Doomsday adaptation plot

"So you asked someone to pick you up, not to take us back to the Tang family." Ye Zixin lay on the edge of the car window and looked at the safe area outside the window. So far, except for the lack of greenery, it looks no different from before the end of the world. The difference is too big, there are still tall buildings on both sides, crowds on the road... and occasionally there will be a traffic jam or something...

"I still remember the way back to the old house." Tang Shu had just asked at the security checkpoint. The grandfather of the Tang family still lived in the original old house. "just in front."

Ye Zixin turned his head and looked at the courtyard in front of him. There was actually a peach tree planted in the courtyard, and the branches stretched out of the courtyard to move its teeth and claws.It's already late July, and the peach blossoms are still blooming abnormally.

"This tree has been planted here since I was a child." Tang Shu noticed Ye Zixin's rather surprised expression and explained, "It seems to have been planted by my grandmother back then."

After the members of the Tang family identified a person, their single-mindedness was probably the same as this peach tree, leaving the only spring in this land without any plants.

Tang Shu was driving Tang Yan's car, so he drove directly into the courtyard without any hindrance.

After parking the car, Ye Zixin still sat still, he turned his head to look at Tang Shu stiffly, "What if I say I'm nervous?"

"I thought you didn't know these two words." Tang Shu smiled, with a rare lightness in his voice, as if the string that had been tense all the way was finally relaxed.

"I hope grandpa won't be as enthusiastic as your cousin." Ye Zixin took a deep breath and walked down.

"You'll know it when you see it." Tang Shu stretched out his hand to Ye Zixin.

Ye Zixin hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and held it decisively: "Isn't this a little too aboveboard?"

If he didn't hold it so hard, it would still sound a bit believable...

Tang Shu directly took Ye Zixin's hand and walked familiarly to the glass room behind the villa. This place was a flower house before the end of the world. Tang Shu's grandmother loved flowers, and half of the flowers here were planted by her.Now, due to the mutation, more than half of it has been wiped out, leaving only some unmutated or relatively docile flowers, and the other side is all planted with unmutated fruits and vegetables.

Today, the cultivation of fruit trees has restarted in the safe zone of the capital, but generally they can only be kept in greenhouses, under the care of special wood-type supernatural beings.Ordinary areas are either not viable or easy to mutate. There are not many people like the old man of the Tang family who dare to grow plants in their backyards.Who knows when these weird things get excited, they will devour the people who raised them...

When Tang Shu pulled Ye Zixin over, the old man of the Tang family was pruning the branches of a rose plant, and the washbasin-sized flower rubbed against the old man's hand to show his intimacy.

When Mr. Tang heard the footsteps, he turned his head and saw that it was Tang Shu who "hummed" first. He didn't know whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, and then saw him holding hands with Ye Zixin.The old man threw the scissors aside: "This is the person you talked about on the phone?"

The person on the phone... The last phone call between Mr. Tang and Tang Shu should be before the end of the world, so it should be Gu Junyan, right?

Tang Shu frowned, noticed Ye Zixin's half-smile expression, and quickly replied, "No."

"Then what did you bring back?" Mr. Tang said dissatisfied.

Tang Shu said stiffly, "He is my lover."

Ye Zixin took a deep breath, almost kneeling at this straightforward expression.

The old man frowned, and looked at Ye Zixin with dissatisfaction, his eyes were critical: "Is there any possibility of separation?"

Tang Shu answered bluntly: "No."

Hearing the words, the old man jumped up and waved away people: "Then what are you talking about, get out! Don't be an eyesore here!"

Hearing the words, Tang Shu pulled Ye Zixin around and left...

"Come back!" The old man said angrily with one hand on his hip, "Leave as soon as you come back, are you trying to piss me off?"

Tang Shu raised his eyebrows and stopped as he said. He was obviously used to the old man's intermittent convulsions.Ye Zixin wasn't used to it yet, so he was very obedient on the surface like a little wife, and let Tang Shu lead him around... Secretly suppressed laughter until his calf cramp...

Mr. Tang coughed, and walked inside with his head held high: "Come with me, and tell me about your experiences along the way."

Ye Zixin sat shyly on the opposite side of the sofa, looking at the old man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed in a bold posture, he probably regarded this place as his battlefield, and he always had the air of pointing out the country... If you don't talk about the wind It is rain.

Tang Shu has never talked much, and now he just briefly talked about the key experiences on the road.

The old man listened carefully, but when his eyes turned to Ye Zixin's face, he felt dissatisfied again, and directly interrupted Tang Shu: "Why are you so blind! You shouldn't make tea for the old man at this time ?!"

"..." Ye Zixin silently looked at the set of tea sets and a pot of tea leaves on the coffee table, and first used the rain spell to wash all the teapots and tea bowls.

