Not only Donggua and Dingdang didn't understand the human behavior of Brother Yangfan and Sister Shisan, but the three treasures didn't understand either.
When they were first brought home by Twelve for adoption, the three babies were immediately taken for deworming and various physical examinations by the staff.
Moreover, the staff hid the fact from Twelve who knew nothing and performed the same operation on all three babies.
After the operation, a certain hormone in their bodies gradually disappeared.
From then on, love and affection in the human world had nothing to do with them anymore.
"I heard that children will not wet the bed after they are three years old. Little master Guoguo doesn't wet the bed now, right?" Dingdang quietly came out of the kitchen and slid to Donggua's side.
Although they are face to face, they do not speak and are still chatting online.
While chatting, the two elves looked at the scene in Yang Fan's room curiously.
"I don't know. After Guoguo and Sister Thirteen left the Twelve Cities, we no longer needed to help look after them. Guoguo is still young, he should still be wetting the bed, right?" Donggua said uncertainly.
“Look, Donggua, Sister Thirteen is such a grown-up, and yet… there are lies in books too. It’s true that it’s better to have no books than to believe in them blindly. There’s something about how humans stop wetting the bed after the age of three.” Staring at what happened in Yang Fan’s room, Dingdang began to doubt what he had learned.
Donggua looked over and nodded: "I'll be busy again later, making the beds for Sister Thirteen and Brother Yangfan. It'll be nice if Luffa is here, I'm a little slow in making the beds by myself."
"Luffa is in Tongtian Garden. We will move there with Sister Thirteen next week and we can be with Luffa and the others again." Dingdang said.
"I don't know how Watermelon and the others have cleaned up their home in Tongtianyuan. I think Tongtianyuan is good and has a large place. The space here is too cramped." Winter melon said.
"Donggua, the place is small, are you feeling depressed?" Dingdang asked.
"No, do you have it?" Donggua asked Dingdang.
Dingdang said, "Neither do I. Sister Twelve said that when we have this feeling, it means that we have evolved, or fallen, and it is the beginning of misfortune."
"Don't evolve, don't degenerate, just rush out of the galaxy." Dingdang shouted the slogan.
"That's right. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. From now on, study hard." Donggua said.
“Does watching Sister Thirteen and Brother Yang Fan count as learning?” Dingdang said, “We don’t need to have children ourselves, and we can’t.”
"What do you know? Dinosaurs ruled the earth for hundreds of millions of years, and there was no progress at all. This is because they don't do many things like humans that seem useless but actually contain profound meanings." Donggua taught.
Dingdang looked towards Yang Fan's room and said, "I don't see what's the use of this. Isn't it better for Thirteenth Sister to lie down like you did just now? Why don't you lie down? Aren't you tired of lying down?"
"How would I know? If I knew everything, I wouldn't have to do housework here. I would study with Watermelon and the others how to renovate the house and garden in Tongtianyuan." Winter Melon said.
The two elves were chatting.
After a long time, Sister Thirteen stopped talking, and Dingdang quickly rolled back to the kitchen.
Donggua also returned to the living room and squatted there, pretending that he had been staying there all the time and had not moved.
From Yang Fan's room, the voices of him and Shisan could be heard talking.
A few minutes later, Donggua heard Yang Fan calling him over to help make the bed.
Sister Thirteen ran back to her room shyly, holding her pajamas.
"Brother, is this love?" Donggua raised the changed bed sheets with both arms.
"Yes, this is the love that Sister Thirteen gives me." Yang Fan didn't treat Donggua as a human being, so even if he was not wearing clothes, he didn't avoid Donggua.
"Brother, Sister Thirteen gives you a lot of love, but you give her very little love." Donggua said.
Yang Fan couldn't refute it, and said while making the bed: "Yes, because I love many people, there is less for Sister Thirteen. Sister Thirteen only loves me."
"Then you have to be nice to Sister Thirteen. She is the younger sister of Sister Twelve, who is the most beloved in our elf family." Donggua took away the changed bed sheets.
"Yes." Yang Fan brought a hair dryer.
The sheets were changed, but the mattress was a little damp and needed to be blown.
In Aunt Thirteen's room.
She had a special feeling, very tired, but very energetic.
It's probably the kind of feeling where you're physically tired, but in good spirits.
Having not looked at her phone for more than an hour, Aunt Thirteen picked it up and found some unread messages.
I saw there was information about my grandma.
The old lady hasn't gone to bed yet and said she's waiting for news from Thirteen.
Waiting for her news, nothing else except wanting to see the words written by Yang Fan.
