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

At this time, a nearly seventy-year-old grandmother is respectfully placing tributes on the case table.

This tribute is the cake she made early this morning.

There are many sliced ​​fruits and cream on top.

"Hmm! This cake is so delicious, it tastes exactly like the Aili cake I've eaten!" Li San thought to himself after taking a sip of the cake's aroma.

At that time, before he traveled, he loved to eat the cake of the Ai Li brand, but unfortunately he never had it again after traveling back to the Tang Dynasty.

Li San has made countless researches on making cakes, but his skills are not good enough, and all of them ended in failure.

Compared with the time travelers in those novels, Li San is not so outrageous when he frequently engages in industry and even creates advanced steam engines, airplanes and cannons.

The only thing that can be done is to use the IQ of a future generation to benefit the people of the Tang Dynasty and cultivate talents.

"This tribute, I can taste it!" Li San put aside his thoughts and continued to look at the cake on the table.

The gods don't need to eat the tribute, they only need to smell it to achieve the same effect.

Otherwise, the sudden appearance of a row of tooth marks on each of the tributes would definitely shock the mortals.

"Grandpa River God, bless my grandson with a speedy recovery, bless me with a long life, bless my son and daughter-in-law..."

Li San was about to enjoy the cake, but the grandma made a lot of wishes, which made Li San stunned.

"You old woman, are you too greedy? How can I satisfy so many wishes with just one bite of your cake?"

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Chapter 21 Return Your Wish

After just eating a bite of cake, the old woman made a series of wishes, which made Li Sanyi dumbfounded for a while.

Then Li San saw a four-year-old child next to the old woman.

The child's complexion was a little pale, and Li San discovered at a glance that the child had chronic pneumonia.

The child is still young and cannot use many medicines. Even if the disease is treated with modern medical conditions, it is not easy to cure.

"Ahem!" Inadvertently, the child opened his mouth and coughed twice more easily.

"Little guy! Congenital chronic pneumonia should be the root cause of your mother's disease during pregnancy." Li San looked at the little boy and said.

But the little boy couldn't see Li San at all.

Only children under eighteen months old can see Li San.

"Since I ate your grandma's cake, I will help her make a wish come true." Li San moved his fingers, and a golden light flashed into the little boy's chest.

Immediately, the hidden disease in the little boy's lungs disappeared, and his face became rosy.

After Li San finished all this, he stepped forward to look at the other pilgrims.

Among the people queuing outside the door, there are men and women, and some are still watching small videos.

Out of curiosity, Li San also stepped forward to watch it, and found some interesting jokes.

The little boy was cured of his hidden illness by the golden light of Li San's merit, and his lungs were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, he also felt itchy in his chest, and subconsciously stretched out his small hand to scratch his chest.

"Little Chengzi, are you not feeling well?" The old woman turned to look at the little boy when she heard the child's movements.

The little boy shook his head, "Grandma! I feel itchy in my chest."

While speaking, his face also slowly returned to rosy.

"Hey! Do you have a cold, Little Chengzi?" Seeing the grandson whose face turned rosy, the old woman immediately touched the little boy's forehead.

"Strange thing! Is your body temperature normal?" Just when the old woman was puzzled, the little boy looked at the cake on the desk and said, "Grandma, I want to eat it!"

"Grandson, be good! It's dedicated to Grandpa River God. You can eat it after the contribution is over."

Listening to the old woman's words, the little boy nodded sensibly.

Fearing that something might happen to her grandson again, the old woman quickened her movements, wrapped some incense ashes, and stuffed a hundred-yuan bill into the merit box.

As the saying goes, praying to gods and worshiping Buddha requires distraction. Every time the old woman comes, she will put money in the merit box to support the construction of the temple.

"Little Chengzi, let's go home!" After finishing all the work, the old woman put away the tribute on the case table.

Seeing the longing look on Xiao Chengzi's face, the old woman shook her head, dug out a small spoonful of butter and fed it to her grandson.

"Pfft!" I saw that Xiao Chengzi just ate a mouthful, and then quickly vomited it into the trash can.

"Grandma! Is this butter so unpalatable?" Xiao Chengzi stuck out her tongue and said in a childish voice.

"Ah?" The old woman was startled, but she got up to make it before dawn today.

This cream is whipped with top quality cream, how can it be tasteless?

With an expression of disbelief, the old woman dug another piece and put it in her mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah!" The cream tasted like it was chewing wax, and it didn't feel silky or sweet at all.

"Little Chengzi, go back and grandma will make it for you again!" The old woman has never seen such a weird thing, and she has never missed a cake before.

Could it be that she got up too early today, and there was a problem in a certain link?

Or is she in the wrong posture for making the cake?

"No, why don't you sneeze, Xiao Chengzi?" Although the old woman was surprised that there was something wrong with the cake, she suddenly realized that it had been a long way, and Xiao Chengzi hadn't even sneezed.

"Grandma! I feel like I'm fine, I don't seem to want to sneeze!" The little boy touched his chest and said solemnly.

"This..." The old woman did not believe in evil, and checked the little boy's physical condition again.

But she couldn't see anything wrong when she turned it over and over.

Suddenly, she stared at the tasteless cake in her hand, then at her ruddy grandson, and a strange thought came to her mind.

The old woman looked back at the He Temple while walking. The pennant was flying outside the temple, exuding a strong scent of incense.

"Grandpa River God has appeared, smelling the fragrance and knowing things..."

"Little Chengzi was definitely blessed by Grandpa River God, and he recovered from his illness..."

The old woman muttered as she walked, remembering the legend her grandma told her when she was a child.