dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The deaf mother-in-law loves the child the most, seeing Liao Ping's embarrassment, she hastily offered words of comfort.

"Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. How can you be good at everything? It's almost enough."

"Oh, by the way, Liao Ping, have you already been hungry after traveling all the way? Grandma will cook something delicious for you."

After finishing speaking, the deaf mother-in-law ignored everyone's dissuasion and insisted on cooking herself.

We dare not make the old man angry, that is to say, we can only let it go.

However, Zhao Fei's mother, Zhang Chaoniang, and Chen Daji's mother have been waiting around in the kitchen, plus Hu Fei'er and Chan Ruyu...

Fortunately, the kitchen is big enough after the courtyard is newly built, otherwise it really wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people.

But having said that, don't we ordinary people live by being popular?

Only when there are many people can it be lively and have the atmosphere of home......

While the kitchen was busy, the yard was not idle either. Chen Fuzheng was educating his silly son with earnest words.

"Big plan, what grandma said just now was just to comfort you, you know?"

"There are really people in this world who have no weaknesses, like Xiao Jiu."

"So you can't be complacent..."

Speaking of this, Chen Fu suddenly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, a serious slip of the tongue!

As far as Chen's virtue is concerned, he has something to be proud of!

Looking at all human beings, they must be at the bottom... After thinking about it, Chen Fu couldn't help feeling a little disheartened.

Think about it too, is there any parent in the world who doesn't expect their son to become a dragon and their daughter to become a phoenix.

Chen has always been big-hearted, and he didn't notice the change in his father's mood at all, and he continued to question Liao Ping on his own.

"Little Pingzi, you didn't sneak back by yourself, did you? My family doesn't know about it at all, just like us playing hooky from school."

Hearing this sentence, Liao Ping became a little anxious, after all, this matter involved lying.

"Boss Chen, when did I lie to you and Boss Hua! I really didn't sneak back by myself."

"If you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, I have evidence!"

After Liao Ping finished speaking, he borrowed the car key from Chen Fu to open the trunk.

(In 90s cars, most of the trunks are opened with car keys, which is different from now.)

Then, while everyone was stunned, they kept taking things out with big bags and small bags.

Because there are so many things, a lot of them are placed in the back seat of the car.

"Fuck, little bottle, what are you doing? Moving house?"

"Come to live in our house, won't you leave in the future?!"

With the help of everyone...especially Chang Ba Ye, a lot of things were moved to the yard and randomly thrown on the concrete floor.

Only then did Liao Ping answer.

"Boss Chen, I'm not moving. These are gifts from the master, as well as things for my self-defense."

"A gift for us? And something for your self-defense?" Chen, who was never polite, opened the broken sack thrown at his feet.

In an instant, green steam overflowed, almost covering the entire village.

Someone Chen didn't know the goods, looked at the "things" in the broken sack and asked stupidly: "What are these small bottles?"

"A bag full of papers? Why are you carrying it all the way..."

The scourge is blind, but as a treasure hunter, Chang Baye knows the goods.

Looking at the stack of papers in a sack, the big eyeballs almost flew out and fell to the ground and shattered, and even stuttered when speaking.

"Little bottle... Daoist Liao, if Ba Ye and I... Xiao Ba, I'm not mistaken, this sack is a talisman of the celestial master, right?"

"Except for the ancestor celestial master, there are all celestial masters in the past..."

Liao Ping was as big-hearted as Chen, so he didn't pay attention to Chang Baye's appearance at all, and answered calmly, indifferently, and as a matter of course.

"Yes, both of them."

"If I didn't think it was too heavy, I would have prepared three sacks for me."

As the saying goes: when a crouching dragon haunts, there must be a young phoenix. Liao Ping's words made Chen feel the same.

"No, a sack of paper is too heavy, just like our textbooks."

"Oh, mom, when I helped the teacher move the new book last time, I didn't see many things, but I was dead. I'm not exhausted!"