Doomsday cultivation [rebirth]

Nasolabial folds: "It may be stomach discomfort."

"The brat didn't say it earlier, he was simply trying to scare me to death."

The old lawyer put away his briefcase: "Since there is nothing to do here, I will take my leave first, and I will come back early tomorrow morning."

Song Ci went out with her, and called the elevator for the lawyer herself. She didn't return to the room until the elevator door closed and went down.Knocking on the master bedroom door, his attention was distracted, and Xie Yiran, who was channeling vitality inside, almost went retrograde.

"Mom, I'm fine. Don't come in. I'll call you when something happens."

The sound of gurgling diarrhea came, and Song Ci finally quit with peace of mind, and turned on the computer to deal with business.Although she used the Xie family's power to invite famous doctors these years, she didn't want to go to the Xie family's face to ask for medical expenses.

She is a person who has a plan and is willing to work hard. She left Xie's family and the hustle and bustle. The 18 years of tranquility are enough for her to learn many things: including medicine and business.

The company is under the name of the Song family, and the Xie family can't get involved.In the past, she had been looking for someone to take care of her, but now that her son had recovered from his illness, she had to make another plan, but she didn't know what he was interested in.Looking at the suite, as long as he doesn't want to destroy the earth or become the president of the United States, she can arrange everything.

Xie Yiran in the suite reached the most critical moment. After practicing the nameless exercise for a week, the two beads gradually became docile and sank slowly.With the operation of the nameless exercise, the smoothness of the bead's surface is all introverted, blending with the breath in the dantian.

The spiritual root that had penetrated into the dantian before also drilled out of a sharp corner like a tender bamboo, and the two beads revolved around the spiritual root at a faster and faster speed until the spiritual root was completely enclosed.Then the extremely fine strands of Yuanli spit out from the bead, wrapping the spiritual roots little by little.

He didn't dare to stop, he only knew how to run the nameless exercises.After the nine-nine-eight-one cycle, the strands of Yuanli that permeated the entire dantian disappeared little by little.Exhaling a foul breath, he was stunned for a moment after looking inside. There was a soaring bulge between the two eggs. Who could tell him what this man's little brother-like thing was?

What about his pure bamboo shoot single spirit root?

He won't encounter the legendary evil thing that eats spirit roots, right?

It seemed that his resentment was too strong, two strands of vitality escaped from the cocoon, condensed in the empty dantian, and arranged in the shape of "→→".

"Don't be so contemptuous, I am also an ordinary person, and I am also afraid of evil spirits, is there something wrong with that?"

"←←"

"Okay, I was wrong, but you won't always be like this in the future..." After searching his guts, he came up with a word: "Is it different?"

This time, he didn't even pay attention to the facial expressions, the aura returned to the testicles, and the dantian returned to calm.

"Xiaoran, come out and have a cup of tea when you're done."

Before he had time to investigate further, he sat up from the bed, his body seemed to be much lighter, but something happened in the bathroom, and he just completed the first semen washing before he knew it.The dirt removed from the body surface made the whole bathroom look like a battlefield.

What should I do if my place is dirty?Song Ci told him the answer, this is a hotel, so it doesn't need to be cleaned.

So the mother and son became bear children again and called room service directly.Xie Yiran had already taken a shower when he came out, and sitting in front of the computer, Song Ci began to briefly introduce him to various high-end professions in society.

She is not talking on paper, she has been in the upper echelon since she was born, she has seen all kinds of high-end occupations in person, and even experienced many of them in person.

"The disadvantage of high-level management is that they worry too much, but it depends on how much you worry. Find a capable manager and get twice the result with half the effort."

Xie Yiran was impatient at first, the world would end within a hundred days, and it was useless for him to learn these things.But since it was his mother who spoke, he sat down and listened patiently.Gradually, he got a taste of it: in the society, you should be a person first, and then you should be able to do it.

"Of course, if Xiaoran doesn't have to worry about the future, and you don't do anything, mom can support you for a lifetime."

