Chapter 87
The monsters seem to be particularly obedient recently, without making any big moves, and the entire inner world is calm.
"But this is not a good thing." Across the table, Wilde folded his hands in front of him with a serious expression.
"Hey? Isn't it good to be calm?" Zhu Changan scratched his hair, not understanding why the other party suddenly said that.
Before they knew it, the first semester was over. They were sitting on the Longyan train, waiting to be taken back to their 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 seen 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: 'Strange and quiet, something evil is at work.' Their previous actions may have achieved some purpose, but now there's not even a hint of anything, and we don't know what their next move will be. We're in a very passive situation."
“So, the current quietness is more like the calm before the storm.” Shen Liuxue said slowly.
"That's right. You must be careful during this period. Even when you go home for the holidays, you must pay attention to safety and remain vigilant at all times. If there is an emergency, the authorities will send relevant information on the official WeChat account, so please pay attention."
"Okay, we understand." The three nodded seriously.
In fact, the day before their holiday, the counselor had gathered all the students for a holiday safety meeting, going over all the necessary instructions. Wilde seemed a little worried and repeated the precautions.
Ever since coming out of Cangxing Tower that day, Mo Xuanji noticed that Wilde seemed vaguely anxious, like a high school senior who had only finished half of his review for the college entrance exam.
However, Mo Xuanji's own condition was not much better, so it was not appropriate to ask too much about this matter.
This somewhat serious topic was quickly brought to light, and the atmosphere between the four returned to its original relaxed state.
"By the way, I'd like to ask you for a favor." Zhu Changan scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "My grandfather's birthday is coming up 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 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, do you have any hobbies?"
"As for hobbies, he likes drinking. But he's already quite old, and sometimes he doesn't control the amount he drinks, so I don't dare buy him any."
"How about tea sets? This kind is more self-cultivating 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 feel uncomfortable as they age, so buying a massager can help relieve them. I think these brands are good, you might consider them."
"Okay, thank you, Senior."
"Does your grandfather like playing chess?" Mo Xuanji suddenly remembered the conversation with Zhuhe. The old man was quite good at chess and knew a lot about it. He didn't seem to be uninterested.
Zhu Changan scratched his hair: "Well...we do have a Go set at home, but I've rarely seen grandpa play it. I think grandpa 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 background, but he still didn't know how to ask about it.
The system comforted him that things would work out in the end, and with Grandma Mo's carefree personality, she probably wouldn't care about these things.
"I hope so."
With a roar, the Youlong train finally entered the platform.
"We've arrived." Shen Liuxue looked out the window, his expression a little dazed.
After getting off the train, she was going back to the Shen family.
Shen Liuxue silently clenched her hands on her knees, her heart filled with resistance.
"We've arrived." Wilde took off his hat, waved it, and said with a smile, "Family, see you next year."
"See you next year."
"See you next year, I wish you all a happy new year in advance~"
"Haha, this is too early."
…
Mo Xuanji's hometown was 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's mind suddenly popped up 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 tectonic plates?"
"What's that?" The system said it didn't understand.
"You are so amateurish that you don't even look like a system." Mo Xuanji joked, but after saying this, the system stopped talking.
Before he could think about it, he saw a big red and green figure running towards him from a distance.
"grandmother?"
"Oh my, my little one 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 with concern, "You've lost weight. The flesh on your face is gone."
"Let's go home. Grandma made a lot of delicious food for you. You must make up for it all during these months at home."
"Okay." Mo Xuanji gave a helpless smile.
As soon as they entered the yard, the group of free-range chickens, ducks and geese burst into earth-shaking cries, flapping their wings and lining 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 over. "During the time you were away from home, they missed you so much that they ate less."
After she finished speaking, 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: It’s even worse. I forgot to put on more clothes.
Ever since he discovered that his demonic energy could block out the outside heat, Mo Xuanji stopped adding clothes based on temperature fluctuations for greater mobility. It was late December, and with temperatures dropping below 10 degrees Celsius, he was wearing only a sweater and a coat.
"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 the clothes worn by a certain unfortunate child at this time look cold.
Without waiting for Mo Xuanji to stop her, Grandma Mo pulled 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 and said, "Grandma, I actually brought cotton clothes. I'll go change into them and not wear this one."
"Silly child, no other cotton-padded jacket is as comfortable as the one made by grandma." Grandma Mo blocked the way with a kind smile, holding a festive jacket with big red flowers in her hands.
The system cheered in the sea of consciousness: "Try it on, kid, this is made by your grandma herself, can you bear to see her expectations dashed?"
Mo Xuanji hugged himself desperately, "I won't." Every year since he was little, Grandma Mo would make him new clothes. Grandma Mo's craftsmanship was excellent, but her aesthetic was still stuck in the 1970s and 1980s, believing that red was the most prosperous, and the more red, the more festive.
Red looks good, but you can’t be red from head to toe, grandma!
"Oh, put it on! It's so boring for a grown man 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 subconsciously raised his head and saw that Grandma Mo was still smiling.
"Grandma, when did you know?" He clearly hadn't had time to speak yet.
Grandma Mo said, "I've raised you from a child to this age. Don't I know what you're thinking?"
Seeing Mo Xuanji's expression of doubt about life, Grandma Mo finally couldn't help laughing out loud. She took out her mobile phone and turned to the communication page with Mo Xuanji. The avatar of Creamy Little Ji on the opposite side was particularly conspicuous.
"Your profile picture is exactly the same as when you were a kid. Grandma knows at a glance that some brat has discovered the truth and is probably still struggling with it. Oh, why did you suddenly show that expression? No matter who you are, Jizi will always be Grandma's 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 wear 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 accepted her fate and put on the clothes, and the freshly baked little red chicken made a shining appearance.
The cotton-padded jacket that Grandma Mo made this time was a bit thick. Although it was indeed warm to wear, it seemed that there was too much cotton in the armpits, and my arms couldn't press down on it.
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 magical attacks and said shyly, "The system has no body, so it doesn't need this. However, if Jizi likes it, I can help you make a few more for Yuheng."
"I'm sorry, Tong. You are so magnanimous. I was wrong." The scene was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to think about it.
"Speaking of which... what happened here shouldn't be drawn into the comics by Liuhe..." Mo Xuanji suddenly realized this possibility that made his eyes go dark.
"As long as there is no plot point here, Liuhe won't draw it, don't worry."
After all the trouble, it was completely dark.
The food cooked by Grandma Mo was very delicious. Even the system was moved to tears after tasting a few bites using empathy.
The system choked: "It tastes like home."
Mo Xuanji smiled proudly in his heart: "What a promising future." He finally got a point back.
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