No. 233 Tianting Garbage Disposal Station

As soon as Yang Xinxin returned to Yang's Village, she heard a shocking news from her aunt. Yang Jiaoling sent her father to the hospital, and then disappeared.

Jiaojiao Nongjiale, no, it is not called Jiaojiao Nongjiale now, and Yang Jiaoling found a buyer from somewhere, and sold Jiaojiao Nongjiale.

Yang Xinxin was stunned, what exactly did Yang Jiaoling want to do, start a new company?

"This Jiaoling girl is really too much this time!"

Yang's mother shook her head and sighed, and now she beat her father rebelliously. Yang Jianwen likes to eat, drink, play, prostitute and gamble. I have no confidence, can't stand up, everything is up to Yang Jianwen, but at least Yang Jianwen has never abused and beat Jiaoling girl.

Unlike Dongzi's father, who beat Dongzi's mother and son violently after drinking.

"Yeah, Xiuju is now wiping away tears all day long, saying that the bankbook at home has been stolen by Jiaoling girl, crying to me that she was deceived by lard before, and she did stupid things, and said that she would apologize to you two Well, if you want me to say, this is retribution, I used to see her honestly, who would have been stabbed in the back by her." A sneer flashed in the eyes of the auntie Li Cui.

Back then, she was the head of the village, even if the family was not well-off, she would still take care of Xiuju.

Who knew that Xiuju was an ungrateful person. After her two sons were framed and imprisoned, she was pushed by her daughter to make things worse. When the reporter interviewed her, she slandered her as the head of the family for pocketing her own money, and said that her two sons had been arrogant since childhood Domineering, relying on the identity of the village chief's son to bully the villagers, if it weren't for Xinxin girl, her two sons would have been ruined.

Yang Xinxin smiled faintly: "Mom, my aunt is right. Don't forget the proud look of Aunt Xiuju a while ago. We cannot accept her apology."

Yang's mother is soft-hearted and kind-hearted, Yang Xinxin is afraid that Yang's mother will forgive her for the sake of Aunt Xiuju's misfortune.

If you want her to say, there are too many white-eyed wolves in Yangjia Village, especially those who have benefited from their family and turned around and scolded them for being mean and stingy.

Yang Ma gave her daughter a sideways glance, how could she not know what she was thinking, and scolded with a smile: "How do you talk, girl, I am not a person who has no idea."

"Yes, yes, Mom, you have to remember what you said, you and Dad don't want to be forgiven by Auntie Xiuju after crying a few words, otherwise more people will stick to it later."

"Xinxin girl is absolutely right, Ah Li, your family is now a big piece of fat in the eyes of the villagers, and many people want to get a piece of it."

Uncle Li Cui nodded repeatedly.

Father Yang and his two nephews, Qingyuan and Qinghao, who came to help, moved the luggage from the car of their father-in-law and mother-in-law into the house, while Kong Xuan and Yang Qingyu carried the instant noodles from another car.

Yang Qingyu was dumbfounded when he saw a large cart of instant noodles, and asked tremblingly.

"Cousin-in-law, you, why are you buying so many instant noodles, it's not as good as the meat at home."

Kong Xuan raised his head proudly: "I'm an internet anchor now, and I live live and eat instant noodles to make money every day. By the way, I'm now called the little prince of instant noodles. This car of instant noodles is given away for free by netizens. As long as I If I eat it during the live broadcast, they will reward me with ten small islands, 3000 yuan for each small island." He couldn't help showing off as he spoke.

Yang Qingyu gasped, and looked at Kong Xuan adoringly: "My cousin, you are so good, you can earn 3 yuan for just one instant noodle."

Kong Xuan chuckled, patted Yang Qingyu on the shoulder, and said generously: "That's right, follow me to eat meat, register an account later, I will give you the authority of the administrator of the live broadcast room, and help me kick the troublemakers, I will give you a salary of 3000 yuan per month."

"Thank you cousin-in-law!"

Yang Qingyu was immediately overjoyed, and stepped forward to help Kong Xuan move boxes of instant noodles in with a doggy face. Kong Xuan looked at the hardworking Yang Qingyu with satisfaction, and felt that he was very knowledgeable and a good employee.

"Do a good job, and I will give you a bonus for doing a good job!"

Kong Xuan promised vigorously.

Yang Xinxin with sharp ears heard what Kong Xuan and Yang Qingyu said, and his head was full of black lines.

What the hell is Little Prince of Instant Noodles? Is there something to be happy about?

Peacock Jing's live broadcasting business has indeed improved, and its popularity is getting higher and higher. Thanks to Li Feng and the Gu family's generous rewards from time to time, it is on the headlines of the home page, attracting more and more people to watch.

The instant noodles in the two cars in the yard are a physical evidence. I didn't expect that there are people who like to watch Kong Xuan eat instant noodles, and even spend money to buy all kinds of unpalatable instant noodles.

The old couple of the Gu family watched this scene with smiles. They were arranged by Yang's father and Yang's mother in the largest guest room on the first floor, next to the room of their husband and wife.

The old man and the old lady came to the home of their daughter and son-in-law for the first time, and found that the building where their daughter lived was spacious and bright, with fresh air. When the window was opened, they could see the Daqing Mountain in the distance. The worry that was hanging in their hearts was finally let go .

After several hours of driving, the old couple was also tired, so they slept in the guest room. After waking up, they felt refreshed and had a very comfortable sleep.

"This place is nice, old man, let's live here for a while." The old lady said with a smile.

The room is clean and fresh, with a thin quilt with a light scent of soap, and a cool breeze blowing in from the window, very comfortable.