Song Ci gritted her teeth and said this sentence. Before her son was born, she had various ideas: scientists, CEOs, and even actors. No matter what she did, her child would be a successful person.But year after year, now she only wants him to be safe and happy.

Xie Yiran put his arms around her shoulders, and the mother and son snuggled up in the setting sun.If this is a peaceful age, and he is willing to try the 360 ​​lines of ordinary people, it must be a completely different but interesting new life.

But now that the deadline is approaching, there is only one choice left for him - become stronger!

What is the most important thing in the last days?Supplies!And without strong strength, it is absolutely impossible to keep supplies.

He had concerns before. After all, although his mother earned a lot, she also spent a lot, and there was not much money left in her hands.A conservative estimate is just to buy a few truckloads of crude oil.

The environment in the last days is harsh, and most people live in dire straits.If you want to live comfortably, you have to pay a great price.He said to protect his mother's safety, not to let her experience the slash-and-burn farming in primitive society, but to truly enjoy peace and joy, stability in this world, and the quality of life will not decline due to the arrival of the end of the world.

Originally, his plan was to improve his strength and serve one side, and lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade.The little money his mother had saved and the supplies he had prepared in the early stage could support him until he ascended to a high position.Now that the funds are sufficient, he can have more plans.

Zhengchou didn't know how to speak, but his mother gave him the best reason.

"Mom, I haven't experienced it myself, so I don't know whether it is suitable to go to school or to do a job."

"That's right, you have to take a look first to make sure you like it."

Then he struck while the iron was hot: "In these years, you have spent most of your time in City C, staying at home and not having a chance to relax. Now that I am in good health, I can be with you."

After a pause, he gave his mother time to digest: "The rivers and mountains are so beautiful, I should go out for a walk. Listen and see the world while walking."

Song Ci was so moved that she couldn't speak, trying her best to control herself, she nodded, her eyes filled with tears.

The corners of Xie Yiran's lips raised, and he touched his wet hair.He has black hair and dark skin in his three lifetimes, so his affection for Huaguo has not diminished due to time travel and seizing homes, but has accumulated due to fate again and again.

Seeing that the end of the world is coming, he doesn't really want to compete for the country's materials and squeeze the living space of the people of the country.The world is so big, throwing away Huaguo is enough for him to torment disasters.

But before that, there is the most arduous task, he has to practice an extremely difficult secret technique - the universe in his sleeve, commonly known as space.

The mother and son cuddled together for a long time, but the Xie family exploded.The fifth entrance of the courtyard is also the core of the Xie family, Mrs. Xie has a gloomy face.She wanted to save her youngest son, but the whole family firmly opposed it.

"Song Ci doesn't abide by women's morals. She mentioned divorce first. We don't want to pursue her. She will beat her up?"

Although he lives in the second house, it can't stop Zhong Yue who perfectly cracked the firewall of Xie's family and regards the surveillance of the whole house as iQiyi.Switching to the three most important shots, he watched a big house fight with relish.

"Xie Yiran? Why is the name so familiar? By the way, this is not the patient Xiaoxin treated two days ago."

Cut to the latest surveillance video, he targeted the two teenagers. Xie Yiming, who passed the dusty dirt, looked at the boy who was sitting.

The video fast-forwarded frame by frame, and finally there was a picture where Xie Yiran stood up and showed his face.The handsome facial features under the short hair made Zhong Yue frowned. After taking a screenshot, he compared it with the screen saver of his mobile phone.

Same nose, same eyes, same eyebrows, this is his little apple.Why is he so stupid that he didn't recognize it before?

Then I brought up the information given by the boss, Xie Yiran's complexion was sallow, there was a lingering sadness in his brows and eyes, and a sense of seeing sister Lin rushed to his face.With exactly the same facial features, he thought they were two people.

☆、10 Yiran Rebirth ([-])

Sister Lin?Little Apple?Which one is the real Xie Yiran.

Comparing the profile photos and video screenshots, Zhong Yue fell into a daze.When he was in a dilemma, he still opened QQ to ask his good friends for help.

