The Little Sister in the Cultivation World

Chapter 2 The Fireworks of Family Love
After all, I have achieved the level of a flying fairy!

My old master insisted on exploring some secret realm, and after entering, he never came out again.

I didn't know whether the old man was still alive until I died.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel sad and want to sigh!

She pulled the bright red peony quilt on her chest up again.

Go to sleep, and you won’t think about it anymore.

There is no powerful being here who will take your life or your body if you relax.

Insomnia?

It doesn't exist, it's safe here!

I stretched out my right index finger and middle finger from under the quilt, put them together, and quickly pressed on the sleep point... and then... nothing happened.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already shining brightly.

She was completely covered in the quilt, and could only reach out one hand in a daze to grope around on the bedside table, which made her already fair skin look even more delicate against the backdrop of the big red quilt.

After groping for a while, I finally found the watch and took it over to look at it...

Oh~
It’s almost eleven o’clock!

I got up and quickly changed into a blue dress with small flowers, then combed my hair into a pair of big braids. It took no more than five minutes to brush my teeth and wash my face.

Stand in front of a full-length mirror and look left and right.

"Tsk tsk ~ On a palm-sized face, with big eyes, a small nose, and a cherry mouth, my own face is still the prettiest." Su Jiaojiao said as she conceitedly stretched out her index finger and pointed at the position of the nose in the mirror.

I don’t know if it’s the influence of a powerful spirit or if it’s just supposed to be this way, but after seventeen years of looking at this face, it’s become more and more like my old face.

She pinched her slender waist without any fat and looked around.

Logically speaking, a soul like mine that has reached the stage of transcending the tribulation of ascension is simply not something a mortal can endure.

Not to mention that when I first came here, this body was still that of a baby.

But the abnormal thing is that she was able to completely withstand such a small baby without any sense of disobedience. Even the fragment of the world that she had refined with her soul in the past, which was now her own soul space, came along.

It’s incredible to think about it now!

"Su Jiaojiao, come down for dinner. It's already so late and I still want you to go out and see which girl sleeps until eleven or twelve o'clock every day?" An old but powerful voice came from downstairs.

The anger in his tone was almost uncontrollable.

"I'm here, Grandpa. What are we having for lunch today?" Facing the old man's anger, Su Jiaojiao asked this question without any fear of death.

As he said this, he grabbed the watch from the bedside table and put it on his wrist. At the same time, he pushed open the door of his single room and went downstairs.

This two-story Western-style building was allocated to my grandfather by the state.

My grandfather, Su Zhenguo, retired from the position of chief minister.

Grandma Li Miaoxiang was an army doctor during the war. It was at that time that the two of them met, got to know each other, fell in love, and finally became revolutionary comrades.

Therefore, the status they have today is the result of their hard work.

They have only one son, Su Xiangdong. It seems that she was pregnant during that period, but the baby was lost during the war. Only Comrade Su is still alive and strong.

When I reached the stairs, I saw the old man sitting at the head of the dining table with his back to me, reading a newspaper in his hand.

And grandpa's guard had just set the table.

My grandfather’s guard was named Li Zhong, also a soldier in his forties.

I have been with my grandfather for more than ten years.

Grandma and the nanny Aunt Liu were cooking in the kitchen, and from time to time, their conversations and laughter could be heard.

Seeing this, Su Jiaojiao couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. Every time she felt the warmth of family love, her heart softened a little.

In fact, I have very little time to spend with my master. When I was young, it was basically my second senior sister who took care of me, and I spent most of my time alone.

Each monk spent his time in seclusion, practicing the art, going out on missions, and looking for his own opportunities. The monks were seizing every minute and every second to practice, and if they didn't understand something, they would put it aside and wait for the master or the second sister to come out of seclusion to solve the problem together.

In this case, you don't have to worry about the intrigues in the world of cultivation, nor do you need to work hard to improve your cultivation.

These days of free time to wander around...

really good!

"Hello, Uncle Li." As soon as I got downstairs, I greeted Uncle Li who was bringing dishes to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Comrade Su~" Li Zhong teased Su Jiaojiao with a smile.

hey~
I didn't get up until eleven o'clock, but it's already morning for me.

If this sentence were said in this era when labor is the most glorious, it would make other girls blush.

But how could this person, who always loved to rummage through other people's caves and peek at male cultivators taking baths, be amused by these words?
"I'll get up and have breakfast." She said this while raising her chin proudly.

Upon hearing this, Su Zhenguo wanted to yell at Su Jiaojiao.

But when I turned around, I saw the little granddaughter smiling brightly, dressed up beautifully, and running towards me with a skipping look on her face.

All the words were stuck in his throat, and his already rigid square face froze for a moment.

This debt collector, when she doesn't go out, she wears pajamas all day long, walks around the house with disheveled hair and dirty face. Once she starts to dress up, it means she is going out.

Thinking of this...

Su Zhenguo gently placed the newspaper on the table, and then he unconsciously put his hand into a corner of his pocket and pinched it...

His face turned black!

It immediately gives people the feeling that he will jump up and hit someone at any time.

Scary.

But this expression can be used to scare outsiders, Su's father and two brothers, but Su Jiaojiao is not afraid.

She ran over like a butterfly and hugged one of his arms.

Half squatting, she rubbed her face against his arm and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, look, this is the new skirt I bought. Is it pretty?"

After saying that, she stood up, turned around in front of Su Zhenguo, and looked at him with sparkling eyes, with the words "crazy suggestion" written all over her face!

Su Zhenguo was so angry at this debt collector that he laughed.

After glaring at her, he raised his head and glanced at the kitchen secretly.

Seeing that the old woman was still busy in the kitchen and didn't notice here, he took out the twenty-something yuan in his pocket with a pained heart, took out a Big Unity banknote from it and handed it over.

"Is it enough?" The somewhat rigid but deliberately lowered voice revealed a hint of guilt.

The habit he had developed over more than ten years made him not realize that she, the one receiving the money, felt justified in accepting it, while he, the one giving the money, felt guilty and thought something was wrong because he wanted to keep some pocket money for himself.

Su Jiaojiao took the big unity note, but did not put it in her pocket immediately. She just held the money and looked at the old man with a smile without saying a word.

The meaning is already very clear.

Seeing this, Su Zhenguo gave up struggling and gave up on himself by stuffing the remaining ten yuan in his hand into her hands.

He glared at her angrily and said angrily: "Take it, all is yours!"

“Puff~ Hehehe…”

Su Jiaojiao couldn't hold back her laughter any longer, and then quickly put the money into the pocket of her skirt.

"Thank you, Grandpa~" After saying thank you in a delicate voice, she didn't forget to pat the place where the money was kept in her pocket in a provocative manner.

Su Zhenguo, who was already sulking, saw this and pouted his lips in anger.

"What time is it? You just got up? What girl sleeps until lunchtime like you? An?"

(End of this chapter)