Siheyuan: Eastern Qigong Master

Aunt Qin didn't say anything. The matter was easy to handle, but the old man was neutral and hoped that the family would be happy and reunited.

The old man doesn't have any special skills, but his ideas are perfect. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the ability to do it.

I hope my descendants will be sensible and give in to me.

Ning Xiaoming has his own little universe and doesn't care about salary.

Question: Is someone like Karl Lagerfeld worth it?

Is it worth being filial without thinking?

Why should I let my wife and children suffer just because I am filial to her?

"Grandpa, you should go back and live with grandma and the others! We won't keep our wages for her. If grandma is unreasonable, I don't mind sending her to a mental hospital."

Ning Xiaoming knows that it is better to rely on himself than on others.

Aunt Qin had no way to deal with it because everyone’s positions were not clear enough and it was difficult to persuade the damned ghost with kind words.

The old man's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Ning Xiaoming to be so cruel. He didn't behave like the sensible and well-behaved grandson he used to be.

I felt very upset and thought Ning Xiaoming was ignorant.

The problem is that Ning Xiaoming possesses supernatural powers that can also help him practice.

He couldn't bear to leave his spouse because he wanted Ning Xiaoming to help him practice and walk hand in hand on the road to eternal life.

The idea is perfect, but the reality is so cruel.

"Xiaoming, are you really going to let your grandma fend for herself?"

Ning Xiaoming looked serious and sighed.

"Grandpa! Grandma and the others came here. Was it your idea?"

The old man nodded. He secretly sent a letter back and asked his wife to bring his family over.

As for the daughters, they were not considered.

After all, my daughter is married and I can’t care so much about her.

Like mother, like daughter, so the three daughters have the same personality as Karl Lagerfeld, shameless to the extreme.

The eldest daughter is the most arrogant and beats her younger siblings at every turn.

She is not welcome in her husband's family and is the old man's favorite child.

Unfortunately, the eldest daughter is no longer with us. She died of cancer due to her bad temper.

My eldest daughter, whom I love the most, is no longer around, so I didn’t consider having my daughters come as well.

Ning Xiaoming's family cannot accept the existence of one Old Buddha. If there are two more people like Old Buddha, how can Ning Xiaoming and his family survive?

It is these four women who make the family in chaos and destroy the family.

Yi Zhonghai was very disappointed with his father. He never dreamed that the arrival of his vicious mother was his father's intention.

If the old Buddha thought that they were suffering in Beijing, he would never come.

After all, the family receives the old man's pension every month, and lives a very comfortable life.

After all, with a pension of more than 30 yuan, one can eat meat every meal in the rural south. Why would one come to the old city to suffer?

The aunt sighed and said that after all, they were the younger generation and if they disobeyed their elders, they would be unfilial.

If I don't disobey my elders, will I let myself and my son and daughter-in-law suffer?

The aunt couldn't bear to see Ning Xiaoming and Qin Huairu suffer any injustice.

"I'm willing to compromise, not because I don't have a temper, but because I'm filial to my elders. If I let my son and daughter-in-law suffer injustice, I won't acknowledge them as elders."

The aunt showed a determined look. She had lost her son once, and she would not allow herself to lose him again this time. So she stood firm and would not compromise for the sake of filial piety.

"Wife, I support you and will definitely stand on your side." Yi Zhonghai also expressed his position.

"Grandma, you're the best. Boo!" Niu Niu threw herself into the arms of an old lady and kissed her face.

"Aunt, I support you. You are the best." Xiao Xia was ecstatic.

Ning Xiaoming and Qin Huairu said in unison.

"Mom, we support you."

The old lady smiled with relief and tears flowed down her face.

It was the first time I stood up in front of my elders, and I didn’t expect to get the support of my entire family.

"Grandpa, if you continue to act recklessly, you will lose all your loved ones. You have to solve the trouble you have caused by yourself." Aunt Qin warned the old man.

The old man sighed, his expression changing constantly.

Regret did not explain that Ning Xiaoming possessed supernatural powers, it only explained that Yi Zhonghai's small family income was six or seven times his, and every salary was higher than his, so coming to the city of Beijing was a blessing.

I repeatedly told my spouse to be nice to Ning Xiaoming and not to have a falling out with him, otherwise there would be consequences.

The old partner thought that she was the elder and did not believe that Yi Zhonghai and his wife would dare to cause trouble, so she insisted on having her own way and continued to do as she pleased, thinking that Yi Zhonghai and his wife could not escape her control and would definitely bow down to her.

Ning Xiaoming had an idea and installed a speaker in the living room.

The popular songs of the twentieth century appeared, and the fiasco ended.

I love you so hard

But you never cared

I know loving you is a mistake

Why do I still have no regrets for you?

I told myself not to cry anymore

Everyone showed a look of horror. They didn't expect Ning Xiaoming to sing such a moving song.

It is just the right emotional outlet for the moment.

"Dad! That's great! I want to sing too."

The mood at this moment, singing out loud, no matter how everyone sings, it is so moving and so beautiful.

"I want one too." Qin Huairu threw a coquettish glance at Ning Xiaoming, revealing all kinds of charm, very charming and making people's heart beat.

With a beautiful face, she is even more charming.

Aunt Qin also joined in the singing, trying to vent out her frustration.

Yi Zhonghai and his wife also joined in the singing.

One by one, they kept repeating the song of the tragic defeat.

All kinds of sad songs were played constantly.

There were pictures and lyrics on all four sides, and Ning Xiaoming took the lead in singing.

Everyone's blood was boiling and they were extremely excited.

Qin Huairu's eyelids were drooping. She was extremely excited and didn't want to rest. She still wanted to sing.

Every person's throat has been cleansed by spiritual energy, and the songs they sing are magnetic and beautiful. The songs they sing are simply the sound of nature.

The duet of love songs made Qin Huairu particularly happy.

Yi Zhonghai and his wife also went crazy. They sang love songs together, expressing their deep affection and even shed tears while singing.

The old man sang loudly, expressing the unchanging deep affection in his heart through his singing.

In the living room, the space was too narrow, so I sang, walked out of the hall, and into the air.

Ning Xiaoming is the god in the microcosm, so a screen appears in the air and the lyrics can be seen.

Ning Xiaoming led the singing. After hearing it once, everyone remembered it. Then everyone came out to sing.

No matter who sang, everyone applauded and cheered.

Everyone went crazy and vented out all the frustration in their hearts.

Ning Xiaoming started dancing. It was not until the 20th century that there appeared energetic songs and dances accompanied by beautiful songs.

On the big screen were images of Ning Xiaoming and the others, as well as the lyrics.

The pleasant dubbing and beautiful singing made everyone extremely excited, and they vented out the depression in their hearts and smiled happily.

The old man likes singing and hopes that such dances can be held frequently.