Luo Jianqing thought about it, and finally told his real age: "I am forty years old this year."
Grandma Gu immediately opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief, "You look at most twenty years old, how could you be forty?"
Luo Jian smiled lightly without saying anything.
"Forty, in fact, if my eldest son were still alive, he would also be forty this year." Grandma Gu picked up some food for Luo Jianqing and said, "But Ah Qing, you are also an immortal, right? I heard that immortals are immortal and as beautiful as you."
Luo Jianqing paused for a moment as he picked up the food. He looked up at the kind old woman and asked, "I'm not an immortal, but grandma... have you ever seen an immortal?"
Grandma Gu nodded continuously. "Yes, it was three years ago. The immortal suddenly descended upon our yard in the middle of the night and gave my old man and me a herb. The immortal was incredibly beautiful. He said that my old man and I were nearing our end of life, and that this herb could extend our lives."
With a slight tremor in his heart, Luo Jianqing asked, "Why...why would the immortal extend your lifespan?"
Grandma Gu said, "The immortal said that someone... I think it's his disciple, will come and sever our relationship. I don't understand these things, but the immortal's words are really good. My husband is seventy years old this year, but he is still in good health and can still go to the fields to plant rice."
“Snap—”
The chopsticks in Luo Jianqing's hand suddenly fell onto the table.
He slowly turned his head and gazed at the wrinkled old lady in front of him with a complex and profound gaze. His eyes slid from those gentle, smiling eyes, to the furrowed lines, and finally to the weathered face. Luo Jianqing pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.
This time, Luo Jianqing stayed.
Even though his spiritual power had only recovered 30% and the wound on his back hadn't healed yet, Luo Jianqing could leave at any time if he wanted to. Yet, he stayed.
That night, Grandpa Gu returned home. Grandma Gu specially cooked a large table of dishes, which made Grandpa laugh helplessly and said, "Ah Qing just woke up today, how can she eat all your big fish and meat? You should make something lighter, lighter!"
Grandma Gu slapped her forehead and said, "Look at my memory. I forgot everything."
Luo Jianqing looked at the table of delicious food in silence, feeling mixed emotions.
As Grandma Gu ate her food, she said, "Old man, do you know that Ah Qing is already forty years old this year?"
Grandpa Gu opened his eyes wide and looked straight at Luo Jianqing: "Forty... forty?! Doesn't that mean he's the same age as my eldest son?"
Grandma Gu nodded with a smile.
A dim yellow light flickered gently in the narrow farmhouse. Luo Jianqing sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating and cultivating. He had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. If it weren't for the urge to leave the valley, he would have consolidated his realm long ago. But now, he couldn't calm down.
He heard Grandpa Gu's voice and Grandma Gu's breathing in the next room; he heard the croaking of frogs outside the small thatched cottage and the sound of the mighty Luo River flowing not far away.
Luo Jianqing finally stood up, walked into the courtyard, and looked up at the sky.
It happened to be a full moon, and the moonlight was as cool as water, slowly spreading across the earth.
The green-robed monk's handsome and elegant face was full of confusion, and his star-like eyes were filled with bewilderment and doubt. He stood in Gujia Village, but it seemed as if he was standing in a bustling capital city, or as if he was standing on the top of Yuxiao Peak, which was deserted all year round.
Luo Jianqing closed his eyes silently, feeling the rare quiet of the night.
The next morning, when Grandma Gu got up, she suddenly saw Luo Jianqing in the courtyard. She was startled and said in surprise, "Ah Qing, why are you up so early? It's cold outside. Come in quickly. You are wearing so little, how can you bear it?"
Luo Jianqing smiled and took the water can from Grandma Gu's hand and said, "I'll help you cook."
The young man's bright smile made Grandma Gu slightly stunned. After a moment, she nodded and said happily, "Okay!"
That morning, Luo Jianqing cooked with Grandma Gu. In the morning, Grandpa Gu was about to go to the fields, so Luo Jianqing said, "I'll go with you."
Grandpa Gu was also stunned, and finally said happily: "Okay!"
Without using any spiritual power or magic, Luo Jianqing personally picked up the fragile seedlings and inserted them into the moist soil bit by bit. Grandpa Gu laughed heartily and kept instructing Luo Jianqing on where he was doing wrong and where he should plant them more correctly.
At the end of the day, Luo Jianqing's fair and beautiful face was also covered with mud.
The days passed one by one.
It was a strange thing that a stranger suddenly came to Gujia Village, and this stranger was so handsome! All of a sudden, countless girls gave their hearts to him. Even the most beautiful girl in the village couldn't help but give Luo Jianqing a red flower, then blushed shyly and ran away.
Luo Jianqing held the water basket in one hand and lowered his head to look at the red flower in his hand.
The flowers are so delicate, just like a girl's face, representing youth and time.
Luo Jianqing rejected all the matchmakers' proposals and every villager's attempt to introduce him to a partner. He lived in Grandma Gu's home, cooking, washing vegetables, working in the fields, and cleaning. As if truly part of the family, he took every task seriously. Even in his coarse linen clothes, he remained as cool, aloof, and elegant as an immortal.
At the beginning of winter, a heavy rain suddenly hit Gujia Village, causing the Luo River to flood out of season.
That night, Luo Jianqing and Grandpa Gu went to the fields to check. Grandpa Gu fell from the ridge of the field, and Luo Jianqing subconsciously used his hand to catch him.
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