Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

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You can be unmannered when eating on weekdays, but you can’t do that when you go home.

After sitting upright, he smiled and went to get the glass of red wine that Mu's mother brought.

The gentle woman's mouth twitched slightly, and she quickly stretched out her hand to block the wine glass. She said in a gentle voice: "Eat the noodles first. Drinking on an empty stomach is not good for your health."

Baili Pangpang raised his eyes, picked up a large chopstick of noodles with his chopsticks and said, "Hey, I'll listen to my mother."

“Slurp, slurp—”

He usually wolfed down his meals, but this time he chewed this bowl of noodles slowly, biting off each strand, as if he was tasting a bowl of rare delicacy, or as if he was savoring the past eighteen years.

Eighteen years, that was his entire life.

The woman saw that he was eating happily and smiled: "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Baili Pangpang nodded vigorously and said softly:

“I remember this taste, and I’ll always remember it.”

The woman looked puzzled, staring at him intently, and asked curiously, "Tu Ming, the meals at home have always been prepared by the servants. When have I ever made noodles for you?"

Baili Pangpang's movements froze slightly, and he took a long time to continue using his chopsticks. His voice was a little hoarse:

"Mom, when I was eight years old, I fell seriously ill and couldn't eat for several days. It was at that time that you made me a bowl of noodles, and it tasted just like this."

This bowl of noodles is actually not delicious.

For a wealthy lady who has lived a life of luxury and never had to work, being able to cook the noodles and then add some fresh soy sauce to season them is already her greatest effort.

Women know whether something tastes good or not.

So the woman was a little unconvinced: "How could you possibly remember eating a bowl of noodles when you were eight years old?"

Baili Pangpang sniffed and stared at the bowl of noodles quietly. A tear fell into the soup, creating a small ripple.

"Mom, I'm not your biological child."

The woman was startled, stood up suddenly, took two steps back, and said in panic: "You...you kid, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Baili Pangpang slowly picked up the noodles, put one noodle into his mouth carefully and chewed it, his voice hoarse:

"Don't worry, Mom. I won't do anything out of the ordinary. I just have something to tell you... Actually, I noticed it a long time ago, much earlier than you all thought I knew."

"It started when I was eight years old. Kids that age don't understand so many twists and turns. All they did every day was eat, drink, and sleep. Later, you sent me to elementary school, and I got to know a lot of other students right away."

"My family is well-off, so you rarely care about me. I often bring Rolex watches, gold, gemstones, and other things from home to give to those children. They all love me. After a while, I became familiar with their parents."

"They often complimented me, but occasionally they would ask me why I looked nothing like them. At first I didn't think much of it, but as time went on, I started to feel bad. I kept wondering, why do other kids look like their parents, but I don't look like them at all?"

At this point, Baili Pangpang's voice began to choke:

"One night, I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, so I thought about asking you guys. I heard my dad ask the housekeeper, 'How's that little bastard doing in kindergarten?' I might be young, but I'm not stupid. What father would call his own child a little bastard? So, I didn't dare ask. After that night, I fell ill and refused to eat or drink for several days. I suddenly decided to starve myself to death..."

Baili Pangpang put down his chopsticks and laughed with a tearful tone:

"But now that I think about it, I didn't have the nerve to starve myself to death, but that was what I wanted at the time. And then on the third night... Mom, you came in, carrying a bowl of noodles like this."

"Actually, I really wanted to say that the noodles weren't very tasty, but when I saw you smile, I suddenly thought they were incredibly delicious. I thought, what does it matter if we're biological children? My mother cooked noodles for me and even added eggs and chopped green onions, so why should I care so much? Since then, I never took it to heart again.

"Then, as I got older, I became fatter and fatter. When I was thirteen, Baili Jing came back and was adopted by you. I didn't even need to look at him; he looked exactly like you, Mom. You're a Jiangnan woman with a small stature, so how could you give birth to a bear-like figure like me... Mom, I don't think I'm fat, I just have a big frame!"

The woman chuckled softly and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"After that, my dad started letting me go out for a walk whenever he wanted. Every time I went out, I encountered assassinations. People around me died again and again. After several rounds of this, I gradually figured it out. Oh, it turns out that my role is to protect Baili Jing from being shot."

"How did you guess that?" the woman's voice trembled.

"Mom, you are so stupid. Although I didn't go to school much, I can read. If you don't read novels, you won't know that those novelists have such wild imaginations. They write stories about palace fighting, house fighting, and the cat-for-the-prince substitution. Every one of them is much smarter than my dad. My dad is a self-made man who collected scraps. These things he can come up with are simply not feasible.

"If I were replaced by Baili Jing, he wouldn't be afraid of Su Yan and Qi Ye killing him. The battle between the two of them in Cangnan was full of flying around, and even the god of trickery, Loki, was killed. My dad's intelligence level is not even as high as Cao Yuan's. What's the point of replacing the prince with a raccoon cat?"

Baili Pangpang slowly raised his head, tears streaming down his face. He reached out and picked up the glass of red wine on the table, trembling as he put it to his lips:

"Mom, I'm thirsty. Let me drink first."

A hand suddenly blocked the wine glass. The woman lowered her head, and tears were already streaming down her face without her knowing.

Baili Pangpang's body trembled violently. He had a sad face, his nose and tears were all over his face, and he sobbed, "Mom, don't be like this. You know what our family is like. If you don't complete the mission, he will really kill you."

