Lin Zhixia only remained unconscious for half an hour before slowly waking up.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Shang Yunze's enlarged handsome face. Her pupils contracted at first, then she gently shook her head and sat up, supporting herself with her arms.
"Zhixia, you're finally awake." Shang Yunze quickly handed her a glass of water. "Don't be angry anymore. It seems that Xiaoyan and the other two really weren't lying to us. Zhou Ping even took me flying around earlier..."
Lin Zhixia took a sip of water first, and when she heard what he said, her eyes twitched. "Then why didn't you say so earlier? I just made such a request of her. Wasn't that embarrassing?"
"I didn't expect you to say that..." Shang Yunze quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
Lin Zhixia glared at him angrily at first, then couldn't help but feel worried, "It seems that Zhou Ping really didn't lie to us, but why do I still feel so uneasy?"
“If what he says is true, that he is a sword immortal, then our Yan Yan…” Lin Zhixia frowned slightly and said bluntly, “It seems that our Yan Yan will not outlive him. What will we do then?”
"Oh, that's all for the future. They're already sword immortals, how could they not have thought about that? It's not something we can worry about," Shang Yunze said, taking it all in stride.
"Besides, aren't those reincarnation and continuation stories on TV very popular?" he comforted. "Let the young people worry about their own affairs."
Lin Zhixia nodded in understanding and then said, "Now that I look at it, Zhou Ping is actually quite young."
Which of those deities in TV dramas isn't hundreds of years old?
Looking at it this way, Zhou Ping, who is 28, looks much younger.
Shang Yunze nodded in agreement and echoed, "Yes, she and Xiaoyan are a good match."
The two of them huddled together and talked for a while.
"Hey? Can you smell something delicious?" The aroma of food wafted in from outside. Lin Zhixia sniffed. "Wait a minute, our downstairs neighbors' cooking skills don't seem to be this good, do they?"
“Those three guys lying outside don’t have this skill either,” Shang Yunze said, getting up and opening the bedroom door.
As soon as the door opened, the aroma wafting in from outside became even stronger.
Zhou Ping, who was setting the table, looked up and met Shang Yunze's gaze. He curled the corners of his mouth and gave a slight smile. "Uncle, the meal is ready."
Shang Yunze was taken aback, then smiled back, "Oh? Oh, I'll call your Aunt Lin over right away."
He turned and called out to Lin Zhixia in the bedroom, then turned back around.
There was only Zhou Ping in the living room, who was setting out the bowls and chopsticks properly. Shang Yunze couldn't help but wonder, where were his son's three uncles?
"Uncle, the three uncles said they wouldn't be staying for dinner today. They told Yan Yan about it ten minutes ago and left," Zhou Ping replied, noticing his confusion.
After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, "Um... the three uncles said... Uncle, don't try to trick them into coming here to get beaten up again."
Shang Yunze: ...
Look at the mess this has made.
I must explain things clearly to my three older brothers tonight, so as not to cause any misunderstandings.
"Hey, what should I call you from now on, Uncle?" Hearing that even immortals have some taboos, Shang Yunze rubbed his hands awkwardly, unsure of how to interact with them.
Zhou Ping opened his mouth, about to speak, when Chu Changliu, who was in the kitchen, popped his head out and asked, "Dad, you're out?"
"Hey, he's out. Your mom's awake too." Shang Yunze was a little surprised to see his son holding a spatula.
"Yes, Dad, just treat Zhou Ping like a normal person. He doesn't care about these things," Chu Changliu replied, then waved to Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping understood and walked over. "Is everything ready?"
"Hmm, it's almost ready to be taken out," Chu Changliu smiled at him, then turned and went back to the kitchen.
Seeing how naturally the two of them were getting along, Shang Yunze gradually relaxed.
Lin Zhixia, who had just come out of the bedroom, looked up and saw this scene. She coughed twice and sat down at the table.
Shang Yunze sat down with her.
"How do you see?" Shang Yunze whispered in Lin Zhixia's ear.
"I think it's fine, it's just that Yan Yan is still young..." Lin Zhixia nodded with some satisfaction. It seemed that the two of them got along well, and her son hadn't been wronged. That was enough.
After the two of them brought out all the stir-fried dishes, Shang Yunze and Lin Zhixia nodded repeatedly.
Their eyes met several times, and they both saw a satisfactory answer in each other's eyes.
At the dinner table, the group chatted casually.
“Zhou Ping, our Yan Yan is still young... still in school, what do you think?” Lin Zhixia asked with a smile.
“I will stay with him, Auntie, don’t worry,” Zhou Ping replied to each of their questions.
"So, where are you two planning to live in the future?" Lin Zhixia asked again.
Zhou Ping replied almost without hesitation, "Wherever Yan Yan wants to be, that's where I'll be."
Lin Zhixia nodded in satisfaction, "Well, Auntie has no more questions."
After she finished speaking, Shang Yunze coughed twice. "Zhou Ping, as you know, Xiao Yan is still in university and should focus on his studies. I'd appreciate it if you could keep an eye on him..."
“There’s… a little less.” Shang Yunze gave Zhou Ping a knowing look.
Zhou Ping nodded silently.
It's impossible to say it's a small amount; I've been eating it for who knows how many years, and I've eaten quite a lot of it.
Fortunately, what remained in this world was the paper doll clone, Little Zhou Ping, so he wouldn't suffer.
Chu Changliu, who was eating voraciously, suddenly looked up and asked with some confusion, "Why?"
Shang Yunze: ...
Lin Zhixia: ...
Zhou Ping was already used to it, and he even patiently explained, "Your aunt and uncle are worried about you, afraid that you'll become obsessed with playing games and neglect your studies."
Chu Changliu narrowed his eyes and looked Zhou Ping up and down, his gaze intense.
Zhou Ping:...?
What is he doing? What has he thought of this time?
However, Zhou Ping's hands reacted faster than his brain. He grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into Chu Changliu's mouth, then smiled shyly at Shang Yunze and Lin Zhixia.
Looking at Shang Yunze and Lin Zhixia, the two experienced people exchanged an awkward smile.
Lin Zhixia truly never expected her son to be like this; the meaning behind that direct and passionate gaze was self-evident.
After taking a bite of meat, Chu Changliu chewed for a while, but Zhou Ping kept pinching his thigh hard with his hand under the table, so he didn't dare to say anything more.
After the meal, Shang Yunze said gently, "There are guest rooms at home. You can stay as long as you like."
And so, Zhou Ping successfully moved into Chu Changliu's home on Blue Star.
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