Zhong Dazhuang originally planned to visit his hometown to sweep the tombs and then go back, but unexpectedly, he encountered the issue of housing allocation. So, he decided to stay at Zhong Fashun's house and let the others go back and wait for news.

This is what he said to Zheng Meixiang: "It's not convenient for me, a man, to stay at your sister's house. You and the children can stay there without so many concerns. But if I were to join you, even if your sister were willing, your niece would be the one in charge now."

People might not mind for a day or two, but wouldn't things get strained after ten days or half a month? They are close relatives after all. Once I have news from my side, we'll keep in touch. I asked Zhong Fashun, and he's reserved some land for us. We can send some vegetables over then; it'll make you look good.”

The more Zheng Meixiang listened, the more she realized it made sense. The man was decisive, and her heart softened: "Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll bring the children to see you after the festival."

In the afternoon, we found a restaurant in town that was still open for the Chinese New Year. We ordered a few dishes and finished eating at six o'clock. Winter days are short, and it gets dark as soon as it's past five.

There was no traffic jam at this time, and everyone was heading back.

This time, Xie Yin was driving in front, and she followed behind. The temperature in the countryside was even lower, and the surface of the small puddles in the fields was still frozen. The exhaust pipe at the rear of the car emitted hot air, which dissipated into the cold night.

There was still some traffic on the way back to the city, and I didn't get home until 10 o'clock. I was covered in mud, grass and other things from hiking today, so I had to take a shower before I could go to bed.

Jiang Shuyin waited in the room for them to shower first, since she wasn't going to sleep right now.

It was already 11:30, and no one had come to call her yet. Jiang Shuyin was puzzled. She went out to check and saw Zheng Meixiang watching TV on the sofa. She glanced at her and said, "Your mother just went in."

Jiang Shuyin smiled, but the smile on her face vanished completely when she returned to her room.

With so many people in the family, one bathroom is really inconvenient; we still need to buy a bigger house.

A pleasant fragrance wafted in from outside the window; it smelled somewhat familiar, like the scent of shower gel.

After Xie Yin got home, he ran water and scrubbed his whole body three times. He opened a bottle of shower gel and used up half of it. Only after making sure that every cell in his body was clean did he turn off the tap.

I went to the rooftop and saw that her lights were still on. My body floated out faster than my mind could carry me away, leaving a gust of wind behind.

Why are you here?

"I see you're still awake."

When she noticed him, Xie Yin simply came in. The children were used to his sudden arrival, and after glancing at him, they turned their attention to their hands.

Jiang Shuyin has recently become obsessed with cultivating her children's imagination. She bought crayons and white paper for them to draw on. Even the youngest, Hong Fenghuang and Ju Guang, want to play with them, but they can't control their imaginations yet, and the crayons break as soon as they get their hands on them.

Hei Mei took Xing Zhengfei to the second stage of treatment, occupying Ace's room. In order not to disturb them, Ace also came over. At this moment, he was holding a black paintbrush and smearing on the paper, as if he wanted to paint the white paper black.

The child from back then has grown into a teenager. His hair has always been long, reaching below his ears, and hanging down above the back of his hands as he lies down. Ace's eyelashes and eyes are exceptionally beautiful. When his eyelashes droop down, they look like upturned butterfly wings. His eyes are dark and bright, and just one look at them reminds her of another boy.

Ace suddenly felt a heavy blow to his chest, let out a muffled groan, and fell to the ground, his eyes, hidden behind his hair, fixed on someone.

Xie Yin's lips twitched slightly, as if in mockery.

"What's wrong with Ace?" Jiang Shu led him over, helped him up, and looked him over from head to toe.

Ace lowered his head: "I'm hungry."

Jiang Shu laughed out loud. It's true that a half-grown boy can eat his father alive. She had food and crystal cores in her space, so she took some and put them on the table.

Just then, Zheng Lanxiang came out of the toilet, shivering as she knocked on the door twice: "It's freezing! Xiao Yin, hurry up and go in, it's still warm inside."

"I'm here." Jiang Shuyin picked up the clothes she had prepared beforehand, told Xie Yin, and turned to leave.

As soon as the door closed, Ace stood up and punched Xie Yin.

From the perspective of higher-dimensional beings, there is an ability called prediction, which is very useful. Xie Yin simply turned his head slightly and easily dodged it.

Shui Ning raised her head, looking confused.

Red Phoenix and Orange Light stared blankly, showing no intention of helping.

"That was you just now, wasn't it?" Ace realized the difference in their abilities when his attack missed. "I didn't provoke you."

Xie Yin casually turned his head to look at him, his eyes deep and unfathomable. He suddenly became interested in this little thing.

The blue mist failed to kill him, and Xie Yin realized that the power of the rules was helping him. The little thing would achieve great things in the future, and any creature that hindered its growth would suffer a backlash.

However, those who adapt to its growth are not necessarily destined for a good end.

"Only the weak will remain under the protection of their mother. If you continue to crave comfort, the person who provides you with protection will face hardship."

Ace's gaze suddenly changed, his dark eyes fixed on Xie Yin, his jaw clenched tightly: "You're not lying to me?"

Xie Yin let out a faint smile: "Your selfishness stems from the inferiority of the donor of your other half's genes."

The color drained from Ace's face, making him appear even more gloomy and cold.

When Heimei returned, Ace went back to his room with a sullen face. Xing Zhengfei was lying on his bed, and Ace frowned in disgust.

Xing Zhengfei, with his keen senses, noticed this emotion and his temper flared up immediately.

"Don't fight here, get out." Ace spoke first, flipped over and climbed to the roof. As soon as he poked his head out, he saw the shadow in front of him. Xing Zhengfei stomped down.

He turned around and saw that the little mouse had run off to the other side.

Ace hadn't faced an opponent in a long time, and his skills had become sluggish, putting him at a disadvantage for a time.

It doesn't have an advantage in speed or altitude, but fortunately, it still has endurance.

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