Mr. Gu, who was standing by the window, squinted his eyes contentedly: "Okay."

Elderly people don't like to use air conditioners. Yang Xinxin's house is not equipped with air conditioners, and it is close to Daqingshan. Even in the hot summer, the house is always cool.

The old couple left the room, it was already evening, and the incandescent lights were turned on in the spacious hall, which was as bright as day.

Mama Yang, auntie Yang and the third aunt were busy in the kitchen. Kong Xuan and Yang Qingyu were playing games with their heads together. The couple came out, Father Yang and Yang Xinxin hurriedly got up and walked over to help the old man and the old lady.

Uncle Yang did not expect that during this trip to the capital, the second younger brother and sister would find their biological parents, and the same is true for third uncle Yang. The cousin and younger cousins ​​all looked at Mrs. Gu and Mr. Gu curiously.

"Dad, Mom, did you sleep well?" Dad Yang asked concerned, afraid that his father-in-law and mother-in-law might not be used to sleeping at home.

The old lady glanced at her son-in-law with satisfaction, patted the back of her granddaughter's hand, and said with a smile, "The old man and I haven't slept so well for a long time. The air in the countryside is good, so we can sleep comfortably."

Father Yang was very happy when he heard that: "Then parents will stay with us."

This is exactly what Mr. Gu agrees with.

"Okay, we'll stay with you for a while."

Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, and cousins ​​greeted the old man and the old lady one after another. The old man and the old lady called the nanny who came with them, and took out the meeting gifts they had prepared a long time ago.

At this moment, Mama Yang and the others prepared the dinner. Tonight's dinner was very sumptuous, a large table was set up, the aroma was rich and overbearing, and the mouth watered.

The ingredients are spirit pork, spirit fish, spirit shrimp, pork from Fairyland Villa, vegetables grown in the backyard, cucumbers, tomatoes and other vegetables with spirit energy.

After everyone was seated, Father Yang took out the diluted spiritual wine and poured a glass for the old man. Uncle Yang and Uncle Yang's eyes lit up when they saw this.

"This wine...Yuntao, where did you get this wine?" After Mr. Gu took a sip of the golden spirit wine, his mind instantly cleared up, and there was a faint heat flowing through his body. Almost knocked over the wine glass in his hand.

"This wine is brewed by the ancestor of Master Kong Xuan with many precious medicinal materials." Father Yang glanced at Kong Xuan who was happily eating colorful potato chips, and replied.

After finishing speaking, Father Yang said that Kong Xuan was a Taoist master.

Ever since Kong Xuan was misunderstood by Li Feng as a Taoist disciple, Yang Xinxin and Father Yang discussed some unexplainable things that happened at home to Kong Xuan.

Seeing Xin Xin's face, Kong Xuan recognized it cooperatively.

"It turned out to be the wine of Xuanmen, no wonder the effect is so miraculous." Mr. Gu put away his shock and sighed. It turned out that his grandson and son-in-law turned out to be a master of Xuanmen. He had seen the methods of Xuanmen before. It is not surprising that there are such magical wines.

During the meal, Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu were overwhelmed by the delicious food on this table. I heard that the delicious and tender fish and the delicious shrimp meat were all bought by Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan's image in the old man's eyes immediately grew.

Even if he only likes to eat junk food and doesn't like to eat meals made with top-quality ingredients, in the eyes of Mr. Gu, it is a sign that he is tired of eating.

There's nothing wrong with that.

All kinds of spirit beasts in the fairy world are just low-level ingredients in Kong Xuan's view.

After a meal, Uncle Yang and Uncle Yang’s two families each left with a large basket of colorful potato chips. The nanny was clearing the table, and Yang’s mother took out the potato chips of colorful potatoes. The old couple who were full were eating colorful potatoes For digestion, after Mr. Gu learned about the efficacy of colorful potatoes, he became very interested in colorful potatoes.

"Yuntao, I heard that the colorful potatoes are about to be harvested, are they still sold to the boy from the Li family?"

"Yes." Father Yang replied beamingly.

"Dad, the colorful potatoes grown in the Fairyland Villa are mine and cannot be sold." Kong Xuan roared at the side to swear his sovereignty, lest Dad Yang forget that he was the owner of the colorful potatoes on that hill, and he would be the owner of the colorful potatoes on the hill. The potatoes are sold.

The corner of Yang Xinxin's mouth twitched.

Yang's father and Yang's mother looked at the old man and the old lady in embarrassment.

Mrs. Gu couldn't help laughing when she saw her grandson-in-law's childish appearance. Mr. Gu couldn't help but laugh. This grandson-in-law is a foodie, and he doesn't look like a Taoist expert at all.

"Don't worry, we're just asking, and we won't sell your colorful potatoes."

Only then did Kong Xuan feel relieved, feeling elated that after waiting for so long, he could finally eat his fill at once.

At this time, the alarm clock on his mobile phone rang.

"It's time to broadcast, I'm going to live broadcast and eat instant noodles."

After leaving a word, Kong Xuan went upstairs anxiously.

The old man and old lady who had just finished dinner were left stunned. If they remembered correctly, Kong Xuan had just killed a large bowl of colorful potato chips by himself. Old lady Gu touched her still full stomach unconsciously, and remained silent. After a while, I looked at Yang Xinxin: "He...he can still eat?"

Yang Xinxin smiled guilty, and quickly found an explanation: "Grandma, don't colorful potato chips help digestion? Kong Xuan should be... very hungry now."

This peacock spirit is real, and he didn't even hide it when he got home.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your Huahua, okay?

I've had a low-grade fever for the past two days, and I'm a little powerless, sorry~~