Chapter 207 I want to take care of my child, Ayin brand spices
The loud, yet heroic laughter gradually died down.

Qian Daoliu shook off those melancholy.

He smiled and said:
"Xiao Jue, you've been away from Wuhun City so many times. Do you have any other girls you like?"

"Uh"

Qian Renjue's smiling face became stiff.

Shaking his head helplessly: "Grandpa, I don't have a crush on anyone at the moment"

"Ah~"

Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

"Xiao Jue, you have to be more careful about this kind of thing. You can't always let grandpa do the matchmaking."

"Grandpa, I am taking it seriously."

Qian Renjue quickly protested his injustice.

He has kept in touch with Ye Lingling over the past year.

I even went out to see her half a year ago.

"And grandpa, there's really no need to be so deliberate about this kind of thing."

"Just let it go."

Qian Renjue curled his lips.

He quietly put away the two storage soul guides.

He didn't want to go through the embarrassment of meeting someone in person after being introduced by Qian Daoliu a second time.

"Let it be?"

Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"It's been more than ten years. I haven't seen you come back with a baby girl to show us."

“I’m still young.”

Qian Ren Jue hesitated.

He usually goes out to do serious work.

I just go home after finishing my work and don’t care about fate.

“It’s not small anymore.”

Qian Daoliu hummed softly.

Guangling Douluo in the air next to him nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, I have nothing to do, and I want to take care of the children again."

Qian Renjue raised his eyes and glanced at Guangling Douluo.

Somewhat ashamed.

"Guang Ling, what you said is true. I haven't played with a baby in so many years. I am itching to do it too."

The Lion Douluo clenched his own big hands.

Qian Renjue's delicate skin and tender flesh appeared vividly in his mind and palms.

"My grandfathers and children are not for playing."

Qian Renjue raised his hand to cover his forehead.

If he really encountered such a situation, he would not dare to let them play with it easily.

"Haha. We won't mess things up."

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed.

Qian Renjue raised his hand and scratched his hair.

Compared with this kind of scene, he would rather face Guangling Douluo's eighth soul skill.
Bow down and run away.

"Grandpa, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

Qian Daoliu burst out laughing.

I'm no longer surprised by Qian Renjue's evasive behavior.

Naturally, I agreed.

"Okay, be careful when you go out."

"My grandson will."

Qian Renjue promised.

"Ah."

Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but praise:
“The things you’ve started are really good.”

"Much stronger than Ji'er."

"..."

I heard a deep voice at the end.

Qian Renjue was slightly stunned, with a hint of pain in his purple eyes.

After a moment of silence, he forced a smile and said:

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I will try to do better."

"Well, Grandpa believes in you."

Qian Daoliu waved his sleeves with a look of emotion.

She whispered, "Go ahead, and remember to tell Xiaoxue to come home often."

"Grandson, please leave."

Qian Renjue bowed, stepped back, and said goodbye to the several priests.

"Grandpas, I'll come to see you next time."

"Go, go. I am waiting for the day when you become the Pope."

Guangling Douluo landed.

He tossed the two bracelets on his hands.

The priests silently watched Qian Renjue's departing back.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

"Brother, it seems that the Spirit Hall is now at its peak."

Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but sigh.

Qian Daoliu smiled and said quietly:

"Yes. They are the Qian family and the future of the Spirit Hall."

"..."

"Fourth brother, come here, let me put the bracelet on you and let's practice."

Guangling Douluo's cheerful voice rang out.

……

Qian Renjue walked out of the worship hall.

I looked up at the glaring sun in the sky.

Following the falling sunlight, I turned my sight to the Douluo Hall, where faith was concentrated. I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

"Indeed, Grandpa is right, a long time has passed."

Qian Renjue murmured softly.

He walked towards the childhood home of the siblings.

The layout remains unchanged.

Until now.

When Qian Renxue came back, the yard still belonged to the two of them.

Wisps of white smoke were coming out of a few incense sticks.

Running rampant in the house.

Jingle Bell!
The bell hanging on the wall seemed to be moved by the smoke and made a slight sound.

Qian Renjue still remembered his instructions.

If you miss yourself, shake the bell in your hand
"Well, I'm here."

Qian Renjue sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting his chin, and just sat there quietly.

……

Until dusk.

Qian Ren Juecai walked up the long stairs and returned to the halfway point of the mountain.

He had already checked the gifts given by the devotees.

Four of the soul bones.

Except for the left leg bone from the 60,000-year-old Nether Ghost Tiger,
The other three pieces don't suit him.

Sixty thousand year old soul bones are actually quite good.

But Qian Renjue still didn't plan to absorb it right now, there was no rush for this kind of thing.
The glow of the setting sun spreads across the sky.

It seemed like a dazzling golden sword was stretching straight across the sky.

"Nana, be careful."

Qian Renjue just stepped into the yard.

Hu Liena, who had already woken up and washed up, walked out of the kitchen.

In his hand was a bowl of steaming broth.

She is neatly dressed, tall, and has a smiling face set off by her short orange hair.

No more anxiety.

"Eh? Brother, you're back."

See Qian Ren Jue.

Hu Liena immediately smiled happily and stood there with a gentle look on her face.

"Well, I'm back."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly and looked towards the kitchen with some confusion.

He urged softly:
"Nana, stop standing there and put your things away."

"Ah."

Hu Liena agreed with a smile.

Qian Renjue was about to walk towards the kitchen, but turned around and asked Hu Liena.

"By the way, where's Yin?"

"Ayin and the teacher are both inside."

Hu Liena answered softly, wiping the table under the pavilion.

"Master~"

Ah Yin's voice was weak, as if she was calling for help.

"Oh, Holy Son, don't cut, don't cut, it won't hurt if I do it myself."

Qian Renjue walked inside curiously.

Standing at the door, the aroma of food fills the air.

What came into view was Ah Yin who was making a fire, and Bibi Dong with her back to him.

the strange thing is.

One of Ah Yin's arms had transformed into its original form and reached out onto the chopping board.

A few tender branches and leaves wither away spontaneously and painlessly.

Then he shrank back again.

Qian Renjue looked extremely strange, and said puzzledly:

"What are you doing, mom? Why are you back so early today?"

"Of course I'm preparing a gift for Xue'er."

Bibi Dong's voice was gentle.

Without even looking back, he picked up the Blue Silver Emperor on the chopping board and crushed it.

"What about Ah Yin?"

Qian Renjue looked at the pitiful Ah Yin, still puzzled.

"Mom thinks she's quite fragrant, juicy and not astringent."

"It's not poisonous and is perfect for making spices."

Bibi Dong explained with a smile.

"Spices?!"

Qian Renjue blinked, feeling a little amused and helpless.

"You siblings have everything you need, and mom doesn't have any private property."

“Of course you have to do your best with what you do yourself.”

Bibi Dong didn't care.

These are the tender shoots that fell off voluntarily after Yin saw her spider sickle.

For the energetic Ah Yin, it's no big deal.

What's more, she even drank her son's blood.

"No matter if it's the best or not, as long as it's made by mom, sister will like it."

Qian Renjue shook his head and moved closer to Bibi Dong.

At the same time, he waved at Yin and stretched out his index finger for her to suck.

Getting closer.

Qianren Jue found out
Bibi Dong mixed the fragrant and sweet grass juice with cream and squeezed it onto the cake.

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)