"Master, is this a person?"

Qin Kai was rubbing safflower oil on his knees, Yinglian said he would do it, even though he was asked to move back to the master bedroom, the washboard still had to kneel.

Little Chrysanthemum turned to the picture and was stunned for a second, then he tapped and replied: "Hey, don't you like girls anymore?"

Zhong Yue can always hear the deep malice in his brain circuit which is different from ordinary people, and pokes at the keyboard: "[angry][angry][angry] Did you know that he is not a girl?"

Qin Kai made up the knife without hesitation: "Yes, you said that you are straight and straight. In line with the principle of being tough, I didn't tell you the truth."

"Hehe~"

"And now it's bent again?"

"My friend who grew up in the same orphanage, boss, you can't play TAT happily. I want to tell Xiaoyinglian, ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Tell me, my house still lacks a large double-door refrigerator."

Zhong Yue shivered: "Sister-in-law... sister-in-law"

"I'm your brother! How is the task done? Xiaoxin will finish it in half a day this time, and it will blow your ass off."

"Don't talk about those irrelevant things, is this a person?"

Qin Kai looked at the photo seriously: "If it's fake, your lack of facial recognition ability is serious again? Ask Xiaoxin to give you two injections, and the medicine can't be stopped."

"I only saw the first four characters, see you~"

Quickly exiting QQ and taking off the headset, Zhong Yue called up the entire monitoring section, and after backing up the network disk, flicked back and forth from beginning to end.

Little Apple has such a graceful figure, sharp words, and upright temperament.She was indeed the daughter-in-law he was looking for. Needless to say, she was good-looking, and she was also very straightforward and kind-hearted.Just standing in the video made him fascinated.

At the end of the video, the old and ugly man stood up and said with a hideous face: "Since your body is like this, don't bring it out to embarrass yourself."

"I made a mistake, dare to bully my daughter-in-law like this, can you bear it?"

Zhong Yue transferred the surveillance to the back of the house, and sure enough, the scum was still there!Several people in the information sat in a circle in front of the projector, and it was obvious that the Xie family was in a meeting.

With his mouth crooked, he took a sip of coffee, aimed at the firewall loophole he found last night, and tapped out a string of codes with his fingers.The code got into a loophole and turned into an invisible hand, grabbing the video Song Ci brought today, and after playing it, fast-forward directly to the black fungus and black pillars.

This scene has succeeded in disgusting Xie Yiran.Mrs. Xie, who was arguing for her youngest son, was a conservative woman. Her son and second wife suddenly appeared in front of her in this posture, and she fell straight back with her eyes wide open.

Except for Mrs. Xie, the rest are all men, and they are more accepting of this matter.Although I didn't faint, the degree of nausea became stronger with age.

"Father, drink a can of herbal tea to quench the fire."

Xie Jian'an took the tea from his son and passed it over to pat his father's quilt.Xie Sheng picked up his walking stick and swung it directly on Xie Guoan's back.

"It's okay for you to have a bad character, but the premise is that you can wipe your own ass. Others wipe your ass clean, and you wipe it on yourself with feces and urine!"

Without Mrs. Xie's protection, Xie Guoan ran away with his head in his arms.

"The matter of Song Ci is settled like this, but that dubious woman can no longer stay in Xie's house."

"Father, that's Yiming's mother."

Xie Sheng didn't get a few hits for a long time, and was so tired that he was out of breath.Holding the table, he had his own considerations in his mind.Not agreeing to Song Ci, not only the reputation of the Xie family will be completely ruined, but even the entire family will be in danger.

If you agree first, he will always make her spit it out later.But before that, he had to teach this bastard son a lesson.

"Jian'an, tie him up and throw him in the ancestral hall."

After a pause, he added: "We have to give everyone an explanation, and no one is allowed to deliver food to him. Yichun, go and check the video."

There was no surveillance in the ancestral hall, and the video stopped abruptly when Xie Guoan was kidnapped.Zhong Yue cut off the video, converted the MPG format to □□I, added an attachment and sent it to Little Apple's mailbox.

