How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

Hong Li: "???"

"Well……"

Hei Yang leisurely sat next to Xiao Huo, looked at the soul drawing on the blackboard, and sighed in his heart that this drawing technique had been inherited by the Hong family.

"Little fire, little fire."

Hei Yang patted Xiao Huo in a low voice, lowered his voice and whispered: "What are you doing?"

"ah!"

Xiao Huo quickly turned his head, stood up and lay down next to Hei Yang's shoulder, he chuckled and said into his ear: "Aunt Hongling is teaching us to be careful of scumbags.

Hehe, Xiaohuo actually knows that her aunt is because...

Hey, Xiao Huo doesn’t say anything, it’s fun to just listen to her aunt’s knowledge!

If I say it directly, my aunt will definitely be sad! "

"You're sensible."

Hei Yang patted Xiao Huo and whispered: "You are much more sensible than your mother. If it were Xiao Li, she would definitely..."

"ha?!"

Hongli couldn't help but blurted out, pointed at her aunt Hongling and said loudly: "Just you? Teach them how to be careful about bad men?"

"how?"

Hong Ling's face turned dark and she glanced at Hong Li angrily: "Can't you?!"

"Pfft, hahahahaha, aunt, please don't make me laugh, hahahahaha..."

Hongli couldn't help but burst into tears as she laughed, and said sarcastically: "It's just you, a guy who hasn't even had a successful love experience, no, he hasn't had a single love experience, and has never experienced success or failure!

Apart from your father and grandfather, have you never held hands with any other boys? Hahahahahaha..."

"..."

There was silence.

"Well……"

Black lines were drawn on Heiyang's head, and he looked at Xiaohuo with his half-moon eyes: "You see, do you know what I just wanted to say about your mother?"

"Ah hahaha, this..."

A few drops of sweat slid across Xiaohuo's forehead, and he responded in a low voice with a smile: "Actually, not long after Xiaohuo was born, he was a little afraid that his mother would be beaten one day. Later, he was relieved when he found that they couldn't beat his mother.

Then Xiao Huo was curious, how did her mother live such a long life before she started to practice? Because many of her behaviors were very different from the survival instincts of creatures in the inheritance. Is it because her mother was a big shot in the family? "

Xiao Huo showed his half-moon eyes and looked at Hei Yang with a helpless expression: "It wasn't until Xiao Huo saw his father that he knew..."

"It's true!"

Hei Yang was moved to tears, and he touched Xiao Huo's head with tears: "Although I know that I have to bear most of the responsibility for her character today.

But in some aspects, she is already better than her predecessors, such as her tongue, ahem..."

Hei Yang took a deep breath and sighed: "Fortunately, Xiaoli is still very polite when facing strangers, but when she meets close relatives and friends..."

Hei Yang pointed at himself: "Needless to say, Hongli has always been open-minded in front of me. It just took a little effort to get her to admit that she liked me.

But Elder Huole and Aunt Hongling, these elders who are very close to each other, although they know that she has no ill intentions, tut tut..."

Hei Yang raised his fist and waved it with a righteous look on his face: "So we have to use the Iron Fist of Justice at all times to help her get her brain back, do you understand?

She must remember that there are some things that her father can say, but not all of them can be said to others! "

"Support the righteous blaster!"

Xiaohuo hey Yixiao, suddenly thought of something, slipped to Heiyang's ear, and continued to whisper: "Speaking of which, if you hit the head, you will definitely beat the person stupid.

Maybe I won’t be able to remember it by then, so why not hit ()? "

"Ah this."

Hei Yang showed a funny face, looked at Xiao Huo, and said with a smile: "What, you were beaten by your mother, are you ready to take revenge?"

"Ahem, no, how could it be! Hahaha"

Xiaohuo laughed.

"to be honest."

"Uuuuuuuuuah, mommy is so cruel!"

Xiaohuo burst into tears, sniffed, lowered his voice and told the truth.

"Xiaohuo was rude to Aunt Xiaoyun once before, but her mother didn't say anything at the time, and then she taught Xiaohuo a lesson when she got home, wuwuwu...

So dad, didn’t you just say that mom is also polite, so we should treat everyone equally and oppose double standards of seniority! "

"Hey, that's not okay."

Hei Yang lowered his voice and said: "Otherwise, I'm afraid that she will be so happy that it won't have any punishment effect!"

"Ah this..."

Xiao Huo showed a shocked expression, and his pupils gradually narrowed.

"New knowledge, stored for inheritance...huh?"

Before Xiao Huo finished speaking, Hei Yang put a finger on his little head. The former looked at Hei Yang with a puzzled look.

