The start of the global recovery becomes the God of Luoshui River

Three days later, in the mansion of the River God.

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

Li San looked at a strange-looking moon cake in front of him, a bit dumbfounded.

"I'm so stupid, I've been teaching for a long time, what are you doing..." Li San looked at Tutu's work and felt a little disgusted.

On the other side, Tutu's hands were covered with dough, and there were nuts, sugar and other ingredients beside him. He tilted his head and looked at Li San, as if he didn't understand why his work was so ugly.

Li San was about to give up this failed work, shook his head, and was going to teach Tutu again to make another piece, and he must make it look better.

There was a feeling in my heart, and there was a feeling in the bookshelf.

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

"Whoosh!"

A ray of light flew over and slowly floated in front of Li San, it was Shan Baoji.

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

The good newsletter started to turn the 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 39 years ago...

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

In this philanthropic booklet, there are very long and detailed records about the two of them. Different from the past, it is not how many people they have saved or how many virtues they have accumulated, but only the life history of their family.

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

After reading the information about the two, Li San closed the good newsletter.

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

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

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

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

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

Li San in 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 hair behind his shoulders also fluttered.

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

"That's Lan Juxiang."

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

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

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

......

Lan Juxiang was drying the washed clothes and the sofa quilt cover on the balcony. When she picked up some of the clothes, the old man's face suddenly changed.

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

In Lan Juxiang's sight, there was a tear on a small shawl and a pair of trousers.

The shawl belongs to my daughter-in-law Xie Yali, and the striped trousers belong to my son Wang Bin. They are very thin clothes.

The crack on the top was broken at the seam of the thread. It seemed that he washed it with too much force when he washed it by hand, and it seemed to be torn, but now she discovered the crack on the top.

"Mom? What's the matter?" Wang Bin just walked out of the kitchen with a plate of washed fruit, and he couldn't help asking when he saw his mother's strange behavior.

"Son...Son, there are two clothes that are open." Lan Juxiang turned around, holding the clothes in her hand.

Wang Bin was slightly taken aback, "The clothes are rotten?"

"Mom, which clothes are rotten?" Sitting in the living room with her slender legs crossed together, Xie Yali asked casually.

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

There was a deep shame on the old man's face, "It's all my fault. It should be that I accidentally tore the clothes with too much force."

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

In the past three days, she always seemed to do wrong things and cause trouble.

Wiping the table, I accidentally knocked over the porcelain beside the table and broke it.

While 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 dishes was not cleaned, and there was still liquid detergent in it, so she put it in the cupboard.

When making soup, I didn't notice that there was water on the ground, and I overturned a pot of chicken soup, and the kitchen floor was dirty... Quick Eyes Read Novels_www.bookcu.com

Chapter 214 Vicious thoughts, femme fatale

These days, the old man always seems to be doing more harm than good.

Thinking of everything that happened in the past few days, Lan Juxiang's apology deepened.

The old man looked like a child who had done something wrong, with a very remorseful expression on his face.

She remembered that she was already very careful, but bad things still happened one after another. She felt that her old eyes were dim, and she was only causing trouble to her son.

"Binbin, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to..." Lan Juxiang whispered.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Wang Bin immediately comforted his mother, "Mom, don't do this, it's just two clothes, and..."

Before Wang Bin finished speaking, Xie Yali's voice sounded immediately, "Let me see which dress it is? Isn't this the limited edition dress I bought last time?"

Xie Yali got up from the sofa and brushed her hair from the back, "Wang Bin, this is the limited edition I bought last time. It cost several thousand, and I only wore it once the day before yesterday. What a pity."

Xie Yali looked at the shawl in Lan Juxiang's hand, with a regretful expression on her face, but her voice trailed off afterward, as if she felt that what she said was a bit too much, and she shouldn't be chattering about a piece of clothing.

Then, Xie Yali smiled harmlessly, and pretended to comfort her, "Mom, don't worry, this dress is already very thin, I think if I wash it, the thread will come apart."