"You're welcome, please call me Red Scarf, ^-^"

Xie Yiran was browsing famous tourist attractions around the world when the browser notified that there was a new email.He opened it smoothly, and frowned after reading it.

"Mom, will there be suspicion that we sent it?"

As soon as the words were finished, the phone rang, and Song Ci walked behind his son, and when he saw the video, the corners of his lips curled up: "It's not suspicion, it's affirmation. This is the time to ask the teacher."

Press the hands-free, and there came a series of shouts like cannonballs: "Song Ci, you are so lacking in men. A video has been kept for so many years. It's all right now, my mother fainted from your stimulation, and the Xie family will not let it go." your."

Song Ci's face was expressionless, but the words he spit out were chilly: "If I pass the video, it will definitely be sent directly to the World Trade Center, so that people in Huaguo will take a look at you. This is all I have to say, and it is useless to say more."

After finishing speaking, she graciously dropped the phone, blocked the number directly, sat in front of the computer, and watched the video with her son.

"Don't worry, the Xie family won't doubt me. I'm not Xie Guoan, who would do such a stupid thing. Even if we doubt, we didn't do anything, did we?"

"Who sent that?"

Xie Yiran looked at the outbox, the powerful soul of a cultivator creates an unforgettable memory, this inbox...is the one that killed Matt.

"It's him."

"what are you saying?"

Xie Yiran fell into a deep brain hole, Shamate's attitude was too suspicious.Living next to each other in the previous life, did he know the attitude of those four people towards the Xie family, wanting to eat their flesh and drink their blood, especially to the original owner, so why would he still help now?

Song Ci sat in front of the dressing table. After combing his hair, he took out a piece of clothes and went into the bedroom to change.

Kill Matt sent a selfie in the front, and even his accomplice sneaked into his house.Combined with the past life, he has always believed that the main target of this group of people is him.But now that this email was sent, he had another guess in his mind.

Their goal has always been Xie's family, and he is only a part of it.He got a rough idea of ​​the torture in his previous life. These people have been asking about the whereabouts of Xie's family.But the original owner seemed to be stupid, and when the top ten tortures in the Manchu Qing Dynasty took turns, he just bit his tongue and refused to speak.

What is the reason for those people to be so ruthless, and for the original owner to be willing to be a scapegoat?

Layers of fog shrouded the front, but he was completely passive.Now it is obviously impossible to sneak into Xie's house and break into the core, or go deep into the tiger's den to find the target to kill Matt.Then the only thing he can do is jump out of the game.

As long as he stays far away, he can avoid it as much as possible.Thinking of this, he clicked on his visa application materials. Fortunately, he needed to seek medical treatment due to perennial frailty. He had already passed both the Schengen visa and the US visa. Now he only needs to submit the application online, and the result will be available in about a week.For the rest of Asia, Africa and Latin America, visa-free arrivals should not be too sour.

"Xiaoran, come and change clothes."

Walking over, I saw Song Ci frowning and choosing clothes, gesticulating on him while choosing: "You have grown a lot taller, and you have flesh on your body. These clothes were thin and small before. Wear one casually. Let's go to the street to buy a suitable one." of."

shop?

Shopping with a feminine woman?

It was a nightmare, and finally picked out the clothes that Song Ci thought were suitable, and put on hairspray, and the mother and son went out.

Below the hotel is the well-known commercial center of City B, where there is a dazzling array of international brands.Here, Xie Yiran saw a different side of his mother again.

After picking up a favorite and trying on the size, she turned on the crazy mode.

"This one, this one, this one, wrap it up for me and send it to this address."

One family is like this, two people are like this... It was halfway through in a short time, and it is conservatively estimated that she has already bought twenty sets.Xie Yiran silently calculated that these clothes would be enough for them to eat for a year or two if they were replaced with food, fruits and vegetables.

"Mom, that's enough."

