"Uh-huh, uh-huh, delicious, delicious!"

Xingyun buried her head in the bowl and made a happy sound.

"Auntie is so awesome! She can even cook bitter food! I've been able to eat the food cooked by my aunt since I was a child. Sister Hongli is so happy! No wonder she has to come back!"

"Oh, slow down, eat slowly. If it's delicious, eat more. No one will compete with you."

Lan Yuying smiled and looked at the three girls in the room. In addition to Hei Hui and Hong Qiao, who always liked to play here, there was also a little girl with blue hair.

The little girl’s name is Xingyun, and she seems to be from Wuguo City. When Xiaoli came back, she mentioned this little girl to her, and she thought she was a very interesting little girl.

She was still thinking about meeting one day, but unexpectedly she was suddenly pulled over by Qiaoqiao and the others.

"Xiao Li said, that little girl Xiao Yun is the best friend she made in the sect. She is cute, well-behaved, hard-working and sensible."

"Eh!? Cough cough! Choking, choking... cough cough!"

Xingyun beat her chest in pain, and a glass of water was handed to her on the table. She quickly took it and drank it, and then she felt relieved.

"Thank you, thank you auntie!"

Xingyun breathed a long sigh of relief, scratched his head, and showed an embarrassed smile: "I was so surprised to hear it all of a sudden!"

"You're welcome."

Lan Yuying waved her hand, shook her head and laughed.

"So you can't eat in a hurry!"

"Haha, that's not important, you can't die, hahaha!"

Xingyun said horrifying remarks and said with a smile: "I'm just so surprised. Sister Hongli actually said that to me? Hehehehe."

"Yes, that's what Xiaoli said."

Lan Yuying smiled and refilled the cup, sighing: "Sometimes, I really feel that Xiaoli is so lucky and can always meet great people.

Ha, although she doesn’t think so herself, she always feels that she is unlucky... I think she is in a state of good fortune and does not know how lucky she is!"

"Ah haha, it's not that exaggerated..."

Xingyun's face turned red and she said sheepishly: "Me, I'm not as good as I said, hehehe."

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Is it okay!?"

"Hmm."

"Another bowl, please! Thank you!"

"Okay, let's wait for Auntie to serve it for you."

………

"Quack, look..."

Hei Hui pointed to the words on the "Children's Literacy Enlightenment Book" and taught him seriously.

"Recite after me, this character, this character is pronounced black!"

"Gah! Black——"

"No, continue, Bai..."

"Gah! Bai——"

"I told you there is no ga la! Keep going, ga... bah bah, red!"

"..."

"Second uncle, second uncle."

Hong Qiao fiddled with the wine glass on the table and frowned: "Can drinking really relieve sorrow? Does it work?"

"It's useless, don't touch it, children."

Hong Xiaochen waved his hand and took the wine glass back, and couldn't help but complain: "If your father knew that I let you drink, he would probably come and turn against my brother with a gun!

Tsk tsk, don’t touch this thing. Just follow your example, Sister Hongli, and she won’t touch this thing.”

"Sister Hongli, Sister Hongli is so happy every day, she doesn't need this..."

Hong Qiao sighed and put her arms on the table, looking confused.

"Second uncle, what do you think I should do? There are some things I can't do, but I still want to do them. People without talent have no other way but to keep working hard?"

"Yes."

Hong Xiaochen gently poured half a glass of wine, took a small sip with a comfortable expression, and said with a smile: "It depends on luck!"

"Second uncle——"

Hong Qiao curled her lips: "Isn't it the same as not saying anything!"

"Uh-huh, are you too rude?"

Hong Xiaochen said with a smile: "In other words, it depends on chance."

"Oh, that's something you can't touch. Is there anything else?"

"Yes, there are many. Rely on the help of others, rely on your own efforts, rely on acting according to the opportunity, rely on a flash of inspiration..."

"Then what if we can't do this?"

"Then why are you better than others?"

Hong Xiaochen said leisurely: "Why, do you just rely on hard work?"

"Yes!"

"So try your best!"

"But..."

Hong Qiao frowned and said confusedly: "Why did you come back again?"

"Because there is nothing new in the world, do your best within the scope of your control, and no one can criticize you."

Hong Xiaochen gently put down the wine glass and showed a helpless smile: "You are adding pressure to yourself.

Seriously, if Xiaoli Xiaoyang is as motivated as you are, tsk tsk, that would be really incredible."

"Second uncle, do you think my brothers and sisters have wasted their talents?"

"I didn't say that, it's just an assumption."

Hong Xiaochen sighed, which was profound.

"Climbing so high is not necessarily a good thing. It's good now. Well, don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you care too much about other people's feelings, you will lose yourself."

"..."

"If it doesn't work, you can go find Xiaoli Xiaoyang and the others."

Hong Xiaochen said cheerfully: "They know much better than me in terms of spiritual practice. Let them teach you, and maybe you will enlighten yourself?"

"Well, is that so..."

"..."

"Ah, thank you so much. I'm full."

Xingyun slumped on the chair with a satisfied look on her face, stroking her round belly with an expression of having no regrets in her life.

"Ah, Sister Hongli is so happy. She is full and doesn't want to move. She wants to sleep... Well, if I sleep after eating, I will turn into a piglet!"

"Piggy is not as cute as you."

Lan Yuying smiled and waved to Hei Hui Gaga: "Come over and have something to eat when you are tired from studying. And over there, Hong Xiaochen, can you stop drinking? You smell like alcohol, so don't be afraid of people and children avoiding you!"

”

"Quack, quack is coming!"

"Gah. Gah gah bah...Hei Hui is here!"

"Gaga, try this, I tell you, Aunt Yuying's twice-cooked pork rice bowl is delicious!"

"Hui, Aunt Hui Hui eats!"

Seeing Gaga and Hei Hui happily eating their food, Xingyun tilted her head with a faint smile on her face.

"It's so good, so good..."

Xingyun turned to look at Lan Yuying, who was sitting down to eat, and said softly: "Auntie?"

"Huh?"

Lan Yuying was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and smiled: "What's wrong? Xiaoyun is not full? Do you want another bowl?"

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"No, I'm very full!"
To be continued...