"Is my grandpa okay? I haven't even given him my New Year greetings yet! I wonder if Uncle Wang and Aunt Zhang's New Year's vacation is over yet..."
In the past, Luo Wenyuan also had missions during the Spring Festival. Whenever he thought of Luo Zhentian having New Year’s Eve dinner with only Uncle Wang on the night of the 30th, and then going to bed early, Luo Wenyuan felt sad.
Qingshan reached out and ruffled Luo Wenyuan's hair, but Colonel Luo, who never let anyone touch his head, lowered his head and let Qingshan ruffle his hair.
"The New Year is still here until the end of the first month. After you've completed your mission, come home with me. You must be at home with Grandpa on the fifteenth day of the first month!"
"Oh, okay... huh? That's not right. How can I accompany Grandpa if I go home with you?"
"Of course I can, because Grandpa is at my house!"
"W-what? Grandpa went to your house?"
It's no wonder that Luo Wenyuan was surprised. Luo Zhentian always said that New Year's Eve was a good day for family reunion and a lively occasion, and they had to seek good luck and happiness. As an old man who had lost his wife and children, he felt that he had a bad fate and it was not appropriate for him to celebrate the New Year with others.
Whenever Wen Yuan went on a mission during the Spring Festival, Zhou Dabao and Uncle Wang would invite Luo Zhentian to their home, but every time Luo Zhentian would make up a reason to refuse them. Unexpectedly, this stubborn old man actually went to celebrate the New Year with his in-laws thousands of miles away this year. It seemed that he had decided on Qingshan as his granddaughter-in-law, so he did not treat Qingshan's family as outsiders and did not have so many concerns.
"Wen Yuan, I have to admit my mistake to you. You... need to be mentally prepared..."
Luo Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat. He had known Qingshan for so long and knew that she was always confident in what she did. Even when she was treating his eyes, she never said such a thing. Could it be that his grandfather's hypertension had worsened?
"What kind of mental preparation?"
"After Grandpa came to my house, he ate well, slept soundly, and occasionally had snacks, so... he gained weight, at least ten kilograms..."
To be precise, Mr. Luo had gained 19 pounds. Qingshan had weighed him the morning she arrived in Heilongjiang Province, but she hadn't dared to tell Luo Wenyuan the exact number. Mr. Luo used to be thin, but now, despite gaining nearly 20 pounds, thanks to Qingshan's care, his blood pressure and blood lipids were well controlled. The fat didn't accumulate in the walls of large blood vessels or internal organs, but grew subcutaneously, so he looked much more plump than before.
Qingshan always felt that she was primarily responsible for her grandfather's weight gain. If she hadn't been so naughty as to offer him "Qingshan's Secret Crab Roe Sunflower Seeds", "Qingshan's Secret Nuts", "Chen's Assorted Preserved Fruits", "Qingshan Brand Organic Canned Fruits" and throat soothing gummies of N flavors, how could Grandpa Luo fall in love with snacks and lose his figure?
Luo Wenyuan's heart dropped to the ground, "Fat? That's right, you cook so deliciously, I gained weight after staying with you for a few days, not to mention Grandpa."
"I did take Grandpa out for a walk, but he eats too many snacks. Except when he's sleeping, he's basically always eating! If I didn't give him fat-burning and damp-removing herbal tea every day, he'd be even fatter!"
Luo Wenyuan thought that his grandfather had turned into a pot-bellied white-haired old man, cracking melon seeds and chatting with people, and he found it inexplicably funny.
"Haha, it's okay. I'll criticize him when I get back and confiscate his snacks!"
"Can I just watch while it's being confiscated? I promise not to say anything. Let's see who wins, you two, the grandfather and the grandson!"
Luo Wenyuan smiled and pulled Qingshan into his arms. The two talked for a while, and then it was time to change shifts. Luo Wenyuan went out to arrange for the trainees to go out on guard, leaving Qingshan to continue resting in the room.
Qingshan wished he could fly home right now, lock the door, and go inside to take a good look at the wild ginseng he had just acquired. Although there were no outsiders here, it was once the territory of the Five Immortals. Who knew if there were other cultivators spying? If they discovered the secret of the medicine bracelet, it would be disastrous. He could only wait until he got home.
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