Zhang Ming did not really feel much attachment to these relatives and friends, but they were his younger sister's descendants, after all. By any reasonable standard, he ought to meet them and treat them to a good meal.
Besides, the children were lively and boisterous, playing with the turtles and Tree People with an innocent, carefree joy.
After a long while coaxing her, Zhang Ming finally managed to call his lovely wife out.
"I-I... I'm very shy."
"If they all crowd around to look at me, I'll be scared."
Zhang Ming rolled his eyes. "Why is your social anxiety getting worse and worse? Are you never going to see anyone again?"
Miss Gourd had, after all, lived on Earth for thirty years, and she was quite close to Old Zhang's descendant, Zhang Yueyue. After thinking it over for a long time, she finally came out.
"You've grown even more beautiful!" Even after all these years, Zhang Yueyue still looked very young.
It seemed Zhang Yueyue had the best cultivation aptitude among his descendants. In reality, though, she was an elder in a large family. Generational seniority really was not so easy to sort out in this day and age.
Miss Gourd's cheeks flushed. "You're very beautiful too."
Zhang Yueyue affectionately linked arms with her. "Not at all. I've already got wrinkles... How about I show you how Turtle Island has changed?"
The one appearing now was her purely human avatar, which was even more easily embarrassed than her Demon God avatar. Miss Gourd felt hot all over and wished she could immediately hide behind Zhang Ming.
But no matter what, she could not avoid all contact with others.
"Ms. Mu Mu, how has life on Earth been?" Gourd spotted another old acquaintance and could not help smiling.
Zhong Shan's wife,