How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Hong Xiaochen: "..."

“Hahahahahaha!”*2

Suddenly, the two of them burst into laughter, their hands loosening slightly.

"Brother, quickly join your foolish brother in a drink!"

"It is better to obey orders than to be respectful!"

“Hahahahahaha!”*2

"Do it!"*2

"..."

After three rounds of drinking.

"No, it truly lives up to its name, aged wine!"

With a slight flush, Hei Muguang gave a thumbs-up and said sincerely, "Big brother, that's tough!"

"Hahaha, of course! Would I, Hong Xiaochen, possibly fool my brothers with counterfeit goods?!"

Hong Xiaochen poured himself another cup and cheerfully untied the storage bag from his waist.

"No matter how naughty a daughter is, she is still her father's sweet little cotton-padded jacket."

Look at this little bag Xiaoli gave me, it can hold several bottles of fine wine! It greatly facilitates our clandestine escapades... cough cough, I mean, it greatly facilitates our brotherly bond, isn't that great, hahaha!

(Hongli: ???)

"Ha, I also have one of these little bags. My son, Xiaoyang, has always been a filial child!"

Hei Muguang chuckled, took off his storage pouch from his waist and placed it on the table, saying proudly, "It's not just my daughter who's my sweet little cotton-padded jacket, my son is also his dad's... uh... his dad's sweet little underpants! Hahahaha!"

(Hei Yang: ???)

"Is it possible that the kids gave us this not to hold alcohol?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Haha, I thought so too!"

"Let's drink a few more cups to show our children's filial piety!"

"Hahaha, that's exactly right, let's do it!"

"..."

After a few more rounds of drinks, the two guys' faces were already flushed, but their alcohol tolerance was holding up, so they were still relatively sober.

"Hey bro..."

Hong Xiaochen looked around and saw pavilions, stone chairs and tables, shimmering lake, mountains in formation, and drifting white clouds.

"You said we're using the excuse of helping with the baby's wedding to sneak into this lakeside pavilion for drinks and fun. Won't our wives find out?"

"Ah, cough cough..."

Hei Muguang's eyes narrowed, and he looked around nervously until he found no trace of Qing Yiyi. Then he leaned forward and whispered, "Have confidence. Haven't we already scouted this place several times?"

During this month, the lake was frozen over at the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and children were kept away from the area by their families.

Add to that the biting cold wind, and even young people might not be able to stand it, let alone the elderly.

"See, I saw it the other day too. This lakeside pavilion is so desolate that even ghosts wouldn't want to come here..."

"Cough cough!"

Hong Xiaochen coughed, interrupting Hei Muguang: "Hmm, Brother is right. I think I understand what you mean. There's no need to say that no ghosts want to come. After all... ha, we're still here!"

"Hey, it was a slip of the tongue, sorry."

Hei Muguang chuckled, then a worried expression appeared on his face: "Right now, I'm not thinking about whether I'll be discovered while drinking, but rather how to hide when I get back!"

"Ok?"

Hong Xiaochen raised an eyebrow: "Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know. How could it possibly be exposed?"

"Ha, what secrets can stay hidden forever?"

Hei Muguang waved his hand, looking defeated, and said, "We've been married for almost twenty years. Putting everything else aside, if we look at each other even slightly differently, they'll notice something's wrong."

Not to mention, if someone smelled the alcohol on him while he was sleeping with his wife in the middle of the night, he'd be kicked out of bed...

"??!"

Hong Xiaochen's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "How can that be? Then my second child plan... cough cough..."

"Um, I didn't say anything just now, and Mu Guang, you didn't hear anything either."

"..."

Hei Muguang's facial muscles twitched for a moment, but he finally remembered that business was more important, so he nodded expressionlessly: "Oh."

"???"

Hong Xiaochen's lips twitched: "Oh? You just say: Oh?"

"if not?"

Hei Muguang frowned.

"You just won't..."

Hong Xiaochen chuckled and pointed to the sky: "Swear a solemn oath or something, like if you hear this, may you be struck by lightning or something?"

"Brother Xiaochen, do you believe I'll grab a bottle of liquor and head home to find them right now?"

Hei Muguang said quietly, "How about we both perish together?"

"..."

Hong Xiaochen froze, and the image of herself and Hei Muguang lying in a pool of blood suddenly flashed into her mind, causing her to shudder involuntarily.

"Ahem, haha, of course, of course, business is important, business is important!"

Hong Xiaochen quickly forced a smile and said, "Let's continue discussing how to keep this a secret!"

"This is the right thing!"

Hei Muguang smiled with relief. To be honest, he was much more panicked than his brother Hong Xiaochen. His sister-in-law, Lan Yuying, was a true lady from a respectable family. Before marrying Hong Xiaochen, she had never even seen a chicken being killed.

At most, after they got married, Hong Xiaochen taught his wife a couple of skills, but that was about it; deep down, she was still a graceful lady.

But his Yiyi, well, she's the kind of girl who chased wolves with a knife when she was twelve or thirteen...

"The smell of alcohol... the smell of alcohol... what should I do?"

Hong Xiaochen tapped the stone table with his fingers, looking distressed, while continuing to drink. The more he worried, the more he wanted to drink, and the more he drank, the more distressed he became.

“It’s right! It’s happening!”

Hong Xiaochen's eyes suddenly lit up. He downed his drink in one gulp. Seeing Hei Muguang looking at him with a puzzled expression, he pointed triumphantly to the surrounding lake and laughed, "After we finish drinking, let's not go home. Let's swim in this lake for a while. I guarantee the alcohol will dissipate, hahaha!"

"???"

Hei Muguang glanced at the lake surface, which was still covered with ice shards, and a bunch of question marks popped into his head.

No... Although they are indeed strong and healthy, and have recently started practicing the martial arts brought by their children, he doesn't have the habit of winter swimming!

"that……"

Hei Muguang said with a complicated expression, "Can't we find a public bathhouse or something...?"

"Your bathhouse is open during the first month of the lunar year?"

"Uh, it'll probably open after the fifteenth?"

Hei Muguang's lips twitched, and he shook his head. With so many people around, that would only make things more obvious, like trying to hide something obvious without asking.

"and many more……"

Hei Muguang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slammed his hand on the table, drawing a puzzled look from Hong Xiaochen: "What's wrong?"

"Have it!"

"Your second-child plan has succeeded?!"

"Brother Xiaochen... let's die together."

"Ah, cough cough, my dear brother, please speak!"

"Hmph, listen up."

Hei Muguang cleared his throat, held up a finger, and said leisurely, "Since it's so hard to pretend, let's just stop pretending and go home after we finish our drinks!"

"???"

Hong Xiaochen was completely bewildered, his face filled with terror: "You're going to lose your life?"

"What are you saying?"

Hei Muguang rolled his eyes and continued, "As the saying goes, the hardest lie to detect is a half-truth. We just need to..."

"Okay, now, Brother Xiaochen, you've got it!"

Hei Muguang stared directly into Hong Xiaochen's bewildered eyes and said, word by word, "After we left home, we immediately contacted helpers, made connections, and started arranging our children's marriages."