Chapter 479

Huaguo.

By the year Gu Zhihang was thirty-five, his assets had accumulated to an incredible degree.

The richest man, well-deserved.

Meng Jingmo was second, having lost the bet from back then.

He was generous, willing to bet and willing to lose, and gave the chips generously and neatly.

"It seems that not putting all your eggs in one basket is still very useful," he sighed, "Zhihang, you are a step ahead, but I won't admit defeat; sooner or later... sooner or later I will surpass you."

Gu Zhihang's posture was casual, as comfortable as could be, "As you wish, I am willing to accompany you. What are we betting on this time?"

"Let me give you two an idea," Lin Zhao interjected.

"What?" Gu Zhihang looked over.

"How about whoever loses donates one hundred Hope Primary Schools to various places?" Lin Zhao asked.

"I have no opinion." Gu Zhihang did charity work every year, and the amount of money he donated was so large that many people would never earn it in a lifetime.

Meng Jingmo, having been taught by the Lin family, was the same.

He nodded along, "Okay, I agree, Little Aunt's idea is very good."

"As long as you are satisfied," Lin Zhao said with a smile.

In recent years, she had become increasingly lazy, preferring to stay at home watching TV, watching one show after another, to the point where her eyesight was not good. Fortunately, she still had a few bottles of magical eye drops in her storage ring. After using them, her eyesight recovered as before, and she could see everything clearly, not even needing to get glasses.

"Mom, shall we go to the amusement park? It's newly opened and has many interesting things; let's go play together," Gu Zhihang thought of the task his father had given him and suddenly suggested.

"No," Lin Zhao didn't want to move, "I'm still binge-watching a show; let's talk after I finish."

Gu Zhihang continued, "Mom, after you finish this one, there will be another one; when will it end? Let's go take a look, we'll be back in a while, it won't delay your binge-watching."

Meng Jingmo also received instructions from his father and followed up, "Yes, let's go take a look together; I haven't been to those newly opened ones yet."

"Are you two plotting something? You're acting strange," Lin Zhao narrowed her eyes, her face full of suspicion.

"You're being sensitive," Gu Zhihang knew her attitude had softened, so he took the bag hanging on the coat rack and waited for Lin Zhao to be ready to go out together.

It was really nothing; he just wanted Mother to go out and walk around.

"We couldn't have any bad intentions; we just want you to go out and relax."

Lin Zhao felt her eyes were slightly dry and indeed needed to adjust, so she stood up, "Okay, let's go take a look. It has indeed been a while since I went out."

Several people arrived at the large shopping mall that had been heavily hyped and reported by major media.

One could shop here, eat, and there were many fun projects, including exciting ones and ones suitable for children to play.

Lin Zhao didn't like exciting games and didn't join in the fun, watching the younger generation play.

Gu Zhihang and Meng Jingmo were grown men, and people who knew them outside called them President Gu and President Meng. Two men with male model figures stood there in line, looking very conspicuous.

In that short while, Lin Zhao saw three girls come up and ask them for their contact information.

Unfortunately, those two wooden blocks were cold and distant to everyone.

In two more years, they would be uncles; just live with the company!

She shook her head helplessly and continued to play a battle of wits with the claw machine next to her.

This thing was quite fun; she must catch that little white bear.

After another failure, Lin Zhao was not discouraged and inserted coins to continue playing.

It's no wonder young people love to play; it's really not bad.

After the children finished playing and came down, Lin Zhao, with the help of a young passerby, managed to catch the little doll she wanted.

This passerby was very strange, wearing a black baseball cap, with a tall and straight figure. Even though he was indoors, he was still wearing a mask. The exposed skin was pale and clean, and those eyes made her feel like she had seen them somewhere before.

"Mom, I just saw you talking to someone; who was that?" Gu Zhihang walked over and asked.

"I don't know, he was an enthusiastic young man who helped me catch a doll," Lin Zhao explained. She looked in the direction the young man had left, but saw nothing.

It was really very familiar.

Who could it be?

