Chapter 087 Chapter 87

Recently, the weird ones seem to be particularly honest and have not made any big moves. The whole inner world is calm and peaceful.

"But this is not a good thing." Across the table, Wilde folded his hands in front of him with a serious expression.

"Hey? Wouldn't it be better to calm down?" Zhu Changan stroked his hair, not understanding why the other party suddenly said that.

Before they knew it, the first semester was over. They were sitting on a convoy train, waiting to be sent back to the original station. Wilde, who happened to be on the same train, saw the three of them and sat with them.

Mo Xuanji looked at Wilde and suddenly realized a problem - after knowing each other for so long, he seemed to have never met Wilde's other two teammates.

His attention had previously been diverted by Wilde's high-profile and bizarre appearance, and he only realized it now.

"That's the problem," Wilde explained. "As the saying goes: if something is strange and quiet, it must be something evil. Their previous actions may have achieved a certain purpose, but now there is no sign of it, and we don't know what their next move will be. The situation is very passive."

"So, the current silence is more like the tranquility before the storm." Shen Liuxue said slowly.

"That's right. You must be careful during this period. Even if you go home for the holidays, you must pay attention to safety and stay vigilant at all times. If there is an emergency, the authorities will send relevant messages on the public account, so you can pay more attention."

"Okay, we understand." The three nodded seriously.

In fact, the day before they went on holiday, the counselor specially called all the students together for a holiday safety meeting and gave them all the necessary instructions. Wilde seemed a little worried and repeated the precautions to them again.

Ever since coming out of Cangxing Tower that day, Mo Xuanji noticed that Wilde seemed a little anxious, like a senior high school student who was about to take the college entrance examination but had only reviewed half of his lessons.

It’s just that Mo Xuanji’s own situation wasn’t that good, so it was not appropriate to ask too much about this matter.

This somewhat serious topic was quickly brought to the fore, and the atmosphere between the four returned to its original relaxed state.

"By the way, I want to ask you for a favor." Zhu Changan touched his hair a little embarrassedly: "My grandfather's birthday is coming soon, and I want to prepare a surprise for him, but I really don't know what to buy. Do you have any recommendations?"

In fact, this is not the first time that Zhu Changan has mentioned his grandfather. In Zhu Changan's own description, his grandfather usually looks fierce and is very strict with him, but in fact he is not good at speaking and has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

"Grandpa, what are your hobbies?"

"As for hobbies, he likes drinking. But he is already quite old and sometimes he drinks without restraint, so I don't dare to buy it for him."

"How about tea sets? This kind is more beneficial to one's health and character, and many older people like it." Shen Liuxue said.

Zhu Changan quickly took out paper and pen to write it down.

"How about a massage? Old people always have some discomfort in their bodies when they get older. Buying a massager can help them relieve it. I think these brands are good, you can consider them."

"Okay, thank you, senior."

"Does your grandpa like playing chess?" Mo Xuanji suddenly remembered the conversation with Zhu He. The old man was very good at chess and knew a lot about it. He didn't seem to be uninterested.

Zhu Changan stroked his hair and said, "Well... we do have a Go set at home, but I've rarely seen grandpa play it. I think he should like it." As he said that, he wrote down the option of Go.

Zhu Chang'an fell into deep thought. After providing him with some options, his companions gave him space to think and stopped disturbing him.

Mo Xuanji lowered his head, feeling somewhat worried. His grandmother must have some clues about his life experience, but he still didn't know how to ask about it.

The system comforted him that things would work out in the end, and given Grandma Mo's carefree personality, she probably wouldn't care about these things.

“I hope so.”

With a whoosh, the dragon train finally pulled into the platform.

"We've arrived." Shen Liuxue looked out the window, looking a little dazed.

After getting off the train, she was going back to the Shen family.

Shen Liuxue silently clenched his hands on his knees, his heart full of resistance.

"We've arrived." Wilde took off his hat and waved it, smiling, "Family, see you next year."

"See you next year."

"See you next year, I wish you all a happy new year in advance~"

"Haha, it's too early."

…

Mo Xuanji's hometown is in a quiet and remote mountain village. After getting off the car, Mo Xuanji walked for a long time before he saw his home.

"There are so many mountains in your hometown." The system sighed.

"This place lacks everything except mountains." Mo Xuanji suddenly remembered a piece of knowledge that had been dead for who knows how many years: "Come to think of it, my hometown seems to be at the junction of the plates?"

"What board?" The system said it didn't understand that.

"You don't act like a system at all." Mo Xuanji joked, but after saying this, the system stopped talking.

Before he could think more, he saw a bright red and green figure running towards him not far away.

"grandmother?"

