[Hongli: Adding insult to injury to an already poor family?]
[Hongli: Although I am not familiar with them, at least be a human being. Do you really want them to be homeless and wander around? They are still relatives after all...]
[Hei Yang: Ah, ah, ah, don’t worry, I am so kind-hearted, I will definitely leave a few small thatched houses for them to live in.]
【Hongli:?】
[Hongli: Do you know, I paid back the thirty spiritual stones I owed some time ago, and it turned out that compared to you, I am really kind.]
[Hei Yang: Oh, yes, yes, you are a kind little angel.]
[Hei Yang: No, no, it’s just a joke, I’m sure we won’t just leave them a few thatched huts.]
[Hongli: Got it, you won’t even leave thatched huts, right?]
[Hei Yang: Don’t be embarrassed, let’s present the facts and reason.]
[Hei Yang: Just say, there are only so many people in the Hei family, can they live in such a big yard?]
[Hongli: Well, what if your left arm occupies one room and your right thigh occupies another room...]
[Heiyang: Damn, what kind of monster are you? Seriously, don’t interrupt.]
[Hongli: Ouch, just say it.]
[Hei Yang: There are also those calligraphy and painting antiques. I didn’t expect that I still have them. Shouldn’t a poor family exchange these things for money?]
[Hongli: Hey, you don’t understand this.]
[Hongli: In case those antiques, maybe there is something in them that is a family heirloom left in ancient times, or there may be some magic jade pendant that can be used to identify relatives with blood.]
[Hongli: Or maybe a certain simple ring actually hides an old man with a white beard...]
[Heiyang: Can I fulfill your three wishes, right?]
[Hongli:???]
[Hongli: Is there any smell?]
[Hongli: I’m talking about the routines in biographical novels. Aren’t you talking about the short stories you told when you were a child?]
[Hei Yang: I remember it quite clearly. Sure enough, the diary is still useful...]
【Hongli: What the hell are you ******】
[Hongli: If you didn’t tell me I almost forgot, you peeked into my diary and then you didn’t let me see yours!]
[Hongli: Bullying!]
[Hei Yang: Hello? Wai? What are you saying? I can’t hear you clearly! Oops, it seems the signal is not good, it’s really strange————]
[Hongli: I suddenly remembered that your birthday will be in two months.]
[Hei Yang: Ha! What gift are you going to give me?!]
[Hongli: I’m going to give you a fucking punch, you bitch, you hear me clearly now, right?]
【Heiyang:?】
[Heiyang: Are you fishing for me?]
[Hongli: Anyone who wants to take the bait will understand.]
[Hongli: Oh, by the way, let me show you my daughter, who was just born yesterday!]
[Heiyang:??????]
[Hei Yang: Whose?! No, you have only been to the Five Elements Sect for less than six months, right?!]
[Hei Yang: I don’t agree! No! I want to kill him!!!!!]
【Hongli:?】
[Hongli: What the hell are you talking about! Damn, why are you so excited all of a sudden?]
[Hongli:[Picture][Picture][Picture]]
[Hongli: No, isn’t Xiaoli Flamingo cute?]
[Hongli: Even though she is bare and doesn’t have a few feathers now, my aunt said that this little Li Flamingo is very good-looking!]
[Hongli: Well, second only to me!]
[Hei Yang: Oh, this...then it’s okay.]
[Hongli:...]
[Hongli: Were you thinking about something messy just now?]
[Hei Yang: Ah ha ha ha, um, someone is calling me outside. It must be something urgent. Let’s chat back, chat back, ha ha ha...]
【Hongli:?】
……
"Huh——"
Hei Yang took a deep breath, slowly calmed his little heart, and felt a little wet at the corner of his eyes: "Haha, you almost scared me to tears... uh, cough... Anyway, it's very scary!"
Just now, countless terrifying thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind, such as...
Childhood sweethearts might as well fall from the sky...
It was obviously me who came first...
It’s the winter season again...
Maybe I came at the wrong time...
Li, once again, create a world with you! (Mist)
"No!"
Hei Yang looked fierce: "I will never allow that to happen!"
"In three minutes, I want to know all the information about Hongli during this period, every move, and interpersonal communication... No, no!"
Hei Yang shook his head: "This is too much, like a big pervert.
But, but...ahhhh!"
"What's wrong with me?!"
Hei Yang suddenly realized: "As time goes by, as the time apart from her gradually becomes longer, I seem to be getting more and more out of control?
Do I... miss her?!"
"No!"
Hei Yang's pupils were shaking: "Hei Yang, have you become a useless person who can't live without that girl? Can you be a bit promising? A woman will only affect the speed of drawing your sword!
But isn’t it just for that girl that I drew the sword?”
"Fuck! I'm a waste!"
Hei Yang gritted his teeth and beat his own head, scolding himself mercilessly: "Damn it, you're a worthless thing, you're a loser! How can you panic over such a trivial matter?"
"But... it's not a trivial matter!"
Hei Yang's eyes suddenly widened: "Yes, this is a major event in life, no matter how important it is, it's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm so promising!"
"Yes, yes, that's right..."
Hei Yang's eyes gradually lost focus, and he kept mumbling: "This is a major event in life, and it needs careful planning and arrangement... I want this, this, and that..."
……
"This, this, and that..."
Hei Changhong sat on the steps in front of Hei's house, watching in despair as each precious item was carried out from Hei's house.
"That's a bed made of top-grade rosewood!
That’s the incense burner from the Qiankun Calendar Three Years!
And that one, that one is...oh, that one is the tea cup I bought last week...Although it's not very expensive, I really like it!"
"Master, since you can't bear it, don't agree to Xiaoyang's conditions..."
An old man looked at the strong dejection exuding from Hei Changhong and couldn't help but said.
"That kid replaced Mrs. Mi's tiger-head crutches with a broken wooden stick, saying it didn't need to be so delicate...
I don’t think this will help revitalize our family..."
After a pause, the old man lowered his voice and whispered: "I think this posture looks more like a house raid! Is there really no problem?"
"Uncle, don't ask me, I don't know either."
Hei Changhong's voice was hoarse: "But I promised not to interfere with Xiaoyang's decision. Xiaoyang finally changed his mind and agreed to come back to help us. It would be too ungrateful if he continues to do so.
Even if we sell all the family property, as long as Xiaoyang is still on our side during this Qi refining period, it will still be our profit..."
"Dad!"
Heizhao trotted over with a pair of jade bracelets: "Look at this, this is what my grandma left for my mother..."
"Sold, sold!"
"Oh!"
Soon...
The black catcher ran over again: "Dad, there is also your favorite huanghuali lounge chair..."
"Sold, sold!"
"Oh——"
"Dad, there is also this word..."
"Sold, sold..."
"Oh..."
"Dad!"
"Sold, sold!"
"Uh, okay then..."
"Wait! What are you carrying!"
The old man glared and scolded: "I didn't ask you to sell your father, put him down quickly!"
