I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

"Hi!" Uncle Six didn't feel the subtle atmosphere, and patted his thigh, "Your mother thought Xiao Zhu was a girl, and you brought your girlfriend back!"

"I was planning to give her jade bracelet to someone else, but it turned out to be a friend. I made a mistake, how embarrassing it is!"

Cui Mingyue bent her mouth in embarrassment, showing a embarrassed smile: "Oh, I heard, I heard that Xiaozhu that Xiaotian said is quite like a girl's name."

If Si Nanxing also smiled at this time, the matter might have ended like this, but he opened his mouth, hesitantly feeling that he had to say something.

The second aunt keenly noticed that the atmosphere seemed a bit subtle, and she hesitated to give the sixth uncle a hand: "Hey, I'm a little stuffed, let's go down for a walk."

Uncle Six looked bewildered, and was dragged away by her half-pull, half-pull.

When the door closed behind him, Si Nanxing hesitated and said, "This...you may be half right."

"Although it's not a girl, but..."

"Oh!" Cui Mingyue nodded quickly, "Mom understands, mom understands!"

She bumped into Si Yang who was stunned beside her, "Do you understand? Do you understand the meaning?"

Si Yang nodded hesitantly, and he took a deep breath: "This, there is a certain probability, at least in the animal world, it is also a natural phenomenon, that..."

"But I haven't told anyone yet." Si Nanxing smiled embarrassingly. Once he opened his mouth, it was much easier to follow along. I don’t know, I always feel…”

"What if I die and fall in love with someone, isn't it the same as putting a rope around his neck?"

What's more, Mr. Zhuyou is different from ordinary people, he can live for thousands of years, and at that time, I'm afraid he can only form an alliance with Li Yixian that "the object's soul is gone".

As soon as Cui Mingyue heard this, she didn't care about men or women, and felt sorry for him again, with tears in her eyes, she couldn't help sniffing: "What can't be done! You didn't lie to others, tell me You are not in good health!"

Si Nanxing handed her a tissue: "Well, then I'll think about it."

"Although I think he might like me a little too... But maybe I'm too confident."

"I like it." Cui Mingyue held his hand seriously, "I'm telling you that this is probably not an illusion, but with your father's paralyzed face, I always wondered if he had taken a fancy to me, and I was afraid it might be. I was superstitious, but I endured it for two or three years."

"You said that if I had been more confident earlier, you might have been born two or three years earlier!"

Si Yang couldn't help opening his mouth: "Cough, I'm because you always look at me..."

"Don't say anything." Cui Mingyue glared at him, and Si Yang shut her mouth knowingly. Then Cui Mingyue continued, and she took Si Nanxing's hand earnestly. An optimistic and kind child."

"Think about it, you are not afraid of death, if you confess bravely, even if you fail, what does it matter if you lose face!"

Si Nanxing didn't expect her to become agitated again as she spoke, wishing she could drag Si Nanxing directly up to give Zhu Youjun a wall and confess affectionately.

Cui Mingyue glanced at Si Yang who was beside him with a dull expression: "Father, please don't say anything, say something!"

Ms. Cui Mingyue didn't remember at all that she just told him to "keep quiet". Si Yang frowned in distress, and finally stood up and walked to the room.

Cui Mingyue was dumbfounded: "Hey, why are you going?"

Si Yang quickly came out with a box, and he put the box in Si Nanxing's hand: "It's not appropriate to give a boy an emerald bracelet. This, my new obsidian bracelet, you can give it to him."

Only then did Cui Mingyue show a little smile: "It's not too bad."

Si Nanxing held the small box, looked up at them, and couldn't help smiling.

In fact, he was more or less worried, but this may be a better ending than he imagined. He now feels that he has indeed been treated favorably by God. At least his family is the best family in the world in his heart.

"I've thought about it before." Cui Mingyue pursed her lips, "I don't know if I will have a chance to hold a grandson, and I have worried about the inheritance of congenital heart disease."

"But thinking about it now, the most important thing is that you are happy, and Xiao...Xiao Meng, I hope you are all happy."

Si Nanxing smiled helplessly: "It's not like I didn't miss how happy you were when the uncle's family hugged their grandson."

"I also thought about it, but I was thinking at the time that my body should not be a drag on other girls. Now it is because Xiaomeng is a boy, so I will never have children in my life."

He lowered his eyes, took out a stack of envelopes from the interlayer of the suitcase, and handed them to them.

Cui Mingyue and Si Yang looked at each other, and took it hesitantly.

The address of Sinan Xing Xiaoyuan was written crookedly on the envelope. Judging from the handwriting, the person who wrote the letter was probably not very old.

Cui Mingyue opened one, which read

"Dear grandma Cui Mingyue, grandpa Siyang, hello, my final exam..."

She blankly read the letter from beginning to end, then saw the envelopes still on the coffee table, couldn't help wiping away her tears: "This is..."

"Some children in orphanages, and some poor children." Si Nanxing's eyes were gentle, "I did it in the name of you two. Although they are not related by blood, they will still call you 'grandpa' and 'grandma'. It's the most appropriate way I can think of that won't hurt anyone."

