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After old Lady Yin left the mansion, she took people directly to Shiyan House, which was a place specializing in selling cakes, fruit, tea and other food. The food in the store not only contained spiritual qi, but also had the effect of strengthening the body and healing the wounds, which was very popular among cultivators.

As soon as Old Lady Yin came in, she wrapped up all the food they had just made on that very day. Part of it was for her parents, and part of it was for the children.

As Rong Yi saw Old Lady Yin took out a bag of spiritual stones, he quickly stopped her, “Mother, we will pay the bill. You put it away.”

Old Lady Yin did not insist, feeling happy in the heart, “Thank you, Xiaoyi.”

Rong Yi asked the shopkeeper, “How many spiritual stones altogether?”

“Three thousand one hundred and twenty top-quality spiritual stones,” said the shopkeeper as he worked on his abacus. “For the sake that you have bought all the food today, three thousand will do.”

The main reason was the chief was here, he dared not charge too much.

As Rong Yi was about to pay, he suddenly remembered that modern spiritual stones couldn’t be used here, so he turned to look at Yin Jinye embarrassedly.

Yin Jinye went to his side and asked, “What?”

Rong Yi whispered by his ear, “Pay the bill.”

Yin Jinye slightly froze there, finding it funny, then took out a bag of spiritual stones to the shopkeeper.

Rong Yi said grumpily, “What are you laughing for? After I earn some, I will no longer spend yours.”

Under Yin Jinye’s eyes flashed displeasure, he did not like him to separate their things so clearly, “Mine is yours, if you don’t have spiritual stones, you can ask some from the steward. You don’t need to earn yourself.”

Rong Yi then turned to feel happy, “I know.”

Old Lady Yin was even happier when she saw their relationship was so good, and whispered to Aunt Xian beside her, “They are so sweet.”

Aunt Xian also felt happy for them, “before we thought the Yinquan Flower didn’t work at all. Now it seems that we were wrong. But only when facing Xiaoyi, Ye’er would show his feelings.”

In the past three years, Yan Jinye took altogether Yinquan flowers to mend his own soul, now his emotions were not much different from ordinary people. It was just during the three years when Xiaoyi was missing, he always maintained that ice-cold look, so everyone thought whether it was because he kept taking that kind of flower, so it didn’t work.

After paying, the kids immediately ran out happily as they heard they could leave.

Yin Tao ran in the headmost, but did not look at the road ahead. He bumped into a man passing by and threw himself on the ground. His little face had a ‘close contact’ with the ground.

“Little Cherry, are you all right?” Rong Yi hurried over.

“Are you all right?” asked the one who Yin Tao bumped into.

Yin Tao was in great pain since it was really hard. He looked at the other side with red eyes and looked as if he was about to cry but tried his best to hold it. He shook his head.

As the man holding him up saw Yin Tao’s face, he looked slightly stunned.

Rong Yi apologized and thanked him. He reached out to hold the kid, only to hear that man cry out in surprise and excitement, “Yi’er…”

Rong Yi was stoned. He thought that man called him, but only finding that the other side was still staring at Yin Tao. He slightly narrowed his eyes.

Yin Tao held out his hands to Rong Yi. “Daddy.”

Rong Yi picked him up and asked, “Did it hurt?”

Yin Tao nodded.

Rong Yi immediately took out the ointment and smeared it on his wound. As soon as it touched his face, the wound was healed immediately.

The man looked from Rong Yi to Yin Tao. Realizing that he was mistaken, he quickly put on his curtain hat and left.

Old Lady Yin and Aunt Xian hurried over, “Did he get hurt?”

“Just a flesh wound.” Rong Yi watched the man leave, then turned back at Yin Jinye, “I just heard that person call little Cherry Xiaoyi, I guess…”

“He is the other Rong Yi’s father Rong Weiyi.” Old Lady Yin said, “I have ever seen him before.”

As Yin Jinye heard it was Rong Weiyi, he immediately told those who were protecting him in the dark through sound transmission to follow him.

“Was it Rong Weiyi?” Rong Yi recalled the appearance of that man. He looked kind of handsome and gentle. No wonder Yan Qiushuang was so hell-bent on him, “Having been missing for so many years, why does suddenly appear again?”

He suddenly remembered the words engraved on those elixirs Rong Weiyi left to his son. He still remembered those place names in Beiba Prefecture: Dongcheng, Youfu, Mogu, Yindu, Guiling, Chahai, Hunzhen, Xieyu and Xueshan. One of them was Guiling. No one knew what Rong Weiyi was here for.

When Old Lady Yin saw that all the wounds on the child’s face had disappeared, she said to the others, “Next we’ll go to the appliance store. Your grandfather and grandmother like to sleep in large beds made of fine wood.”

