It turned out that even a genius might not like doing homework. For a good girl like the goddess of creation who loved to learn, asking her to do 28 sets of questions in a row would cause her to feel resentful. And when the resentful "good girl" happened to be your mother-in-law, it would be even worse …
Every time he thought about it, Hao Ren could not help but lament that the seniority of the immortals was so f * cking messed up …
A moment later, Hao Ren and Rheia stood at the front door of the old mansion in the Southern Suburbs.
"Oh …" The petite goddess of creation looked up at the old house before her and stretched out her voice a little exaggeratedly. "So this is where you guys live?"
"Is it different from what you imagined?" Hao Ren was used to Rheia's reaction. "You're not the only one surprised."
"It's not quite the same. I thought you would be living in a huge palace, or a military base or something." Rheia nodded. "You are a pope after all, and also the commander of the droid army. I didn't expect you to live here. Is this the spirit of a hermit? "
"I've always lived here." Hao Ren shrugged. "I lived here before I signed the contract with Raven 12345, and I didn't move even after I changed jobs. A house is just a shelter, and the important thing is where the people are. If everyone is happy living here, then isn't this home? "
Rheia listened quietly, and her expression suddenly turned a little emotional. "Yeah … it's nice to have everyone happily living together …"
Hao Ren suddenly wanted to slap himself. He had really touched a sore spot. The goddess before him had just lost her family, and her people were almost all dead, and the Star of Creation was blown to smithereens. Why did he have to lament about it in front of her!
With that in mind, he quickly diverted Rheia's attention. "Ah, don't just stand there at the door. Everyone should be inside by now. Go in and say hello. I'm telling you, Vivian will definitely be shocked by you …"
As he spoke, he had already put the key near the door, but before he had time to unlock it, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps coming from behind the door. Then, the door was pulled open. Lily's excited face appeared in front of him. "Ah! Landlord, you're back! I could hear your voice in the room just now. Why didn't you just open the door in the living room? Why did you walk in from outside? "
Without waiting for the werehusky to finish, Hao Ren stepped aside to reveal Rheia behind him. "Oh, I brought her here to take a look."
Lily's eyes widened. "Wow! It's Rheia! "
As she said that, she quickly placed the door against the wall and opened up a path. "Come in, come in. Say, why are you here?"
Rheia looked at the energetic Lily and the door that she had placed aside in a daze. She then turned to look at Hao Ren with a puzzled look. "Is this really …"
Hao Ren nodded with a straight face. "No problem, it's a daily occurrence."
The goddess of creation, who felt like she had just seen a whole new world, was ushered into the room in a daze. The first thing she saw was the old demon sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand, and beside the old demon was a little demon poking at a broken radio with a screwdriver. Wuyue in her octopus form was crawling on the living room floor, and the tentacles that extended from her lower body were holding seven to eight rags and Lil Pea, and she was playing with the child as she wiped the floor …
There were only the three of them (plus a fish) in the living room, and they were all shocked by Rheia's sudden appearance. They probably never thought that the goddess of creation, who was supposed to be in the Plane of Dreams, would suddenly drop by. Their eyes were wide open, and Y 'lisabet's screwdriver had gone awry and pierced through the dying radio …
"Ah … Hello everyone." Rheia raised her hand awkwardly. "I'm just here to take a look."
Fortunately, Hao Ren appeared from behind and dispelled Rheia's awkwardness. "It's a mass projection. We just came back from Raven 12345's place, and Rheia's mass projection still has some time left, so I brought her here to take a look."
At that moment, the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open, and Hessiana, wearing an apron, walked out. Half of the little bat's body was covered in flour, and no one knew what she had been up to. She had heard the commotion in the living room and had come out to have a look, and when she saw Rheia in the middle of the room, she had a curious look on her face. "Who are you?"
The few in the living room did not know how to explain themselves, and all of them spoke at the same time. "A friend." "A goddess." "A partner." "Your grandma …"
No one knew who said the last one, but Hessiana could not hear it clearly. Finally, it was Hao Ren who spoke after everyone quietened down. "Her name is Rheia, Vivian's —"
Before he could finish, Hessiana had already assumed a fighting stance as if she had seen an enemy. "She's Lady Vivian's what? I'm telling you, don't bring people into our house! I haven't even fully acknowledged you as my dad, don't you dare bring me in as a relative! "
The second half of Hao Ren's sentence was stuck in his throat. With his limited experience of watching domestic TV series, he could not tell what the little bat had in her mind in a thousandth of a second. What made him even more breathless was what Hessiana had said. Where did this undercurrent of communication between a stepfather and a rebellious daughter come from? The little bat had only stayed at home for two days, and now she wanted to go to heaven?
