Ancestor: The nanny was thrown out of the house at the beginning

Chapter 1 My Adoptive Father...

Three hours ago, a sanitation worker found an old man under the bridge.

The old man was dressed in rags, his eyes were dull, and he looked like a patient with Parkinson's disease.

The sanitation workers made inquiries to no avail, so they tweeted helplessly, hoping to use the influence of the Internet to find the children of the elderly as soon as possible.

Originally it was a trivial matter, thrown in the vast network like a drop of sea water, which could not stir up any waves at all, but the neighbor of this sanitation worker happened to be a big V with more than 200 million fans, and when she reposted it, it affected everyone. Immediately the force was different.

This matter was immediately spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and hundreds to thousands, and within 10 minutes, it was on Douyin's hot search list.

The title is: The Ancient Rare Old Man Is Abandoned—I Have No Choice But To Die.

Coupled with the huge photo of the old man, a huge wave suddenly surged.

Netizens showed their talents, some contributed money and efforts to arrange welfare homes for the elderly, some contacted the household registration to check the information of the elderly, some checked the sky to find the route for the elderly to come to Bincheng, and some used their own network to investigate the elderly children.

The keyboard warriors also rushed to see the needles, and played their true colors as trolls.

Damn, even if you don't want your own father, you are still a person.

Damn, the old man's children are simply beasts.

It's too cruel to pinch mom what the girls are doing here.

If you find someone, sue them, this kind of beast should be put in prison...

When everyone was working on the mic passionately, the old man was already lying on the hospital bed in the orphanage.

In the face of all kinds of reporters putting on a show and the cameras of many nurses, the old man still looked at a loss.

An hour later, everyone finally gave up. The old man had severe dementia and couldn't remember anything. Anyway, a kind person had already paid the money for half a year, so let's talk about the future.

Just as everyone withdrew, the old man's sluggish eyes suddenly became clear.

Looking at the surrounding environment again, the old man's face gradually became gloomy.

He finally remembered.

His name is Song Haotian, he is a long-lived person, he was once Qin Shihuang's secret agent, he was also a fearsome general, he was a rich man who helped the world and saved the people, and he was also a barefoot doctor who saved all living beings.

In the long 5000 years, Song Haotian has countless identities and thousands of disciples, and he has truly become a person with thousands of faces.

In the previous years, Song Haotian had been relying on his tyrannical strength to resist the punishment of the Heavenly Dao, and maintained his unchanged appearance. However, after 500 years, he suddenly got tired. Since then, he no longer resisted the Heavenly Dao, and followed the natural law. Entering the five decays of heaven and man, feeling the birth, old age, sickness and death in the world.

However, every 70 years, he will rejuvenate once. At this time, according to the 70-year reincarnation, there are only three months left, so he has temporary clarity.

Thinking back on this reincarnation, Song Haotian couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile.

Ten years ago, when he was 59, he hired an honest and loyal nanny. The nanny brought three children. Because Song Haotian was in good condition and lived alone all the time, they all moved into Song Haotian's [-]-square-meter apartment. mansion.

In the beginning, everything was fine. For the sake of money, the nanny's family respected Song Haotian very much. However, as time went by, people's hearts gradually became biased.

Seeing that Song Haotian was getting old and becoming more and more confused, several people directly occupied the mansion and kicked out this burden.

For the past three months, Song Haotian has been relying on the charity of passers-by for a living, until he was discovered by sanitation workers...

The past was vivid in his mind, and Song Haotian's expression became more and more cold. He sat up slowly, and the next second, he lay down again with a bang. His clear eyes just now became cloudy again...

There is still a month's time limit before he can regain his nirvana. If he doesn't rely on tyrannical strength to resist, even a demigod like Song Haotian can't resist...

online.

The great gods from all walks of life are still busy with the old man's family.

Finally, an expert searched out one of the old man's daughters, who turned out to be the popular girl group singer Shen Xingyi.

This piece of news was like a heavy bomb, detonating the entire network in an instant.

Shen Xingyi's studio, including the company she belongs to, and the TV station for the talent show, were all attacked indiscriminately, and those who were bombed were thrown off their feet in an instant.

For a player who is about to debut and is extremely popular, this news is very likely to ruin her bright future.

At this time, Shen Xingyi was sitting in the dressing room, going crazy.

"Song Haotian, this bastard, why isn't he dead? Didn't he already send him out of Bincheng? Why did he come back? Are you all shit eaters? What happened?"

Opposite, sat Shen Xingyi's eldest sister, Shen Yueying.

The little girl in the supermarket back then has now grown into a chain boss worth tens of millions relying on Song Haotian's wealth.

"How do I know, this matter is done by the eldest brother, he must be thinking of picking up women again, so he just threw this old guy away at any place."

Shen Xingyi's elder brother suddenly became unhappy. He puffed out a mouthful of cigarettes and said cursingly: "I dragged him to Yun'an City, who knows how this old bastard got back, damn it, three months Now, the old bastard is not dead, life is hard enough."

Seeing her elder brother swallowing clouds and fog, Shen Xingyi felt even more annoyed, and snatched the cigarette away.

"What else can I do besides smoking you? Hurry up and find a way. If I don't make my debut, the 500 million I gave to the TV station will be wasted."

"If you have anything to think about, just kill him if you can't."

Shen Xingyi kicked him angrily. "Now eight hundred pairs of eyes are staring at that bastard. If you want to make a move, doesn't it mean that you are not calling yourself?"

"Then what should we do?" Shen Lu obviously has no brains.

Just when Shen Xingyi was about to throw something again, Sister Shen suddenly stood up.

"I have an idea, but I just need to wrong you."

Shen Xingyi's eyes lit up.

"What kind of idea, as long as you can please that old man, let alone a grievance, it's fine to let me lose a piece of meat."

Sister Shen smiled viciously, and whispered in her ear: "As long as you act like this, not only will you gain a lot of sympathy, but you can also make that old guy forever..."

An hour later, Sea Entertainment held an emergency press conference.

Shen Xingyi walked up to the podium with red eyes.

"My friends, I believe you have all heard about my adoptive father. First of all, I would like to say sorry to everyone, because my family affairs occupy public resources, but I still want to clarify..."

Shen Xingyi wiped away tears and continued: "It's not that I don't support my father, it's really because... because he's a beast..."

A tear fell, and the reporters in the audience were in an uproar.

(End of this chapter)