"Stay longer, your grandma is relieved when she sees that I am interested in buying things. Besides, we will not have to suffer for half a year after we buy things this time. Brat, you are crying from the beginning to the end, you think I would like to come out on a hot day shop?"

Xie Yiran found out that he was wrong, he was really wrong.Although the mother is feminine, she is still a female man TAT in her heart, a female man who is more manly than him.

☆. Prelude to the end of the world ([-])

Same morning, same big bed.In different places, Xie Yiran and Zhong Yue woke up together and performed the same activities—washing, dressing, and dressing up.

In the bathroom of Xie's guest room, Zhong Yue threw a ball of rose soap flowers into the bathtub, and a tattooed white tiger with teeth and claws emerged from the pink bubbles.After scrubbing to make sure his body was refreshed, he walked in front of the mirror and had trouble combing his hair.

"Put on my most handsome side? Or put on my most handsome side?"

He didn't bring the wig with him, and after a lot of effort, he finally got all the hair up.Putting on his suit and looking in the mirror again, he shook his head and nodded again:

"Although the suit affects my handsomeness, fortunately there is still a hairstyle."

At the same time, after Xie Yiran took a shower, he casually put on the clothes he bought yesterday, the size was just right.Song Ci blew his hair down a little, and looked at his healthy son in the mirror and couldn't help feeling:

"My son looks handsome even in a sack!"

These words contain too much information, Xie Yiran dryly explained: "Mom, I'm not wearing a sack."

"Brat, you don't even know about boasting."

Song Ci leaned over, looked at himself in the mirror, and quickly stroked the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes for a long time.

Xie Yiran showed doubts, thinking of the warm scenes of mother and child getting along on TV that the original owner watched, he leaned over: "My mother looks beautiful in everything she wears."

So, Song Ci smiled like a flower.

After packing up, the doorbell rang, Song Ci packed his handbag, and told Xie Yiran: "The lawyer must be here, Xiaoran go to open the door."

Xie Yiran put on the safety chain and opened the door. Sure enough, the old lawyer from yesterday was standing there.Different from Song Ci's guess, in the dark crowd, the little uncle and Liang Feibai supported a pair of gray-haired old people on the left and the right respectively.

Although their hair is all white, the two elders are kind and kind, and they look like a husband and wife.Unlike the strangers to Xie's grandparents, the elderly couple had to visit their mother and child in City C every once in a while, so it was easy for him to recognize them.

"Grandpa, grandma."

Song Ge stood behind and winked at him, Song Ci also stood up, and was surprised to see his parents coming over in person: "Dad, why are you going all the way to the hotel so early in the morning instead of resting at home with Mom?"

"Don't talk at the door, go in and talk."

The living room of the presidential suite is big enough. After the seven people were seated, the always good-tempered Mr. Song stood up: "You girl is really hard-winged. You didn't tell your family about such a big divorce, and even let your brother keep it a secret."

The style of painting is wrong, obviously the second elder cared about his mother very much in the past.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, have a cup of tea."

After the next generation of relatives, Mrs. Song who was sitting on the side took the tea and held Xie Yiran's hand: "Old man, don't scare Xiaoran, it's hard for him to raise his body like this. Besides, it's not easy for small words these years."

"Did I scare her? How old is she and how many people do she know? How can she suffer without us in the divorce? Although we are old, we can help the children to some extent."

Song Ci knew that her father was like this, he was obviously warm-hearted, and his appearance was not mean, but every time he opened his mouth, it was like firing a machine gun, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Dad, I had Xiaoran when I was 38. This year he is [-], and I am [-]. I am a lot older, and I can handle this matter well. Don't get angry, come and see, this is my divorce The Xie family has already agreed to the agreement."

Song Xian took out his presbyopic glasses, put them on and glanced at them: "Are you from Baozi? You want 60% of him? This is at most enough for you. What about Xiaoran? Do you want to throw Xiaoran into the Xie family and let him take care of himself?" To fight? That's absolutely impossible."