But considering Rheia's young appearance, it was not impossible for Hessiana to guess the sense of crisis that flashed through her mind.
At this time, Vivian had apparently heard the commotion in the living room, and she came out behind Hessiana. "What's wrong? Is Hao Ren back? "
As she said that, she saw Rheia standing in the middle of the living room with a confused look on her face. "Ah! Why are you here?"
"It's a projection." Hao Ren repeated what he had said earlier. "I brought her to visit, but Hessiana seems to have misunderstood …"
Seeing that Vivian was quite familiar with Rheia, Hessiana's vigilance immediately went up to a whole new level. She stared at Rheia and asked, "Lady Vivian, do you really know this person?!"
"Of course I know her," Hao Ren chuckled. "She is Vivian's creator."
"I didn't ask you!" Hessiana said with her arms akimbo.
Vivian rubbed her forehead. "But what he said is true. Logically speaking, she is my mother."
Hao Ren was already thinking about how to ease the atmosphere, but just as Vivian's voice trailed off, Hessiana had already leaped across half of the living room like a shadow and landed in front of Rheia. She knelt on the ground and hugged Rheia's leg affectionately. "Grandma!"
With a tearing sound, the newspaper in Y 'zaks' hand was split into two.
Even though the people in Hao Ren's team were experienced and knowledgeable, they had never seen such a thing in the world.
Hao Ren's party had never seen it before, let alone Rheia. The goddess of creation was in a daze as she looked down at Hessiana who was hugging her leg for half a minute without saying a word. When she looked up at Vivian, there were only two words in her eyes: Is this child smart? Who is she?
Vivian did not know whether to laugh or cry. "This is the Hessiana I mentioned to you before. She is my 'daughter'. She was a little traumatized when she was young …"
They had also completed eye contact …
But Rheia was someone who had been through a lot, and she quickly recovered from the shock. She immediately felt that Hessiana's' grandma 'sounded very inappropriate. She was still a primary school student in the divine realm, and her breasts had not even grown yet. If she was called' grandma 'now, what would she do if she could not develop in the future?
So Rheia puffed up her chest and pulled her leg out as she sternly lectured Hessiana. "Don't call me grandma. Call me Rheia … sister. Well, you can only call me Rheia!"
Hao Ren could not help but squint at the goddess. "Ahem, isn't that a little too much? It's fine if Vivian calls you Rheia, but now Vivian's daughter calls you sister. You may be young and energetic, but what about us?"
Rheia thought that it made sense, so she lowered her head and thought about the relationship. "Then … you can call me aunt?"
…
A few minutes later, everyone was gathered in a circle in the living room, and the center of the warm reception was naturally Rheia.
Considering that it was Rheia's first time in the Surface World, Hao Ren had basically called everyone over. Even the Nangong parents had temporarily closed the restaurant to join in the fun. In their words, it was not easy to see the real goddess. After all, the old folks would only have a plate of peanuts at the restaurant for two hours, and the restaurant was like a veteran's activity center. They might as well close the restaurant early to meet the goddess.
But Hao Ren felt that they were just there to join in the fun. What was so difficult about seeing the goddess? Hao Ren could just go to the supermarket and order a box of instant noodles, and he could just go to the divine realm to talk to Raven 12345. After all, she had nothing better to do …
Having said that, having a few more people to join in the fun was exactly what Hao Ren wanted. He knew very well that Rheia needed this kind of excitement.
She really needed to make a scene like this.
Considering what the goddess of creation had just gone through, while she had relied on her strong mental fortitude to get through it, it was better than doing nothing if she could relieve some of her stress.
Looking at Hessiana asking Rheia all sorts of questions, Hao Ren, who had quietly retreated out of the circle, could not help but let out a sigh of relief. While Hessiana was always a troublemaker, it was fortunate that she was there to stir up trouble.
Nangong Sanba had also retreated to Hao Ren's side, and looking at the happy scene, he whispered, "I say, are we really not going to tell her what 'Aunt Menstruation' means?"
"There's nothing wrong with the term itself!" Hao Ren raised an eyebrow. "And you're going to tell her?"
"… Forget it."
(I'm recommending a book written by a friend, The Rebirth of the Huaxia Saint of Cookery. Old bird, new avatar. Let's see if anyone has a shortage of books.)
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