Some things are best left in the past; exposing someone else’s black history easily gets you beaten up.
Bai Yu obviously didn’t understand this principle, so she ended up with a bump on her head.
Hmm, regarding why a cultivator of the Longevity True Monarch level still gets a bump on the head... she volunteered for it!
Aside from her volunteering, it must be due to some rule modifications.
Obviously, Chen Zhixing doesn’t have the ability to make such modifications, so the bump on Bai Yu’s head was her doing.
Yep, that’s it... right?
"Don’t cover it; if you cover it again, I’ll hit you."
"Chen! Zhixing!"
"Shout all you want. It’s useless here. Hahaha, in this desolate wilderness, do you think someone will come to rescue you just because you shout? Hahaha, be obedient, or you won’t get anything good!"
"Wah... I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person. I really misjudged you before. Wah wah..."
"..."
Silence.
A few seconds later, someone lowered their hand that was wiping tears, and the trace of tears on their face vanished instantly. Curious, they looked at Chen Zhixing and asked, "Why aren’t you playing along anymore? Also, what’s up with that ’hahaha’ sound? Are you laughing, or is it a dialect from your hometown? I haven’t heard that dialect from Jiangzhou before."
Chen Zhixing: "..."
Looking at the clothes that had somehow slipped off someone’s shoulder, Chen Zhixing sighed helplessly.
"What’s the point of playing role-play if I’m the one suffering in the end?"
"Hahahaha, at least you know! You’re such a naive chick...."
"..."
"Hehehe, I’m not laughing." Bai Yu covered the corner of her mouth, blinked her eyes, and then spoke through the gap in her fingers, "By the way, you haven’t told me what that ’hahaha’ was. It sounds cute, giving me the impression that you’re a low-IQ villain."
"It’s laughter."
"Laughter? What kind of decent person laughs like that!"
"It’s inherited."
As he spoke, Chen Zhixing also looked up at the sky.
Passed down from his father’s generation to him, if he teaches a son who laughs ’hahaha,’ it would be considered heritage, right?
As for what his old man is up to now.
Hmm, after sealing the mountain, the old couple should be enjoying life now?
Probably.
...
Just as Chen Zhixing was pondering this in the Cosmic World.
In the rule star ring of the Celestial Profound Realm, in a secluded small world, Chen Tianliang was pacing around in circles outside his courtyard.
Anxious.
Waiting.
Agitated.
To the point of feeling... bored?
Fortunately, this expression of boredom just flashed by. When others looked at him, his face was still a mix of anxiety and concern.
At this point, besides Chen Tianliang, there were Chen Zhaosheng, Chen Tianxiong and his wife, Chen Tianchen and his wife, and Xu Qingqing waiting inside the small courtyard.
Seeing the anxious Chen Tianliang, nobody knew how to comfort him.
Especially Xu Qingqing, the daughter-in-law; her expression was quite complex.
She might be getting another little brother-in-law?
"Wah!"
Finally, accompanied by a crisp baby’s cry, the midwife inside announced the good news.
"Shuangshuang, how are you, Shuangshuang!"
Upon hearing the cry, Chen Tianliang, like a mad bull, rushed into the birthing room, ignoring the fact that he was holding a white, plump, and cute baby in his arms.
Midwife: "..."
Speaking of which, shouldn’t one ask the midwife about the lady inside?
As she looked down at the little white chubby one blinking at her, the midwife noted it was normal.
Seriously!
A female cultivator of the Nirvana Realm giving birth, what’s there to worry about!
Not only she gave birth, but if she opened up her belly and took the baby out alive, it’d just take a little over a minute to heal!
What other options are there?
So instead of saying he’s concerned about his wife, he’s using this opportunity to show loyalty to her?
Or to put it simply, he’s performing for his wife?
With this in mind, the midwife, looking at the laughing white chubby baby in her arms, hesitantly said to the group:
"Well, does anyone want to take a look?"
The midwife referred to the child in her arms.
According to procedure, the child should be shown to the father, or if not, to the grandparents. However, the grandparents of this baby have passed away, and the father completely ignored it.
So, who should she show the baby to?
Looking around, it seemed the two wives of the master’s brothers showed some willingness to take over but seemed a bit wary.
But just then, the young mistress spoke up:
"Let me hold my little brother first, until mother feels better...."
Before she could finish her sentence, the baby had already been forcibly placed in Xu Qingqing’s arms by the midwife, and after doing so, the midwife didn’t give Xu Qingqing a chance to object, and hurriedly left the courtyard as if escaping.
The other two families also seemed relieved when they saw Xu Qingqing holding the baby, showing relaxed expressions.
Then, someone spoke:
"Qingqing, look, this child’s eyebrows and eyes are so much like Zhixing when he was little...."
"Uh... Aunt, you’re right. Zhishou really does look a lot like my husband..."
Xu Qingqing’s smile stiffened a bit.
Isn’t this obvious? Chen Zhishou is Zhixing’s younger brother, with the same father and mother; if he didn’t look alike, it’d be scary!
But Xu Qingqing also understood what the two families meant.