The woman was trembling all over, holding the wine glass tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"Su Yan told me that someone named Biya once said: A mother's love is better than any other love. Mom, I didn't understand it before, but today I found it in this bowl of noodles... Let go."

"no!"

The woman waved her hand violently, sending the wine glass on the table flying. The crystal glass, along with the red wine, exploded into brightly colored fragments.

Her eyes were red, and she suddenly roared at Baili Pangpang heartbreakingly: "When they handed you to me, you were only the size of a kitten, just a tiny thing. Now you say you don't want it anymore, why? Why?!"

Baili Pangpang burst into tears: "Mom..."

The woman wiped her tears abruptly, pulled up Baili Pangpang, and walked out: "Follow Mom, Mom will take you out!"

She strode forward, dragging her son, who was crying breathlessly, opened the door, walked through the corridor, entered the courtyard, and stood in front of several forbidden objects masters dressed in black.

"Madam, you cannot disobey the master's order. Please go back."

The woman clenched her right fist suddenly, and the ring on her ring finger suddenly lit up with a blue light. The blue armor spread along her right arm and instantly wrapped half of her body.

She took a deep breath and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Get lost! I'll kill anyone who touches my son!"

Chapter 328 Master, it’s done

The front hall of the manor was decorated with lights and the banquet for Baili Xin’s fiftieth birthday officially began.

Baili Xin sat firmly in the center, talking eloquently, telling the guests who came in droves about his legendary journey of starting from scratch, working hard, and finally creating the great achievements of the Baili family.

Su Yan and Lin Qiye said they didn't want to hear a word, and they felt annoyed if they looked at him for even a second, so they sat in their seats and ate heartily.

Jia Lan stared blankly at the friendly interaction between Su Yan and Hong Ying, his face full of envy.

Hongying: "Su Yan, do you want the big pomegranate on the left or the small pomegranate on the right?"

"Sister Hongying, I want them one by one."

"Well, you're my only good friend."

Su Yan: "Sister Hongying, do you know what a good friend is? A good friend is Sanjiu."

"what do you mean?"

"You are three, I am nine... I am nothing but you."

"Su Yan, you're so corny... Say more, say more!"

Why is Sister Hongying’s good friend mode a fairy wand with pink bubbles, while my good friend mode is the forest witch’s evil crucible...Jialan pursed his lips and turned his attention back to Lin Qiye.

At this moment, Lin Qiye seemed to have a strong interest in Jialan all of a sudden. The unfamiliarity he had felt before was gone. He kept asking questions.

"Jialan, I heard that all the emperors of the Han Dynasty were gay?"

"Jialan, I heard it started with Liu Bang, including Liu Che, Wei Qing, and others?"

"Jialan, I heard that Wei Qing reported important military and political matters to Emperor Wu of Han from his bed in the inner palace?"

......

"Jialan, I heard Huo Qubing fought so hard and achieved so many great military feats away from home. Was it because Emperor Wu of Han liked him that he was so frightened that he dared not return to the court?"

Galan's eyes kept flickering as she looked at Lin Qiye with some grievance, thinking: Well, this is also a big step forward in friendship, a bit like gossiping between best friends, much better than before.

In the distance, Baili Jing came over, and as he walked, he reminded the black-clad bodyguards around him, saying, "Don't neglect our distinguished guests. Everyone, smile!"

The black-clad bodyguards' mouths twitched, their smiles stiff.

Su Jianqiang had a blank expression on his face and walked with a limp, indicating that he refused to cooperate.

Forget about this, I’m afraid he will beat me... Baili Jing pretended not to see it and walked towards Lin Qiye with a bow.

"Captain Lin, I've admired you a lot, Mr. Su, too."

Su Yan and Lin Qiye nodded and responded with due courtesy.

It's exactly the same!

Baili Jing smiled gently, no longer doubting anything, and thought to himself: Su Yan and Su Jianqiang's faces are exactly the same, they are exactly the same in appearance and spirit, they are real twins.

His gaze lightly passed over Hongying, and a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes. Then he nodded politely and politely turned his gaze away, no longer staring directly at her.

Baili Jing was very confident in his etiquette and would never cause any offence among the guests.

After all, the true descendants of the nobility are by no means the kind of playboys who are tempted by beauty at the first sight. Instead, they have learned to shoulder family responsibilities from a young age under the strict family rules and are determined to abandon any inappropriate thoughts.

How could there be such a scoundrel in the novel who would be so lustful and flirt with the woman next to the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King in real life?

Baili Jing's thoughts were still wandering when Su Jianqiang beside him suddenly stretched out a hand, pinched Hongying's soft cheek, and said with a lewd smile:

"Hey, this girl is pretty. Do you want to go out for some spicy hot pot?"

Baili Jing: ???

Hongying stared at him stupidly, and secretly stretched out her white and tender fingers to poke Su Yan's soft waist.

"Snapped--!"

Su Yan slapped Su Jianqiang's hand away, stood up suddenly, narrowed his eyes slowly, and said sternly:

"Oh, my silly Ou Doudou, I haven't seen you for so many years. So you've become a running dog of the Baili family?"

Su Jianqiang smiled evilly: "Stupid Nissan, you are finally here."

Su Yan smiled coldly: "Yes, I'm here."

Su Jianqiang: "You shouldn't have come."

Su Yan: "But I'm already here."

"It's all here."

"Come on, come on!"