Lu Shifeng left.
Suddenly, there was no one around Jian Luo. The children were gone, and her husband was gone too. She returned to her previous life and simply lived in the house in Anleyuan. In fact, her life was like this before, without Lu Shifeng and the children. She was quite happy at that time. Now, she didn't know what was wrong. Everything seemed to be the same, but everything seemed different.
Su Liang said, "You've been tired lately, and since most of the things have been handed over, why not take a break?"
Jian Luo shook his head: "No need."
He was still very busy, and was so busy on purpose. When people are extremely busy, they have no time to feel sad about the passing of time, nor do they have time to think about their husbands and children. They will not complain about themselves or worry about things that may never happen. However, what Su Liang said was indeed true. In fact, he did not have too many things to be busy with.
In order to perform well, the people below even have to report fewer troubles. He also wants to train the work ability of his subordinates. They don’t have to do everything themselves, they just need to keep an eye on it. Without those worries, he can spare time for live broadcasts.
Today Jian Luo is going to make a skewer hotpot.
"drop"
The live broadcast room starts.
He is very popular, and as Earth promotes new products, more and more people know and get to know Jian Luo. When the live broadcast starts, people keep pouring into the live broadcast room.
"The Lifetime Series."
"Finally remembered the password series."
"Grandpa, the anchor you're following is starting to broadcast!"
Jian Luo laughed out loud when he saw the comments. It was autumn now, and Su Liang's latest sweater was ready. It was dark red in color, with a few maple leaves embroidered on the chest. There was a playful orange in the main color that was eye-catching. Autumn itself was a bit cold, so it was just right to wear a sweater like this that was neither too thin nor too thick when the air conditioner was not turned on. Jian Luo had fair skin, and the dark red made her lips and teeth look rosy.
He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Today we are having a skewers hotpot. I have also invited some friends. There are many options for skewers, so you can choose your own."
Recently, many new varieties of vegetables have been cultivated at the planting center, and many local delicacies have also been discovered on Earth. In order to ensure their sales, Jian Luo announced them all to the world.
"This is kelp, very chewy."
“This thing is lotus root.”
"Then here are potatoes and bok choy."
He introduced them one by one, and then began to cook the soup base. As more and more herbs were dug up on the earth, many spices were also made. The whole rich soup base mixed with spicy flavor posed a great challenge to people's taste buds, and people could drool even through the screen.
The guests invited by Jian Luo also arrived.
Qing'er and Jiang Jiang were the managers of their own factory. The room was bustling with activity. Qing'er and Jiang Jiang were helping out all the time. As the administrator of Jinjiang Live Network, it was Jiang Jiang's first time meeting everyone in the live broadcast room. After a while of hard work, everyone was finally able to eat the skewers of hotpot.
The biggest advantage of hot pot is that you can eat different delicious foods in one place, especially if the cook can make the soup base, the taste will be different. The audience was once again tortured:
“Why can’t I afford vegetables?”
"I'm so greedy."
"Okay, I'll drink the nutrient solution this month and I'll also have a plate of shredded potatoes."
"Everyone, be patient. I heard there will be no purchase restrictions on potatoes next month."
Every time Jian Luo broadcasts live, it can attract a large amount of consumption. The already precarious vegetable market has become even worse because of this live broadcast. Some scalpers even started to speculate on the prices of vegetables. The impact behind this is the improvement of human status. A large number of the arrogant Dark Star people disappeared, and humans gradually gained respect in various public places.
As they ate, many people noticed the clothes. Jian Luo's clothes were too eye-catching:
"What brand's new model is this?"
"I like it so much."
"It looks too white. The dragon clan's wives must be wearing high-end luxury goods."
Jian Luo noticed someone was talking about clothes, and he said honestly: "This is knitted by my mother. If you like it, you can go to her live broadcast room and ask if there is any quantity available for order."
Many people don’t know the relationship between the anchor Bai Ri and Jian Luo, but everyone was shocked when Jian Luo said that. After all, Bai Ri is also a big name in the handmade section. Her handmade products are in short supply, and those who get them can’t wait to brag about them.
"Last time when Jian Luo got married, I said there was a woman who looked like Bai Ri's figure."
"Ahh, a winner in life!"
"My husband is the Dragon King, my child is the hope of the world, my mother is ingenious, my boss is the richest man, and my teacher is a high priest. What else does Jian Luo not have?"
A group of audience members began hitting the screen with acid.
Jian Luo watched them mention Lu Shifeng's name with a smile on his face, but he felt depressed in his heart. Even if the soul stone did not show anything unusual, he could not help but worry. Others envied him, but he envied others for having a happy family, not having to worry every day, not having to shoulder heavy responsibilities and running around every day. However, everyone's choices are different, and their paths are also different.
