The biggest benefit of going home is that you don't have to worry about any danger. Xia Xiao and Azhu go to bed early and get up late every day, replenishing their energy and spirit. They will no longer feel sleepy as soon as they close their eyes, or feel like they are dying as soon as they get hurt. Xia Xiao and Azhu, who are used to being tired, agree to put their cultivation aside during this period of time and experience life well.

If Ah Zhu hadn't taken the initiative and insisted, Xia Xiao would definitely not agree. Even if he only practiced for one hour a day, he still wanted to practice. But as Ah Zhu said, he didn't know where he could return from this time. If he didn't accompany her, there would really be no chance.

Ah Zhu had both the best and worst plans. If Xia Xiao could really turn the dark forces of the demonic world upside down, it would be good. Not only would his crimes be washed away, but he would also become a unique existence and be admired. But if he failed, not only would everything he did not deserve praise, but he would even be despised. But as long as he was still alive, Ah Zhu would wait for him to come back.

Life is full of hardships, but with someone by your side, you can always move forward faster.

Whether successful or unsuccessful, Ah Zhu will face it with Xia Xiao. But before that, it was the wonderful life in Xia Mansion. The days here were more dreamy for Ah Zhu than those in the academy, because there were many things about Xia Xiao's past here, and she always asked questions, and Xia Xiao answered them tirelessly.

Even though his room had been renovated, there were still some old things, such as a fairy tale book and a few black bricks on the floor that looked like they had been splashed with paint. Xia Xiao had told Ah Zhu the story, and at the time, the words seemed to be full of innuendos, but now they really became fairy tales, with a hint of ancient mythology, perhaps deliberately added to make the child feel mysterious.

A book can only be told once, but Xia Xiao asked his mother to find a lot of books, and every night before going to bed, he would tell Ah Zhu a long or short story. Some stories were sweet, and Ah Zhu fell asleep peacefully after listening to them, while some stories were filled with a few dirty words, which made Ah Zhu laugh out loud. How could there be such a story?

No matter how noisy they are, they will sleep peacefully when the time comes. After playing enough during the day, they will sleep soundly at night. Xia Xiao always sleeps later than Azhu. He is used to staring at the dark ceiling in a daze, thinking about what is about to happen. Before everything starts, no one knows how it will start and end, and no one expects it to be exactly the same as what they think, as long as the deviation is not too big.

When he woke up naturally every day, he would have the breakfast he had said he wanted to eat the night before. This kind of treatment would make Ah Zhu feel excited even after three or five days.

After breakfast every day, I would chat with my aunt and watch Xia Xiao play chess with my uncle. Their chess skills were not as advanced as Xia Wan's, but when she was not around, they played very enthusiastically. At noon, they would eat and read, and when they were tired, they would hug each other and sleep. Sometimes, Ah Zhu would curl up in Xia Xiao's arms like a kitten, asking him to cover him with a blanket, and he would close his eyes, as if freezing time.

In the evening, Xiao Rong would always ask Ah Zhu what he wanted to eat the next day. Ah Zhu was not picky about food, and most of the time he would say anything was fine, but once he casually said wild vegetable noodles, Xiao Rong sent people to dig them overnight. In the winter, wild vegetables were few and far between, but they were still found. Although the cost was a bit high, Ah Zhu was spoiled and felt very happy.

The same days always repeat themselves, happiness and sweetness occupy Ah Zhu's body and mind, making him always smile, and he runs behind Xia Xiao to watch him play chess. Every time he plays chess, it's fake, but chatting is real. Xia Jinghong takes a sip of tea and says:

"General Lin Tian has led his troops to Xiyang overnight, and the team of practitioners is also ready. It won't be long before Zhenxun will be empty again, and only we who are acting will be left."

"When I was taken away, there must have been quite a stir. The Southern Merchants would soon know about me and start to march forward, but this war cannot last long."

"Why? A year of war is not a long time."

Xia Xiao picked up a black chess piece and placed it on a very inconspicuous crisscross point, killing the white piece with ease. Normally, you win one and I win another, which is normal. What Xia Jinghong is concerned about at this time is why the war is not long-lasting, is there a way to stop it, or will it face the so-called large-scale disaster? Xia Xiao took Ah Zhu's hand and prepared to go shopping, but he didn't tell her the reason.

"You little brat!"

Xia Jinghong laughed and scolded, then saw Xiao Rong coming over with tea and said:

"Your son went out shopping and said that the war would not last long, and he kept it a secret and didn't tell us why."

"It is naturally a good thing that the war stops. If it stops, it may break out again. It cannot eradicate the fundamental contradictions."

"People driven by interests are not human beings. All we can do is to resist with all our strength. As for changing the situation, we have to leave it to the boys in the academy."

Xiao Rong nodded and snuggled up to Xia Jinghong. When her eyes caught sight of the dark sky, she murmured:

“It’s going to rain.”

Xia Jinghong nodded slightly, put his arm around Xiao Rong's waist, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"No matter how dark the sky is, it is not as dark as the sky in Longgang at that time. No matter how heavy the rain is, it is not as heavy as the night I left Zhenxun."

Xiao Rong stroked Xia Jinghong's rough face with her wrinkled hands. As long as they were still there, they could get through this long night and wait for the day when the rain would stop and the sky would clear.

Compared to the suddenly melancholy parents, Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu seemed much more free and easy. They walked on the street, using their vitality to cover up their appearance. Xia Xiao's current strength could easily do this, so Ah Zhu was relieved and could run around the street without restraint. But the sky was too dark, and there were not many stalls on the street, but walking in the rain had a different flavor. But to have artistic conception, you have to wait for the rain to fall.

After walking for a while, they didn't buy anything, but the rain was falling heavily. It was a heavy rain, no less than any rain Xia Xiao had ever experienced. But when he clenched his palm, it became a big black umbrella, which didn't get him wet at all, and it looked the same as the umbrella Su Huan had given him. Ah Zhu remembered that umbrella, she liked it very much, but it disappeared under the beating of the vital energy waves.

The sudden heavy rain always brings a lot of excitement. Some people are busy taking shelter from the rain, some are running around with umbrellas, and no one knows what they are busy with.

Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu walked very quietly on the street, seeing the rain dispersing the smoke from cooking, seeing some people hiding under the eaves, looking up at the sky and remaining silent, just waiting for it to stop. No one gave them an umbrella, and this was the only way for people who lived far away, but Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu walked in their eyes, like a pair of immortal lovers.

There was a lot of water on the ground, but Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu seemed to be walking on it. But it would be a pity not to play in the water on a rainy day, so they walked on the water. Listening to the rain falling, washing everything, and then listening to the sound of it being stepped on, it seemed that the water had not died after falling to the ground, but had changed its way of life, constantly surging, never stopping.

After walking around aimlessly for a while, Ah Zhu asked Xia Xiao:

"Have you and Shu Shuang walked this road?"

"It's been so long, why are you still bringing it up?"

"Just curious."

"You are really something. Others avoid her and ignore her, but you keep bringing her up every now and then. Aren't you afraid that I will miss her one day and go to Shangshan?"

"I only mentioned it out of curiosity, and what's wrong with mentioning it? Sister Shu Shuang is so pitiful, we must all remember her and never forget her. Besides, Shangshan is not Sister Shu Shuang! Sometimes I feel like Sister Shu Shuang is still here, and when I can't take good care of you, she is the one helping me."