Madam, please give me some advice

At the age of 98, Ji Xingle felt that he was almost there, so he gathered all his children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren together with a smile.

Tsk, so densely packed, Ji Xingle rubbed his eyes as he looked at them, and several old men beside him whispered;

"My dear wife, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

"My wife, what's wrong with you?"

"Wife, can I give you a massage?"

"My dear wife, are your eyes okay?"

"My dear wife, is it okay?"

"My wife..."

Huangfu Xinyue was still so overbearing, and said to the child;

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you call the court doctor to take a look?"

The dozen or so old children were used to their father making a fuss whenever their mother did something small. Even if they were scolded, they would not get angry.

Before Ji Yunchi and the others could call for help, Ji Xingle waved his hand and said with a smile;

"It's okay. I'm just happy to see the children."

There were too many, so many that she couldn't believe it. These were her offspring, and she only saw them once every few years or even a dozen years.

It has been a long time, and she didn't think about it anymore. She only knew that she now has many descendants. Now that they are lined up, she is really shocked.

After hearing what Ji Xingle said, Fu Leyu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Xingle patted their hands soothingly and smiled at the children;

"I called you here today just to see you. I am old now, and I am basically living one day less..."

When Ji Xingle said this, Fu Leyu and the others, as well as the children and grandchildren, all had tears in their eyes.

They didn't dare to think about how sad and reluctant they would be if Ji Xingle was gone.

"My dear wife, please don't say that..."

"Mom, you must live a thousand years..."

"Grandma, may you live long and long..." (；′??Д??`)

"Great-grandmother, we don't want you to leave..." (；′??Д??`)

"Grandfather, we still need you to accompany us and tell us about the world we have never seen..." (；′??Д??`)

Hearing this, Ji Xingle glared at the dozen old kids, then smiled at his grandchildren;

"If I don't leave, I'll become a monster. All good things must come to an end."

Several grandchildren, who were now grandmothers and grandfathers, came forward with red eyes and surrounded Ji Xingle and the others.

Ji Xingle had to take back what he had just said, "One day less of life". Ji Xingle laughed at them for being so grown up but still acting like children. Shame on them...

They didn't care, which made the grandchildren who were usually extremely afraid of them drop their jaws in shock. They never expected that their mother, father, grandmother and grandfather also had such a childish side.

In the end, Ji Xingle was so distressed by their crying that he promised to take back his words.

Ji Xingle asked them to count how many children there were so that she could give them gifts.

In the end, after giving away tens of millions of taels of silver, there was nothing left in Ji Xingle's private vault, except for the high-tech space and food.

On his 100th birthday, Ji Xingle called a dozen old children to his side and took out the Pixiu. When they were all confused,

Then they were asked to drip their blood down, and miraculously, their blood was absorbed. From then on, they could enter the space with their consciousness without using the Pixiu.

When they saw the scenes inside the space, the tall buildings, and the high technology, they were so shocked that the old child was almost scared to death.

Fortunately, Lao Shiyi's heart-protecting pills saved them.

Fu Leyu and a few others even scolded them for making such a fuss at their old age.

The old children smiled and scratched their heads, thinking that their father was right, and asked Ji Xingle about the origins of these things.

Ji Xingle explained that it was just fate. Seeing this, the old children did not ask any more questions. They naturally interpreted it as their mother was blessed and was sent by the gods from heaven, so she had these opportunities.

Seeing that they understood, Ji Xingle raised his eyebrows and started talking to them about electricity and other things.

Over the past few decades, they have not just been traveling for fun. They have encountered iron mines, gold mines, silver mines, and other mines along the way, all of which she bought privately.

She recorded what the minerals could do, what they were used for, how to dissolve them, and how to refine them, leaving them for her descendants to study.

I originally thought I would die at the age of 99, but I didn’t expect to live two more years.

After giving his instructions, Ji Xingle saw his children and grandchildren for the last time on a sunny day and passed away peacefully.

After Fu Leyu and the others cleaned up Ji Xingle, the seven others followed them.

Now that their wives were gone, they had no motivation to continue living. If they stayed for even a second longer, they would be afraid that they would not be able to catch up with her.

The old children and grandchildren cried bitterly, and the news of Ji Xingle's death was announced to the world.

When the common people learned that this great man had passed away, they heard a rumor from somewhere that if Ji Xingle ate vegetarian food for one month, he would be able to join the ranks of immortals and become a god.

Everyone said that eating vegetarian food for a month was no big deal. As long as they could really help this great philanthropist Ji Xingle become an immortal, they would be fine even if they had to eat vegetarian food for a year.

Even restaurants, thatched houses and small shops put up signs announcing the vegetarian diet and the mourning period.

When the older children heard the news, regardless of whether it was true or not, they also asked their children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren to follow suit and become vegetarians.

On the day of Ji Xingle's burial, the capital was packed with people, and everyone consciously left a passage for him to pass through. On that day, no matter if they came to see him off or not, everyone wore white clothes and willingly mourned for Ji Xingle.

Ji Xingle was buried together with her seven husbands. Not only were there small portraits carved on the tombstone, but there were also black-and-white photos taken with a camera.

The Queen of the Phoenix Kingdom personally paid tribute to Ji Xingle, and the queens of the other three kingdoms also sent representatives. The old children were so tired from taking care of the funeral these days that they almost went with their mother and father.

Finally, the children and grandchildren were left here to wait for the people to finish their worship. It took nearly another year for the people to finish their worship.

Because common people and officials from various countries come to worship and enjoy themselves with them every day.

This scene is another legend.

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Thank you for your support! This article is finished here. This is my first novel, so it was a bit dull. At the beginning, there were only six reminders every day, but this month, there were ten, nine, eight, and six reminders every day...

Hmm... I don't know what language to use to express my messy feelings. ˉ\_(ツ)_/ˉ

My original intention of writing novels was because I saw other people writing about colors, which were too bland. I wanted to see colors, but I couldn’t find them, so I had to write them myself.

As a result, I realized that it’s not that they can’t write, but that they don’t dare to write!

I didn’t dare to write it either. I wrote a few times that were close to the truth and was blocked a few times…

Finally, I heard from others that if your first novel reaches one million words, it can be called a novel.

Then I started to write some water characters. I thought my water characters would be different from theirs, but the more I wrote, the more confused I became. I was stuck in this pit and couldn't get out.

But for those who urged me to update, I have to keep writing...

Later, I calculated the numbers, hehehe! Finally, I reached the millionth word mark, and there was no plot left to write, frame frame frame frame...

I can finally finish this.

See you all in the rivers and lakes, and wish you all a happy new year in advance!

I wish you all good health, success in everything, happiness in your family, and lots of money...

2025: January 1th.