"Oh." Knowing he wasn't a person with ulterior motives, Gu Zhihang felt relieved. Afraid Lin Zhao would be bored, he said, "Mom, let's go play games; I want to play."

"Okay, today I'll let you two arrange it, I'm fine with anything. This is what you call sacrificing your life to accompany a gentleman," Lin Zhao put the little doll she had fallen in love with at first sight into her backpack, her words tough.

After they left, a person appeared in the corner; looking closely, it was the young man who had taken the initiative to help Lin Zhao.

He watched from afar, not getting close, and seeing them leave, he followed them quietly.

Lin Zhao and the others arrived at the game area.

Each person took a controller and started playing.

The games here were all newly introduced, with many types, most suitable for killing time.

"This game is quite fun; let's install one at home," Lin Zhao said.

"I'll arrange it," Gu Zhihang replied.

"Having a game room, when children come to the house, at least there's a place to kill time, and it avoids them going to ruin the flowers and plants I carefully raised." As she grew older, Lin Zhao became obsessed with farming and planted many flowers at home.

There were also many precious varieties.

She still had nutrient solution on hand, and whatever she planted lived. Two years ago, someone offered five hundred thousand for a pot of flowers, but she didn't sell it.

Raising flowers was a hobby, and watching them bloom, that sense of achievement was truly indescribable in words. Let alone five hundred thousand, even if they gave her ten million, she wouldn't sell; the thing she lacked the least was money.

"The downside is that they won't want to leave," Gu Zhihang said bluntly.

"That's true, but it doesn't matter. How could the Monkey King escape the Buddha's palm? With their parents around, there's no need for me to worry so much," Lin Zhao said casually.

At the moment of speaking, the Little Red Riding Hood on the screen fell to her death.

She hurriedly resurrected and continued playing.

After playing games for an hour, Lin Zhao felt her whole body was stiff, and only then did she stand up.

Looking at the time, it was getting late.

"Time to go back," she said, "Time passed quite quickly today; I didn't even notice, it just slipped by."

Gu Zhihang took the coat from Lin Zhao's side and said with a smile, "Time passes quickly when you come out to walk around. Mom, if you like it, I'll take you out to play often in the future."

"You are a very busy person; it's enough if you can occasionally find time to come back and see me," Lin Zhao walked out with her son.

Coming out for a trip like this, her mind felt broadened.

People still need to come out and walk around more.

Gu Zhihang felt something and paused his steps, "Mom, you guys go out first, I'm going to the bathroom."

Lin Zhao waved her hand and walked out of the mall with Meng Jingmo.

Gu Zhihang stopped in front of a person.

"Why are you following us?" He sized up the person in front of him, a strange feeling rising in his heart; he always felt he should know this person.

But looking at the face, he had indeed never seen it.

Something was strange.

What was even more bizarre was.

He clearly should be vigilant, but subconsciously felt this person would not harm them.

"You are so forgetful; you've forgotten me already?" The person speaking didn't answer but asked instead, "You and I once lived together day and night; I know everything you are thinking. How much time has passed, and you've forgotten everything completely."

Gu Zhihang had a flash of inspiration.

It was that bastard who had occupied his body.

His right hand gripped this person's arm, clutched it, and brought him to a deserted place.

"What is... going on with you? Did you possess the body of an innocent person?!" Gu Zhihang's face was full of severity.

So fierce.

Gu Guaibao was expressionless, "I am a cultivator now; how could I possess someone? It would be bad to get stained with karma."

He came to eliminate his obsession, not to get stained with karma.

"Cultivation? It seems you are doing well. Since you are doing well, why did you come back!" Gu Zhihang questioned.

"Why are you so sensitive? It's not because of you anyway," Gu Guaibao's voice was flat.

"I don't care either." Gu Zhihang felt the scene before him was very strange; this person had fought with him for his body and was another version of himself. They could actually have such a calm conversation.

Too absurd.

"You go back, don't worry about me, just pretend you never saw me," the Gu Zhihang of the Nine Provinces Continent said.

The one who came here was a wisp of his divine sense. He had been here for a while, walked through many places, saw that his family was doing well, and enjoyed the fireworks of this world. The 'Gu Ercai' who had been trapped in the past had broken through his shackles, and a trace of relief appeared in his black eyes.

