One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"You little monkey..."

The old celestial master chuckled helplessly and cursed, then lifted his foot and shook it, but couldn't shake it off:

"Get up right now! What kind of behavior is this in public? Where did you get your shamelessness from?"

"Hehe, just like my grandfather, and also like my second master's excellent teaching!"

Zhang Chulan quickly got up, naturally reaching out to help the old master push his wheelchair, while simultaneously flashing Tian Jinzhong an incredibly bright smile:

"Master Tian! You've come too! Second Master has been missing you so much at home, he barely ate any of the steamed buns for breakfast!"

Although Tian Jinzhong was very excited, he couldn't help but smile when he heard this:

"You little rascal, with your big mouth, how could Second Brother, with his appetite, not be able to eat steamed buns just because he misses me?"

With Zhang Chulan's outburst...

The previously somber and terrifying atmosphere vanished instantly.

Zhao Fangxu wiped the sweat from his forehead before daring to approach:

"Elder Master, Senior Tian, ​​your presence is an honor. The company has prepared a welcome banquet for you both, what do you think..."

"Mr. Zhao, you're too kind."

The old master regained his composure, his tone gentle yet undeniably authoritative:

"This time, I came down the mountain not on official business, but to visit my good-for-nothing junior brother and to bring Jinzhong to see a doctor."

"There's no need for the company to spend any money."

see a doctor?!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangxu's heart skipped a beat, but he was also completely relieved.

So it was for a medical checkup!

This isn't a large-scale purge!

"Yes, yes, then we won't bother you any longer! The company has arranged a lane for you to ensure a smooth journey!" Zhao Fangxu nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you for your trouble."

The old master nodded slightly.

"Master Tian, ​​Master Rongshan, the car is over here, let's go!"

Zhang Chulan led the way like a dutiful doorman.

Zhang Lingyu also walked over with a flushed face, bowed respectfully, and took the luggage from Rong Shan's hands.

……

An hour later.

Xishan Manor.

When the old master stepped into this vast and incredibly luxurious royal garden-style manor.

Even this highly knowledgeable expert paused slightly in his steps.

He gazed at the clear fountain, the precious flowers and plants, and the imposing detached pavilion not far away.

The old master turned his head, looked at Zhang Chulan pushing the wheelchair, and his eye twitched violently:

"This...this is where the second son is staying in Beijing?"

"Yes, Master!"

Zhang Chulan said proudly, "It was a gift from President Wang! Second Master only accepted it reluctantly, saying it was to help people ward off bad luck."

The old celestial master sighed, "This wretched child... really doesn't know how to compromise himself anywhere."

After passing through the corridor, the group headed towards the backyard of the villa.

Before they even got close, a rich and enticing aroma of food wafted out from the villa's huge open kitchen and filled the courtyard.

Faintly, one could still hear conversations coming from the kitchen.

"Sister Xiahe, should we add more soy sauce to this fish?"

This is Chen Duo's obedient and earnest voice.

"Oh, little Duo, not too much, it's just for enhancing the flavor. Come on, get me those scallion segments over there, I'll sprinkle them on top later~"

This was Xia He's delicate voice, yet at this moment it carried a hint of domestic virtue.

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Lingyu, who was pushing his luggage, stumbled and almost fell flat on his face. His handsome face instantly turned red to the roots of his ears.

The old master also perked up his ears, and his expression became extremely strange.

The four madmen of Quanxing... are they washing their hands and cooking here?!

Just then.

The sliding glass door connecting the kitchen to the backyard was pushed open with a "whoosh".

Zhang Tianyi was holding a freshly washed tomato, eating it with his mouth full of juice.

I saw a large group of people walking towards me in the courtyard.

Zhang Tianyi's eyes lit up, and a bright smile immediately spread across her face.

He didn't even wipe his hands before quickly walking towards us.

"Hey! Senior brother! Third brother!"

Zhang Tianyi laughed and opened his arms, then bent down to give Tian Jinzhong, who was sitting in a wheelchair and whose eyes were already red, a big hug.

