Baby, Why Is Your Hair Black?

Diyala picked up his wineglass and gently swirled it in his hand for a while before looking at Lan Yang.

"Your cousin's grandson is on a team right now. Su Tanjie said the team has a good chance of representing Spirit Hall Academy at this Empire Freshmen Exchange Conference. Did you know about that?"

Lan Yang was somewhat surprised. He hadn't known about it. In fact, he had been so busy lately that he hadn't seen Miao Duoduo for several days.

"No. Are you sure... my cousin's grandson joining won't affect the team's performance?"

Lan Yang asked with some concern.

Miao Duoduo was so full of himself and acted like an edgy kid, and his Soul Power was only at rank six.

Taking part in the Empire Freshmen Exchange Conference meant he would be facing a group of freshmen with two rings.

Diyala smiled. "I know what you're worried about. He is a little young, but for some reason, I have blind faith in him. I think he'll shine brilliantly at this Empire Freshmen Exchange Conference. What do you think?"

This time, Lan Yang really did laugh.

"Me? I just hope he doesn't drag his team down in the class team selection!"

Diyala said, "You old thing, it's one thing to be modest about yourself, but now you're being modest about your cousin's grandson too. There are only a few days left until the selection. Want to go watch it at the academy together?"

Lan Yang smiled and shook his head. He really couldn't imagine what Miao Duoduo would look like in a fight.

"We'll see when the time comes, if I'm not busy."

"All right, let's drink."

"To Spirit Hall!"

The two raised their glasses and clinked them together beneath the moon.

Meanwhile.

North Hall, Worship Hall.

"Slowly, slowly. Thank you, Fifth Grandpa. Just put them here."

"Luo'er likes all kinds of ball toys, and toy guns and swords too. He'll definitely be happy when he wakes up and sees them."

Light Feather Douluo was carrying a pile of toys into the room, while Qian Renxue directed him from the side.

After putting the toys down, Guang Ling looked around and asked, "Doesn't he like dolls? I've seen other children who love them."

Qian Renxue shook her head and said with a perfectly serious expression, "My Luo'er is very manly. He thinks those are too girly. When I try to amuse him with dolls, he won't even pay them any attention."

"He only likes playing ball with me, and then we fight each other with toy swords. He's really good at stabbing people."

As she said this, Qian Renxue couldn't help showing a smile full of love.

Luo'er really had grown up. Like a little man, he had crossed mountains and rivers in search of Immortal Herbs for his mother.

He must have been hoping I'd praise him, but I hit him instead... At the thought, Qian Renxue couldn't stop blaming herself.

"Oh, right, Xue'er. Second Brother thought he shouldn't disturb you during the day, so he asked me to bring you these tonight."

As Guang Ling finished speaking, his storage ring flashed, and two beautiful Immortal Herbs appeared in his hand.

Seeing the things her baby had worked so hard to find, Qian Renxue couldn't help feeling her eyes grow hot.

She pressed her lips together and slowly asked, "Fifth Grandpa, can these Immortal Herbs be stored for a long time?"

Guang Ling said, "I'm not sure, but I can ask Elder Ju. Aren't you going to take them now?"

Glancing at Lin Luo on the bed, Guang Ling suddenly realized:

"Could it be that you want to save them for Luo'er when he grows up?"

Qian Renxue smiled sheepishly. "It would be such a waste for me to eat them myself..."

"I want to save them both for him."

A surge of complicated emotions suddenly rose in Guang Ling's heart.

His nose couldn't help but sting. He felt that the girl who used to trail behind him calling him Grandpa had grown up too.

After a moment's consideration, Guang Ling said seriously, "Xue'er, these are a token of Luo'er's feelings. No matter what, you should take one of them. I'll ask Elder Ju how to store the other."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue silently turned to look at Lin Luo.

She gazed at him for a long time before saying, "All right, then give me the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone."

"Mm, I'll take this one with me for now. Comfort him tonight, and don't forget to feed him."

"I know."

Light Feather Douluo had just reached the door when he seemed to remember something. He hurriedly turned around and said, "Oh, right, Xue'er, it'll be time for Luo'er's object-picking ceremony in a few days. It's a rule handed down by our ancestors; we can't break it."

"Doesn't he have to be one year old?"

"Ah, it used to be held at one year old, but over time it gradually changed. Now, once a child learns to speak, it has to be held. Luo'er learned to speak far too early, so it has to be held in the next few days. The older generation all take it very seriously. I'd forgotten about it myself. Guess who reminded me?"

"Who?"

Qian Renxue looked at him curiously.

Guang Ling smiled. "My eldest brother, your own grandfather."

"Grandpa?!"

Qian Renxue's face was full of surprise.

"Yes. Honestly, I can't with him. He says he won't acknowledge Luo'er, yet he's been thinking about this more than anyone."

Qian Renxue also gave a self-mocking smile. "It seems everyone in our family likes to say one thing and mean another."

Then she suddenly spoke up out of the blue:

"Oh, Fifth Grandpa, what did I pick at my ceremony?"

At the mention of it, Guang Ling's expression changed slightly.

"They say the object a baby picks represents their future fate. Back then, I didn't know why you picked that, but looking at it now, I think I understand a little."

Qian Renxue grew even more curious. "What did I pick?"

But Guang Ling deliberately kept her in suspense and said with a smile, "I'll decide whether to tell you after I see what Luo'er picks. I'll be going now."

"Hey, hey! What does Luo'er have to do with it? You won't even tell me that? You stingy old man!"

Watching Guang Ling's departing figure, Qian Renxue knitted her delicate brows.

"He only said half of it and stopped. Isn't he doing that just to make me feel awful?"

She closed the door and began gathering up the toys on the floor.

Usually, when she played with Luo'er at night, he was never ready to stop, but Qian Renxue would always tell him sternly that it was time for bed.

Although the little baby was unhappy, he obediently closed his eyes every time.

Today, to make it up to him, she would play with him for as long as he wanted. At the thought, Qian Renxue couldn't help smiling.

Just as she was gathering the toys, a sudden clattering sound came from behind her.

Qian Renxue immediately turned around.

The baby was still lying quietly on the bed... Where had the sound come from?

She seemed to have heard that sound once before, like a stone rolling along the floor.

Qian Renxue carried the toys to the bedside and listened carefully for a while, but she heard nothing more.

Strange.

Come to think of it, the sound seemed to have appeared once yesterday too, when the baby wasn't there.

Qian Renxue didn't think much of it. She carried all the clean toys onto the bed and arranged them one by one around Lin Luo.

After making a circle, the expression on Qian Renxue's pretty face suddenly froze... No, no, why did it look like she was laying out a funeral wreath?

She gathered the toys into a pile again and put them at the head of the bed. Then she quietly leaned against the bedside, propped her chin on her hands, and waited for Lin Luo to wake up.

He really must be tired, sleeping until now.

Qian Renxue pouted in boredom.

Suddenly, she couldn't help remarking, "Baby, why is your hair black?"

Quite a bit of Lin Luo's hair had grown in, soft and downy against his scalp. Qian Renxue stroked his hair and slowly brought her pretty face closer.

Just as she was about to kiss Lin Luo on the cheek, his big eyes suddenly opened.