However, after washing the "dark" thing clean, Banxia and Xingzi looked at its radish-like body and had to believe that it really was ginseng!

“My benefactor,” Shenbao said cautiously, tugging at Banxia’s trouser leg, “thank you for saving me.”

Banxia said truthfully, "No need to thank me. I didn't do anything. You're just lucky to be alive."

If Shenbao hadn't suddenly appeared and snatched the crystal core today, she would have completely forgotten about its existence.

Shenbao conjured up the crystal core of the arrow poison tree out of thin air: "My benefactor, here you go." It explained, "I didn't mean to steal the crystal core, but to keep it for you so that it wouldn't be eaten by the mutated eagle."

Banxia casually took it and absorbed the remaining energy. As expected of a level 5 crystal core, it made her feel that her physique had become two parts stronger.

"Shenbao, do you want to live outside of this space?"

"No, no, no!" Shenbao cried out in fright, burrowing into the ground. "It's too scary outside, I'm not going out!"

"……OK."

The next day, Banxia stuffed the mutated pine tree that stubbornly insisted on following her into her spatial storage and rode her snowmobile back home.

With her worries completely resolved, she was in a great mood, even humming a children's song along the way. Little did she know that her good mood would end as soon as she reached her doorstep.

Banxia put the snowmobile into her spatial storage and pushed aside Su Yao and the others who were gathered together: "What's going on?"

“Wife,” Nanxing swallowed the argument that was about to come out, took a few steps forward, grabbed her and looked her up and down, “You’re back? Are you cold? There’s some bone broth on the stove, I’ll get you a bowl to warm you up?”

"It's not cold," Banxia said, taking his arm. "Thank you, honey."

Their sweet relationship hurt the eyes of some people.

Sun Huihui, with ill intent, helped He Song forward a few steps and said gloatingly, "Banxia, ​​come and meet your dear mother-in-law!"

Since seeing Sun Huihui at the supermarket last time, she has completely disappeared. Banxia thought she was dead, but it turns out that some people are like turtles, living a long life.

Banxia never hesitated to slap Sun Huihui, sending her sprawling into the snow. "Annoying!"

Sun Huihui covered her numb face, too angry to utter a sound. This ruthless person, who dared to use a knife before the order had even collapsed, could easily have killed her. She had barely survived this long; she couldn't let him die in vain!

He Song, who had been dragged down by her and fallen to the side, was furious. She had never suffered such a humiliation in her life: "Nanxing! Is this the wife you married? She has no manners at all. I advise you to break up with her as soon as possible, so that she doesn't corrupt the children in the future!"

Banxia kicked it away without hesitation: "Shut up!"

How dare you lecture her when you can't even remember Nanxing's name?

Fang Yunyun and Su Xiao stared wide-eyed at Banxia, ​​their faces full of admiration. Although He Song wasn't a good person and had no feelings for Nanxing, she was still his biological mother. Wasn't it a bit too bold to just kick her out like that?

Fang Yunyun coughed lightly and quickly patched up Banxia's wound: "Nanxing, Banxia just came back from outside and hasn't figured out the situation yet, you..."

Nanxing interrupted, "Don't worry, Sister Fang, I will never be angry with Banxia. I will support whatever she does."

Fang Yunyun, who was inexplicably fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), said: "...As long as you know what's going on."

Banxia smiled at Fang Yunyun, took a few steps forward, and stepped on Sun Huihui's hand as she tried to escape: "Don't go."

Sun Huihui's back broke out in a cold sweat: "W-what?"

Banxia leaned down slightly, and her right hand, clad in a professional winter glove, suddenly gripped her neck tightly, snapping—

A life that was just moments ago vibrant was instantly turned into a corpse.

Banxia glanced at her hands, which were not dirty, with satisfaction, then looked at the terrified He Song: "Aren't you going to get out of here? Do you want to stay too?"

"No, you can't," He Song looked at her in horror, "I'm Nanxing's biological mother, he still owes me his life..."

Banxia interrupted with a cold laugh: "When you threw Nanxing at the highway exit to fend for himself, he owed you nothing!"

She suddenly remembered something, "Where is Nanxing's vicious biological father?"

The sins were committed by both of them, and the debts must be repaid together.

“Dead,” He Song said with a smug look in his eyes. “That idiot was eaten by zombies a year ago.”

Banxia felt a little disappointed. To die so young was too good for him!

She impatiently dismissed him, saying, "Get lost."

He Song staggered to his feet, intending to play the victim, but upon meeting Banxia's cold gaze, all thoughts vanished. As if a zombie was chasing him, he ran away without looking back.

Banxia clicked her tongue, threw Sun Huihui's corpse into her space to feed the sparring zombies, and then, as if nothing had happened, linked arms with Nanxing and called to Fang Yunyun and Su Yao, "Let's go back, it's cold outside."

Fang Yunyun and Su Xiao exchanged a glance and simultaneously gave Banxia a thumbs up: You have a knack for managing your husband!

As soon as she entered the house, Banxia's stomach rumbled a few times from the bone broth filling the room.

"Hungry?" Nanxing couldn't help but frown. "Didn't your friend feed you?"

Banxia, ​​who had just dug out and "ate" the "friend" crystal core, quickly changed the subject: "I ate it, but I'm hungry again. Honey, can you make me a bowl of noodles?"

Nanxing patted her head helplessly: "Be a good girl and warm yourself by the stove while you wait for me."

After saying that, he rushed into the kitchen to wash vegetables, cut meat, and cook noodles.

Seeing that Nanxing had finally left, Fang Yunyun nudged Banxia's arm and whispered, "Are you stupid? How could you kick Nanxing's own mother in front of him?"

If Banxia had only given He Song a light kick to teach him a lesson, she definitely wouldn't have said a word. The problem is that Banxia didn't hold back at all in that kick; if He Song doesn't seek treatment for his internal injuries from a supernatural being when he gets back today, he definitely won't make it through the night.

In that case, wouldn't Banxia become the murderer who killed Nanxing's biological mother?

Banxia was puzzled: "So what if he kicked it? Nanxing doesn't mind."

Fang Yunyun choked up: "He's angry with He Song now, so of course he won't be indifferent, but what about the future? They are related by blood after all. Let him handle it himself. Why get involved?"

Banxia suddenly realized what Fang Yunyun was worried about, and a warm feeling washed over her.

Following the Chinese principle of "treating even distant relatives with estrangement," Fang Yunyun's open and honest guidance meant she absolutely treated her like family: "Sister Yunyun, Nanxing and I grew up together, and I understand him better than anyone else. Ever since… he's acted as if he has no family, so he could never be angry with me because of He Song. If one day he changes—"

She glanced toward the kitchen, her voice soft and gentle, as if she were coaxing her lover: "Then I'll lock him up, so he'll always belong to me alone."

Fang Yunyun's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Nanxing.