Chapter 68 I wish I could tear my heart out.

Grandpa Qiao died young, so her memories before the age of three are not very vivid.

I've heard from the Qiao family that Grandpa Qiao doted on her a lot.

It's a pity that she herself has no memory, and it's even more a pity that she was reborn too late. If it had been a year earlier, perhaps she could have used her spiritual power to help Grandpa Qiao live a few more years.

In her memory, there was Grandpa Mo, who made her feel like she also had a grandfather who loved her.

The way Grandpa Mo tossed her around just now was a vivid memory for her.

In her previous life, Grandpa Mo abandoned her until she was six years old and started school.

Every time I saw her, she always smiled like Buddha, not at all like how strict she was with her two cousins.

If she came to the Mo family to play, they would give her a lot of pocket money and treats when she left.

Seeing the old woman again now, she was filled with emotion. She wrapped one small arm around the old woman's neck and touched her own chest with the other hand.

Blinking her big, watery eyes, she looked into Grandpa Mo's eyes and said very earnestly, "Grandpa Mo, I miss you so much! Really, it hurts all over here from missing you so much."

Listen to this!

Listen to this!

The little guy is so sweet-talking.

How could we possibly prevent Old Master Mo from falling for it?!

Grandpa Mo only regretted that he couldn't take out his heart and liver and feed it to the little guy in his arms to nourish his body.

He couldn't resist the urge to bounce her around a bit while holding her, but remembering that she had just been sick, he restrained himself and instead said in a hearty and generous manner, "Come on! Grandpa will take you to buy some delicious food!"

The town's supply and marketing cooperative was only a dozen meters away from Old Master Mo's martial arts school.

Grandpa Mo went inside to get the money, then turned around and went to the supply and marketing cooperative hand in hand with Qiao Qiao. Grandpa Mo even carried a bamboo basket that was drying on the kitchen roof.

It looks like they're planning to carry a basket back!

Mo Wenpei looked speechlessly at her father, who was acting crazy, and watched him leave the martial arts school's training ground before turning to Qiao Changdong.

"Have you received the test report?" she asked.

She went to the hospital with Fang Zhengnan this morning, but they were surprised to find that Qiao Qiao had already woken up and been discharged. Still worried, they went to Qiao Xiaoyun's place instead.

I learned that the child Chen Yulian gave birth to had a paternity test done with Qiao Changdong, and the results will be available today.

Qiao Changdong nodded.

Seeing that he didn't say much and his expression was normal, Mo Wenpei knew the outcome.

She was about to ask how the matter was planned to be handled, but knowing it would be tricky and that Qiao Changdong might suffer, she intended to join in to make up the numbers.

But before he could even ask the question, Qiao Changdong said, "Someone might come to my second brother's house to apologize today."

"Go to our door to apologize???" Mo Wenpei was completely confused.

Qiao Changdong then briefly recounted what had happened at the county police station.

Mo Wenpei frowned as she listened.

When she heard Qiao Changdong say that Qiao Kun had beaten the other party so badly that his face was bruised and swollen and his appearance was unrecognizable, she felt relieved and did not think it was excessive at all.

Qiao Changdong and Qiao Qiao had dinner at the Mo family's house. After dinner, Qiao Changdong ignored Mo Wenpei and Old Master Mo's attempts to persuade him to stay and went straight home.

When the father and daughter arrived at Qiaojia Village, Qiao Qiao, who had been traveling with Qiao Changdong all day, had already fallen asleep with her head on Qiao Changdong's shoulder.

Under the moonlight, amidst the croaking of frogs, Qiao Qiao, resting on Qiao Changdong's shoulder with her body swaying slightly, was sleeping soundly.

As soon as she fell asleep, she drifted off to sleep.

When she entered the bracelet's space, she found that the miasma that had been there before had completely disappeared.

She stood in front of the bamboo house and saw Long Yijun, his clothes fluttering, watering a patch of land in front of the courtyard.

In front of the bamboo house are ten plots of land of equal size, each planted with different things.

Qiao Qiao walked over and asked curiously, "Mom, are these vegetables? Can you cook in these?"

Long Yijun put down the water ladle in her hand, stroked her daughter's soft hair, and explained with a smile.

"Mom has already fasted, which means that in your world, she no longer needs to eat, drink, or relieve herself."

"These are all left to you by your mother. They are spiritual herbs, vegetables, and fruits that will help you with your cultivation."

“Cultivating oneself requires both conditions and effort, but it is also inseparable from the assistance of these factors.”

"I've compiled the instructions on how to care for these spiritual herbs, vegetables, and fruits into a booklet for you, and it's in the cabinet in the room. After I'm gone, you'll need to learn how to take care of them yourself."

Hearing this, Qiao Qiao felt a little sad.

Although they had only spent one night together, the natural blood ties made Qiao Qiao, who valued family ties, somewhat reluctant to part.

Unfortunately, Long Yijun was just a phantom, and she couldn't even throw herself into her arms.

She could only barely suppress her reluctance and looked up to ask, "Mom, can I cultivate with Dad and the others?"

"I...I don't want to abandon them. I want to be with them forever." In Qiao Qiao's eyes, being with her family forever is far more important than cultivating immortality.

“My dear daughter, they are not you. They do not have the bloodline of the Dragon Family of the Cultivation Continent. They are just ordinary humans in this world…” Seeing that Qiao Qiao’s eyes were beginning to redden and seemed to be about to burst into tears.

Long Yijun could only say helplessly, "Never mind, since they brought you home in the first place, it means there was some kind of destiny involved."

She beckoned Qiao Qiao to squat down, pointed to a small grass in the field beside her feet, and said, "This is the Dragon Marrow Grass unique to the Long family. After it grows in three months, take it out and boil it into a soup for them to drink, according to a ratio of one to ten."

Although Long Yijun said it was a blade of grass, in Qiao Qiao's eyes it was a bright green vegetable that looked like it was carved from jade.

The leaves are a vibrant green, and the leaf stalks are clear and transparent.

It's so lush and green, it's especially beautiful.

The beautiful ones are like works of art.

"If we give them this, can they also cultivate with me?" Qiao Qiao asked in surprise.

Looking at the vast expanse of fields before her, she only wanted to pull them all out immediately so that her family could have enough to eat.

"No, their bloodline cannot be changed."

"These can only help them cleanse the impurities that have accumulated in their bodies since birth. After that, they should drink it once a year at a ratio of 1 to 20 to strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives."

"However, caution is needed when consuming this. You should have a medical check-up beforehand to see if there are any diseases in your body. Otherwise, consuming it will only accelerate the disease in your body."

"On the contrary, it makes their bodies stronger, thus prolonging their lives. Not to mention anything else, living to a hundred years old and still healthy is no problem."

"And my dear daughter, you must remember this: if consumed in the correct proportions, only you can consume these."