…
Half a month later
Jian Luo was inspecting shops in the mall. He was planning to open a physical hotpot restaurant, so he had to come to the store to check it out. As he was looking, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Hello?"
"Luoluo," Secretary Jin said, "I thought I should be the first to inform you. Judging from the movements in Dragon Valley, it seems the young princes have returned."
Jian Luo felt his voice tremble a little: "Is it true?"
Secretary Jin smiled and said, "That shouldn't be wrong. The sacred tree must be about to grant wings, so there's a lot of movement. During this time, only the three princes have entered the illusionary world, no one else."
"I'll be right back!"
Jian Luo's legs felt a little weak with excitement.
After communicating with the person in charge for a few words and meeting another day, he ran back. Lu Shifeng said that it would take at least a few months and at most half a year, but these three came out in less than two months. Are they really okay?
Running all the way back, Jian Luo just arrived at the edge of the dragon illusion, and heard dragon roars coming from inside, some childish low growls, and the sounds came one after another, and the voices of more than one little dragon were heard. This sound was different from the cries of the cubs, and there was a hint of background and momentum in it.
Before Jian Luo arrived, the little dragon inside seemed a little excited and didn't intend to come out. Jian Luo could feel a gust of wind blowing out from inside when he stood at the door. Then, a figure came out from above the door. When he looked up, two black dragons appeared above the sky of the military base, hidden in the clouds.
Jian Luo stood at the door and watched.
The slightly older Long Aotian was the first to lean over and rush down, and when he got closer to Jian Luo, he changed into human form. Jian Luo had thought that a human form might be very tall, but he didn't expect that the person falling into his arms was actually a little boy who looked only five or six years old, with black hair, blood-red eyes, and tough facial features, like Lu Shifeng.
Long Aotian threw himself into Jian Luo's arms, hugged Jian Luo's neck, and said in a low voice: "Dad."
Jian Luo still felt a little unreal holding the child. He patted the child's back and said in a trembling voice, "Are you back?"
"Um."
Long Aotian buried his head in his arms. Even though he was grown up, his mind was still very young. He mumbled, "Daddy, hold me."
Jian Luo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. When he looked up, the second child in the family had also come down. He looked a little different from the eldest child. His facial features were softer, like Jian Luo, but his temperament was very cold. The child had a sense of distance that kept people at a distance. When he noticed that Jian Luo was looking at him, he walked over with small steps.
Jian Luo squatted down, put Long Aotian down, and said to him, "Come here, let daddy hold you."
Long Batian was noble and cold one second ago, but the next second he came over and hugged Jian Luo obediently, showing unexpected tenderness.
"Are you hurt?" Jian Luo couldn't help but worry: "Where's your sister?"
The two cubs looked at each other, and finally the eldest said: "Our illusions are different, I don't know sister."
…
There was a moment of silence in the air.
Jian Luo unconsciously began to worry. The two cubs might have noticed their father's mood and leaned against Jian Luo sensibly. Just when they were silent, a somewhat delicate dragon roar was heard from the Dragon Valley. The three of them looked towards the door. The little silver dragon did not stay in the Dragon Valley. As if it had sensed a familiar breath, it flew directly out.
When she landed, Jian Luo saw a girl with long silver hair, about five or six years old, wearing a pink dress with petals, with black eyes. She was petite and cute. When she saw her, she staggered over and threw herself into Jian Luo's arms with the fragrance of flowers. The girl's voice was soft, "Dad."
Jian Luo almost shed tears when he saw the three children who were safe and sound. He smiled and said, "It's good that they are all fine. It's good that they are all fine."
The three little cubs wanted to find their father at first, but they were not as happy as Jian Luo thought after knowing that their father had entered the illusion. When Lu Shifeng was here, he was very strict with them and never spoke to them in a nice way. He thought that the children hated their father, but after knowing that their father was gone, they acted very lost, and often even sat in the Dragon Valley with Jian Luo in a daze.
Lu Shifeng's illusion lasted much longer than those of the three little guys.
One month, two months, half a year, a year, there was no movement in the Dragon Valley. The cubs grew up slowly and became sensible under Jian Luo's care.
All the affairs of the dragon clan were managed by Lu Shifeng's confidants. Compared to the long lifespan of the dragon clan, a year was as short as a dozen days, and there would not be any trouble. There were only some annoying rumors. At first, they were only small ones, but later even a few dragon cubs heard about them.
When Jian Luo was telling a bedtime story at night, Long Aotian finally couldn't help but said, "Dad."
Jian Luo looked up: "Hmm?"
"Don't worry too much." Long Aotian held Jian Luo's hand and said, "Daddy will be fine."
Jian Luo smiled: "I understand."
Long Aotian was afraid that Jian Luo would overthink things, so the child added thoughtfully, "Even if daddy is gone, you can still find us a stepfather."
“…”
Jian Luo's hand trembled.
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