Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

She just saw Wang Bin coming upstairs, and she wanted to come up and ask how Wang Bin had talked about cooperation. Didn't she know that she heard a mother and son talking when she reached the top of the stairs.

"Huh." Xie Yali glanced mockingly at the bathroom and left quietly.

She wanted to tell her father about this, and asked her father's opinion.

Xie Yali's originally exquisite facial features were a bit distorted, and her heart roared wildly, like a lioness about to get angry.

Wang Bin, do you doubt me? What are you?

Without me, Xie Yali, where would you Wang Bin move bricks now? Your family is still playing in the mud in the countryside. Can you Wang Bin live today?

Xie Yali's complexion was extremely ugly, and the towering pair was constantly shaking with anger.

Then, thinking of what the Queen Mother said, a smile appeared on Xie Yali's face.

Old stuff, you are quite interesting, saying that I have not asked you.

Xie Yali was very satisfied with Wang Bin's mother's attitude. From the first day Wang Bin's mother came, she did not explicitly ask her to do anything.

But secretly, Xie Yali always treated Wang Bin's mother with a superior attitude, such as living in the utility room without windows.

Xie Yali told Wang Bin's mother in private that there was good feng shui there, and she also scorned a fortune-telling statement, saying that the elders lived there to be able to turn around and give birth to sons.

At the same time, Xie Yali also implicitly mentioned how many friends she has, and that she might stay for a few nights and so on.

These statements made Wang Bin's mother understand, and the honest elderly asked to live in the utility room.

Thinking that Wang Bin's mother was as rustic as a hillbilly, Xie Yali's eyes flashed with disgust and ridicule.

"Wait, you should die in a few years..."

"No, I should think of a way to let her take the initiative to leave and go back to her old country house to raise chickens..."

"..."

Xie Yali thought quickly, her eyes gleaming with unknown colors.

......

Three days later, inside the river **** mansion.

Tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, and it is also the annual Mid-Autumn Festival.

Li San looked at the strange-looking mooncake in front of him, a little bit dumbfounded.

"I'm really stupid. I have been teaching for a long time. What is it doing..." Li San looked at Tutu's work, feeling a little disgusted by himself.

On the other side, Tutu had his hands full of dough, with nuts and sugar and other ingredients beside him. He tilted his head and looked at Li San, as if he didn't understand how ugly his work was.

Li San was about to abandon this failed work, shook his head, and prepared to re-teach the picture and make another piece. It must be done well.

Feeling in my heart, there was a feeling in the bookshelf.

Li San turned his head and looked at the bookshelf in the Sun Moon Hall.

"Whoo!"

A stream of light flew, slowly floating in front of Li San, it was the book of good news.

Then, the flour and other substances in Li San's hands disappeared, and a pair of jade-like palms stretched out and took the book of good news.

The Good Newsletter began to turn pages automatically, and stopped at a certain page.

Line after line of small print appeared on this page.

Wang Bin, Lan Juxiang.

Lan Juxiang, a native of Jincheng Village, Luoshui City, gave birth to Wang Bin thirty-nine years ago....

On this page, all news about Lan Juxiang and Wang Bin emerged.

In this good newsletter, the record of the two is very long and detailed. Unlike the past, the two are not about how many people they have saved or how much virtue they have accumulated, but some are just the past of their family.

Tutu tilted his head and looked at Li San who was watching the good newsletter. After a long time, Li San sighed slightly.

After reading the information about the two, Li San closed the book of good news.

Looking at the three big characters in the good newsletter, Li San remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, Li San looked at Tutu on the side and said with a smile, "Tutu, today I will teach you a four-character idiom, "Respect the old and be kind"..."

........

As night fell, the lights in Luoshui city were dimmed, neon bursts, and the streets began to be so lively, with cars coming and going.

Just like a city that never sleeps, people's nightlife also begins after nightfall. People gather in the streets in twos and threes, doing their own things, and enjoying the good time after the end of the day.

No one could see the people on the street. The two silhouettes disappeared in a flash, shuttled in the night sky, and finally landed on the roof of a building.

Li San, wearing a blue robe, appeared on the roof of a building in Qingruiyuan Community. The blue robe on his body was swaying in the wind, and the blue silk behind his shoulders was also floating.

Li San stared at the opposite house, and in his sight, an old woman with gray hair was on the balcony.

"That is Lan Juxiang."

In the wind, a dusty and elegant voice sounded, and then dissipated in the wind.

Next to Li San, Tutu wearing an origami coat also followed Li San's gaze to look at the old woman on the balcony.

Tutu's big empty eyes blinked, as if thinking about the meaning of the four-character idiom that Li San had taught him before. The night wind blew through and the origami coat hunted and hunted, as if it would be blown away at any time.

......

Lan Juxiang was drying the washed clothes and sofa covers on the balcony. When he picked up some of these clothes, the old man's color suddenly changed.

"This, how can this be good..."

In Lan Juxiang's sight, a small shawl and a pair of trousers were cracked.

The shawl belonged to his daughter-in-law Xie Yali, and the striped pants belonged to his son Wang Bin's clothes. They were all very thin clothes.

The crack on the top was broken at the suture of the line. It seemed that he used too much force when washing by hand, and it was ripped apart, but now she found the crack on the top.

"Mom? What's the matter?" Wang Bin just walked out of the kitchen with a plate of washed fruits, and he couldn't help but say when he saw the strangeness of his mother.

"Son... Son, two pieces of clothes have opened their mouths." Lan Juxiang turned around, holding the clothes in her hands.

Wang Bin was taken aback for a moment, "The clothes are rotten?"

"Mom, which clothes are rotten?" Xie Yali asked casually, sitting in the living room with a pair of slender legs put together.

Lan Juxiang immediately walked over with the two clothes in her hand, and showed them to her son and Xie Yali.

There was a deep shame on the old man's face, "It's all to blame, it should be because I was not careful and broke the clothes with excessive force."

At this moment, the old man's heart was full of apologies, and she herself began to blame herself.

In the past three days, she always seemed to be doing wrong things and causing trouble.

I wiped the table and accidentally knocked the porcelain on the side of the table and broke it.

When mopping the floor, I accidentally touched a handicraft that my daughter-in-law liked and broke it.

When washing the dishes, she didn't notice that one of the bowls was not cleaned, and there was detergent water in it, so she put it in the cupboard.

I didn’t notice the water on the ground when I was making the soup. I overturned a pot of chicken soup and the kitchen floor was dirty.....