Logically speaking, he has only been away for a month, why is it so messy everywhere, there are even mice scurrying around in the corner?

"That... Don't blame my wife, I'll go clean it right away..." Lin Huan was a little embarrassed, he should have thought of this situation a long time ago.

Don't talk about doing XXOO things now, it's not bad if you don't get pneumoconiosis if you stay any longer.

Just when Lin Huan was about to get the cleaning tool, Shang Lan took it into his arms, pressed it on his barren hill, and comforted him: "No need, husband, I didn't expect you to live like this before. Don't worry if you live in such a poor life, with me here, you will definitely rule the world in the future and stand proudly outside the world..."

With tears in the corners of Shang Lan's eyes, he kept talking.

Looking at the motherly behavior of his wife, Shang Lan, Lin Huan really wanted to say that his life was not that miserable.

Not to mention this [-]-square-meter house, even if he lived in the small dwelling before crossing, he lived well.

After all, in the past, he was a squat at home, as long as he had access to the Internet, food and drink, he was basically satisfied.

It's a pity that Shang Lan doesn't know this very well.

To her, the entire neighborhood can only be considered a dwelling, let alone a mere one, it's a pain in the ass!

For a while, Shang Lan's thinking changed even more.

"It's no wonder my husband loves money a lot. I will definitely raise him in vain and fat, with at least ten pieces on him, no! One hundred pieces of imperial weapons!"

Lin Huan didn't know Shang Lan's specific thoughts, but he had an intuition in his heart that he seemed to take off in the future.

Shang Lan comforted Lin Huan for a while.

Lin Huan was also happy in the beauty's arms, smelling the faint fragrance of his wife's body openly and aboveboard, but his head was a little flustered.

It would have been better if it had been a little more choppy.

At this moment, Lin Huan couldn't help but recall the magnificent and proud figure in his sea of ​​consciousness when he received the inheritance of divine thoughts.

After a while, Shang Lan let go of Lin Huan, looked at the messy room and said, "Honey, stand still and watch mine."

After saying that, I saw Shang Lansu lightly waved his hand, and a stream of blue light swept across the room, making everything it passed spotless.

In just a few breaths, every room, inside and out, became clean.

Lin Huan couldn't help feeling sincerely: "Spells and such are really convenient."

"This is just an ordinary method of cleaning objects. If my husband wants to learn it, I will teach it." Shang Lan looked at Lin Huan with a smile.

She just likes the surprised look of her little husband.

"I must learn when I have time." Lin Huan replied seriously.

As a "lazy person", he used to have a lot of daydreams like YY and suddenly being able to get "one-key cleaning".

But now, I never thought that these things would become a reality.

This spotless feeling is very good, every corner is not missed.

Although Lin Huan usually cleans diligently, he has never cleaned so meticulously before.

At this time, Shang Lan also saw the furnishings in Lin Huan's room clearly, and began to fiddle with them curiously.

From the fully immersive soft sofa suitable for salted fish paralysis, to TV, refrigerator, air conditioner, washing machine...

After a while, Shang Lan, who is the hostess of this house, thought that she had mastered all the circumstances of this small house.

But at this moment, Lin Huan suddenly turned on the TV.

Swish!

The sudden bright light made Shang Lan, who was right next to the TV, vigilant.

Coincidentally, what is being shown on TV right now is a fierce arena match between reincarnators.

The real sword, light and sword almost rushed out of the screen.

"He Fangxiao is young, looking for death!" Shang Lan's expression became angry, and he was about to smash the TV and the wall behind him with his fist.

Seeing this, Lin Huan quickly stopped and said, "Wait a minute! This is not true, my wife, stop!"

"Boom!" Shang Lan stopped in time, but the force of his fist was still blowing, causing the TV on the wall to wobble, and two fixing screws fell off.

Lin Huan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his wife can send and receive freely, otherwise he might have to move to another place tonight.

After stopping, Shang Lan also noticed the clue.

Those seem to be neither "real people" nor soul attacks, but some kind of photo-taking artifacts similar to communication jade cards.

"This is a TV, a household appliance used to understand the outside world, and everything inside is not dangerous..." Lin Huan tried to explain to Shang Lan in his own words.

At the same time, he patiently taught her how to use the TV?

It didn't take long for the clever Shang Lan to learn that the remote control made it easy, much better than Lin Huan back then.

Sure enough, the learning ability of the strong is not covered.

Just when Shang Lan was experiencing the fun of switching channels, a face that made Lin Huan feel familiar suddenly flashed past the TV.

Since it was just a hasty glance, it was hard for Lin Huan to make a judgment.

But even so, he couldn't help but think of someone.

"I hope it's not such a coincidence."

Lin Huan also quickly mentioned to Shang Lan: "Honey, come back."

……

[Author's Digression]: Ask for a bank note, ask for a bank note, ask for a bank note!

Chapter 53: Inquiries Before Rescue

"En." Shang Lan responded, and then switched the channel back.

Lin Huan finally saw the face on the screen clearly.

"Zhang Hu! Is it really him?" Lin Huan didn't know what to say.

He clearly reminded this grandson before, but now...

"Oh." Lin Huan shook his head.

Forget it, as long as the grandson is still alive.

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