Then he casually patted the old master on the shoulder.

Tian Jinzhong was so excited that he wanted to cry, but the hug made him hold back his tears, leaving him with only warmth and peace of mind.

"We've been waiting for you like the stars and the moon, and you've finally arrived!"

Zhang Tianyi, biting into a tomato, pointed towards the kitchen, smiling like a hospitable agritourism business owner:

"Quickly, come inside and sit down! Wash your hands and get ready to eat!"

"Girl, you and your eldest nephew's wife are stewing braised carp inside. It'll be ready soon!"

"Senior brother, third brother, Beijing welcomes you!"

Chapter 141 This bowl of earthly delights is where one returns home.

The enormous dining room at Xishan Manor is currently filled with the aroma of food.

Around the huge round wooden dining table, three generations of people from Longhushan, along with a few "unofficial staff," gathered together for the first time ever.

If this lineup were released, it would definitely shake the world of supernatural beings.

At the head of the table, the three celestial masters, Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Tianyi, and Tian Jinzhong, took their seats in turn.

Beside him stood the burly Rong Shan, who was carefully picking fish bones from Tian Jinzhong's body, who had no hands or feet.

"Steamed sea bass, sweet and sour pork ribs, dry-fried green beans... and finally, winter melon and pork rib soup!"

With a crisp announcement, the kitchen sliding door opened.

Chen Duo walked ahead carrying a steaming plate of stir-fried vegetables.

Following behind her was Xia He, who was carrying a large white porcelain soup bowl.

Today, Xia He gave everyone present a strong sense of unreality.

She changed into a set of loungewear, with a floral apron over it.

Her signature long pink hair was elegantly coiled at the back of her head with a wooden hairpin.

What's worse, she deliberately suppressed her alluring aura.

She doesn't look glamorous at all; instead, she exudes a graceful and gentle charm that makes her seem like a perfect wife and mother.

"Come on, make way, the soup is hot, be careful."

Xia He steadily placed the soup bowl in the center of the table, and then naturally picked up the soup ladle to serve a bowl to each of the three elders at the head of the table.

"Master, please try this. These ribs have been stewed all morning. They're so tender they fall off the bone. They're perfect for your teeth."

Xia He presented the first bowl of soup to the old master with both hands and said with a smile.

That "Master" was called out so naturally and sweetly.

Immediately afterwards, she picked up another bowl and walked over to Tian Jinzhong:

"Uncle Tian, ​​this bowl has cooled down a bit. Brother Rongshan, please be careful not to burn yourself when you feed Uncle Tian later."

Rong Shan, who was helping Tian Jinzhong pick out fish bones, almost dropped his chopsticks on the table because his hand trembled.

He stared wide-eyed at the smiling, impeccably polite woman in front of him, his eyes practically popping into the soup bowl.

This...this is the Quanxing's ruthless, fearsome bone-scraping knife?!

If you bumped into her on the street, people would believe she was a newlywed!

Rongshan stammered as he took the soup bowl: "Ah... okay, okay, thank you for your trouble, Miss Xia..."

And in the seat next to Xia He.

Zhang Lingyu was sitting upright, his back as straight as a steel plate, his hands firmly placed on his knees.

His usually cool and handsome face was now as red as a monkey's bottom.

Although Xia He acted extremely dignified, he knew all too well the true nature of this female demon!

He was afraid that Xia He might suddenly kick him under the table while serving soup, or say something inappropriate in front of his master and uncle.

Whenever Xia He gets close, Zhang Lingyu's breathing involuntarily slows down, and he feels extremely uncomfortable.

The old master looked at the steaming pork rib soup in front of him, then at the very nervous Zhang Lingyu, and couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh.

"Hehehe, good, good, thank you for your thoughtfulness."

The old master picked up the soup bowl and took a sip.

A warm current flowed down his throat, and the centenarian's brows and eyes relaxed completely.