The old man's eyebrows twitched: "Are you a water-type supernatural being?"

Ye Zixin paused, threw a ball of fire and lit the base of the alcohol lamp under the teapot.

The old man's eyes widened and he looked at Ye Zixin in amazement. He had never heard of anyone who possessed the incompatible abilities of water and fire at the same time: "How did you do it?"

Ye Zixin also imitated the old man's way, raised his legs and asked casually: "Want to know? Want to learn? Just admit that I'm with Tang Shu..."

"..." The old man stared at Ye Zixin for a long time and finally lost, and turned to look at Tang Shu with a pitiful expression: "My dear grandson..."

Tang Shu's face was calm, as if he didn't hear it.Ye Zixin continued to cook tea while humming...

The old man rolled up his sleeves, gearing up... discouraged: "Okay, I promise to let you be together."

"Grandpa." Ye Zixin quickly changed his words, and handed over the brewed tea with a flattering face: "Tea, please."

The old man took the tea, and muttered with emotion on his face, "So I still have a day to drink tea from my granddaughter-in-law."

Ye Zixin felt cheated for a moment, and couldn't help pointing at the old man and asked, "Didn't he disagree with us?" The speed of this change seems to be a bit fast!

With a slumped face, Tang Shu took Ye Zixin's hand and put it in his arms: "He originally thought that I would never be able to find someone to stay with me in my life. It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman." The implication... Mr. Tang's behavior in front of him was just... teasing you!

This bright and sad feeling...Ye Zixin silently turned her head away.

"Although I agree with you being together, you still have to work hard to have a baby... Well, it's impossible." Mr. Tang scratched his hair, regretting that he still wouldn't be able to hold his great-grandson in the future. "Come back to business, what are your two abilities?"

"Grandpa, I actually only have the ability of fire." Ye Zixin flicked his finger, and a ball of flames fluttered at his fingertips following his instructions: "The generation of the ability comes from the spiritual root. "

"Wait what are you talking about?" Mr. Tang was sure that although he was not young, he did not have symptoms of deafness: "What spiritual root?"

In fact, even if the old man didn't ask about this matter, Ye Zixin planned to find an opportunity to explain to him: "Only people with spiritual roots can practice immortality. Ability."

Mr. Tang was silent for a moment: "That is to say, you are a cultivator of immortality, and the water ability that you just showed is actually not a supernatural ability but an immortal method?"

Ye Zixin put away the fire ball, and obediently refilled the tea: "Yes, Grandpa."

Mr. Tang narrowed his eyes, but this time he refused to take the tea Ye Zixin handed over: "Don't think that I can deceive me casually just because I admit that you are together."

"He didn't lie to you." Tang Shu reached out and took away the teacup that Ye Zixin was holding up in the air, serving tea and water... He had never served himself like this before...

Mr. Tang's eyelids twitched, he ignored Tang Shu's action of grabbing tea: "What do you mean?"

"We are cultivating immortals." Tang Shu curled his lips, "Or do you not even believe me?"

Mr. Tang stared at the two of them for a long time: "How many people like you are there in this world?"

"I don't know." Ye Zixin replied quickly, "We only met one demon cultivator on the road."

"Devil cultivator?" It didn't sound like a good thing, the old man snorted and asked as a matter of course: "Did you kill him?"

Ye Zixin said very regretfully: "No, it ran away, and its cultivation level is much higher than ours."

Mr. Tang was heartbroken when he heard the words: "That must be because your cultivation is not in place!"

"We have practiced for two months, and the magic cultivator has practiced for hundreds of years. We are too incompetent to compare with it." After getting along for such a period of time, Ye Zixin finally no longer tensed himself, but was able to Just a little bit of a joke.Although it doesn't sound like a joke...

Mr. Tang was choked, and stared at Ye Zixin dissatisfiedly, then looked at Tang Shu accusingly: "Why don't you find a more obedient wife."

"Because I was looking for it, not you." Tang Shu calmly snatched the tea that Ye Zixin was about to pass to the old man again, and after he drank it all in one gulp, he saw Ye Zixin look over with some inexplicable eyes, After thinking for a while, he praised dryly: "Your tea making skills are much better than cooking."

Ye Zixin smiled twice: "Thank you for your compliment." I will definitely work hard to cook for you!

Although he had been looking forward to his little grandson bringing back a human grandson-in-law (yes, that's what he asked for), but after he really brought it back, Mr. Tang was upset again, as if his grandson had been snatched away by others.So Mr. Tang kicked the coffee table in anger, and said with a dark face after he successfully kicked over the teapot, "Go back to your room and show your affection again!"

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small theater:

Ye Zixin: Your grandpa can be said to be an old child if he grabs tea... What do you mean by grabbing tea?

Tang Shu: ...I don't grab tea, I grab people.