As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

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"I say, Heiyang, why don't we go and admit our mistake and take Xiaohuo back."

In the bedroom, Hongli sat at the head of the bed, reading a book absentmindedly and muttering softly.

"We were wrong in the beginning, weren't we? Why are you arguing with a child?

We went to apologize and admit our mistakes. It’s okay to be sorry. We are one family and we should not have different opinions…

Eh? But then again, I remember that we just wanted to scare Xiao Huo at the beginning, we didn't really want to do anything, right?

Didn’t we often joke like this before? Xiaohuo never misunderstood it!”

Hongli was thinking with a puzzled look on her face.

"What? Do you think I'm competing with the child?

You are her mother after all. The girl is just feeling cold and lazy and doesn't want to move.

At home, she has to take care of us two lazy bugs, but when she goes to my parents' house, she is a little princess. She just found an excuse to live with my parents. You can't really not see it, can you?"

Heiyang stood by the window with a rag in his hand, wiping the window while saying quietly: "As long as we go to pick it up, Xiaohuo will definitely come back with us.

I just didn’t dare to go see my parents because I was afraid I would be beaten if I went in.

After all, we both promised each other before that we would not be so lazy during this period.

As a result, he was lazy and lied. In the past, he would have been forced to reflect on his mistakes at home.

Now that we are older, it is not easy to punish us like that, so we have to use this kind of "cold violence" to secretly make us reflect on ourselves...

Well, I can only say that those who understand will understand.

You know what kind of personalities your parents have.

They won’t spoil us, but they rarely get really angry…”

"Huh? When mom chased you across several blocks with a kitchen knife, she wasn't really angry, right?"

Hongli looked at Heiyang in shock. If that wasn't considered anger, then what would real anger look like?

"Oh, Xiaoli, stop bringing up that!"

Hei Yang's eyes were weak, and he said helplessly: "Okay, okay, it was true that time, which child doesn't make the parents angry?

But didn’t you notice that my mother hasn’t come to my house with a knife yet? That proves she’s not angry! "

"What kind of logic is that..."

Hong Li looked at Hei Yang speechlessly, a little curious: "By the way, what were you wiping just now?"

"what?"

Heiyang was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways and pointed at the window with a strange look on his face.

"You ask that?"

"Uh, what's with that expression on your face? It's like I shouldn't ask."

Hongli turned her head and looked over. She squinted her eyes and saw two handprints on the window. She raised her eyebrows and felt a sense of familiarity.

"Why does this handprint feel so familiar?"

"Oh my goodness, I really have lost my memory..."

Heiyang rolled his eyes.

"Lower your head."

"what?"

Hongli was stunned for a moment, subconsciously lowered her head, and then saw her hands.

"..."

Hongli frowned, feeling that something was not right.

Take a look at the windows...

Look at the hand...

Looking toward the window again...

"!!?"

"When the hell am I?!!"

Hongli's pupils trembled.

"Haha, don't be impatient. Wait until I destroy the evidence."

Heiyang paused and muttered softly.

"Don't panic, I have photos. I'll let you take a closer look later..."

Hong Li: "???"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 431: In my own small world, I live a simple life of peace and happiness without being disturbed

Since they have decided to invite Xiaohuo back, even if Heiyang Hongli is afraid of being scolded, he has no choice but to go through with it.

At worst, I could just pick up the child and run away when the parents aren't paying attention. Ahem, that scene seems a little off...

But that is not the key point. The key point is that Heiyang Hongli has not stepped out of the door yet!

"Hurry up, sister. The flowers I've been waiting for have all withered."

Heiyang was lying on the sofa in the living room, watching Hongli patting her face in front of the mirror on the dressing table. He wondered if Hongli didn't usually wear makeup?

How come if I take more photos like this, my face will look firmer and my skin will be less likely to sag?

But cultivators with Nascent Soul Mirror don’t have to worry about these things…

But if he really wanted to do this, he could do it for him...

The image of himself slapping Hu Hongli in the face emerged in Heiyang's mind. His body could not help but tremble suddenly, and he laughed secretly in his heart.

"Oh my, my dear husband Heiyang, don't be so anxious!"

Hong Li smiled awkwardly and waved her hands, not realizing that someone was bullying her in her imagination, she explained: "Didn't you say that Xiao Huo likes to stay at his parents' house?

In this case, there is no need for us to go in such a hurry, right?

Wouldn't it be nice to let Xiaohuo play there for a while longer?"

