How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Oh right, right, right, but you've figured it all out, Little Fire."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes, then turned and headed towards the kitchen without commenting.

"Anyway, let's look forward to Dad's cooking!"

"Ah this..."

Xiao Huo watched Hei Yang's figure disappear in front of the door and sighed like a little adult.

"This dad is so dishonest! Oh well, Xiao Huo needs to get back to his own things."

Little Fire turned to look at the alchemy furnace and cheered himself up, saying, "Very good, now it's up to Little Fire to do it!"

Even a small fire can be used to refine life-giving pills to earn pocket money and supplement the family income!

"..."

"..."

Xiao Huo continued refining the pills, while Hei Yang ran into the kitchen to cook.

In the bedroom, Hongli lay on the bed, her two little legs swinging back and forth.

She didn't know where her daughter Xiao Huo and husband Hei Yang had gone, because Hei Yang had told her he would come to wake her up, so she didn't need to worry about those troublesome things. After all, Hei Yang was always trustworthy.

Hongli originally wanted to take another nap, but she couldn't fall asleep without Heiyang holding her, which made her feel helpless. Did she realize that she had become so dependent on him?

"You have no backbone, Hong Li."

Hongli cursed at herself, "You're ruined! Before, at least you could go to the Five Elements Sect to cultivate on your own, but now you can't live without Heiyang!"

That's right, this must be that man's conspiracy. He wants her to never leave his side for the rest of her life, and tries to lock her in by his side.

"Damn it, this feeling..."

Hongli sat up, clenched her little fists, and said indignantly, "That's really good!"

Hong Li stretched, officially waking up.

She turned her head to look at the book that had just stabbed her on the bedside table, pursed her lips, and put it aside.

Hongli poked her head out and rummaged around under the bed, pulling out another book.

"Let's try reading a different type of book to lighten the mood. As for this book, well, I think I only read two pages last time..."

"..."

"Hmm, it seems like I don't have to do much to prepare breakfast!"

In the kitchen, Hei Yang looked at the milk, bread, and apple in front of him. Apart from heating up the milk, there was nothing else for him to do.

So, the daily chores in life, each task is not a big deal, but they are fragmented and annoying.

Hei Yang glanced at the small teleportation array in the corner, wondering if he should ask the elderly people in the Five Elements Sect's cafeteria for help.

"Fine, that's settled then!"

Hei Yang coughed twice: "As for asking for help, we can talk about lunch and dinner later. This breakfast is enough!"

After all, you've already made that boast, so you can't just turn around and go out to the street to buy a few bags of xiaolongbao or some youtiao to eat, can you?

"..."

Hei Yang frowned, lost in thought.

"It's the thought that counts, not the gift! As long as the sentiment is there, that's enough!"

He turned and rushed out of the house, choosing to go out and buy something!

Three minutes later, Hei Yang carried a bag full of steaming hot breakfasts, then placed his kitchen masterpiece on the table and clapped his hands.

"It's done!"

Hei Yang looked at the rather plentiful breakfast on the table, nodded, walked out of the room and called out in the direction of Xiao Huo, "Dinner's ready!"

"Coming right away, coming right away!"

Xiao Huo's tense voice came from afar.

"The fire will be done in a minute!"

"walk slowly!"

Hei Yang nodded, "That's commendable."

Then it was time to wake Xiaoli up...

"Xiao Li, dinner's ready."

Hei Yang pushed open the bedroom door and saw Hong Li holding a book and reading it. He curiously peeked over.

"What are you looking at again? Aren't you afraid of getting stabbed again?"

"Okay, okay, Heiyang, wait for me, I'm coming to eat."

As Hongli spoke, she placed the bookmark inside the book, closed it, and shook the cover for Heiyang to see.

"If I can still be killed by this book, then I might as well never read a book again in my life."

"uh-huh?"

Hei Yang saw the title of the book in Hong Li's hand.

One Hundred Ways for Mature Women to Show Off Their Charm and Make Your Husband Never Take His Eyes Off Them Again

"Did you see that?"

Hong Li shook the book in her hand, speechless, "How am I supposed to get stabbed in a book that doesn't even have a plot?"

"Uh……"

After careful consideration, Hei Yang gave his answer based on the book's title.

"When you've read the whole book and realize that even if you learn all one hundred tricks, it won't make you seem mature, wouldn't you be caught off guard?"

"Black Sun, you son of a bitch..."

Hongli grabbed the pillow and threw it at Heiyang, who easily caught it, chuckled, and tossed the pillow back to its original spot.

"Okay, okay, just kidding! Hurry up and get dressed, get up and eat!"

Hei Yang held up his fingers and counted: "There's bread, apples, hot milk, steamed buns, savory pancakes..."

"Well……"

Hong Li raised an eyebrow.

"You made breakfast yourself, and then thought about it and went to buy some other food?"

"clever."

Hei Yang gave a thumbs-up, first praising Hong Li, then pointing to himself.

"So, were you moved?"

"I'm so touched! It's a small gift but a big sentiment!"

Hong Li waved her hand and chuckled.

"Actually, I was already incredibly touched that you got up early this morning to let me rest!"

Look at this, we're practically an old married couple, and we're still so romantic, it's kind of embarrassing, hehe..."

"That's why Hongli is easy to take care of..."

Hei Yang chuckled and said to be honest, it might be lover's filter, but he felt that only his wife would consider such small things in daily life as romantic. If it were someone else, wouldn't they be showered with flowers and jewelry?

Hei Yang felt that the latter was only natural, and that it was their family that was a bit abnormal.

Or rather, for them, even the slightest bit of tenderness in their mundane lives is something to be cherished and valued.

"Perhaps this is what they mean by 'simplicity is the ultimate truth'!"

Hei Yang sighed earnestly.

"No, it's just that you bullied me too much in the past, and now that you're suddenly being a little nice to me, it makes this idiot so touched that he cries buckets."

Hongli rolled her eyes and couldn't help but complain, "It's like one day I suddenly bring you a basin of hot water and say, 'Oh, honey, you've worked so hard, let me wash your feet...'"

"hiss!"

Hei Yang gasped.

"Your analogy makes me feel that kind of emotion, and I can probably put myself in your shoes."

"Yeah, right."

"Hmm, so my husband is pregnant. When will we start the foot bath?"

"Go on, anything can happen in dreams. No, those kinds of things don't even happen in dreams. Give up."

Hong Li rolled her eyes at Hei Yang, still somewhat unconvinced.

"No way, I don't believe it! You think I'm not mature enough?!"

Hong Li glared at Hei Yang, then twisted her waist, put one hand on her hip, and gave Hei Yang a flirtatious wink.

"How about it? Don't you think this makes you look mature and charming?"