The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

In order to get a wife as soon as possible, Fu Qiuyan tried his best and tricked her into getting married to him the next day.

A month later, the two held a romantic wedding.

After that, I tried hard to have a baby every day.

What surprised him was that his wife gave birth to three babies, two boys and one girl.

This great event made him so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

Even going to work in the company no longer felt so painful. Every day he happily looked forward to his children growing up quickly so that they could take over his job.

Ten years later.

In the garden of the Fu family villa.

Three cute children happily surrounded Chu Shiyu.

Time has not left any traces on his face, he is still flawless and beautiful.

The warm afternoon sun was pouring down, and he was sitting quietly on the swing in his white shirt, swinging gently and leisurely.

The breeze blew gently, lifting the slightly long hair beside his ears and gently brushing across his beautiful face that looked like an immortal.

The beauty has a smile on her face, and the scene is like a dream.

The three children surrounding him were already stunned, their innocent eyes filled with amazement.

The eldest son said in a childish voice: "Aunt, she is so beautiful. When I grow up, I want to find a wife as beautiful as her."

The little girl had a naive and childish face: "I want to be with my aunt forever. I want to be close to my aunt. My aunt is the most beautiful in the world. There is absolutely no one in the world as beautiful as my aunt."

"Aunt, can we stay here forever? We don't want to leave you."

"Dad's eyes have been looking at us more and more scary lately. I always feel like he wants to sell us off. We don't want to go home."

"Woo, woo, woo, we're so scared of Dad."

"Aunt, we don't want to go home. We want to stay with you. This way we feel safer."

The three children seemed to have discussed it beforehand and kept surrounding him, crying and acting pitiful while acting cute at the same time.

Just don't go home.

The man who had been sitting quietly in front of the stone table, originally gazing at his wife with an intoxicated and affectionate look, turned dark-faced after hearing what the three bastards said. "Do you think that my uncle doesn't exist?"

He stood up and walked in front of the three kids, and said in a dignified manner, "You three should go back home. He belongs to me."

If you come here occasionally, I won't bother with you. But you still want to take root here? There is no door, no, there is not even a window!

The three little guys shook their shoulders unconsciously and shrank their necks in fear.

Uncle seems to be more terrifying than dad. Forget it, forget it, let’s go home!

Chu Shiyu glared at him speechlessly, "Why are you jealous of these three brats? You don't even have the awareness of being an uncle."

Fu Lingye stood behind him with a wronged look on his face. He leaned forward and dropped his head on his shoulder, whispering in his ear, "Wife... they want to disturb our world of two."

Chu Shiyu rolled his eyes in disdain, "How old are you, and yet you're still so childish."

"Not childish, I love you. I love you the most, my wife."

The intimacy between the two made the three little kids blush and cover their eyes. They turned around and complained in disgust, "Uncle is such a grown man, but he still clings to aunt. Shame on you."

"That's right, how shameless of you to show off your affection in front of a child."

"The mother was so stupid that she couldn't even sense that her cub was going to be sold."

"Is it possible that mom wants to sell us out too? I don't believe she can't feel what we can all feel."

"It seems that we can no longer rely on our aunt. Our uncle is too mean. We can only rely on our grandparents."

The three carrot heads happily scattered to find their grandparents and started the road to self-salvation...

Many years later...

Chu Shiyu and Fu Lingye lived to the end of their lives in this world, and the three little radishes grew up to be big radishes.

The sky was overcast and heavy rain fell on the white roses placed in front of the tombstone, and then slowly dripped onto the ground.

The sound of the heavy rain seemed to carry endless sorrow and joy, making them feel even more depressed.

According to the uncle's will, several people buried them together in the coffin.

The three of them looked sad, standing quietly in front of the tombstone holding large black umbrellas.

One of them was an elegant middle-aged woman in a black coat, with sadness in her eyes, "Big brother, second brother, they will meet in another world."

The eldest brother: "Yes, their end must be the beginning of another world. We should not be sad, but wish them well."

Second brother: "Sister, don't be sad..."

After Chu Shiyu died in this world, he did not leave this world immediately, but his soul floated in the human world. He looked at his three children who had loved to stick to him since they were young with some reluctance.

In front of the tombstone, his godlike figure floated in the air, his eyes lowered, gazing deeply at the guy in front of the tombstone whom he had watched grow up.

He raised his hand slightly and waved the sleeves of his robe lightly. Dazzling golden rays of light flew out from his hand and poured into the bodies of the three people accurately.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light enveloped the bodies of the three people like a dense net, forming an invisible protective shield.

That was his parting gift to them, a lucky charm of soul power, which would bless them with good luck for the rest of their lives and ward off one disaster.

The three of them inexplicably felt a warm force enveloping them. They all looked up as if they were looking for someone, their eyes eager and full of anticipation.

Unfortunately, ordinary people cannot see his soul, so their expectations are ultimately in vain.

They all lowered their eyes and stared at the tombstone with dejected eyes.

Chu Shiyu's voice was clear and ethereal, "Goodbye."

He returned to the system space without any nostalgia. He half-lying on the sofa with a lazy look on his face, his head supported by his elbows on the armrests, listening lazily to the system's data report.

"Host, mission completed. You have obtained 2000 soul power points and 1000 system points from the original owner."

"Total system points: 5488."

The system said excitedly, "Host, the Lord God has given you a total of 300 million soul points this time."

"If you continue like this, your soul power will be restored one day."

Chu Shiyu's lips curled up in a happy arc. It was really worth it to be tormented by his three souls. "He knows what's good for him!"

In the comic world, he is the male protagonist and the god of death, so his soul power is naturally huge, so he can give more.

Plus the huge soul power of that immortal cultivator...

His gift of soul power is by far the most direct and fastest method of causally repairing soul power within the laws of the universe.

It's not like system points can be given directly, otherwise he would have found a way to ask for it directly from him.

"Host, are we going back to the time and space domain to keep our appointment now?"

"Okay, go back."

"Ok."

Transmission starts-----

Target location--------time and space domain.