Swallowing the Starry Sky Starts with a Sword

Chapter 6 When the Flowers Bloom Next Year

The dinner was very sumptuous, with a variety of home-cooked dishes filling the table. It was cooked by Zhou Jingyun.

Speaking of which, the establishment of the relationship between my mother Zhou Yuying and my father had a lot to do with my father Zhou Jingyun's cooking skills. Although my mother was born in a large family, there is a different feeling when a top chef cooks for her family.

It is indeed an advantage for a man to be able to cook when it comes to dating.

Unfortunately, Zhou Ning doesn’t know how to do this in his two lifetimes, he can only eat.

Perhaps the sincerity of martial arts must be exchanged for the talent of cooking?

After dinner, Zhou Jingyun even took care of washing the dishes. There was the sound of water splashing in the kitchen and the doorbell rang.

"Three aunts."

"Cousin Zhiyue."

Third aunt Zhou Jinxin has an elegant face, while Zhao Zhiyue looks like Zhou Jinxin when she was young, with a heroic look between her beautiful features.

Third aunt Zhou Jinxin held a bouquet of flowers, smiled and said a few words to Zhou Jingyun, then she held hands with her mother Zhou Yuying and went aside to whisper.

"Zhou Ning! Follow me!"

Zhao Zhiyue went straight up to the second floor and entered the martial arts training hall, as if she was familiar with the place like her own home.

After closing the door, she turned around and handed Zhou Ning a small black USB drive.

"The video material you requested, twenty-seven battle videos, all of which are high-level general-level and above, and battle videos with monsters of the same level. There are also three war god-level videos!"

Zhou Ning's eyes lit up and he took the USB flash drive. The USB flash drive was completely black without any design logo, and it was obviously specially made.

"Oh, it's so difficult. I put so much effort into it."

Zhao Zhiyue narrowed her eyes and smiled like a little fox, asking for credit. Suddenly she remembered something and said seriously, "Oh, this information is very important, it must not be circulated! Every time you watch it, you must use your body temperature and fingerprint to unlock the USB drive. Remember!"

Zhou Ning nodded, feeling a little touched, and smiled, "I'll remember it."

Although the Zhou family had no contact with Zhou Ning and his family, Third Aunt and Cousin Zhiyue were very kind to them. Although his father Zhou Jingyun was a warrior, his strength at the peak was only at the high-level warrior level, and the resources he could provide to Zhou Ning were also limited.

When Zhou Ning was seven years old, he felt that he lacked a lot of martial arts information and reference videos of powerful martial artists fighting each other, so he tried to ask his cousin Zhiyue for help.

Every time, Zhao Zhiyue could get a lot of video materials. As Zhou Ning's strength and vision gradually improved, the importance of the materials he needed became higher and higher. Zhao Zhiyue never let her younger brother Zhou Ning down once.

"so fast."

Zhao Zhiyue looked around the martial arts hall, suddenly sighed with mixed emotions, and sat down casually.

She was stunned and didn't say anything.

Zhou Ning also sat down next to this sister.

"When I first saw you, you were only this big." She gestured, cupping her hands to form a swaddling shape.

"A baby who is just one month old is actually not good-looking, with a big head and very little hair. I like my second aunt the most. At that time, I thought, oh, my second aunt is so beautiful, how come my cousin is so ugly when he was born?"

Zhou Ning smiled and listened quietly.

“You’re growing up so fast”

"Every time I come to see you, you look different. You're getting prettier and prettier. Your skin is fair, your brows are straight, and you're very well behaved. It's hard for a child to be so well behaved."

If you don't behave, you will be beaten!
Zhou Yu kept his mouth tightly shut, trying not to laugh. His cousin was six years older than his brother, so naturally he had to be more obedient. Even if he was a martial arts master and could reincarnate and recreate the world, a two or three year old couldn't beat a eight or nine year old.

The neighbor next door had a sister who beat her brother until he cried every day, so he naturally took this as a warning.

"You were only three years old when you first picked up a sword. It was just a model toy, but I felt you were special at that time. You looked so serious. Second uncle thinks so too, right? Xiaoyu, you were born to be a warrior!"

Zhou Ning looked at her, and Zhao Zhiyue recalled the past with a warm yet distant look in her eyes.

"Later, you asked me for martial arts information and battle videos," Zhao Zhiyue grinned, "Have you ever played a cultivation game? Or planted flowers? Plant a seed, water it every day, and watch the seed sprout day by day."

"No, that's not right. You're very lively. Well, it's like raising a pet to level up."

Zhou Yu suddenly realized something was wrong: "Huh? Pet?"

Zhao Zhiyue's eyebrows suddenly frowned: "Ah, a slip of the tongue. Well, anyway, it is."

She was racking her brains over how to use the metaphor.

"Cousin," Zhou Ning suddenly felt warm in his heart, and smiled at her: "Thank you, I know."

Zhao Zhiyue was stunned and her slender eyelashes trembled.

She seemed to suddenly come to her senses: "Time flies, Xiaoning."

"You are seventeen years old, and you will have a practical test tomorrow."

She paused for a long time and then suddenly spoke again.

"I'm also 23 years old. I'm going to get engaged next March."

Zhou Ning was suddenly stunned, feeling both sad and happy at the same time, his heart was extremely complicated. Even though he had lived two lives, Zhao Zhiyue was still one of his closest relatives.

My cousin is getting engaged?

"Congratulations, cousin. Who is your brother-in-law? Is he your classmate? Do I know him?" Zhou Ning suppressed his complicated emotions and asked with a smile.

Zhao Zhiyue stared at him blankly and didn't answer.

"cousin?"

Zhou Ning was puzzled.

Zhao Zhiyue suddenly hugged her knees, lowered her head, and kept silent.

After a moment, a choked voice came from between the knees: "It's someone from the Xu family."

"I have met her once. The family arranged the engagement for us."

Family engagement? Only met once?
Zhou Ning's heart suddenly sank, and he asked softly, "You don't like him, do you?"

Zhao Zhiyue lowered her head and did not answer.

But this is already the answer.

I've only met her once, and it's a family engagement. If she liked him, why would she be choking with tears?
Zhou Ning thought of his mother Zhou Yuying again. It was because the Zhou family wanted to marry his mother to the Xu family that his mother eloped with his father.

"Cousin, if you don't like me, then I won't marry you!"

Zhou Ning said softly, "Cousin, marry whoever you like. Aren't my mom and dad living well?"

"I, I don't know. I don't want to get married yet, but my second aunt's regret for the marriage has caused a big quarrel in the family. Because of this, my grandparents can no longer see my second aunt. My grandfather is very sad."

"Am I going to make my grandparents sad too? They are very old and my mom and dad are in a difficult situation too."

"When my second aunt eloped with my second uncle, they were truly in love, but I don't even have someone I particularly like."

Zhao Zhiyue raised her head, her eyes red, and wiped the water marks on her face: "Forget it, I shouldn't say this. Xiaoning, in fact, there is nothing perfect in the world, and there will be regrets in life."

"--cousin!"

Zhou Ning interrupted her.

Zhao Zhiyue looked up in surprise.

At that moment, she seemed to feel an unrivaled high spirit from her cousin, but it disappeared in an instant, as if it was an illusion.

"Sister," Zhou Ning said with a gentle smile, "I will officially become a warrior tomorrow."

He pointed out the window: "In the garden downstairs, there is a bunch of forsythia, which blooms in February and March every year. It is very beautiful."

"When the first jasmine flower blooms next year, I will pick it and give it to you."

"I promise, it is a perfect flower."

Zhao Zhiyue stared at Zhou Ning in a daze and blinked.

(End of this chapter)