Reading the news about the old lady, Aunt Thirteen felt angry and distressed.
Although it is not yet 11 o'clock in the evening and the nightlife of young people has just begun, it is very late for the elderly.
Just to wait for a word, the old lady didn’t even go to sleep
Thinking about the disagreement she had with Yang Fan tonight, Thirteenth Aunt didn't feel very sorry for the old lady, and was even a little angry.
The old lady was indeed waiting for the words. Not only her, but also several old guys who wanted to live forever did not sleep either. After learning that Yang Fan decided to write the inscription, they forced themselves not to sleep.
They don't know how much time they have left to live, but they know it definitely won't be long.
Young people used to count the countdown of their lives in decades, but now they can only barely count in years.
While waiting for news, the old lady received a call from Thirteen.
She couldn't wait to answer the call: "Thirteen, have you finished writing the characters?"
Thirteenth Aunt's voice came, very cold: "Okay."
The old lady didn't care: "Show it to grandma."
As she spoke, she pulled up the mobile page on the large screen on the wall of the room and waited for words.
"You don't want to see those words." Aunt Thirteen said.
The old lady was puzzled: "Why? Thirteen, please send it to me first so I can take a look."
Aunt Thirteen looked towards the door of the room, but Yang Fan hadn't come yet.
She didn't need to use her cell phone to talk, she just wore a pair of slightly thick black-framed glasses, leaned against the headboard and said, "Xiao Fan wrote this for you."
The old lady was surprised: "Then I want to see it even more."
"Xiao Fan has already seen through your ill intentions." Aunt Thirteen said.
The old lady was stunned. After a long silence, she slowly said, "No wonder your mother praised him so highly. It's a pity that he didn't pursue a career in politics."
"You'd better give up this idea as soon as possible. If Xiaofan wanted to leave, he would have left long ago." Aunt Thirteen frowned slightly.
The old lady is very stubborn. From what she said, it seems that she wants Yang Fan to make his debut.
"Your father is not smart enough. If he was half as smart as your mother, I wouldn't have to work so hard." The old lady sighed, "I have to work for the country and the family. Your grandfather also wanted to be an official, but in order to help me, he changed to a civilian position with no real power. All the pressure is on me. Thirteen, I don't ask you to forgive grandma, just understand grandma. I may not have a happy old age, and I will collapse at my post..."
"I told you not to say such discouraging things to me. You can retire now. No one is forcing you to keep going." Aunt Thirteen said angrily, "You always say one thing in front of others and another behind their backs. You do this to your relatives too. Aren't you tired?"
"No one forced me, but your great-grandfather told me since I was a child that we need at least three generations without a home but only a country, so that dozens or even hundreds of generations can have both a home and a country and not be bullied by the great powers." The old lady said: "After marrying your grandfather, your great-grandfather also told me, are you ready to be misunderstood by the world and your relatives? I..."
Aunt Thirteen listened silently for a while, then interrupted Grandma and said, "You don't need to say anything more. I won't believe you no matter how much you say."
The old lady was silent for a long time, then said, "This year's National Highest Science and Technology Award (please do not link it to reality) has been awarded to 12 people."
Aunt Thirteen was stunned. Twelve had been dead for almost four years.
The National Highest Science and Technology Award is awarded every two years.
Ten winners are selected each year.
The old lady continued, "When Twelve was still here, it was difficult to evaluate her, for fear of revealing even a trace of her information. Now, you don't have to worry so much, and you can reveal her gender. Her name still cannot be revealed, as spies may find you and other researchers through clues..."
After a pause, the old lady said, "When the time comes, people will see the last winner. There will be no photo, no face, only a vague outline and a bright five-star red flag on his chest."
Thirteenth Aunt had a gloomy face and was nameless during her lifetime.
You can’t become famous immediately after death; it takes some time.
Maybe it will be twenty years later, maybe thirty years later, or even longer.
"It's of no use to Twelve. She can't see it and doesn't want it." Aunt Thirteen said in a cold voice.
"We give her the things we care about, without asking her to show it to us, to show our love," said the old lady.
Thirteenth Aunt smiled coldly: "Please don't meddle in my affairs anymore in the future, I will really get angry. I am not Twelve, who has been instilled with all kinds of family and country feelings, benevolence and morality since she was a child. She will never refuse any of your requests. I grew up in society and have my own opinions."
After being with Twelve for four years, Thirteen has been trying to change Twelve's thoughts, concepts, and even values.
But the effect is minimal.
