On the top of the mountain, a stone palace floats in the clouds, majestic and gorgeous.

There was a red light all around, surrounded by an invisible cover.

A cardboard box was placed in front of the tall gate, and the gate was opened with a heavy sound.

A small round head popped out, looked left and right a few times, then hugged the cardboard box back.

"Master, there is really a tribute!" A five or six-year-old boy ran into the palace excitedly holding a cardboard box.

On the throne above the main hall, a red-haired man in a long-breasted gown leaned half of his body on one armrest, with one leg stepping on the blanket on the ground and the other leg resting on the armrest.

The collar is half open, the toga reaches the floor, and the eyes are squinting with a lazy look.

There are two thin snakes coiled on the long red hair, they are constantly swimming around, spitting out snake letters from time to time, showing their fangs.

There is a majestic fire dragon coiled at the feet, its long body surrounds the entire chair, the dragon head stops at the man's hand, its eyes are like copper bells, and it is frightening to raise it even slightly.

"What are you making such a fuss about? My tributes are piled up like a mountain. Why is this happening?" The man frowned in displeasure.

The little boy blinked: "Master, but we haven't received the tribute for a long, long time..."

The man raised his finger, and a ball of flames hit the boy's feet, and the boy shut up immediately.

The fire dragon moved its body slightly.

"Bring it up."

The little boy hurried forward and handed the cardboard box to the man.

The carton was tightly bound with transparent glue. With a light wave of the man's slender index finger, a small flame split the carton in half, but the contents inside were intact.

There are many boxes in the box, except for one box which is bigger, the others are about the width of the palm.

"So many of them are mobile phones?! The newly promoted Goddess is very good."

Xiaotong was very happy, but after a closer look, he found that it was not the case.

"What is the charger?" The child picked up a cardboard box and was very curious when he saw the words on it.

The man hooked his fingers, and the topmost paper floated in front of his eyes.

"The current little gods are really not as good as the previous generation, and the writing is so ugly."

The man was very disgusted when he saw the words on it, but he read the contents carefully.

"Electricity, Internet..."

The heat in the palace was rising slowly, the boy stared wide-eyed, it was over, the master was angry!

How can such a violent master tolerate things in the world, but they don't have them in the temple.

Huolong winked at Xiaotong, and Xiaotong understood, and quickly opened a box with a mobile phone on it, revealing the contents and handing it to the man.

"Master! This should be the mobile phone that the land said! It looks very special and completely different from the previous world!"

The man raised his eyes, his attention was attracted by the mobile phone, and the temperature around him gradually dropped.

"Hmph, what's the difference? It's just some fancy stuff, and it's useless except to take up space."

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"Mom, you bought it back so soon?"

Du Jiaoyang was surprised, Qi Xiumei came back with her things as soon as she went out, she didn't have enough time to walk to the vegetable market.

Taking a closer look, Qi Xiumei's clothes were a little wrinkled, and she looked a little embarrassed, Du Jiaoyang was taken aback.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, it's okay, I just met Hongfei's mother when I arrived at the gate of the community. She insisted on bringing me the shrimp at home. After pushing and pushing for a long time, my clothes were almost torn."

Du Jiaoyang went to pick it up, and was surprised to see the big lobster inside when he opened the bag.

"This kind of big lobster is very expensive. Why are you doing them a favor by giving us such an expensive gift?"

Qi Xiumei often helps people because of her work relationship, and she is very popular, and she is often stuffed by people.

Generally, it is not expensive, it is food or special products made by oneself.

Qi Xiumei would return whatever she had, and had a good relationship with her neighbors.

"No, this shrimp was sent by Hongfei's father's company, and their family doesn't eat it. I have to send them money later, and she must have not ordered it after I transferred money through WeChat."

"Aunt Wang is still so polite?"

Du Jiaoyang was deeply impressed by Aunt Wang. When he was a child, his family would give him red envelopes during the Spring Festival.

But every time Qi Xiumei gave the red envelope to their son, she would push and push for a long time, and it seemed like a fight every time.

"Isn't it? If I knew she had shrimps, I shouldn't have told her that we ate shrimps. It would definitely take me a long time to give money later!" Qi Xiumei was extremely annoyed, she looked in the mirror and slapped her thigh fiercely.

"Ouch, my clothes are going to tear!"

Du Jiaoyang couldn't help laughing: "If you don't go to the old one, you won't get the new one. Tomorrow you can use the money I gave you to buy a new one."

"How can I spend my money without warming it up? If I can't save money, I will drink the northwest wind." Qi Xiumei gave him an angry look.

Seeing that his mother was going to start educating him again, Du Jiaoyang quickly changed the subject: "Why doesn't Aunt Wang and his family eat this shrimp?"

"Speaking of this, it's even more ridiculous. Your Aunt Wang said that Xia is going backwards. I'm afraid that Hongfei will also go backwards and not improve if he gets his grades."

"Ah? What else is there to say?"

"It's also the first time I've heard of it. It's said that I watched a TV show that said that foreigners have this particularity."

"What a mess, it sounds like nonsense. Their family is too devilish." Du Jiaoyang couldn't laugh or cry: "Even if Hong Fei is not allowed to eat it, they can eat it themselves."