"Moreover……"

Hong Li paused, and said confidently, "I haven't been out for so long. I must adjust myself before going out so as to adapt to the difficult environment outside!"

"Oh, then you just need to get used to it slowly."

Heiyang raised his eyebrows, stood up, put on a coat, and walked out the door.

"Just let Lady Hongli get used to it at home. I'm going there anyway."

"Fuck, no! Don't worry!"

Hongli was startled and ran to Heiyang and hugged him around the waist.

"Heiyang, how could you bear to leave me alone at home?!"

Hongli raised her little face and looked at Heiyang with a wronged look.

"Heiyang, don't you know that if you move more than 30 meters away from me, I will die instantly!"

"Hey, hey, stop adding random settings to yourself!"

Heiyang touched Hongli's head speechlessly and couldn't help but complain: "Why don't you die suddenly for me to see?"

"Ah this..."

The corner of Hongli's mouth twitched for a moment, but soon it turned into a smile.

"Oh, husband, you know I can't live without you!"

"hiss……"

Heiyang took a breath of cold air and couldn't help shivering.

"My dear, please don't do this. I'm scared!"

"Tsk, am I not cute like this?"

Hong Li curled her lips and snorted in dissatisfaction: "Others want to see me like this but can't, only you, Hei Yang, can do that! This is your exclusive privilege!"

"Well, it's true to say that..."

Heiyang paused, put Hongli down, took her hand and opened the door.

"Forget it, forget it. Let's go."

Heiyang pulled Hongli out of the house, frowned and looked up at the distant sky.

"Ok?"

Heiyang looked at the falling stars in the sky, raised his eyebrows, and asked in surprise: "It's snowing?"

"Eh?"

Hongli was stunned for a moment, then looked up and followed Heiyang's line of sight.

"Really!"

"Another year has passed."

Heiyang sighed, but didn't say much else.

However, Hongli understood what her husband meant.

When it snowed the year before last, they were involved in the conspiracy of the weasel, and then the two of them got engaged without knowing it. Hongli was captured by the Five Elements Sect without knowing it, and by various coincidences, she was kicked out of the life she had been familiar with for more than ten years, and stumbled into the world of cultivation.

When it snowed last year, Heiyang "rescued" her again, returned to her hometown, built their current home, and started their life together.

After that, their lives got back on track to their dreams.

Even though some accidents happened, they were not a big deal. In that year, they completed their long-awaited wedding, officially became husband and wife, gave everything to each other, and agreed to stay together for the rest of their lives.

In the blink of an eye, it snowed again, announcing the passing of another year.

"I've spent another year with you."

Hongli smiled slightly, tiptoed and kissed Heiyang on the face. Then, without waiting for Heiyang to say anything, she took his hand and pulled him outside, as if the one who was unwilling to go out just now was another person!

Judging from the traces on the ground, the snow must have just fallen not long ago. However, it took less than five minutes from the time Heiyang Hongli left home to the time he reached his parents' house before the original fine snow turned into the size of goose feathers and willow catkins, turning from a light snow into a heavy snow.

Heiyang Hongli had long been accustomed to this.

One special thing about the weather in Wuse City is that it hardly rains or snows, but only comes in fits and starts.

No matter whether it is rain, snow or even hail, once it starts falling, it will not stop and will turn into heavy rain or heavy snow.

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Xiaohuo sat under the eaves, looking up at the snowflakes in the sky in a daze. He was wrapped tightly in clothes, a scarf, and a beautiful hat.

In the room behind me, a warm stove was lit, with a pot of water burning quietly on the fire, adding a bit of warmth to the room.

Of course, in fact, whether it is the wind and snow outside, the warmth in the house, or the coat he is wearing, they have almost no effect on Xiaohuo's body temperature.

After all, to put it in an exaggerated way, if she put her hand into the stove at a low heat, she would be frozen.

But wearing these clothes warms the heart.

The rooster and the chicken walked past the small fire with their heads held high, followed by a group of chicks. No one knew what they wanted to do with their children.

Xiaohuo's mind gradually became empty, but some strange thoughts popped up from time to time.

This dazed feeling is not bad, but the sad thing is that sometimes my parents would suddenly stare at each other in silence, as if they were in a cold war.

In fact, they just felt too lazy to talk suddenly, and they felt very cool.

Well, but speaking of mom and dad, I wonder when they will be able to have a row of younger brothers and sisters to follow them like Xiaoyue and Xiaori?

Xiaohuo couldn't help but giggle when she thought about herself as the big sister, holding her head high and leading a group of younger brothers and sisters.