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Chapter 162 Who Doesn't Want Immortality?

After finishing her meal, Grandma Jian was still a little reluctant to leave.

Of all the family members present, He Nanzhou was the most distantly related to her, yet she treated him like her own grandson, showering him with all her care and affection.

Jian Zhengqing couldn't bear to watch any longer and said to the old lady, "Let's go, it's getting dark, I'll take you home. Yun Sang and the others need to rest too. Chao Chao is young, and she's been traveling by plane and car today, she must be very tired. If they get a good rest today, they'll be in good spirits tomorrow."

Grandma Jian wanted to say something more, but seeing Chaochao rubbing her eyes, she could only say regretfully, "Alright, alright, I'll go back first. Nanzhou, you must come tomorrow, don't lie to this old woman."

"Okay, I'll go."

Seeing He Nanzhou nod in agreement, Grandma Jian was relieved and slowly walked towards the door.

As they reached the door, Jian Yunsang handed the gift box to the old lady, saying, "Grandma, please take this back with you."

The old lady smiled so much her eyes narrowed. "Oh my, you're all so filial. This gift must be very expensive, the packaging looks so high-end. Actually, I don't need something this nice. Next time, you don't need to be so polite, just a small token will do."

Jian Yunsang chuckled, “…”

Grandma Jian said that, but she took it back without hesitation. She was unwilling when Jian Zhengqing offered to help her take it.

However, just as she was about to step out the door with the gift box, she suddenly stopped, put the gift box down, and said, "No, I won't take the things for now. Yun Sang, you can bring these gifts directly to the hotel tomorrow. We'll give your uncle a surprise and let Panpan's husband see what real generosity is, so he won't think he's so great."

After saying that, she quickly took Jian Zhengqing's hand and went downstairs with great agility.

Jian Yunsang said, "You really can't tell at all that she's unwell."

Qin Xiaoying, standing to the side, nodded in deep agreement. She usually complained of aches and pains, but when necessary, she was quick and efficient.

Under the sky, the people of Daqi sighed, "Last time, Miss Jian said she was over eighty years old, right? She's the only elderly person in our village who's over seventy. She walks unsteadily and always needs someone to help her when she goes out. She looks much older than her."

"It seems that people in later generations have very long lifespans."

"They eat well and dress well, so they'll definitely live a long life."

Although this old lady was the oldest they had seen so far, in fact, for the people of Daqi, someone like He Pu Songzhen was already considered a long-lived elderly person.

But they are still very healthy and seem like they could live for decades to come.

Emperor Jingxuan was somewhat envious. As an emperor, he held the power of life and death in his hands. Who wouldn't want to live as long as possible?
He knew he couldn't live forever, but he could still hope to live to be a hundred.

After Grandma Jian left, Jian Yunsang and the others stayed for a while longer before returning to the hotel.

Chien Cheng-ching originally wanted to talk to them, but Grandma Chien's interference meant they had to wait until another day.

Chaochao was indeed tired, and fell asleep shortly after returning to the hotel.

When I woke up the next day, it wasn't too late.

The family didn't plan to go to the hotel too early. They didn't have much to talk about with the uncle's family anyway, and they would feel uncomfortable if they went too early and were asked some embarrassing questions.

So the three of them had breakfast at the hotel and then strolled around the neighborhood.

Chaochao originally wanted to go to her aunt's school, as her aunt is a high school student and lives on campus, only able to come home on weekends. Unfortunately, the school is a bit far, and if they went, they definitely wouldn't be able to get back in time, so they had to give up on that idea.

But Chaochao was still happy to help another aunt.

At 10:30, the three of them packed up and set off for the Jinglong Hotel. This hotel was relatively close to my uncle's house; it wasn't very big, but the environment was decent.

There were still empty parking spaces available, so He Nanzhou parked his car not far from the gate before getting out of the car with the gift box.

It was just past eleven o'clock. Jian Zhengqing had just sent her a message saying that the others had just arrived and there was no rush to serve the food. He told them to take their time and not to rush.

As soon as the three of them reached the door, Jian Yunsang paused, glancing hesitantly to the side.

He Nanzhou, "What's wrong?"

"It looks like Panpan?" Jian Yunsang looked uncertainly at a figure in the corner. The person had their head down and their body slightly turned to the side, so she couldn't see them very clearly.

Fortunately, as soon as she finished speaking, the other person looked up and wiped their eyes.

"It really is Panpan."

Jian Yunsang took Chaochao's hand and walked over. When they got closer, she noticed that Chaochao's eyes were red and she looked like she was crying.

She frowned slightly. "Panpan, what's wrong?"

Jian Panpan suddenly looked up, staring in astonishment at the three people in front of her. "Sister? You, what are you doing..."

Before she could finish speaking, she hurriedly reached out to wipe her face.

However, she was wearing makeup, and the more she tried to wipe it off, the more disheveled she looked; her hair was all stuck together.

Jian Yunsang and He Nanzhou exchanged a glance, and the latter said very perceptively, "I'll go to the car to get something. You two talk first."

After saying that, he nodded to Jian Panpan and turned to leave.

He originally wanted to take Chaochao with him, but the little girl's attention was already drawn to her aunt, and she didn't even glance at him.

As soon as he left, Jian Yunsang handed Jian Panpan a tissue, saying, "Wipe your face first, then we'll talk in the lobby."

Jian Panpan felt somewhat embarrassed, especially when she saw Xiao Chaochao, she was extremely ashamed.

She sniffed and forced a smile. "You must be Chaochao. I'm sorry you had to see this."

Chaochao quickly shook her head, "No, no, Aunt Panpan, don't be sad."

Hearing her childish voice, Jian Panpan felt a lump in her throat again, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

Jian Yunsang sighed, led her and Chaochao into the hotel, and found a corner in the lobby to sit down.

Then he asked, "What happened? Weren't you eating upstairs? Why are you crying outside all alone? Did they bully you?"

Hearing these caring words, Jian Panpan felt a warmth in her heart, but also felt even more distressed.

With Chaochao present, she felt a little embarrassed to say much, so she changed the subject, saying, "Sister, why did you come? Uncle and Aunt didn't tell us you were in Wucheng. I... I didn't even have time to prepare a gift for Chaochao. Well, I'll go buy one right now..."

"Sit down. What do you want to buy? Tell me what happened first. If someone really bullied you, I'll stand up for you."

Jian Panpan's shoulders, which she had been holding up, suddenly slumped. She couldn't hold back anymore, covered her mouth and cried twice before raising her head and asking helplessly, "Sister, am I really useless? It seems like no one in this world loves me. I feel like I'm superfluous and shouldn't exist in this world."