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My Whole Family Are Protagonists-Chapter 245 - Family Glue “Ye Xinghui”
Chapter 245 Family Glue “Ye Xinghui”
Su Qian took Ye Chen and the others away from Ye Xingchen’s room, and expressed her thoughts at the same time.
After listening to Su Qian’s assumption, Ye Chen nodded.
Ye Chen believed in Su Qian’s ability to judge people.
In addition to being good at seeking death and being rescued, Su Qian’s IQ and EQ are both online.
As for seeking death... that was just a minor problem and hers was a different kind from Xiao Ha’s.
Just when Ye Chen was about to respond with what he thought about her words, he heard Su Qian continue to say, “What worries me most is that kid Xinghui and Baobao! When these two are together, I can guess what they will talk about.”
“Well, besides games, I guess they won’t speak about anything else!”
It was Ye Lengyue who spoke this time.
Hearing Ye Lengyue’s words, Su Qian gave her a nod of affirmation and said, “That’s right.”
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While Ye Xinghui was discussing with Baobao which champions should be buffed this time, he suddenly sneezed.
“Achoo...! Who’s talking about me again?”
......
In Ye Xingchen’s room.
In the end, it was Ye Xingchen who spoke first to break the silence.
“Well... the cultivation techniques you are using now are not suitable for you. Let me replace them with two good ones!”
Ye Xingchen really didn’t know what to talk about. Should he talk about himself and Nangong Qingyu?
Not good!
Talk about how he would perform revenger, even when he prohibited Ye Yin from doing so? That probably wouldn’t work either!
After thinking about it, he could only guide Ye Yin in his cultivation.
Seeing that Ye Xingchen finally started talking, Ye Yin breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the earlier atmosphere was too heavy.
“No... that’s not necessary. Anyway, it doesn’t matter what technique I practice in this world with no resources and no spiritual energy!”
Hearing Ye Yin’s words, Ye Xingchen smiled and said, “Don’t worry, there is no shortage of resources! We have your uncle here.”
“He looks silly. What good can he do?”
When Ye Xinghui was mentioned, Ye Xingchen immediately found something to talk about and knew how to communicate with his hundred-year-old son.
Although he was a hundred years old, that just meant he had lived a little longer. The world of immortal cultivation was not as chaotic and fast-paced as Earth, and the hearts of cultivators were actually very pure.
For cultivators, the difference between living for a hundred years and living for ten years was not that big. Some elders even enter seclusion for hundreds of years.
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That was why Ye Xingchen did not find having a hundred-year-old son unacceptable. The only reason he had been silent before was because he really didn’t know what topic to talk about.
Now, they finally had a topic... Well, it was Ye Xinghui.
At this time, Ye Xingchen remembered that when Ye Ning and Yang Anna had just reunited with the family, his mother used his younger brother as a topic to talk about.
Ye Xinghui dressing up as a woman, falling into a manure pit, wetting the bed, accidentally mistook goat poop for raisins...
Among them, Ye Xingchen didn’t know which ones were true and which ones were fake, but... Ye Xinghui was just glad that he finally had a topic.
Then... Ye Xingchen began to explain Ye Xinghui’s antics.
He even told him about the many old Taoist priests who were hit by a truck and got picked up by Ye Xinghui.
Ye Yin also listened to the stories with relish.
Ye Yin had no interest in stories like saving cultivators and gaining inheritances, etc.
There were many such things in the world of immortal cultivation, and he had even experienced them all at least once!
But... things like bedwetting at five years old, wearing women’s clothing at eight years old, getting rejected by many girls at thirteen years old, accidentally stepping into a manure pit at fifteen years old, etc.
They were all quite interesting!
In particular, when Ye Xingchen was narrating the story of Ye Xinghui’s life, he also added and explained some elements of modern life, which made Ye Yin even more interested.
........
At the same time.
The person being used as a topic, Ye Xinghui, who was buying groceries, kept sneezing.
“Shit! I sneezed so much! Who the hell is scolding me behind my back?!”
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Ye Xinghui finally got back home after buying groceries.
At this time, the living room was very lively.
Ye Yin was sitting on the sofa. And sitting next to him was little Ling’er.
Ling’er was Ye Ning’s daughter, and Ye Yin was Ye Xingchen’s son. According to seniority, Ling’er was Ye Yin’s aunt.
Ling’er was very happy to know that she had achieved seniority and gained a junior, so she gave Ye Yin all her favorite candies.
Ye Yin was speechless... but after talking with Ye Xingchen, he had some sense of belonging to this new family.
Before Ye Xinghui came back, the other elders also talked to Ye Yin, especially Su Qian.
As for the topic of chat... Well, needless to say, it was naturally Ye Xinghui.
Originally, Su Qian was thinking about whether to talk about Ye Xingchen’s embarrassing stories, but after thinking about it, she still didn’t feel good about it. After all, this was Xingchen’s son in front of her.
So... they talked about Ye Xinghui.
Ye Xinghui could now proudly claim the title of “Ye Family Glue.”
If more illegitimate children of Ye Chen or anyone were to appear in the future... the conversation in the future might go like this—
“Hey! Do you know those things about Xinghui?”
“I...”
“Oh...you know quite a lot!”
“I have a few more new versions here. Do you want to listen to them?”
“Of course! By the way, we have a new family member recently. Let’s invite him along!”
“Sure!”
“Okay, okay!”
.......
Naturally.... this was all hypothetical.
When Ye Xinghui got back home, he originally thought that the atmosphere at home would be a bit down. After all, that was a hundred-year-old younger generation.
But... he never expected that the family atmosphere would be quite harmonious!
The only problem was... there was something wrong with the way Ye Yin, this unlucky nephew, looked at him!
Although something felt wrong, Ye Xinghui didn’t say anything. The most important thing now was cooking.
Ye Xinghui dragged Owl, who was staying in his room chatting with girls, to the kitchen to help cook.
Although Owl was a little reluctant, he still decided to come and help after thinking of Ye Xinghui’s amazing cooking skills. He wanted to learn. If he could make his dishes shine in the future, it would be a great skill for picking up girls.
A table of dishes was quickly prepared, and everyone living in the house gathered together again.
The last time was to welcome Ye Ning and Yang Anna. This time, it was to welcome Ye Yin.
With Ye Yin, all the people present were elders. Even the youngest Ling’er had seniority over him, so before the meal started, he took the lead in making a toast to everyone.
This round of toasts also indicated that he officially acknowledged that he was a member of the Ye family.
It was only when he came to Ye Xingchen that he paused. He did not drink immediately but said in an arrogant tone, “Ye Xingchen, you can only be Ye Xingchen now. Before avenging my mother, I will only call you that!”
After finishing his words, Ye Yin drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
When Ye Xingchen heard Ye Yin’s words, he was not angry, but drank the wine in his own glass silently.
The originally lively atmosphere became a little cold again.
At this time, Ye Chen stood up.
“I think there is nothing wrong with what Ye Yin said. We must correct our mistakes and avenge our grudges. This is what we, the Ye family, do!”
While speaking, Ye Chen looked at Ye Yin and said, “Ye Yin, Grandpa doesn’t know how strong people in the world of immortal cultivation are, but as long as someone is bullying you, I will definitely rush forward with all my strength!”
Hearing Ye Chen’s words, Ye Yin felt very moved.
He suddenly thought of the Nangong family. When those sects came to the Nangong family to ask for Nangong Qingyu and Ye Yin, the head of the Nangong family, his grandfather, sold the mother and son without saying a word.
If Nangong Qingyu hadn’t expected it and escaped with him early... he estimated that...
Well, there would not even be a chance to estimate.