On the day that Lan Changqing and Yimo got married, Old Man Wen held a feast.
It's just that Old Man Wen only wanted to share his joy with the people of Wanyao Valley and did not invite other foreigners.
Old Man Wen looked at the wedding dress Yi Mo was wearing and couldn't help but shed tears.
Yimo was a little anxious when he saw old man Wen crying: "Grandpa, don't cry."
He raised his hand to wipe away Old Man Wen's tears, but Old Man Wen pressed him down. "How can such a beautiful wedding dress be used to wipe away tears?"
Yimo: "Did you think of your mother?"
Yi Mo didn't think it was inappropriate to call Wen Zhishu this way, after all, they were getting married soon.
Old Man Wen pretended to be relaxed and said, "This is the wedding dress I prepared for Shu'er. Before she could wear it, she was kidnapped."
Old Man Wen immediately explained, "I had my clothes altered, and I even embroidered sunflowers on them."
Yimo knew that grandpa was afraid that she would think too much, "Grandpa, my mother didn't have time to wear it. I am not putting on this beautiful and gorgeous wedding dress for my mother. Is it too late for me to be happy?"
Old Man Wen: "You girl, if Shu'er were alive, I would definitely like you very much."
"Then grandpa should love Mo'er more." Yi Mo hugged old man Wen and acted coquettishly.
"This will be your home from now on."
Lan Changqing looked at the soft and graceful Yi Mo slowly walking towards him affectionately. Whether it was the sunny and happy Yi Mo or the cold-blooded and domineering Mogu Xi, he loved the current Yi Mo who looked as soft as water.
Yimo felt that what was happening in front of him was unreal. He had been pointed at from behind since he was a child, and he relied on his own efforts to carve out his own piece of sky in the demon clan. Later, he lost his memory and was bullied for a short period of time.
Now being blessed by a group of strangers, I always feel that this is just an illusion after death.
Lan Changqing took Yimo's slender hand and saluted her grandfather.
Before the ceremony was completed, a nine-year-old boy walked in with a swagger.
"My young master's sister is getting married, how can I not come?"
The moment Old Man Wen saw the boy, he had a headache. This little ancestor didn't come early or late, but he came at this time. This kid is going to make a fuss, and the day when I can hold my grandson will be postponed.
Old Man Wen sat in his seat and said, "I wonder what the young master is doing when he comes to my Ten Thousand Medicine Valley."
When Yimo listened to the boy's words about his sister, he was sure that she was the woman in her current body.
Lan Changqing pulled Yimo behind him, trying his best to keep Yimo safe even though he had no profound energy.
The boy met Old Man Wen's gaze and did not flinch at all. "Old Man Wen, my sister gave her body to you after she died. You have the right to control it, but not everyone can take over my sister's body."
"And I need to see what a soul that can be recognized by my sister looks like? What if I use bad means to make my sister accept it, don't you think so, Old Man Wen?"
Old Man Wen laughed and said, "Young Master, my grandson is getting married today, how about you watch it tomorrow?"
Lan Changqing has been here for a relatively short time, and no one here has mentioned to him that besides the three major gods, there is also a young master?
Lan Changqing stood in front of Yimo.
The boy sneered disdainfully, "You're just a loser who doesn't even have the power of stars. What qualifications do you have to stand in front of me?"
Pretending to push Lan Changqing away, Yimo opened the hijab in desperation.
Old Man Wen looked ugly. If the boy really hurt his grandson, he would make it impossible for him to even get out of the gate of Wanyao Valley.
The boy took a look at this woman who was exactly the same as his sister, but he saw in this woman the tenacity and sunshine that his sister did not have.
Then he stopped and said, "Since my sister approves you, I won't touch you."
Yimo noticed the aura left on Yan'er from a boy in front of him, but he couldn't ask about it right now.
Lan Changqing held Yimo tightly in her hands.
The boy had a clear view of Lan Changqing's actions. If his sister was still alive, would someone treat her like this?
The boy turned to look at Old Man Wen, "Hey, old man, don't be so nervous. After all, my sister is here with you, and I will stay here for a while."
Old Man Wen was speechless and stayed for a while. He was going to use the medicine from the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley to pull out his bald hair. Last time he said he would come to the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley to play for a while. In just that moment, his precious medicinal herbs were used by his newly raised little one.
The dog ate it.
Old Man Wen firmly refused this time, "No, if you are here, I think God will destroy me, the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines."
The boy was very determined, "I'm right here."
Old Man Wen looked at Yimo, and Yimo looked at Lan Changqing.
In the end, Old Man Wen reluctantly agreed. After all, this kid was famous as a demon king. The key was that the Lord of God was still conniving.
“Just stay for one day and leave as soon as possible tomorrow”
The boy didn't listen to what Old Man Wen said. It was so boring to go back to the shrine. All day long there were either one rule or another.
He actually still missed that cute little girl, and he didn't know how it felt to pinch her face.
While the boy was eating, he accidentally discovered that the little girl's eyebrows looked a bit like Lan Changqing's.
But the boy didn't ask.
The next day, the boy left a gift for Yimo and left silently.
Old Man Wen breathed a sigh of relief, "This ancestor is finally gone."
Yimo showed the gift to Old Man Wen, and Old Man Wen said in his usual indifferent tone, "Just keep it if he gives it to you. That boy has a lot of treasures in his hands. He may also miss his sister."
Yimo said oh.
Lan Changqing was a little unhappy when she saw the gift from the boy.
Old Man Wen still knows something about this grandson. After all, his temperament is very similar to her mother's.
"Xiaodujichang, if you give my grandson-in-law a child, isn't it better than a gift?"
Blue evergreen "."
Yimo was amused and laughed.
In the evening, Old Man Wen brought some pastries to the two of them, and emphasized that they must eat them. He cooked the pastries himself and they were delicious.
Yimo picked it up and put it into his mouth. By the time Lan Changqing saw it, Yimo had already eaten several pieces.
Lan Changqing didn't even have to think that this grandpa must have bad intentions and was sending cakes now.
Yimo also took the cake to feed Lan Changqing, "Husband, try this cake, it's really delicious."
Lan Changqing refused, and Yimo looked at Lan Changqing aggrievedly.
Lan Changqing asked again, "Are you sure you want me to eat?"
Yimo nodded, "It's really delicious. Grandpa's cooking is really good."
Lan Changqing leaned into Yimo's ear and said, "Don't regret it."
After a while, Yimo realized what Lan Changqing meant when he said don't regret.
Yimodu wondered if he had become stupid because he couldn't even see his grandfather's purpose.
Lan Changqing: “It’s not that you have become stupid, it’s that you have lost your defense against people.”
Old Man Wen hid at the door and smiled secretly. Now there is hope for his grandson. If I didn't wait for them, I would be buried.
The next day, Lan Changqing found Old Man Wen early and said that he wanted to practice star power.
Old Man Wen went directly to the topic "Where is my grandson's wife?"
Blue evergreen "."
Old Man Wen couldn't ask any more questions and stared at Lan Changqing with a smile, "What a good grandson of grandpa."