He looked at the envelope with nostalgic eyes, "They are all very good children, I have seen a few of them."

"I have a friend who also came from a particularly bad background, but she still worked hard to live her life. If someone could help her at that time, she might not have to suffer so much."

Cui Mingyue was already holding the letter and weeping into tears: "Oh, brat, let them call next time—'Cui Mingyue is beautiful grandma', don't call me old!"

Si Yang wiped his glasses and nodded to him: "It's good that you have this kind of heart."

"It's a good thing, you..."

Cui Mingyue suddenly raised her head: "Xing Xing, tell mom, are you in poor health recently? Why, why did you suddenly bring these over..."

Si Nanxing's heart skipped a beat, he thought it really wasn't that easy to be fooled.

He sorted out the letters, handed them into their hands, and said with a smile, "Don't read them all at once, I'm afraid you'll cry over."

"It's not... It's not that I'm in poor health, it's just an ominous premonition."

Si Nanxing looked at them with a serious face, "I think it's time to explain it seriously, in case something unexpected happened..."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Cui Mingyue jumped over and covered his mouth, "What nonsense are you talking about! Can you say something nice!"

Si Nanxing sat beside them, coaxing them to talk patiently.

……

Early the next morning, Si Nanxing was about to take the high-speed train back to City M with Mr. Zhuyou. When they were going out, Ms. Cui and Mr. Si reservedly expressed that they wanted to see Xiao Meng.

"Don't scare him." Si Nanxing stood in the corridor, pointed to the glass window on the corridor and said, "Here, just take a look here, don't go down."

Cui Mingyue probed her head and looked: "He's quite tall, isn't he?"

"Taller than me." Si Nanxing followed suit by the window.

Cui Mingyue thought he was taking up space, so she asked him to move to the side: "Why, it's not like you haven't seen it before, let us have a look."

"I haven't seen it from this angle." Si Nanxing looked down condescendingly, "Like a little ant, it's quite fresh."

Cui Mingyue looked at him hesitating to speak, and Zhu Youjun downstairs didn't know if he had noticed something, so he suddenly raised his head and glanced up.

Si Nanxing immediately retracted his head with some guilt, but Cui Mingyue's eyes lit up: "Hiss, it seems to be pretty good-looking, you see, the eyes are eyes, and the nose is a nose..."

Si Nanxing was speechless: "Mom, we live on the tenth floor, are you sure you saw his face?"

"That's not because you didn't let us go down and take a look!" Cui Mingyue scowled, and snorted angrily, "We won't say anything."

"Hush—" Si Nanxing made a silent gesture, stood at the door of the elevator, smiled and waved to them, "Okay, I'm going down."

Cui Mingyue was still upset, and pointed at him: "Look at your guilty conscience!"

However, when the elevator door closed, Cui Mingyue couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and she turned her head to lean on Si Yang's shoulder.

Si Nanxing felt a slight sense of weightlessness. He had just landed when he suddenly noticed something. He looked back into the elevator and saw the face of Yuchi whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Yuchi smiled at him: "Don't worry, little boss, I have been transferred here as a guard recently, and I will protect the safety of your home!"

Si Nanxing heaved a sigh of relief: "Then I can feel more relieved. When your business trip is over, I will treat you to dinner!"

Yuchi saluted politely: "It's easy to say, I'm looking forward to eating the celebration banquet after your sanctification."

No one doesn't like auspicious words, Si Nanxing smiled and rolled his eyes: "Help me press the elevator and don't close the door, I'll ask Zhu Youjun to help move things down."

Yuchi dutifully pressed the elevator switch.

Si Nanxing took two steps outside, beckoned to Mr. Zhuyou, and said to him with a smile on purpose: "Xiao Meng, come to the elevator to help, I have bought some goods this time."

Although Zhu Youjun was a little surprised why he called himself that, he followed him to the elevator, and then he saw the sack of ginger and the same heavy hot pot base in a sealed bag.

Although this thing is not heavy, it is more eye-catching when you take it on the high-speed rail.

Zhu Youjun couldn't help but look at Si Nanxing more.

Si Nanxing patted him on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "My parents are watching upstairs, you can't suddenly disappear, show your strength, Xiaomeng!"

Zhu Youjun took a deep look at him, shook his head helplessly, carried the sack behind his back with one hand, picked up the hot pot base with the other, and took the suitcase in his hand by the way.

Si Nanxing was a little dumbfounded: "Hey, this..."

He quickly chased it out.

Cui Mingyue and Si Yang, who were looking at the windows of the corridor on the tenth floor, also saw this scene.

Cui Mingyue took a deep breath: "What did he eat to grow up, why is he so strong, I don't think he even shakes it?"

Si Yang also nodded: "Yes."

"He's so strong..." Cui Mingyue couldn't help showing a worried look, "Do you think our son can do it?"

Si Yang: "...cough."

The author has something to say: Riwan is done, I am super brave!