After old Lady Yin left the mansion, she took people directly to Shiyan House, which was a place specializing in selling cakes, fruit, tea and other food. The food in the store not only contained spiritual qi, but also had the effect of strengthening the body and healing the wounds, which was very popular among cultivators.

As soon as Old Lady Yin came in, she wrapped up all the food they had just made on that very day. Part of it was for her parents, and part of it was for the children.

As Rong Yi saw Old Lady Yin took out a bag of spiritual stones, he quickly stopped her, “Mother, we will pay the bill. You put it away.”

Old Lady Yin did not insist, feeling happy in the heart, “Thank you, Xiaoyi.”

Rong Yi asked the shopkeeper, “How many spiritual stones altogether?”

“Three thousand one hundred and twenty top-quality spiritual stones,” said the shopkeeper as he worked on his abacus. “For the sake that you have bought all the food today, three thousand will do.”

The main reason was the chief was here, he dared not charge too much.

As Rong Yi was about to pay, he suddenly remembered that modern spiritual stones couldn’t be used here, so he turned to look at Yin Jinye embarrassedly.

Yin Jinye went to his side and asked, “What?”

Rong Yi whispered by his ear, “Pay the bill.”

Yin Jinye slightly froze there, finding it funny, then took out a bag of spiritual stones to the shopkeeper.

Rong Yi said grumpily, “What are you laughing for? After I earn some, I will no longer spend yours.”

Under Yin Jinye’s eyes flashed displeasure, he did not like him to separate their things so clearly, “Mine is yours, if you don’t have spiritual stones, you can ask some from the steward. You don’t need to earn yourself.”

Rong Yi then turned to feel happy, “I know.”

Old Lady Yin was even happier when she saw their relationship was so good, and whispered to Aunt Xian beside her, “They are so sweet.”

Aunt Xian also felt happy for them, “before we thought the Yinquan Flower didn’t work at all. Now it seems that we were wrong. But only when facing Xiaoyi, Ye’er would show his feelings.”

In the past three years, Yan Jinye took altogether Yinquan flowers to mend his own soul, now his emotions were not much different from ordinary people. It was just during the three years when Xiaoyi was missing, he always maintained that ice-cold look, so everyone thought whether it was because he kept taking that kind of flower, so it didn’t work.

After paying, the kids immediately ran out happily as they heard they could leave.

Yin Tao ran in the headmost, but did not look at the road ahead. He bumped into a man passing by and threw himself on the ground. His little face had a ‘close contact’ with the ground.

“Little Cherry, are you all right?” Rong Yi hurried over.

“Are you all right?” asked the one who Yin Tao bumped into.

Yin Tao was in great pain since it was really hard. He looked at the other side with red eyes and looked as if he was about to cry but tried his best to hold it. He shook his head.

As the man holding him up saw Yin Tao’s face, he looked slightly stunned.

Rong Yi apologized and thanked him. He reached out to hold the kid, only to hear that man cry out in surprise and excitement, “Yi’er…”

Rong Yi was stoned. He thought that man called him, but only finding that the other side was still staring at Yin Tao. He slightly narrowed his eyes.

Yin Tao held out his hands to Rong Yi. “Daddy.”

Rong Yi picked him up and asked, “Did it hurt?”

Yin Tao nodded.

Rong Yi immediately took out the ointment and smeared it on his wound. As soon as it touched his face, the wound was healed immediately.

The man looked from Rong Yi to Yin Tao. Realizing that he was mistaken, he quickly put on his curtain hat and left.

Old Lady Yin and Aunt Xian hurried over, “Did he get hurt?”

“Just a flesh wound.” Rong Yi watched the man leave, then turned back at Yin Jinye, “I just heard that person call little Cherry Xiaoyi, I guess…”

“He is the other Rong Yi’s father Rong Weiyi.” Old Lady Yin said, “I have ever seen him before.”

As Yin Jinye heard it was Rong Weiyi, he immediately told those who were protecting him in the dark through sound transmission to follow him.

“Was it Rong Weiyi?” Rong Yi recalled the appearance of that man. He looked kind of handsome and gentle. No wonder Yan Qiushuang was so hell-bent on him, “Having been missing for so many years, why does suddenly appear again?”

He suddenly remembered the words engraved on those elixirs Rong Weiyi left to his son. He still remembered those place names in Beiba Prefecture: Dongcheng, Youfu, Mogu, Yindu, Guiling, Chahai, Hunzhen, Xieyu and Xueshan. One of them was Guiling. No one knew what Rong Weiyi was here for.

When Old Lady Yin saw that all the wounds on the child’s face had disappeared, she said to the others, “Next we’ll go to the appliance store. Your grandfather and grandmother like to sleep in large beds made of fine wood.”