"I won't interfere. You young people can solve it yourselves." The old lady promised Aunt Thirteen.
"Remember what you said." Aunt Thirteen said.
The old lady shook her head secretly and said, "I won't interfere, but I can give your mother a reminder. Isn't it the same if she interferes?"
How can my granddaughter be so compromising and even face the possibility of being abandoned
This must never be allowed to happen!
After hanging up the phone with the old lady, she was in a daze for a moment, and then Aunt Thirteen sent her the poem "Dreaming of the Heavenly Maiden Mountain and Chanting a Farewell Poem".
Soon, the old lady saw this extraordinary work.
The content of the poems is rich, tortuous, strange and varied, and the images are brilliant, flowing and colorful.
The subjective intention was to promote the rather negative idea of "all things in ancient times flow away like water", but its style is uplifting, unrestrained and unworldly, with an unyielding spirit running through it, without any sense of depression.
"How can I bow my head and serve the powerful and wealthy, so that I cannot be happy?" is connected with "Grandma" and "Sing a Farewell Poem". Without Thirteen's reminder, the old lady easily understood what Yang Fan wanted to express.
"The one who will live forever." The old lady sighed, she could curse so passionately.
That’s right, in the old lady’s opinion, Yang Fan was scolding her and these powerful people.
"No need to wait, my granddaughter's boyfriend has written an inscription, but it is for me. Don't ask me for it again in the future." The old lady replied to all colleagues who asked her for inscriptions.
Before, she told them that Yang Fan agreed to write the inscription, but it would be later.
"Sister, what's the title?"
"Sister, this is your fault. We, a few old bones, have been waiting until now, and in the end, you just said that the words are gone."
"Show us what words were written for you."
A few old guys who wanted to live forever were not willing to accept this and asked the old lady of the Wen family.
If it was a title for someone else, they might not be so curious.
But since the question was given to the old lady of the Wen family and it made her show signs of autism, one can't help but be curious.
The old lady is a very strong and tough female hero who has seen all kinds of storms. But this time she was left speechless by the question and didn't want to say a word.
"I told you I can't show it to you. It's a family disgrace." The old lady replied to the message, but did not reply to each message separately. Instead, she posted it directly to the group.
"Old lady, you are becoming more and more annoying. You only said three of the four sentences of Hengqu last time. I suspect that you hid the fourth one yourself, not because your granddaughter's boyfriend didn't give it to you."
"I think so, old lady. Let's not talk about anything else first. Let's release the fourth sentence of Hengqu."
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
The old lady smiled bitterly.
Establish your mind for the world, establish your destiny for the people, and inherit the lost knowledge of the past sages...
The fourth sentence: She really didn’t.
"My granddaughter's boyfriend wrote twenty-three sentences tonight," the old lady sent a message.
The old guys in the group widened their eyes, and the light became brighter and brighter.
Twenty-three sentences
"Let me give you a word." The old lady sent a message: "I will not be in charge of his affairs in the future. If you want words, pay attention and find opportunities yourself."
"Come on, come on, just one sentence will do."
"One sentence first."
"Release it!"
Everyone sent messages one after another, first telling a lie, then telling a second lie...
"How can I bow my head and serve the rich and powerful, and make myself unhappy?"
As soon as this sentence came out, the group fell silent.
Little guy, you have a bad temper.
But think about it, people who live forever should indeed have this pride.
“No wonder people who can write articles like “The Majesty of the Five Mountains” and “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” cannot be judged by common sense.”
"Old lady, I believe you still have twenty-two sentences in your hand."
"Sister, don't be autistic. You are old."
"My condolences, sister. How did you offend him?"
The elders didn't know that the old lady used them to expose the relationship between Yang Fan and Shisan.
Aunt Thirteen's bedroom.
Yang Fan made the bed in his room and came over to Thirteen.
Seeing Yang Fan coming in, Thirteen quickly hid under the quilt like a shy girl.
Yang Fan was stunned, then found it a little funny.
"That's normal." Yang Fan climbed onto the bed.
"Don't say that anymore!" Thirteen shouted shyly while hiding under the quilt.
It was so embarrassing before!
It’s strange tonight, it’s never been like this before.
"Let's not talk about this, let's... um? You haven't taken a shower since you came back?" Yang Fan lay down and put his hand into the quilt, and discovered this as soon as he put his hand in.
"I'll go now." Thirteen quickly climbed out of the quilt.
I was just busy talking to the old lady and sending messages, and haven't gone to take a shower yet.
Now that Yang Fan asked this, she suddenly felt sticky and uncomfortable.