Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Time flies, and seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The century-old trees in their yard are even more lush.

At this time, there were bursts of creaking sounds coming from under the tree.

Jingzhi was swinging on the swing while talking to the little kid next to her:

"I'm talking to Xiaobi."

Before I could say anything, the child turned around and pouted and said:

"Mrs., don't call me Xiaobi. My father gave me a name, Yaoshi."

Jingzhi was speechless:

"Isn't that still stone?"

She curled her lips again, pinched Yaoshi's chubby face twice and said:

"Don't call me shinai, call me auntie!"

Yao Shi frowned, shook his head like an old man and said:

"My mother said that we can't mess up the generations."

Jingzhi tsk- ...

"Is your mother pregnant again?"

Speaking of this, Yao Shi instantly became dejected and muttered softly:

"My dad said he also wanted a daughter like Sister Xiaoyao, but I already have two younger brothers. I don't know what he thinks."

He suddenly looked up again, looking at Jingzhi expectantly, and asked softly:

"Aunt Zhi, where is Sister Xiaoyao? I came to play with her."

"she……"

Before she could finish her words, her daughter's cheerful voice came from outside the yard:

"Brother Bi! I'm back!"

A delicate little girl wearing a light yellow skirt and two pigtails came out from behind Erdi who had just returned.

Just as she was about to rush forward, a spirited little boy who looked 70% like her, wearing dark blue shorts, grabbed her collar tightly and threw her behind her.

Then he put his hands on his hips and looked at Yao Shi with an unhappy face:

"Go back and play with your two younger brothers. Why are you looking for my sister every day?"

Jingzhi held his forehead and sighed. This scene happened several times a day. Sometimes it was Xiaobi, and sometimes it was his two younger brothers with runny noses and wearing open-crotch pants. Anyway, every time they came, they would be driven out by Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Xiao, whose real name is Liang Xiao, is Erdi's eldest son and a complete sister-con.

Xiaoyao, whose real name is Liang Yao, is Erdi's beloved daughter. She is obsessed with her brother, and her brother is Liang Zan's eldest son, Liang Bi.

This made Xiaoxiao very angry, so every time Xiaobi came over, he looked at her as if her nose was not a nose and her eyes were not eyes.

"Xiaoxiao, just let them play. Yaoshi is a very well-behaved boy. He won't lead your sister astray."

Xiao Xiao's face suddenly turned red, and he rushed over and buried his little head in his mother's arms. After a while, he put on a serious face and said:

"Don't call me Xiaoxiao, please call me by my full name."

The next second, his chubby face was rubbed by his mother:

"Who told you to have a stern face all year round? Your dad smiles more than you do!"

As she was talking, she was suddenly picked up from the swing and hugged sideways. She was so scared that she quickly hugged the person's neck:

"What are you doing! Several children are here!"

As she spoke, she continued to push Erdi's increasingly solid chest. Halfway through, her hand was grabbed and a porcelain bottle was stuffed into it.

Erdi lowered her head and looked at Jingzhi, whose appearance had not changed at all, but whose hair had grown a lot longer, and said:

"Xiaozhi, I succeeded, I'll give it to you!"

In silence, he consciously pinched the porcelain bottle and sniffed it.

"What is this? It has no taste."

Erdi's fingertips gently twisted a strand of her smooth white hair and she said softly:

"Pour the hair dye into water and soak your hair in it for a while, and it will turn your hair black. I've tried it for a long time and it's harmless to your body and hair. Can I try it for you?"

Jingzhi reached behind him and lifted up his still black and smooth braid, and asked with some doubt:

"Why would you try? Your hair is already black."

Erdi's eyes suddenly flickered. At this moment, Yaoshi spoke, his clear childish voice carrying a hint of sudden enlightenment:

"Oh, my grandpa's hair is so black."

Erdi was suddenly punched in the chest. He looked down and saw Jingzhi pursing his lips with an unhappy look on his face:

"You want to try Uncle Hua Bao? Aren't you afraid he'll hit you?"

Erdi glared at the brat who was trying to kidnap his daughter, and sent the three of them to swing in the yard. Then, holding Jingzhi, she slowly walked towards the house, saying as she walked:

"The potion dissolves in the water. It's colorless and tasteless. He won't notice it."

He suddenly chuckled, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"What do you enjoy?"

