Upon returning to the Burial Mounds, Lan Sizhui's life settled into a leisurely pace once again. Apart from getting up at the hour of Mao every day to practice the sword for an hour, he spent most of his time playing, and at mealtimes, he would help Wen Ning with the cooking. Yet his cultivation did not drop off in the slightest, which brought great comfort to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, and won the deep admiration of Lan Jingyi and Jin Ling, who had come over to stay for a short while some time ago.
More than half a month passed in this manner, and as July arrived, the weather grew even hotter and terribly unpredictable. The early mornings would start with a clear, boundless sky, but by after lunch, heavy dark clouds would gather, their gloomy oppression inevitably weighing down people's moods. Xiao Ningning was robbed of her usual liveliness by this kind of weather, frequently curling up motionless in the arms of Wei Wuxian and the others.
In mid-July, just as Wei Wuxian woke up, he received a message transmission from Jiang Cheng saying that the little fellow Xiao Linting was now one hundred days old. They did not want to make a big fuss over the hundred-day banquet, just a simple meal with close friends and family. The date was set for three days later, and he invited Wei Wuxian and the others to come over early for some leisure, specifically mentioning an invitation for Wei Wuxian's friends as well.
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