As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

"He's also my second grandfather."

Heiyang nodded slightly and looked at the dazed young man: "What about Brother Heichen? His condition looks... more serious..."

"Who knows?"

Hei Changhong took a deep breath and fell into memories: "From that day on, it has always been like this. Sometimes everyone suspects that Brother Hei Chen is gone, and what's left is just a shell..."

Hei Changhong was forced to stop talking halfway through.

Because the old woman who had just wiped the corner of Heichen's mouth was standing in front of him, staring at him quietly.

Without scolding or crying, the old woman just looked at Hei Changhong with slightly red eyes, which made him feel a heavy pressure.

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

"My son is still alive."

The old lady called Aunt Jia seemed to be whispering, but her tone was unquestionable: "Xiao Chen is right here!"

"Well, you're right!"

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

"Open your eyes next time!"

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

Ignoring the embarrassed Hei Changhong, Hei Yang walked gently to the side of Second Grandfather and called out, "Second Grandfather?"

"You are……"

Second Grandpa turned his head in confusion: "Brother Xiaofeng?"

"Black Howling Wind is my grandfather."

"So you are, Mu Guang?"

"That's my dad."

"Oh, that's how it is……"

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

"Dad, are you awake again?"

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

"what---"

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."

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

"No, no."

The second grandfather sternly retorted: "Dad's father is called mom, and mom's son is called aunt. Don't you understand such a simple common sense question?

Are you my Hei family's child? Who is your father? Ask him to come find me. I want to see how he teaches his children. How could he turn such a handsome kid into a little fool? "

Hei Yang: "..."

However, although……

My second grandfather praised me for being handsome!

"Um, Second Grandfather..."

Heiyang whispered, "It's me, Xiaoyang. I held you in my arms when I was a kid!"

"Oh!"

The second grandfather suddenly realized: "It's Xiaoyang!"

"Ah."

Heiyang nodded and said happily: "You remember it?"

"Then how could I forget!"

The second grandfather touched Heiyang's head with a kind face and sighed: "It's just that I haven't seen you for so many years. Grandpa can't recognize you. My Xiaoyang has grown into a big girl!"

Hei Yang: "???"

No, he looks a little crooked, doesn't he?

"Cough cough..."

Heiyang coughed twice and pointed at himself: "Grandpa, I, Heiyang, a handsome boy!"

"what?"

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

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

"It's a bit serious..."

The corners of Heiyang's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at the old woman beside him. The latter gave a helpless bitter smile: "Dad was quite clear-headed at the beginning, but later he became more and more confused..."

"Well……"

Heiyang thought about it, took out a pill for staying up late, gently split it into two halves, and then split the two halves into two halves.

Under the puzzled gaze of the old woman, Heiyang gently put a quarter of a pill of the Stay-Up-Late Pill into the soup and nodded at her: "You can give it a try. Even if it fails, there will be no adverse effects. Trust me!"

"..."

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

"what---"

Watching his second grandfather drinking the soup in the bowl mouthful by mouthful under the care of his aunt, Heiyang turned his head and saw his cousin Heichen's dazed look again.

For a moment, Heiyang felt a little heavy-hearted. Death and oblivion were topics he didn't want to mention.

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

Going further back, he even had some impression of the old lady who handed him the soup on the bridge.

Thinking back to the past life...

Well, among the countless textbooks and the sea of ​​exercises, there are two pairs of faces that are gradually becoming blurred.

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

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

He touched his chest, where there was a diary. It was the one that Hongli had coveted for a long time. He always carried it with him for fear of throwing it away.

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

He thought about it and quickly recorded every detail of his past life to remind himself at all times.

But then, why did he stop keeping a diary?

Oh, yes, it was when he felt his parents’ care for him…

When I realized that my younger brothers and sisters were dependent on me...

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

It’s time to feel the warmth of this life…

There was so much he didn't want to forget!

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

Xiaolong, Xiaohui, Sister Xiaoqi...

And that girl who was always yelling in frustration, "Heiyang, are you going to die?"

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

【Heiyang: Xiaoli.】

【Hongli: Huh?】

【Heiyang: It’s okay.】

[Hongli:? 】

The soup in the bowl was gradually gone. The old woman rubbed her legs which were a little sore from being bent for too long and prepared to get up to clean up the bowl and spoon.

"Little dye..."

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

(End of this chapter)

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

"How about it?"

"It looks useless."

"how come……"

"Alas, as expected, Xiaochen's condition is quite different from the old man's."

In the small house, looking at Heichen's still dull face, everyone's mood was ups and downs, and there was no need to say more about the bitterness and helplessness.

After discovering that the pill for staying up late was helpful for the old man's condition, Heiyang simply gave some medicine to his cousin Heichen, thinking that it would not be a bad thing to give it a try. What if it could cure his cousin Heichen as well?

Well, it's not a sure thing, it's definitely not cured.

"Will..."

Hei Chen's cousin's biological mother, the woman known as Aunt Jia, carefully guessed, "The dosage is too low. Maybe a little more..."

"Um……"

Heiyang scratched his head: "That makes sense..."

"That doesn't make sense!"

The second grandfather took the towel handed to him by his daughter Xiaoran, wiped the soup off his beard, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Xiao Chen's situation is totally different from mine. No matter how many medicines you take, it won't help. So stop messing around."

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

"It's nothing!"

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 too, but I also have a general understanding of Xiao Chen's condition, and it really cannot be recovered by ordinary means.

You are not a cultivator, so you may not know how precious the elixir is, and you have no idea how much sacrifice Xiaoyang made to get this elixir to cure us!

In fact, when you begged Xiaoyang to feed Xiaochen some pills just now, I wanted to stop you, but I also had a glimmer of hope in my heart.

But now, it has been proven that the pills are useless for Xiaochen's condition. It would be too much to let Xiaoyang 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 Heiyang with shame on her face: "Um, Xiaoyang, I'm sorry, Aunt Jia is just too..."

"Ah, it's okay."

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

"Xiaoyang, stop comforting them."

Second Grandpa sighed and looked at Heiyang with eyes full of relief and kindness.

The eldest brother Hei Xiaofeng had a good grandson, but unfortunately he passed away early and was unable to enjoy the happiness of family life.

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

"Ah, that..."

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

"Just shut up, you scammer!"