"This is not a good idea to pass on the memory."

Hei Yang smiled slightly and flicked his fingers: "Da."

"Well!"

Xiaohuo's vision went dark, and then she fell into a trance and saw her father smiling gently at her.

"Huh?"

Xiaohuo shook his head, blinked and said in confusion: "Isn't Xiaohuo listening to the class?"

"Xiao Huo is too tired of listening."

Hei Yang smiled and touched Xiao Huo's head: "So I fell asleep leaning against my father while I listened.

How about it? Do you feel comfortable sleeping? If you are still sleepy, just keep sleeping for a while. "

"Ah! So that's it."

Xiao Huo suddenly realized that he seemed to feel a little sleepy, and smiled sheepishly.

"Xiaohuo didn't mean it, but he seemed really sleepy."

Xiao Huo tilted his head and leaned on Hei Yang's arm in emotion, and smiled: "Dad is so kind."

"of course!"

Hei Yang's eyes were slightly weak, and he laughed and touched Xiao Huo's head.

In the distance, Hongli and Hongling were still chattering...

Ah, what a happy and harmonious family!

Xingyun: "???"

quack:"???"

Did the two of them see something they shouldn't have seen?

Chapter 340 In fact, it’s not that many taciturn people don’t like to express themselves

"OK OK……"

Seeing the dispute gradually turning into a scuffle, Hei Yang sighed, stepped forward and lifted Hongli up from the collar, and lifted her into the air.

"that……"

Hei Yang looked at the dark-faced Hong Ling with a sneer. After all, she was also an elder.

"Ahem, that..."

Hei Yang poked Hong Li's head with another finger, causing the latter to yell, but Hei Yang ignored it.

"My wife is mentally ill, and I hope you will be more considerate."

Hei Yang admitted his mistake sincerely.

"Ah? Ah? Hei Yang, you are so mentally ill!"

Hong Li swore back fiercely, bared her teeth and rubbed her teeth at Hong Ling, and kept trying to greet Hong Ling with her hands and feet, but failed to touch her.

"Damn it! I don't accept it!"

Hongli looked unhappy and said: "What I said is obviously the truth, tell the truth! Is it wrong to tell the truth?

Hei Yang, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this aunt who has misled people today... Uh-huh. "

Hongli's mouth was covered by Hei Yang's hand again. Her eyes widened and she struggled wildly: "Hei Wu Wu Yang, you... uh uh... elbow... uh uh... turn away!"

"Ahem, that..."

Hei Yang looked at everyone present with a sneer, then turned and carried Hong Li towards the bedroom: "Wait for me, ten minutes."

"Uh huh huh?!!!"

Hongli's struggle became even more intense. She grabbed the door frame and kicked her legs wildly. Under the gazes of Xingyun and the others, she disappeared from their sight with a look of horror and despair on her face.

"boom!"

The door of the house was closed tightly, and the sound insulation formation was fully activated.

"Ah this..."

Hongling, Xingyun, Xiaohuo and Gaga looked at the room blankly.

"No, that's not the case..."

Hong Ling's mouth twitched, and she suddenly became worried about her niece: "I was just joking with Xiaoli."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sister Hongli..."

Xingyun burst into tears: "I will always remember you."

"Ah this..."

Xiaohuo turned his head away, revealing his half-moon eyes from an angle that no one could see, and smiled helplessly.

………

In Yangli's bedroom.

The very violent scene that Hong Ling and others imagined did not happen. Hong Li covered her shoulders with her arms and sat on the edge of the bed with an unhappy look on her face.

Hei Yang was behind Hong Li, sometimes squeezing her face and sometimes rubbing her back.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoli, don't be angry."

Hei Yang said helplessly: "Didn't I tell you that in some cases one should speak according to the situation.

It's so exciting for Auntie, what if she doesn't play with us anymore,"

"Well, I know, Hei Yang..."

Hong Li had a look of reluctance on her little face. She curled her lips and couldn't help but said, "I don't think we were actually arguing just now. My aunt and I were just joking. It's not a big problem."

"How do you know it's not a big problem? What if?"

Hei Yang stretched out his index finger and tapped Hong Li's head, and the latter suddenly felt even more aggrieved.

"But, but..."

Hongli lowered her head and murmured in a low voice: "I've tried to make that kind of joke before, my aunt probably wouldn't take it to heart.

As soon as I heard what I said, I knew I wasn't serious. It would be too much to argue with a joke like that..."

"You can't say that, everyone is different."

Hei Yang rubbed Hong Li's head and comforted: "Everyone has their own preferences, characteristics, and different views on things. This is normal.