Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Liu Tongguo was extremely proud: "This gift is mixed with my blood and sweat! Do you think it is precious? You must offer me three cups of tea first."

"Ah?" Feng Li scratched his head, because he really couldn't think of what gift Liu Tongguo would give him? It also involved his hard work. Wasn't he the old man who used to sell pots, pans, bowls and chopsticks in Dongshan Street Market? Why was he so mysterious now? This gift was nothing more than a red envelope for food and daily necessities. Would he take out an item that had been passed down through the ages?

But Fengli really wanted to know what this gift was. It was also mixed with Liu Tongguo's hard work. He looked at Liu Duan, hoping that he could remind her. But Liu Duan was drinking tea and smiling at her, as if he didn't know anything at all.

Helpless, it's just three cups of tea, so he brought the teapot and respectfully poured a cup of tea for Liu Tongguo: "Uncle Liu, Boss Liu, I, Fengli, offer you a cup of tea!"

Liu Tongguo picked up the cup of tea, blew on it again and again, and then drank it all in one gulp. He said a good word!

Fengli was very curious about what this proud gift was. He poured another cup respectfully: "Uncle Liu, Boss Liu, I, Fengli, would like to offer you another cup of fragrant tea!"

Liu Tongguo raised his eyebrows and paused for a moment. Fengli put down the teapot and offered the teacup on the table with both hands: "Dear Uncle Liu, Mr. Liu, please!"

Liu Tongguo took it with a smile, blew on it, drank it all in one gulp, nodded and praised: "Not bad! It tastes sweet! After all the bitterness comes the sweetness!" and put the small porcelain cup on the table.

Feng Li respectfully poured another cup of tea and offered it to him: "Dear Uncle Liu, I, Feng Li, would like to offer you another cup of fragrant tea. Thank you for your care, support and affirmation since we met!"

Liu Tongguo took the tea and drank it all. "Ah, it's so sweet! Have you guessed what the gift is?"

Fengli guessed it a little bit. The old man insisted on keeping it a secret: "It has something to do with the poems I wrote!"

"Hahaha, smart!" Liu Shiguo pointed at her. Then he took out a very exquisite book box from a special large bag on the table. "Open it and see if you like it?"

Fengli looked at the flying brush calligraphy on the box with shining eyes. She was overjoyed. She opened the box quickly and took out the thick book of poetry. It was heavy. It said "Three Hundred New Rhythm Poems" by Fengli, and the editor's note was Liu Tongguo.

"Old Liu, this gift is the best one of all my gifts! Thank you! You can't even make a collection of my poems! Three cups of tea are not enough for you!" Feng Li flipped through the book of poems, and the fragrance of the book passed by. She was so moved! She felt that it was a blessing for Liu Tongguan to do this for her.

Liu Tongguo took out a large brown paper envelope from the bag. "I didn't have time to tell you that my poetry collection was well received by poetry lovers from all over the country after it was published. I only printed a thousand copies! And they were sold out in three days."

He shook the cowhide envelope in his hand and said, "I put thirty of these three hundred songs into various competitions, and they all won first place. This is your prize money of one hundred thousand yuan for winning the first place! Keep it!"

It turns out that Liu Tongguo has done so many things for her during these days without showing up!

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten a penny! This hundred thousand is yours!" Okali pushed the cowhide envelope to him.

"Hey, I've already made money from the copyright. Take this 100,000 yuan! I hope you can keep up the good work. Publish a book of poetry like this every year! We'll both get some profit! How do you think?"

Feng Li narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Old Liu, you have a good plan!"

Fengli's father came over and picked up the heavy book. He looked at his daughter's name written on it. He flipped through the poetry collection and read again: "The east wind blows the flowers on the red trees again, and the branches are full of flowers inside and outside the courtyard. The spring morning is the most joyful, and the weaving girl returns to the sky."

Dad looked at Fengli and said, "When will you write this? Did you write this? I can't believe it!"

Fengli's mother limped over and looked at the poems in the book: "Hey, my daughter is more talented than me."

Fengli's father glanced at Fengli's mother and said, "Huh, huh, huh?! The good one is like you? The bad one is like me!"

When Fengli's father said this, everyone in the room laughed. Liu Tongguo stroked his short goat beard and laughed, "It's human nature, it's human nature! Don't blame me, don't blame me. But, all your children are good, there's no bad one, hahaha..." After that, everyone laughed again.

I didn't expect that people would still be competitive when they get old. This mentality seems to have returned to my childhood.

Fengli's parents stood up and smiled, "Sorry to make you laugh, Brother Liu. We are just the people of the mountain villages! It's rare that everyone is here today. You guys can have a good chat while Fengli's mom and I go cook! We have some good wine that I brewed today. Enjoy!"

"Okay, okay! Let me come too!" Liu Tongguo said as he was about to stand up.

Fengli quickly held him down: "Hey! Sit down and chat with us. Besides, there can only be two people standing in the kitchen. Are you going to be the pot? Hehe, you forgot that you are the pot."

"Hey! I can't cook in this pot!" Liu Tongguo glared at Feng Li.

"So!" Fengli poured another cup of tea: "You are only suitable for tea! Put some snacks in it."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed.

Wen Mosheng, Zhao Jindao walked up to Feng Li, picked up her poetry collection, and asked as he read it, "It's already been published! We have to support it too."

"If you want to support me, you have to wait until after the Chinese New Year." Liu Tongguo continued, "I hope Fengli will keep up the good work and write some more poems that can help inspire the general public!"

Liu Duan nodded and encouraged: "I believe Li Ge'er can do it."

Fengli's house was very lively at noon today. After dinner, Qinyi secretly took Fengli to the backyard.

"Brother Li, I have something to tell you."

Feng Li's lips dimpled: "What can't be said in front of everyone? Why are you so secretive? Are you pregnant?" Feng Li said this deliberately. Anyway, she didn't know.

As soon as Fengli said this, Qinyi's eyes turned red.

"What's wrong, sister-in-law! Did Brother Liu Duan bully you?" But this is impossible!

"No! Don't talk nonsense! How could Duanduan have the heart to bully me? I just wanted to tell you that I went to the hospital for a check-up."

Feng Li was shocked. Did her illness relapse? Impossible. This is a potion worth millions! So useless? She asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Qin Yi held back her tears and choked up, "I can't have children! What should I do?"

Fengli patted her chest and said: The baby was scared to death, she thought the disease had relapsed.

"This is a minor problem. When your body is well, you can have a tracheal baby. Science is so advanced that maybe with just one injection, a person can go from being infertile to being fertile. Don't worry about this minor thing. Just take care of your body! Nothing is impossible in this world."

Qin Yi was so depressed that she suddenly felt better after hearing what she said. "You are really good at making people happy!" She smiled with tears in her eyes and wiped away her tears.

Feng Li said, "I'm not kidding you, I'm telling you the truth! Just relax! Don't think about anything, just take care of your body. Do you understand? This is the most important thing!"