The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

He Chongtian and Shen Xiangyin applied for self-driving out of the country.

He Chongtian refused to take Xuan Guo with him because he didn't have an ID card.

In fact, if he wanted to, why couldn't he take it with him?

Xuanguo could meet them here even if he traveled through the rainforest by himself.

Chen Xiangyin didn't help Xuan Guo too much.

This child has been suffering with her for a year, and finally he can eat fruit and meditate in an air-conditioned room.

Being greedy for money is dangerous. It is enough to have a crane soaring into the sky and wade through the muddy water. There is no need for Xuan Guo to take risks.

Zhou Zhengmanzhe also needs his help.

Looking at the exotic scenery outside the car window, Chen Xiangyin recalled the displacement during the war. She also lived in Nanyang.

At that time, there was no country called Laos.

He Chongtian said without changing his expression, and calmly swerved to avoid the oncoming cart.

He looked very irritable. He stepped on the scale and turned his head to stare angrily at the cat's eyes. At the same time, the scale showed one hundred and eighty pounds.

As the body of the resident deteriorates, more and more grams need to be swallowed, but no more than ten grams at most.

Chen Xiangyin clung to the armrest tightly, shaking all over from being jolted, "Then let's not live in a deserted place."

Decades later, remote villages are still backward.

He Chongtian looked at An Jingjing, stepped deeply on the accelerator, and was speeding all the way over the mountain.

The national highway from the border crossing to Luang Prabang is difficult to describe. It is as bumpy as an off-road road, with unobstructed roadsides and dense mountain forests that have been completely burned down.

"The security here is not as good as inside. Yuan Kai's power will be greater and more lawless."

It started to rain, and the car drove near the village. There were houses on both sides of the road, and people went out to play in the rain. The men washed their hair in the rain, and the women pulled a cloth around them to take a bath. Maybe they were afraid that the rain would stop too soon, but they all looked good. Busy.

Evil cannot defeat good. Evil will only gain power and will not become the avenue. She wants to destroy this momentum.

After being hungry for nine meals in three days, I want to eat just thinking about it...

Dao Wei pushed a cart containing ten golden melon seeds of different weights.

At the same time, the domestic development in all aspects was not very comfortable, but Chen Xiangyin knew how difficult it was to have peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

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The dark corridor was hot and humid, with a strong musty smell.

Hearing the knock on the door, the man immediately stood on the scale in the room.

"Yeah." He Chongtian glanced at the shaken Agarwood, his Adam's apple slid, and the tip of his tongue flicked across his teeth, looking at the road ahead, "I live in the busiest pedestrian street near Xiangtong Temple, where there are many foreign tourists and the best security. "

Dao Wei started from room 101, knocked on the door, and looked in through the peephole.

Inside was a man in his fifties, and records showed he had been staying there for three months.

Chen Xiang's heart was churning. No matter what the relationship between Tian Wu and her was, she would definitely try her best to protect the existing order of the avenue.

Only then did Dao Wei see clearly that the room of a few square meters looked like a prison, with a simple bathroom next to a single mattress and small windows lined with tempered glass.

As soon as the man gained weight, he immediately rushed to the door. Seeing it from the peephole, Dao Wei was startled and his back felt cold. He picked up a three-gram golden melon seed and stuffed it through the hole opened in the door. go.

As soon as he finished stuffing it, he immediately looked through the peephole again.

I saw the man going crazy, as if he had been hungry for a long time, picked up the golden melon seeds and immediately swallowed them in his mouth and swallowed them.

Dao Wei's heart was beating fast, and he went to a room. The situation on the first floor was almost the same, until he saw a rickety figure on the third floor.

She has silvery white hair, a stooped back, and is short. She tried to stand on tiptoes to see the scenery outside the window, but she was too short and couldn't see it.

Dao Wei's heart was hit, and he suddenly felt sore as if he was being held by something.

This back looks like his grandma.

Grandma Naping would stand on tiptoes like this when she was taking him to school on the mountain road.

Thinking of his grandma, the sourness spread, and his eyes and nose were also sore. Dao Wei couldn't help but droop the corners of his mouth, and opened the information of resident No. 309.

This old man's name is Yu En, a member of the Lao tribe, and has lived here for seven months.

After her daughter died young and her husband passed away, she paid the pension at her own expense and came to the retirement park.

Dao Wei felt uncomfortable and knocked lightly on the door. Yu En turned around and staggered on the scale in a dull manner.

Weighing two hundred and sixty pounds, she is so short and thin, she should soon turn into pure gold...

Dao Wei didn't dare to look at Grandma Yuen walking toward the door, as she would overlap with Grandma Naping in his memory.

Out of selfish motives, Dao Wei threw in the largest golden melon seed through the door hole, weighing ten grams.

Just when I was about to turn around and leave, I heard the old man's old and strange voice through a door, "Can you say a few words to me?"

This voice, with the echo in the claustrophobic cavity, was cold and hard.

Dao Wei saw the familiar residents and guessed that Grandma Yuen's internal organs might no longer be flesh and blood.

He didn't want to meddle in other people's business and ignored it.

Grandma Yuen said in a pleading tone: "I just don't want anyone to say a word to me before I die..." followed by the sound of sobbing.

Dao Wei's heart softened. He didn't dare to think about whether his grandmother was so lonely before she died.

Chen Xiangyin said that Grandma Naping didn't come to see her for a while. When she went to Grandma Naping's house, she found that Grandma Naping had been dead for several days.

By some strange mistake, Dao Wei took a few steps back and said hum.

Grandma Yuen, who was across the door, was very excited and responded eagerly, "Are you the new guy here?"

"how do you know?"

"The people before were not as gentle as you when knocking on the door."

Dao Wei didn't know what to say and remained silent.

Grandma Yuen added: "My name is Yuen. I am from Manzhe. I married here from Manzhe. My family runs a small restaurant. There is a small river next to the restaurant, which is a branch of the Mekong River..."

She said something illogically, recalling important moments in her life, for fear that she would die in pain and loneliness, as if she had never been there before.

Dao Wei's heart was in turmoil to the extreme, as if there was a big iron ball stuck in his throat, or as if something was about to explode in his chest.

The more Grandma Yuen spoke, the more miserable she became, "I originally wanted to spend my old age peacefully, but I never thought it would turn out like this... It's good that I can go down to find my old man and two children as soon as possible, but I don't know how my soul can survive like this." You can’t go to the same place as them. If, if it’s convenient for you... go to the temple one day and help me light a rest lamp..."

Dao Wei's whole body was as dull as if he were shrouded in dark clouds, unable to release himself, and there was a heavy sadness deep in his heart.

Perhaps because she didn't get a response, Grandma Yuen said cautiously: "Did I say too much? You go and do your work...Tomorrow, see you tomorrow..."

Dao Wei almost ran away and quickly left the door of 309.

In the next few days, every time it was 309's turn to deliver golden melon seeds, Grandma Yuen would talk to Dao Wei. She was different from everyone here.

Grandma Yuen would often let Dao Wei fantasize about how great it would be if his grandma were still alive...