"They said they wanted to set an example for their children and lead by example." Qi Xiumei couldn't help complaining about the family.

"If you ask me, their family takes care of their children too much and places too much emphasis on academic performance.

Hong Fei was only in his freshman year of high school this year, and the couple were already nervous.Hongfei couldn't go to bed until one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, and woke up at six o'clock the next day. The couple's wages were used to hire tutors for the children, take remedial classes and so on. "

"This is too miserable!"

Du Jiaoyang was amazed. He also vaguely knew that Aunt Wang's family was very strict with the children.

When other children ran out to play, he was either attending remedial classes or doing homework. He had never been seen to come out to play.

Wu Hongfei is an old man like him, but the education methods of the two families are completely different.

"Isn't it? Your Uncle Wu was delayed because he couldn't go to school because of his poor grades, so he always hoped that Hongfei could fulfill his wish and hope that his son would become a dragon."

"How is Hongfei's grades?"

"It doesn't seem to be very good. The high school they went to was pretty bad, so they were even more anxious."

"That can't be pushed too much. It's not worth the loss if something goes wrong later."

"I've already said the truth, they go in one ear and out the other." Qi Xiumei sighed, "There's so much competition now, if you don't make things better for others, you have to work harder now."

Father Wu just suffered from being uneducated, and he didn't want his son to be like him.

Just as Du Jiaoyang was about to say something, there was a sound of 'dong dong dong—' from the roof, which made people panic.

"What is Uncle Zhao doing these days? Why is it so noisy every day?" Du Jiaoyang looked at the ceiling and was speechless.

When Du Jiaoyang came home these few days, he found that the upstairs was making a fuss, and there was a lot of commotion every day.

Either running in slippers, dragging things or smashing something, and sometimes making a lot of noise in the middle of the night.

Because they are neighbors for many years, there has never been such a phenomenon before. Du Jiaoyang thought that it might be because he was busy with something these days, or that this happened temporarily because there were children coming to play at home, so he didn't care about it.

But now it is found that this is happening every day, and there is no sign of it stopping. It has greatly affected their lives, and Du Jiaoyang can't bear it anymore.

Qi Xiumei's expression was also very ugly: "You are no longer living with Uncle Wu, his son has taken him abroad. He sold the house to his sister, and now the three generations of his sister's family live in it. The youngest five in the family About six years old, very naughty, quarreling every day."

"It's too noisy, I'll go up and talk about it."

Qi Xiumei grabbed Du Jiaoyang: "I don't know how many times I've said it, it's useless! This family spoils this grandson so much that they don't care about it at all."

"That can't be like this all the time, it's so noisy that we can't stay in the room anymore."

Even Qi Xiumei, who is good at doing ideological work, gave up. Du Jiaoyang felt that this family must be a very annoying kind of neighbor.

"The child will go to the first grade next semester. He has classes during the day and does homework at night, so he shouldn't have so much time to make noise. Bear with it now."

There was still noise upstairs, Du Jiaoyang was annoyed: "No matter how old this kid is, I'll have to beat him up."

"Then it was photographed and posted on the Internet, and you were raped by the Internet." Qi Xiumei said coolly.

"..." Du Jiaoyang said helplessly, "Mom, whose side are you on?"

Qi Xiumei ignored him, walked to the balcony, and cursed at the top:

"Don't make noise in room 405! If you smash the house again, it will collapse! They are all neighbors. Are you so wicked?"

Qi Xiumei's voice sounded like a bell, and the whole building seemed to shake.

Some people in the building poked their heads out when they heard it, and started talking to Qi Xiumei in the air, without naming names, they talked about how some people had no quality, and ended up with unlucky lives.

The upstairs was really quiet at this moment, Du Jiaoyang gave his mother a thumbs up.

But this kind of silence didn't last long. Around ten o'clock in the evening, the upstairs started to be noisy again.

Now it was the dead of night, the noise became more abrupt and obvious, making people very irritable.

This time is not the time to eat, Qi Xiumei can't poke her head out and curse, otherwise it will affect other people's rest.

Du Jiaoyang couldn't take it anymore, he rushed upstairs and knocked on the door of that family.

It was an old lady who opened the door, looking at Du Jiaoyang vigilantly through the security door: "Who are you? What's the matter?"

"I'm downstairs. Can your family make the child quieter? It's so noisy that people can't stay in the house."

"Oh, you are so big, why do you still care about children, children just love to run and jump, can't you just bear it." After finishing speaking, he immediately closed the door.

Du Jiaoyang saw through the crack of the door that the child made a face at him, and continued to step on the pulley and throw toys, howling indiscriminately.

"Who is this!"

Du Jiaoyang was so angry that his liver hurt, he understood why that woman did something before, and he couldn't help it.

Just thinking about how to deal with this matter, his phone rang, and there was no phone number displayed on the phone screen.

Such a weird phone call was probably a scam, so Du Jiaoyang hung up without thinking.

A wave of heat came head-on from the phone, this familiar feeling made Du Jiaoyang's heart skip a beat, and he quickly dialed the phone back.

The author has something to say:

The god who got the phone said: It smells so good

Guess who the Great God is?

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