The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

Yang Zizi wandered alone on the street for a hundred years. The place she was once so familiar with was more intelligent and prosperous than before.

Perhaps she had indeed fallen behind a lot in the past hundred years.

She suddenly felt hungry. When she was about to take out her mobile phone to scan the code and order a cup of milk tea, she suddenly remembered that her mobile phone had been left in the blood clan. She had not used a mobile phone for a hundred years.

She sighed helplessly. She wanted to go back to the place where she and Lun Shengshi lived together after marriage and wait for him quietly there.

Suddenly, a cup of milk tea was handed to Yang Zizi. She looked down and saw a big-eyed chubby little boy who was probably only three years old.

"Does mommy like milk tea too?" The child's voice was so cute that anyone who saw it would like it very much.

She looked at the little boy and a memory rushed into her mind.

Her eyes were immediately filled with tears. The three-year-old child in front of her was her son Xiaoshi. She almost didn't recognize him. It was only after this little guy conveyed his memories from childhood to adulthood that she recognized him. No wonder this little guy made her inexplicably think of Lun Shengshi.

"Xiaoshi!" Yang Zizi hugged him and cried like a tearful person.

"Mommy, let's go home and cry. There are so many people here!" The little guy held a large cup of milk tea in his hand, looking at the pedestrians on the road with a round face, and he was a little face-saving.

"Okay, let's go home." Yang Zizi picked up the little guy, and her lonely heart finally got some comfort.

Yang Zizi carried Xiaoshi back home. There were six particularly conspicuous teenagers standing in front of the villa where she and Lun Shengshi lived after their marriage.

Among them, she never expected that her brothers were still there.

"Brother?" She couldn't believe her eyes.

"Sister, it's us!" Gui Chenchen shouted, wanting her to know that this was not a dream, this was real, the brothers were back with her, and she was the group pet of the brothers again.

Yang Zizi put down the little servant, ran to her brothers, and hugged them.

She really, really missed them.

But, didn't they already...

"What's going on? Didn't the brothers already..." Yang Zizi looked confused.

"You and the little servant saved us. In the dungeon, your blood actually worked, but because you were pregnant with the little servant, the effect was slower. Fortunately, Gui Chaole still had a conscience and didn't burn us brothers to death." Gui Xiaogu said with a smile. It was great to see the little sister again.

"Don't leave us again in the future."

"Okay, the brothers promise you that they will never leave you again." Gui Xiaogu gently wiped the tears from the little sister.

"Mommy is a little crybaby." In order to attract Yang Zizi's attention, the little guy teased his mommy again.

Yang Zizi burst into laughter.

Xi Jin, who was standing silently on the side, looked at all this beauty. It was great that Yang Zizi finally smiled.

Everything can go back to the starting point again.

Yang Zizi saw Xi Jin's obscure appearance and was very grateful for taking good care of the little servant for the past 100 years.

"Thank you, Xi Jin! You helped me raise the little servant so well."

"It's not all raised by me, but by my five brothers and I." Xi Jin shook his head a little embarrassedly.

The five grown men had prepared dinner for Yang Zizi. The family sat at the table happily, talking about each other's past 100 years.