said happily: "Have you remembered?"

"Then how could I forget!"

The second grandpa touched Hei Yang's head kindly and sighed: "I haven't seen him for so many years, and grandpa doesn't recognize him. My Xiaoyang has grown into a big girl!"

Hei Yang: "???"

No, he looks a bit crooked, right?

"Ahem..."

Hei Yang coughed twice and pointed at himself: "Grandpa, I, Hei Yang, handsome young man!"

"ah?"

The second grandfather was startled: "Is there such a person in our Hei family? Let me think about it...

Dad’s daughter is called uncle, and aunt’s grandma is called grandson…”

"It's a bit serious..."

The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched and he turned to look at the old woman beside him. The latter responded with a helpless smile: "Dad, he was quite sober at first, but then he became more and more confused..."

"Well……"

Hei Yang thought for a while, took out a midnight pill, gently divided it into two halves, and then divided it into two halves.

Under the puzzled gaze of the old woman, Hei Yang gently put a quarter of a night-staying pill into the soup and nodded to her: "You can try it. Even if it doesn't succeed, there won't be any adverse effects. I believe it." I!"

"..."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, stirring the spoon hesitantly, and finally nodded slightly: "Dad, the soup is almost cold, ah——"

"ah---"

Seeing the second grandfather drinking the soup from the bowl under the care of his aunt, Hei Yang turned his head and saw the dumbfounded look of his cousin Hei Chen again.

For a moment, Hei Yang felt a little heavy. Death and forgetfulness were topics he didn't want to mention.

He thought of many people's faces, and the smiling faces of relatives and friends in this life were the clearest.

Going further, he even still has some impression of the old woman who served him soup on the bridge.

Thinking about the past life again...

Well, among the countless textbooks and questions, there are still two pairs of faces that are gradually blurring.

They said: "You don't have to worry about anything, just study hard. Before you leave school, we will take care of everything in life..."

Those were his parents in his previous life. Although he was dissatisfied with their education methods, he still didn't want to forget them.

He touched his chest. There was a diary stuffed there, the one Hong Li had coveted for a long time. He had always carried it with him, fearing to throw it away.

In the first few years after traveling through time, he was always afraid of being "assimilated" by this world and afraid of forgetting that he once did not belong to this world.

He thought and quickly recorded every bit of his past life to remind himself of it all the time.

But then, why did he stop keeping a diary?

Oh, by the way, it’s when he feels his parents care about him...

It was when he realized that his younger siblings were dependent on him...

It was when that girl sweetly called him Brother Heiyang, played with him, battled with him, and grew up with him...

It was when he felt that this life was even warmer...

There were too many things he didn't want to forget!

Parents in the previous life, parents in this life...

Xiaolong, Xiaohui, Sister Xiaoqi...

And the girl who always yelled in exasperation, "Heiyang, are you going to die?"...

Heiyang couldn't help but smile, but felt a little wet in the corners of his eyes.

[Heiyang: Xiaoli. ]

[Hongli: ah? ]

[Heiyang: It's okay. ]

[Hongli:? ]

The soup in the bowl gradually ran out, and the old woman pounded her legs that were a little sore from bending for too long, and prepared to get up to clean up the bowls and spoons.

"Xiao Ran..."

A pair of dry hands touched the old woman's sparse gray hair. She looked up in a daze and saw her father looking at her as before...

Chapter 81 Don't leave after school, come to my office

"How is it?"

"It seems useless."

"How could it be..."

"Alas, as expected, Xiao Chen's condition is still very different from that of the old man."

In the small house, looking at Hei Chen's still dull face, everyone's mood was ups and downs, bitter and helpless needless to say.

After discovering that the Staying Up Late Pill helped the old man's condition, Hei Yang simply gave some medicine to Hei Chen's cousin, thinking that it would not be a loss to try it. What if Hei Chen's cousin was also cured?

Well, there was no chance, it really didn't cure it.

"Maybe..."

The biological mother of Hei Chen's cousin, the woman called Aunt Jia, guessed cautiously: "The dosage is too low, maybe a little more..."

"Hmm..."

Hei Yang scratched his head: "That makes sense..."

"It doesn't make sense!"

The second grandfather took the towel handed by his daughter Xiao Ran, wiped the soup on his beard, and said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Chen's situation is completely different from mine. No matter how much medicine you use, it will be useless. Don't mess around anymore."

Aunt Jia looked unwilling: "But, Dad..."

"No buts!"

The second grandfather waved his hand, and the authority of the head of the family who had the final say reappeared.

"Xiao Jia, I know you love your son, and I love my grandson, but I also have a general understanding of Xiao Chen's situation. It really cannot be restored by ordinary means.

You are not a cultivator, so you may not know how precious the elixir is, and you don't know how much Xiao Yang sacrificed to take out this elixir to treat us!

In fact, when you begged Xiao Yang to feed Xiao Chen some elixir just now, I wanted to stop you, but in fact, I also had a bit of luck in my heart.

But now, it has been proved that the elixir is useless for Xiao Chen's condition. It is too much to let Xiao Yang continue to spend money. Even if he is generous and doesn't say anything, when did my Hei family become so shameless? They are asking for too much!"

"..."

Aunt Jia choked and looked at Hei Yang with shame on her face: "Well, Xiao Yang, I'm sorry, Aunt Jia is just too..."

"Ah, it's okay."

Hei Yang was a little embarrassed: "This thing is not precious..."

"Xiao Yang, don't comfort them."

Second Grandpa sighed, looking at Hei Yang with a look of relief and kindness.

Big brother Hei Xiaofeng has a good grandson, but unfortunately he passed away early and couldn't enjoy the happiness of family life.

Shaking his head, the second grandfather also looked apologetic: "Xiaoyang, I'm sorry for the trouble you've put me through during this period. I just heard from Xiaoran about the shitty things they did. They are such shameless guys!"

"Ah, that..."

Hei Changhong lowered his head and whispered: "Grandpa, we all know we were wrong about this..."

"Shut up, you scammer!"