Gu Zhihang looked at him deeply, curled his lips, and turned to leave.

In his heart, he and 'Gu Ercai' were never the same person. He was quite happy that the other party could break free from his predetermined fate and walk his own path.

He also hoped he wouldn't think about the past anymore, look forward, and walk on with his head held high.

"Why so long? I almost thought you fell into the toilet," Lin Zhao handed the coffee in her hand to her son.

Gu Zhihang took it, lowered his head to take a sip, and said good-naturedly, "I encountered a little something on the way and was delayed."

"What happened? Is it resolved?" Lin Zhao's tone was concerned.

"It's nothing major," Gu Zhihang said.

"Hmm, let's go back," Lin Zhao urged.

Several people got into the car and gradually drove away.

The young man wearing the baseball cap appeared, his dark and deep eyes watching the car, standing for a long time, and then disappeared from where he stood.

His mother knew that he, this son, had a bad track record and was not worth saving, but she still gave him the precious talisman, protecting a wisp of his sanity and allowing him to be reincarnated.

He naturally had to return a gift.

That little bear had his handiwork—

A hundred years later, we will meet again.

Dad, Mom, Big Brother, Little Sister... I'll wait for you.

Gu Zhihang felt his whole body relax, guessing that the so-called cultivator had already left, and his eyebrows relaxed.

He picked up Gu Zhi Yao and Ning Xiao's little tyrant, and placed him on his shoulder.

"High, so high!!" The little tyrant was excited, excitedly pulling at Gu Zhihang's neatly combed hair.

"Be gentle, my little ancestor, this is real hair!" Gu Zhihang called out.

Seeing her son being so naughty, Gu Zhi Yao patted Ning Xiao's arm, "You take care of your son."

Ning Xiao stepped in, his tone gentle, with a sense of refusal, "Have you had enough? Have I told you not to pull people's hair again?"

The child was named Ning Zhan and was the youngest of the Gu and Lin families. Everyone spoiled him, and he feared nothing, only his father.

Hearing this, the fierce expression on his face immediately became well-behaved, and he rubbed his uncle's hair with his little hands, his tone apologetic, "Second Uncle, I was wrong, don't be angry."

Gu Zhihang put him down, half-squatted, and pulled out a few strands of his hair.

The child hissed in pain twice, and water appeared in his big, cute eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." A milky, aggrieved answer.

"It hurts you, and it hurts me too. Will you pull people's hair again in the future?" Gu Zhihang said.

"No, no, no, no, it hurts." The child said hurriedly.

Explaining the truth a thousand times or ten thousand times is not as effective as letting him feel the pain.

"Good." Gu Zhihang was best at hitting someone and then giving them a sweet date, and immediately said, "I'll buy you toys tomorrow."

The child's eyes suddenly brightened, he didn't hold a grudge at all, and he clung affectionately to his Second Uncle, serving tea one moment and bringing fruit the next, very diligent.

Seeing her grandson, who was like a little devil, suddenly so quiet, Lin Zhao was not used to it.

Ning Zhan was full of tricks, and so many people in the family couldn't handle him. For this reason, Lin Zhao often rejoiced that there weren't many children in the family; otherwise, she would have a nervous breakdown.

"Zhiyao, keep an eye on Zhanzhan, be careful he's plotting something big again," Lin Zhao reminded the child's mother.

As the saying goes, when a child is quiet, they must be up to mischief; this sentence was truly fitting for Ning Zhan.

"... I know." Gu Zhi Yao was also facing a great enemy.

She had originally wanted to have another son, but who knew that having one was enough to make her collapse, and her desire for a little girl had died completely.

Ning Zhan was a high-energy, high-emotional-need cub who would make a scene if things didn't go his way.

Ning Xiao complained about him, but actually loved his son to death.

Commander Ning was even more so.

He had missed his son's growth, and after having a grandson, he treated Ning Zhan as if to make up for it, wanting the stars and not giving the moon.

