How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"You're my aunt, that's why I gave these to you. Even Hei Yang has to ask me before he can take these novels!"

"Ahaha...I see..."

Hongling chuckled a few times. Xiaoli's appearance made her seem like a villain who had stolen love, the king of the kids who snatched the little girl's candy.

"Um, actually, you could just give me a book title, and I could buy it myself at the bookstore. There's no need to be so reluctant, hahaha..."

"You can't buy it anymore! Either it's out of print and no longer being released, or I just found it at a shabby street stall..."

This is from my dear mother, Hongli, who, with her own hands, book by book, rescued these children from a cold and cruel world, bringing them back to my warm little house, where we spent many wonderful times together.

Hongli wiped away her tears sadly and couldn't help but exclaim, "How could we possibly buy back women with such souls again!"

"Ah this..."

Hongling chuckled awkwardly, "So, so precious?"

"It has little intrinsic value, but people cherish it."

Hongli glanced at her books with reluctance and said, "So, you must treat them well!"

Avoid bumping or knocking it over. Use a special bookmark for marking. Don't hold the corner, don't scribble or draw on it, and definitely don't eat on it. Also, don't let it get wet, exposed to fire, metal, or soil...

In short, please treat them well. They're just a loan; remember to return them after you're done reading them!

"Ah, now I understand..."

Hongli said with great emotion: "A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles, just like a mother sending her daughter off to get married. Who can truly understand this feeling!"

"Ah, ah..."

Hongling felt a wave of guilt rise in her heart. She coughed twice, smiled apologetically, and assured her, "Um, Xiaoli, don't worry, I will protect them well and bring them back to you intact!"

"Really?"

"real!"

"Then swear it..."

"Uh, I swear!"

"You'd stake your life on it!"

"???"

"Do it! I knew it, you hesitated. You were just fooling me, waaaaah..."

"Alright alright……"

Hongling raised one hand in surrender and said helplessly, "I guarantee with my life that I will not let them get hurt and will bring them back safely."

"Ha! That's more like it!"

Hongli hooked her arm around her aunt's neck and said with a grin, "I knew it would be fine to entrust them to my gentle aunt!"

"hehe."

Hongling rolled her eyes dismissively and whispered, "If you accidentally hurt them, you wouldn't really have the heart to let your aunt pay with her life, would you? You were just joking, right?"

"probably."

Hong Li's tone suddenly turned cold.

"What the hell?! You really have that kind of idea?!"

"that's not important."

"No, that's very important!"

"Ha, Auntie, your level of thinking is far too low!"

Hongli looked at Hongling with a serious expression.

"Truly confident people never consider the consequences of failure!"

"No, that sounds like a brute."

"Don't interrupt! Thinking about how to make up for a defeat before the war has even started is just too cowardly!"

The punishment for failure is there; it doesn't necessarily have to be directed at any one person. Rather, it serves as a sharp sword over your head, urging you to do your best every step of the way. It's both pressure and motivation, understand?

"That seems to make sense, doesn't it?"

"Of course, so you should cherish every day as if it were your last, because you might break a book or something the next moment..."

"So you're still threatening me, aren't you? You're not even pretending anymore..."

Hongling rolled her eyes speechlessly, turned her head to look at the neatly arranged books behind her, and couldn't help but sigh, "Seriously, Xiaoli, if other people didn't know that these are all your leisure books and novels, your study would really have a very cultured atmosphere."

"Tch, I'm a well-read intellectual, I've read countless books!"

Hongli pouted and retorted, "What do you mean by 'idle books'? You think they're just idle books? Who decided that? I'm going to beat him up!"

"Ah this..."

"Xiao Li———"

Lan Yuying's voice came from outside: "Come and see, aren't these all your things?"

If so, I'll pack it all up for you; otherwise, I'll throw it away!

"No, no, I'm coming right now, please don't throw it away!"

Hong Li vanished instantly, her voice still lingering in the air.

"Those are all my treasures, I can't throw them away, the paper frog Hei Yang gave me, the little gloves Hei Yang gave me, and so on..."

"Uh……"

Hongling stood there stunned, then shook her head with a wry smile.

"This girl... she really is..."

.........

"Haha, thank you so much, Mom! Thank you, Xiaoyun! Thank you, Huihui! Thank you, Qiaoqiao!"

Hong Li said sincerely, "Thank you for helping me pack. I do have a lot of stuff, hehe!"

Lan Yuying: "What can I do? I'm a mother."

Hong Qiao: "You're welcome, sister!"

Hei Hui: "Hehe, of course, of course."

"Eh?"

Xingyun tilted her head in confusion: "Sister Hongli, you weren't this polite to me in the sect, umm..."

Xingyun stared wide-eyed at Hongli, who suddenly pounced on her and silenced her, while the latter's calm voice rang in her ears.

"Xiaoyun, now in front of Mom, I'm a well-behaved and polite girl, so do you understand?"

"Mmm, mmm!"

Xingyun stared wide-eyed and nodded.

"Ha! That's good!"

Hongli patted Xingyun on the back with a smile, which looked like a friend greeting her to those around them.

"Knowing that you've been doing well these days puts my mind at ease, hahaha!"

"Ah."

Lan Yuying nodded in satisfaction as she watched the loving scene unfold before her.

"Xiao Li and Xiao Yun have a really good relationship, which makes me feel much more at ease."

Lan Yuying breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "After all, Xiaoyun is such a well-behaved child, it always seemed like she would be bullied by Xiaoli. Now it seems I was overthinking it."

"Ha, how could that be? Mom, you're thinking too badly of me!"

Hongli put her arm around Xingyun's shoulder: "We're best friends, right? Right!"

"That's right!"

Xingyun nodded firmly, whether it was genuine or a threat, that was her answer!

After Hongli realized this, her conscience ached slightly, and she secretly resolved to treat the child better in the future...

Actually, she's already done a great job, right...?

Xingyun, completely unaware of Hongli's intentions, ran out with Gaga and her two cousins, laughing and joking, saying she was going to teach Gaga how to fly.

After all, when "other people's children" were this big, they could already fly. Gaga can't fall too far behind, right?

Yes, this is the harm of involution. Normally, baby flamingos only need to start learning to fly after they are a year old.

And now, it's going to be reduced to six months, three months, one month...

In the future, perhaps newborn flamingos that can't fly yet will be disdainfully thrown into institutions like "stray flamingo shelters" and eliminated by the despicable King of the Roll (sad).

Meanwhile, with her mother's help, Hongli quickly packed her things, loaded them onto a small wooden cart, and pulled it into the yard.

As for his father, Hong Xiaochen, he wasn't lying in the house drunk or anything; he went to the city lord's mansion to work overtime.

He had taken a long leave of absence to go find Hong Butian, and he planned to finish up all the backlogged matters before the Chinese New Year. However, he promised to come over for dinner tonight.