How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Hong Xiaochen turned his head away, looking completely bewildered.

"Yingying, what's wrong? You seem a little unhappy..."

"..."

Lan Yuying's rage level increases by one, one, one, one...

"Hong Xiaochen! Have you slept enough? Have you slept enough?!"

Lan Yuying glared angrily at her smirking husband and couldn't help but say, "We agreed to brainstorm together and come up with a solution, but what did you do? You just sat down, tilted your head, and started slacking off!"

I finally understand! My little Li, who was such a lively and active girl since she was little, has turned into this—all because of you, her lazy dad, who spoiled her!"

"Hey, Yingying, I admit I'm lazy, but you're saying I'm corrupting our daughter? Tsk tsk, don't try to pin this on me."

Hong Xiaochen crossed his legs and couldn't help but complain, "If you say my daughter inherited my intelligence, optimism, and fearlessness, that's more like it. But laziness isn't something she inherited from her father."

But if we're talking about laziness... well, I basically let go of her after she turned four. From then on, she veered onto a path of growth that her father couldn't understand.

"Oh dear, I think Xiao Li is just fine as she is now."

Qing Yiyi lowered her head and smiled, "She's so well-behaved and cute, she makes you feel warm and friendly just by looking at her."

"Wow, Yiyi, how dare you say that!"

Lan Yuying feigned anger and complained, "It's not your Xiaoyang who's being led astray, so of course you think it's okay!"

"I disagree with that."

Qing Yiyi chuckled and said, "Xiao Yang and Xiao Li are like my own children. They're adorable no matter what they look like!"

"Ha, Yiyi, you make it sound so righteous, it makes me sound like a wicked stepmother..."

Lan Yuying looked at the smiling Qing Yiyi, her half-moon eyes revealing her gaze: "I remember which year it was, we were having dinner at home with Xiao Li when Xiao Yang suddenly ran in looking panicked..."

"Yiyi, guess who's chasing Xiaoyang with a broom all the way up behind him?"

"Ah this..."

Qing Yiyi froze for a moment, then quickly regained her composure and chuckled awkwardly, "What? There's actually such a thing!"

My little Yang got bullied?! Yu Ying, why didn't you tell me sooner?!

Lan Yuying: "..."

Qing Yiyi: "..."

"Ahem, that..."

Qing Yiyi muttered under her breath, "The broom only looks scary. The fear on his face is 30% real and 70% acting. He's just putting on an act for his mom."

Like that time I told Xiaoyang not to forget the boiled water before I left, and when I came back I found the kettle was almost burned through. That time, when I chased him with a kitchen knife, the look on his face was one of genuine fear!

"You still have the nerve to say..."

Lan Yuying rolled her eyes.

"The worst thing I can do is confiscate Xiaoli's books, but I can't bring myself to hit her..."

"It's not like I actually hurt that kid. Wasn't it because I was annoyed that he lay around at home all day and didn't move? I just wanted him to go out."

Qing Yiyi said quietly, "Boys should be lively and mischievous, shouldn't they? It's better to be disliked than to be pitied..."

You know perfectly well that in the first few years after Xiaoyang was born, he always looked so melancholy. It worried me to death. I don't want him to go back to being like that..."

"Sigh, that's true, that child back then... um?"

Lan Yuying raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Hong Xiaochen who was snoring with his mouth open, and a black line appeared on her forehead: "Hong! Xiao! Chen!"

"Oh ho, I think I heard someone mention Xiaoyang and Xiaoli?"

Hei Yang suddenly pushed open the door and jumped joyfully into the room.

"Is that all you think of us? Is that all you think?"

"Ah, I think I heard Mom's roar and Dad's scream?"

Hongli chuckled and followed closely behind, peeking her head out.

"What did Dad do to upset Mom again? What happened?"

"I got up quite early today."

Qing Yiyi glanced up at her son and praised him, "Keep it up."

"hey-hey……"

Hei Yang smiled sheepishly: "Actually, I didn't sleep all night..."

"Oh, that's okay."

Qing Yiyi's expression disappeared, and she lowered her head again: "Have you eaten? If not, go to the kitchen and get some yourself."

"Let's eat! It's food from outside, hehe!"

"You certainly know how to enjoy yourself..."

"Hehe, where's my dad?"

"They haven't returned from the city lord's mansion yet."

"oh oh!"

Good morning, Mom and Dad!

Hongli waved to her parents, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed, "The familiar taste of home!"

"Your mom just sprayed some insect repellent..."

Hong Xiaochen said quietly, "The smell hasn't completely dissipated yet."

"I was wondering why this place's food was so addictive..."

Hong Li shook her head, revealing dead fish eyes as she looked around: "Also, isn't something missing, like a certain little redhead..."

"Xiao Huo went to the City Lord's Mansion with Mu Guang."

Hong Xiaochen yawned: "It probably isn't there yet..."

"Grandpa, hurry up! Little Fire can smell Mom and Dad!"

The sound from outside interrupted Hong Xiaochen's words.

"Really? They can get up at this hour?"

Hei Muguang's tone was somewhat surprised.

"It can't be wrong!"

Little Fire let go of Grandpa's hand and ran towards the house, turning her head back and urging with a smile as she ran, "Grandpa, hurry up! Little Fire wants to be first... Oh dear!"

Little Fire's body suddenly swayed, and he felt as if he had bumped into something, even though there was nothing there in his senses!

"Slow down. If you hit an ordinary person, Hei Yang Hong Li will be in a lot of trouble..."

Laziness straightened the little fire that had bumped into her arms, lowered her head and whispered, "We meet again, the little firecracker cub born so fortunate."

"Ah?"

Xiao Huo looked up at the girl who had suddenly appeared with a puzzled expression, and asked uncertainly, "You are... Xiao Huo, have I seen you before?"

"Hmm...Big sister? Aunt? Auntie? Or some other elder?"

"It's me..."

Lazy and friendly, it swayed and transformed back into a little sloth.

"Do you remember? We've met before!"

"Ah! It's you! The one who made everyone in the city sleep in late..."

Little Fire was both surprised and delighted. It reached out and grabbed the sloth, ran a few steps, and then leaped up with the sloth to an apricot tree in the yard. It transformed into a little flamingo and stood side by side with the little sloth on a branch.

"I heard from Mom and Dad that they're trying to find a suitable way to send you away. Haven't you left yet?"

"Well, the plans have changed."

Just listening to her lazy voice makes you want to sleep, even though her voice doesn't sound like a math teacher's and she doesn't say anything profound or difficult, but it still has the same effect.

“Hei Yang Hong Li took me in; they said I could stay here.”

"Wow! Really?!"

Little Fire's eyes lit up: "Are you going to live with us in Five Colors City?"

Why don't you live in the same room as Xiao Huo? That way, Xiao Huo can chat with you when she can't sleep!

"Yes, Little Fire can share half of the bed with you, it's a really soft and warm big bed!"

"Uh, maybe not..."

Lazy smiled and declined Little Fire's offer. She peeked into the house and asked curiously, "Can't you sleep anywhere—in the desert, mountains, forests, or sea of ​​clouds?"

Why do humans lock themselves in such a big box?

"Because it can shelter us from the wind and rain!"

"Is this so..."