Gu Zhi Yao wasn't paying attention for a moment, and little cub Ning Zhan was playing with mud in the corner.

"Where did the water come from?" Gu Zhi Yao walked over, wanting to pull her son back.

Little Ning Zhan had mud on the tip of his nose, his eyes round and bright, "No water, pee-pee."

Gu Zhi Yao: "..."

She didn't want to worry about her restless son anymore, buried her head in Lin Zhao's arms, and sobbed a few times, "Mom, raising children is so hard, you and Dad are so amazing, raising us so well."

Gu Chenghuai spoke up, "It's mainly your mother's credit; I dare not take the credit."

"Look at what you're saying, everyone has credit." Lin Zhao's eyes curved into smiles. Even if she was well-maintained, when age arrived, fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes, but this didn't affect her beauty.

"Let him be," Gu Chenghuai said to Gu Zhi Yao, "Which boy doesn't play with mud when he's young? Let him play, and when he's tired, you can take him to wash up."

Gu Zhi Yao: "But he used pee, that's so dirty."

She still played the game of biting hands with her son every day, and felt she couldn't bite anymore.

"It's still usable after washing," Lin Zhao said with a smile.

Gu Chenghuai nodded.

That was exactly what he meant.

"Okay." Gu Zhi Yao didn't care anymore, she looked at Ning Xiao, "You give your son a bath later."

Ning Xiao smiled, "Okay, I'll wash him."

Just then, Qiao Hui answered a phone call, and I don't know what the person on the other side said, but her face was full of joy.

"What, Zhiyu is going to have a child?!"

Hearing this, everyone in the living room looked over.

Gu Zhiyu and Han Shuang had come together naturally and had been married for several years now.

Lin Zhao walked over quickly and took the phone from Qiao Hui.

"Shuangshuang."

Han Shuang held the report and smiled, "Mom, I'm pregnant. As soon as the results came down, I wanted to tell you this good news, but no one answered your cell phone, so I called the landline."

"It was too noisy, I didn't hear the cell phone ring," Lin Zhao explained, and asked with concern, "How is your body? How many months?"

She thought the eldest son's family didn't intend to have children, who knew the surprise would come so suddenly!

"I'm very good, only two months..." Han Shuang said softly.

"As long as there is no discomfort, I will pack some food and daily necessities and send them to you later, let Zhiyu pay attention to checking..." Lin Zhao nagged about quite a few precautions, and Han Shuang had no impatience at all.

The daughter-in-law was pregnant, and Lin Zhao didn't intend to serve the confinement, so she gave the money and hired two specialized nutritionists to send over, with their salaries paid by her.

The Gu family's third branch finally had an heir, and the Gu family was overjoyed.

Especially Gu Mu.

She put her hands together and muttered, "Bless the Bodhisattva, bless the Bodhisattva, finally pregnant, the third one won't have his line cut off."

Gu Fu didn't like hearing this, "Why cut off the line? Doesn't Ning Zhan also have the blood of the Gu family?"

"That's different," Gu Mu stammered; she had old-fashioned ideas and couldn't change.

The third one had three sons, at least there should be a grandson; a granddaughter would also be fine.

"I think it's all the same," Gu Fu said; the old man was becoming more and more open-minded now.

Learning that the eldest sister-in-law was pregnant, Gu Zhihang was also overjoyed.

"Why are you so happy?" Lin Zhao said.

"Big Brother has a child, so my father has an heir. It doesn't matter if I don't get married or have children. Suddenly the pressure is gone, can I not be happy?" Gu Zhihang said his true inner thoughts without any defense.

Lin Zhao: "..."

"You think quite a lot," she said speechlessly.

"No way, I can't stand my grandmother nagging in my ear every day." Grandmother was so old, it wasn't good for him, as a grandson, to sing the opposite, right?

This child of Big Brother and Sister-in-law came well! Came just right!!

From the perspective of the second child, this child was indeed a life-saving straw, no problem.

"Don't get married if you don't want to, but you are not allowed to bully little girls!" Lin Zhao warned.

Gu Zhihang touched the tip of his nose, "..."