How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Hongli rolled her eyes, then suddenly thought of her aunt Hongling, who was the same way.

"I'm just wondering, you've come back, you can talk to the sect leader, the elders, or the city lord, it's not like you can't."

Why do I need to submit a backup request to them? When did I get this kind of job?

"Oh, hahaha..."

Hong Butian gave an awkward laugh and waved his hand, saying, "That's not how it's said."

Think about it, before we leave, we'll let you know our expected arrival time.

Then, if we still can't come back by that day, it's probably because we've run into problems and need support or something...

"Ugh, just thinking about it is such a hassle. Who wants to bother remembering when you two will be back..."

Hongli couldn't help but complain, "Besides, with our family's schedule, I don't actually know what day of the week it is."

"Ah this..."

Hong Butian's expression froze.

"No, please."

Hongli snorted, thinking about how many people were queuing up today, and then suggested to the red banner, "But I have a way to achieve what you described, or even better..."

"Ok?"

Hong Butian was stunned for a moment, then asked with delight after hearing Hong Li's words, "Little Li, what good idea have you thought of? Tell your brother Butian?"

"Ah, that's not a good idea either."

Hong Li chuckled and held up one finger, saying, "Brother Bu Tian, ​​do you remember that teleportation array from when we gathered? If you'd like, we can help you directly..."

"Wait, wait, wait a minute!"

Hong Butian's face turned deathly pale for a moment, and he couldn't help but ask, "Is it that kind of thing, where after you come out of there, the world spins and you feel so nauseous you want to vomit?"

"Oh, that's way too exaggerated."

Hongli waved her hand dismissively, saying nonchalantly, "It's just a little bump, nothing to worry about."

"A little bump..."

A black line appeared on Hong Butian's forehead, and he couldn't help but say, "No, no, forget about this. I want to live for two more years, two more years!"

"Hey, ours is definitely a million times better than the one Elder Huo Le helped build."

Hong Li rolled her eyes and retorted, "It's your loss if you don't participate, not mine."

"Since you've chosen to come back on your own, then so be it, hmm...?"

Hongli paused mid-sentence, then frowned, looked at Zhao Zhuji, and, as if realizing something, couldn't help but ask uncertainly, "No way? Really!"

"Haha, yeah."

Hong Butian responded with a smile, saying happily, "After the probationary period, there's no need to say anything more about my character and conduct."

Zhuji has decided to get engaged and married to me, and we'll support each other on our journey. She's back this time for the New Year to meet some elders and make some plans in advance.

"Well……"

Zhao Zhuji finally spoke, her voice weak: "It was like this..."

"Right, now you know why I had to come back..."

Hong Butian shrugged and snorted, "I definitely have to tell my parents about this..."

"Well, although, I always feel that your relationship is progressing very quickly. Are you already at the point of discussing marriage?"

Hongli offered a somewhat unbiased assessment: "Don't you think it's a bit early? Shouldn't we let things settle down a bit more before considering it?"

"Come on, there's no such thing as 'deepening' in this. If you like something, you like it; if you don't like something, you don't like it. Besides, most other things are just excuses for rejection."

Hong Butian, acting like someone who'd been there all along, spread his hands, looked at Hong Li, and snorted, "You still have the nerve to talk about us?"

You two are even younger than me, and look at you now, you're both married!"

"Ha, you're trying to change the subject, aren't you?"

Hong Li couldn't help but roll her eyes and said leisurely, "Those who know, know about my situation with Hei Yang. In a sense, we've been talking for over a decade, okay!"

"Ah this."

Hong Butian was speechless.

"Well, so..."

Zhao Zhuji suddenly spoke up, looking nervous, "Could you help me find out some information, like what my relatives and elders think of me, or what might make them feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable? Could you please help me find out, Xiao Li..."

"Ha, you're kidding me, I'm not helping!"

Hong Li glanced at Zhao Zhuji and chuckled, "First of all, I definitely won't help with something this troublesome."

If you could help with the setup, like Bu Tianhe did at our wedding, I definitely wouldn't refuse. I'd even help you find out the likes and dislikes of all your relatives..."

At this point, Hongli chuckled lightly, looking completely unconvinced, and asked, "Who are you dating?"

What do you care about their likes and dislikes? As long as you don't cause trouble for others, you don't need to worry about anything else. It's not a big problem.

They can't decide your marriage. Having their blessings would be great, of course, but even without one or two oddballs offering their well wishes, it won't be a problem; in fact, it might even bring you more good fortune!

"Hmm, is that so..."

Zhao Zhuji was somewhat unsure.

"Of course, believe me. No, what good will it do you to believe me..."

Hong Li paused, then pointed at Hong Butian and said, "You should ask him if he can be trusted."

"I'm sure I can do it!"

Hong Butian answered without hesitation, his expression solemn.

"Chichu, whatever you say goes. Ah, my food's ready, I'm done chatting..."

Hongli waved her hand, and when she saw that the food she was waiting for had finally arrived, her eyes lit up. She sniffed the aroma of the food, reached out to pick up the plate, and was about to turn around and go back to her bedroom.

"That's all for now. I'll hang up now if there's nothing else..."

"Eh?"

Hong Butian was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously, "Xiao Li, where are you? Where are you?"

"Where else could it be? At my house."

Hong Li replied casually, with an indifferent expression, "I'm about to eat. Breakfast or lunch, I won't go hungry."

"Eh?"

Hong Butian asked in surprise, "Is Xiao Li preparing today's meal?"

"Ah, well..."

Hongli pinched her chin, looked at the food and pondered for a moment, then paused and nodded, saying, "In a sense, it can indeed be considered that I prepared it!"

Even though she didn't cook it, doesn't it take her time to get the food and effort to carry the bowl?!

"Yes, I did it!"

Hong Li readily accepted the credit.

"Ah this..."

Hong Butian was somewhat incredulous. He knew his cousin's character quite well. How could she get up to cook for her family without actually being a parasite on Xiao Yang Xiao Huo?

Wait, could it be because Xiaoyang isn't home right now, or is he doing something else?

Hong Butian couldn't help but ask, "Um, where's your Xiaoyang? Did he go out? Is there anything he needs to do?"

"Huh? Him?"

Hongli paused, then said speechlessly, "What could he possibly have to do? He's still lying in bed, waiting for me to feed him!"

"Um???"

Hong Butian was completely bewildered. He couldn't help but ask, "But, but, Xiao Li, you..."

"Oh dear, what's wrong with this?"

Hong Li rolled her eyes, looked at the spirit stone screen, and said with a displeased expression, "What kind of tone and expression is that!"

What, do you think it's incredible that I can do this?

"Can't I, Hongli, occasionally get up before my husband to show him some care and concern?"

Hong Butian: "???"

"No question marks allowed!"

Hongli snorted and said matter-of-factly, "Underneath my quirky exterior, I'm also a model wife and mother for miles around, okay!"

Dealing with these things is a piece of cake for me.

“Ah, yes, yes…”

"To be able to marry a wonderful girl like Hong Li, one must have saved the world hundreds of times."

Hongli was beaming with pride.