The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

The early morning light shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and covers most of the bed.

On the bed, two figures were sleeping in each other's arms.

Perhaps it was because the sunlight was too bright, one of the figures frowned slightly and unconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes.

As he moved, the person next to him was awakened and suddenly opened his eyes. After being confused for a moment, he gradually became clear-headed.

He glanced at the position of the sun outside, kissed the person next to him on the forehead, then stood up and went to wash up.

When he entered the bathroom, the person on the bed began to wake up slowly.

This was the scene that You Che saw when he came out of the shower. His young master was yawning, sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands supporting himself, with a dull expression, and even his slippers were worn backwards.

"Pfft." You Che walked forward with a smile and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Master, are you still asleep? How about sleeping for a while?"

"No need. My dad and the others should be up by now. I'll go have breakfast with them after I wash up."

As he said this, he walked towards the bathroom with his slippers worn inside out. Judging from his confused look, he probably didn't realize the problem yet.

You Che held his forehead with his hand, his eyes behind the lenses full of helplessness and doting.

When the two of them packed up, opened the door and went out, the door of the room next door, where Lin Ruhua was, also opened.

The four of them just stared at each other.

You Che was quite calm, but Nan Jingyou was so embarrassed that he almost tapped his toes.

But he still pretended to be calm and composed and greeted the two of them, "Dad, Uncle Yun, good morning."

Lin Ruohua's eyes were filled with teasing. "Good morning, Manman. How did you and Xiaoche rest last night?"

"I, I'm fine. He... should have had a good rest too. Look, he came knocking on the door early in the morning to wake me up." He tilted his head and blinked at You Che, hinting him not to reveal the truth.

You Che adjusted the frame of his glasses, a hint of smile flashing in his eyes, "Yes, I had a good rest."

"That's good, let's go have breakfast." Lin Ruhua could see the trick between the two.

But his son is an adult, and he will respect his son's life.

Besides, he and Yun Mo went through the same thing when they were young.

……

Today is the last day for several people to stay in Tongyang County. They decided to return to Beijing tomorrow. Nan's father and mother will also go with them this time, so they have asked for leave for the next few days from the school in advance.

And asked two other teachers in the school to help cover the get out of class.

Before leaving, Nan Jing and his two brothers decided to go back to their hometown to pay homage to their grandparents and uncle, and also to visit their younger brother who died young.

Of course, Nan's father and mother agreed very much.

Lin Ruohua originally wanted to go, but the roads in the village were difficult to walk on, and to reach the cemetery, one had to walk a short distance up the mountain. Since he had difficulty walking, everyone unanimously recommended that he not go.

In the end, he had no choice but to stay in the hotel with Yun Mo.

About forty minutes later, three cars stopped at the gate of a courtyard in a village.

This is the old house of the Nan family, and it is also where Nan’s father lived since he was a child.

However, the house had fallen into disrepair and no one lived in it. Although it was cleaned very well, the smell of decay could not be concealed.

Four people, oh no, six people, Jiang Xiran and You Che are here too.

The two of them can be considered half members of the Nan family. Let them see where the Nan family's roots are. When Nan's father and mother pass away in the future, the ones who come to their hometown to pay homage will be Nan Jing and the two brothers and their respective partners.

The six people went into the old house to take a look. Among them, Dad Nan was the saddest, because as soon as he returned here, he remembered his deceased parents and younger brother.

Nan Jingyou also felt bad, especially after learning about the conflict between his uncle and his grandparents in the past, which made him feel depressed.

While no one was paying attention, he sneaked to the door of a room.

There is actually nothing left in the old house, except for some furniture and some worthless but commemorative items.

For example, the books that Nan’s father used to study, the toys he played with when he was a child, the schoolbag and clothes that his grandmother made for him, etc.

Of course, it also includes my uncle’s things.

However, my uncle's room was always locked, and he and his brother could only sneak in to take a look when their grandparents were cleaning the room when they were young.

Now that my grandparents are gone, the room is still locked.

But You Che probably saw through his thoughts, and he gently put his hand on the lock and twisted it, and the big lock opened automatically as if a key had been inserted.

Nan Jingyou thought that it would be a shame if he didn't become a locksmith with such skills.

But he was just joking.

Seeing that no one came to look for him, he took You Che's hand and swaggered into the room.

This house was actually renovated. At that time, my grandparents were not used to living in the city and kept talking about returning to their hometown, so Dad Nan had to renovate the old house and let the old couple continue to live in the village.

The room they are entering now is where their uncle lived. After his uncle passed away, their grandparents left the room completely untouched during the renovation in order to leave a memory behind.

So the layout inside is the same as it has been for more than 20 years, with the earthen kang, wooden windows, wooden tables, everything is so old-fashioned.

The most creepy thing about this room is the large black and white portrait on the desk.

Memories seemed to slowly dissipate from the thick fog, and he suddenly remembered one thing.

When he was a child, he seemed to have seen his grandmother crying while holding a big photo frame through the crack in the door.

He didn't know why at that time, but now thinking about it, grandma was probably missing her uncle by holding his portrait.

His throat tightened a little, and he stroked the photo lightly with his fingers, his voice almost ethereal, "Uncle, don't be so stupid in your next life, remember to live for yourself."

You Che, who had been silent at first, couldn't bear to see his beloved sad. He held her hand tightly and asked, "Master, if there really is an afterlife, what kind of life do you want him to live?"

Nan Jingyou looked out the window, the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was praying, or as if he was comforting himself.

"I hope he has parents and brothers who love and respect him, unlimited money, and a lover who loves him dearly. Most importantly, he should be healthy and live a happy and smooth life."

You Che also looked out the window. A bird flew past him, quickly soared into the sky, and disappeared.

"Master, if this is what you wish for, then your wish will surely come true."

Nan Jingyou thought he was comforting himself and chuckled, "I hope the gods can really hear my prayers."

"I will hear it."

He got a soft "hmm" in response.

No one noticed that in the dim room, purple light suddenly flashed in You Che's eyes, like a meteor across the night sky, so beautiful and moving, but it disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

In a distant time and space, the cry of a baby crossed the sky, and a new life was born.

And his birth came with God's blessing.

……

"Youyou, you guys gave me a hard time looking for you. Hey, isn't this room locked? Where did you get the key?" Nan Jinghe entered the room one after another.

As a result, as soon as he entered the room, he happened to see the big black-and-white photo, which scared him so much that his eyebrows jumped.

Jiang Xiran wasn't in a much better condition, his face turned pale, especially since the room was so gloomy, which made him even more fearful.

Nan Jingyou then turned around and looked at the person who came. "Brother, I don't have the key. Maybe the lock is broken. I just twisted it gently and it opened."

He lied without batting an eyelid, without even writing a draft.