flstandardbreds Chapter 350 Past Dreams 21
Chapter 350 Past Dreams 21
The words of rebuttal that everyone wanted to say stuck in their throats and could not be uttered. In any case, the weak have no right to defend themselves; this is an unchanging truth that applies to all the worlds.
001 didn't think there was anything wrong with what it said. Its crimson eyes glanced at the hazy void in the distance as if it had unintentionally confirmed something. Instead of retracting its three raised rabbit paws, it spread its paws up and waved them.
The light curtain spanning between the two changes accordingly.
On this clear autumn day, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the sky was as blue as if it had been washed.
A cool breeze, tinged with the scent of autumn, playfully hid in the deep clouds, accidentally knocking down tree after tree of autumn leaves, which filled every gap in sight.
The camera zooms out, like a bird soaring through the sky, sweeping across the deep, unseen clouds, now tinged with the colors of autumn, and focuses directly on the much-expanded, quiet room.
It was only a quarter past 9 AM, and the golden sunlight generously poured down from the sky, dispelling the chill brought by the gusts of cool wind and bringing a touch of warmth.
The pavilion that Lan Wangji had specially built for Wei Wuxian in front of the main house of the Jingshi was unusually lively at this moment. Looking up—
In the open space in front of the pavilion, Nie Mingjue, the fierce corpse who had regained his senses, was enthusiastically pulling Wen Ning, who was also a fierce corpse, to spar bare-handed.
In another empty space, Soul Warmth, Soul Hidden Color Hermit, and Soul Wei Chaoyan were gathered together, whispering and laughing, occasionally bursting into hearty laughter.
Inside the pavilion, which was not small, there were two long marble tables placed on the left and right. The tables were empty at the moment, with only a few exquisitely crafted Ru porcelain teapots with plum blossom and vine patterns on their spouts. Around each teapot, three to five teacups were placed in a staggered manner.
Nie Huaisang and Lan Xichen sat together on the right side of the table, sipping their tea. Their gentle eyes and smiling expressions watched the scene unfold before them. Every now and then, their gazes met, and though they didn't speak, the two intelligent and perceptive individuals communicated smoothly and naturally.
Lan Qiren and Soul Wei Changze sat on the left. Lan Qiren, who had shaved his beard and was full of vigor, was the one who had been leading his nephew to the bottom of the mountain with several Lan elders who were dedicated to teaching and educating people. He had opened several schools in Gusu without any admission requirements, based on the education system of Huaguo.
Initially, it was simply to help Lan Xichen and others. However, as time went on, he grew to love this life where people didn't care about background or family connections, and he could focus solely on nurturing students. It was as if he had rediscovered a purpose in life, so he settled down at the foot of the mountain and diligently began his path of "having students all over the world." Except for holidays like the New Year, he rarely returned to Cloud Recesses.
Lan Qiren turned his head with a smug look on his face, gesturing and showing off his recent achievements to Wei Changze. Wei Changze sat calmly, his handsome face expressionless, but his eyes were serious and sincere, and his concise words occasionally went straight to the point, showing that he had listened carefully to what Lan Qiren had said.
Therefore, the atmosphere between the two was exceptionally harmonious and pleasant.
After walking a short distance around the main house, to the left is the kitchen that Lan Wangji had his disciples build. At this moment, dressed in white with his sleeves rolled up, he is busy inside, chopping vegetables, starting a fire, stir-frying dishes, and taking them out of the pot... working smoothly and efficiently.
Wei Wuxian, dressed in black with red trim and embroidered with cloud patterns, was squatting at the kitchen door with a smile, peeling garlic and picking vegetables with his fingertips, chattering away. Occasionally, when Lan Wangji was taking the food out of the pot and plating it, he would suddenly stand up and rush to Lan Wangji, raising his hands and looking up at him with a greedy expression, begging to be fed.
At these moments, Lan Wangji would calmly use one hand to pick up Wei Wuxian's desired dish with chopsticks, blow on it to cool it down, and feed it to Wei Wuxian's wide-open mouth. With his other hand, he would methodically continue washing the pot, adding firewood, and preparing to stir-fry the next dish.
Wei Wuxian, who was happily fed, wasn't greedy. After taking a bite, he cheerfully reached out and deftly transferred the dishes prepared in front of the stove into the food box next to him. Once full, he carefully closed the lid, which was decorated with heat-retaining runes, and placed it on the square table against the wall.
Seemingly lured by the enticing aroma emanating from through the light screen, Wei Chaoyan swallowed hard and looked at Lan Zhan with the same puppy-dog eyes as Wei Ying and Qingyan.
"Gulp... Ah Zhan, it's been so long since I... Slurp... I haven't tasted your cooking!"
Qi Ye and Lan Wenjing also looked at Lan Zhan expectantly at the same time. Suddenly, a soft light appeared in Lan Zhan's light eyes, who was carrying heavy expectations. He nodded slightly and promised: "Okay."
Lan Zhan's agreement brought a moment of relief to the heavy hearts of the group.
At noon, Lan Wangji, who had finished cooking all the dishes, was leisurely wiping his face and tidying his appearance in a small side room of the kitchen, while Wei Wuxian, carrying several cleaning talismans, quickly moved through the entire kitchen to clean it.
Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, Uncle Wen, and others, who had been waiting outside the kitchen for a long time, immediately entered the kitchen in an orderly manner, each carrying a food box and heading towards the pavilion.
When Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian walked hand in hand into the pavilion, everyone was already seated, and a dazzling array of fragrant delicacies were laid out in front of them.
After the two bowed and took their seats, Lan Qiren raised his teacup and said with a smile, "Wangji, you've had a hard day."
Changing the subject, he tapped the rim of his cup with his fingertip and said teasingly, "But today is Wuxian's birthday, so it's only natural that you, as his Daoist partner, would have to work a little harder, isn't it?"
Upon hearing this, Cangse Sanren chimed in playfully, "Indeed, indeed! It's Aying's birthday, Azhan really needs to be extra attentive, otherwise Aying might get upset and punish you tonight~~"
Seeing Lan Wangji's ears flush red as he lowered his eyes, Wei Wuxian puffed out his cheeks and protested, "Uncle~~ Mother~~, you can't be so 'discarding the millstone after it has served its purpose'..."
"Ahem," Cangse Sanren saw that Wei Wuxian was getting impatient, so he stopped teasing him and turned his head to Wei Changze beside him, complaining in a low voice that his son "forgot his mother after having a partner."
Lan Qiren blinked and said calmly, "Wuxian, don't interrupt. Am I wrong?"
Without giving Wei Wuxian a chance to explain, Lan Qiren announced directly: "Alright, everyone, while the food is still hot, let's pick up our chopsticks and not disappoint Wangji's good intentions. As for the birthday gift and blessings for the birthday celebrant, we can discuss that after we've eaten and drunk our fill!"
As he spoke, he took the lead in picking up food with his chopsticks. Zangse Sanren and Wei Changze started eating at the same time. Seeing this, the others also stopped being reserved and started picking up their chopsticks and putting them on the dishes on the table like rain.
"Lan Zhan~~" Wei Wuxian, who had been ignored, twitched his face and suddenly turned to look at Lan Wangji.
Lan Wangji had already picked up Wei Wuxian's favorite spicy pork ribs with his chopsticks and leisurely brought them to his lips, waiting for him to eat them...