He lowered his head and pecked Jingzhi, then leaned his head against hers and smiled heartily:

"He's been quite happy these past two days. He thinks he's become younger again, haha."

"...After all these years of fighting, aren't you tired of it? His house is right next door to ours. If he attacks me, I won't help you this time."

"Oh, he can't beat me now."

“…Just do it.”

……

Erdi continued to play this trick until she was 90 years old, and she only stopped teasing Hua Bao on the day he died at the age of 108.

Jingzhi, whose appearance remained unchanged but whose temperament had become more stable, patted his shoulder gently:

"He was 108 years old, and died of natural causes. Uncle Hua Bao had a very happy life. He had five great-grandchildren and so many great-grandchildren that I couldn't even count them. When he died, the corners of his mouth were all upturned. Erdi, don't be sad."

Perhaps her blood was working. Erdi was 90 years old, but only half of her hair was white. She looked almost the same as if she was in her s or s, and she was still full of energy, which surprised Jingzhi.

Despite his frail body, this battery has a very long standby time.

What she didn't expect was that he could stay on standby for even longer.

Another 30 years passed, and just when Jingzhi thought he was going to become an old demon, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and disappeared.

"I said, which one are you..."

"Grandma, I am your great-grandson Liang En."

"...Xiao En, quickly hand over your great-grandfather. He's almost dead. Where did he go?"

Liang En was frightened by her rage and took two steps back. He lowered his head and scratched the corner of his clothes and said:

"He said he's wrinkled and ugly now... He's no longer your big star, calling you... calling you..."

Jingzhi pressed on step by step, his face gradually darkening:

"What did you call me?"

A bead of sweat suddenly fell from Liang En's forehead. He swallowed his saliva, suddenly closed his eyes, and said loudly with a stiff upper lip:

"He said you're still young and wanted you to find someone to marry again!"

The next second, he was grabbed by the collar by Jingzhi. She was so angry that her voice lowered, but Liang En was soaked with sweat:

"…Where is he?"

Liang En hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't bear to let his great-grandfather die alone. He said to Jingzhi with trembling lips:

"...at Grandpa Liang Bi's house."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud, his tailbone hurting badly.

Liang En couldn't help but sigh that his great-grandmother was over a hundred years old and still so energetic.

……

Jingzhi sat at the head of the bed, looking at the little old man who breathed out more than he breathed in, feeling a little complicated.

He's over a hundred years old, but his personality is still so weird. Not only is he afraid that she'll feel distressed, but he also makes up an excuse. Isn't he afraid that she'll be mad to death?

Really are.

She sighed, leaned down gently, and pecked Erdi who was still sleeping.

The moment their lips touched, his eyelids trembled twice, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Don't kiss me... I don't look good right now."

Jingzhi's nose suddenly felt sore, but she stubbornly lowered her head and kissed him again, then hugged his neck tightly, listening to his increasingly slow heartbeat.

Her voice trembled slightly:

"Brother, in my eyes, you are still the beautiful and charming actress you were back then..." She sniffed, holding back the tears that were welling up in her eyes and said:

"Don't be afraid. I said I would always be with you until the last moment of your life. I won't break my promise... Don't say those kinds of words to provoke me again. It makes me feel uncomfortable."

Erdi raised her hands weakly and gently patted her slightly trembling shoulders.

He sighed inwardly: Now... he can no longer hold her...

He said, "Come up and lie down with me for a while?"

Jingzhi nodded continuously, pulled his quilt to wipe her tears, then took off her shoes, crawled inside, snuggled into his arms, and held his waist tightly, just like on their wedding day.

She tried her best to keep her voice steady and said casually:

"Da Hua Dan, I want to listen to opera, please sing for me."

Erdi tilted her head and pecked her hair lightly, then smiled and said:

"Okay... Erdi, I'll sing one last act for you..."

When the opera began, her voice was no longer as pleasant as it used to be, and it was a little hoarse, but Jingzhi felt that it sounded better than ever before.

She let out her cat ears, almost holding her breath, and pricked up her ears, listening to every word and sentence he sang with great care.

Before she knew it, she was in tears, but she was completely unaware.

The opera music faded away, and the shallow breathing gradually stopped.

She closed her eyes, letting the hot tears fall, then leaned down and gently touched the corner of Erdi's slightly raised lips.

Stinky brother.

My big star...

Your Xiaozhi will find your...