"Oh my, my kid is back!" Grandma Mo was delighted as she hugged Mo Xuanji in her arms. Then she let go and looked around him again and again, saying distressedly, "He's lost weight. The flesh on his face is gone."

"Let's go home. Grandma made a lot of delicious food for you. You must make up for it in the past few months at home."

"Okay." Mo Xuanji showed a helpless smile.

As soon as they entered the yard, this group of free-range chickens, ducks and geese burst into earth-shaking cries, flapping their wings, and lined up in an organized and disciplined manner to follow Mo Xuanji, following his lead wherever he went.

Mo Xuanji: Oh no, I was only thinking about grandma and forgot about these guys.

Grandma Mo looked at him and laughed so hard that she fell backwards. "During the time when you were not at home, they missed you so much that they ate less."

After saying that, Grandma Mo suddenly noticed something and pinched Mo Xuanji's clothes, startled: "My big grandson, why are you wearing so little? Aren't you cold?"

Mo Xuanji: Even worse, I forgot to put on more clothes.

Since he discovered that the operation of his demonic power could isolate the outside temperature, Mo Xuanji no longer added clothes according to temperature changes in order to facilitate his movements. It was the end of December, and the temperature was more than ten degrees below zero. He even only wore a sweater and a coat on his upper body.

"Grandma, I'm not cold..."

"You're still being stubborn. It's dark now and the temperature is very low. You're almost frozen to death." There is a kind of cold that makes grandma feel that you are cold, not to mention that at this moment, the clothes worn by a certain unlucky child look cold.

Without waiting for Mo Xuanji to stop her, Grandma Mo took out a set of cotton clothes from the wooden box. The festive color made Mo Xuanji's face change slightly. He silently took a step back: "Grandma, I actually brought cotton clothes. I will change into them and not wear this one."

"Silly child, no other cotton shirt is as comfortable as the one made by grandma." Grandma Mo blocked my way with a kind smile. In her hands was a festive shirt with big red flowers.

The system cheered in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Try it on, kid, this is made by your grandmother herself, can you bear to see her expectations dashed?"

Mo Xuanji hugged himself desperately: "I won't." Since he was a child, Grandma Mo would make new clothes for him every year. In fact, Grandma Mo's craftsmanship is very good, but her aesthetic taste is still stuck in the 1970s and 1980s, believing that red is prosperous and the redder, the more festive.

Red is beautiful, but you can’t be red from head to toe, grandma!

"Oh, put it on. It's so boring for a guy to wear black all day. Be careful that you won't be able to find a pretty little bird as your wife in the future."

Mo Xuanji was startled, he raised his head subconsciously and saw that Grandma Mo was still smiling.

"Grandma, when did you know?" He clearly didn't even have time to open his mouth.

Grandma Mo said, "I have brought you up from childhood to this age, don't I know what you are thinking?"

Seeing Mo Xuanji's expression of doubt about life, Grandma Mo finally couldn't help laughing out loud. She took out her cell phone and turned to the communication page with Mo Xuanji. The avatar of Creamy Little Ji on the opposite side was particularly eye-catching.

"Your profile picture is exactly the same as when you were a kid. I can tell at a glance that some brat has discovered the truth and is probably still struggling with it. Oh, why do you suddenly have this expression? No matter who you are, you will always be my favorite grandson~"

Grandma Mo smiled and wiped away the tears from Mo Xuanji's eyes. Then she changed the subject and raised the clothes in her hand again: "So, come and put on your grandma's love for you."

“……” For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should continue to cry or hold it back.

In the end, Mo Xuanji resigned herself to putting on the clothes, and the freshly-made little red chick made a stunning appearance.

The cotton t-shirt that Grandma Mo made this time was a bit thick. Although it was warm to wear, it seemed that there was too much cotton in the creases, and my arms couldn’t be pressed down.

Amid the system's merciless ridicule, Mo Xuanji revealed a look that said "I'm tired, destroy it quickly."

He sneered: "I have clothes made by my grandma, do you have any?"

The system was immune to magic attacks and said shyly: "The system has no body and does not need this. However, if Jizi likes, I can help you make a few more bodies for Yuheng."

"I'm sorry, Tong, you are so magnanimous, I was wrong." The scene was so beautiful that he dared not think about it.

“Speaking of which… what happened here shouldn’t be drawn into the comics by Liuhe…” Mo Xuanji suddenly realized this dizzying possibility.

"As long as there is no plot point here, Liuhe will not draw it, don't worry."

After all the trouble, it was completely dark.

The food cooked by Grandma Mo was delicious. Even the system was moved to tears after tasting a few bites using empathy.

The system choked up: "It tastes like home."

Mo Xuanji smiled proudly in his heart: "What a promising future." He finally got a point back.