Song Ci was annoyed: "Dad, don't worry, even if I throw you at Xie's family, I won't throw Xiaoran there. Don't you know what virtue the Xie family has? I don't want to argue with them forever."

The old man fell silent, and Xie Yiran sat between the two elders, taking the opportunity to penetrate a trace of spiritual energy into the two of them.The aura wanders through the meridians, and finally enters the dantian, exploring the bottom and even the depths of the dantian.

Although many people have become zombies after the end of the previous life, some people have awakened abilities.The origin of the ability is not clear to the scientists, but he knows one thing: among mortals who have spiritual roots, as long as they are not virtual spirit roots, they will definitely awaken their abilities in the end.

According to the practice of Da Sanqian's cultivation world, it is almost impossible for the descendants of mortals to produce cultivators, and most of the descendants of cultivators are cultivators.In terms of natural science on earth, spiritual root is the same as appearance, and it depends on heredity.He has it all, so what about other relatives?

He didn't feel it on his mother. If his grandparents didn't have any, then he could only think about it at Xie's house.The strength of the Xie family in the previous life was only due to its sufficient supplies, which attracted a group of people with supernatural powers to form a force of its own.As for the core members of their own clan, they have been keeping a low profile, and no one knows their true strength.Seeing that the end of the world is coming soon, a stronger Xie family is what he does not want to see.

Carefully controlling the aura, perhaps because of the blood connection and self-trust, the two elders' bodies did not stop him.He explored the bottom of Dantian, and the result did not disappoint him:

The two elders both have spiritual roots, but with his current low level of cultivation, it is temporarily impossible to find out who is He Linggen.

But what he can be sure of is that as long as he has a spiritual root, even the five spiritual roots with the worst aptitude can become supernatural beings.As for the fact that Song Ci has no spiritual roots, he is not worried. After all, there are many people who did not have spiritual roots but awakened supernatural powers in their previous lives. Who can guarantee that Song Ci is not one of them.

Now his only doubt is: Since there are so many supernatural beings in the Song family, the second elder is also very concerned about Xie Yiran.And according to his memory, the Song family was sparsely populated, and there were only five people in the family including mother and son.Then why did the Song family have no response when something happened to Xie Yiran?

No one can answer his questions. For him, the end of the world is a memory, but for others, the end of the world is a future that he knows nothing about.And who can really see through the way of heaven and grasp the trajectory of the future?

Full of doubts, he left the hotel.The mid-level SUV parked at the door of Xie's house. Regardless of Song Ci's objection, Song Xian walked in with a cane.

Unlike yesterday, this time it was the Patriarch Xie Sheng who came forward in person.It was born from the heart, and unlike Song Xian, there was a trace of hostility in Xie Sheng's brows.Even if the extra points for family affection are discarded, Xie Yiran still thinks the Song family is more amiable.

Two divorce agreements, and a bank card by the way.Xie Yiran took out the tablet, logged into the online banking to check, the owner of the new card was Song Ci, and the balance in it happened to be in the smallest ten digits.

"Mom, the money is just right."

Song Ci took the tablet, glanced at it plainly, and handed over a USB flash drive.

"This is the video and the original material. Although Xie Guoan and I are enemies, but..."

Song Xian directly stopped the girl's polite words: "No, but, from now on, even if we are invited here, we will not come. Xie Sheng, you old man, if it hadn't been for small words to stop me these years, I would have pointed your nose at you a long time ago. scold.

When the two families got married back then, you spoke better than you sang.I was really blind to send Xiaoci into your tiger and wolf den.Among other things, I see that your seal is black, and there must be bloodshed within the year. "

Xie Yiran saw a miraculous scene. Xie Sheng, who was originally an old god, was frightened when he heard the "bloody disaster".

"Is this true?"

Song Xian shrugged mischievously: "Who knows? If I say it's true, it's true, and if I say it's false, it's false. As for the truth, I won't tell you, just figure it out for yourself. Go, go, this place is so stinky and dirty. How many souls have been killed."

Regardless of Xie Sheng's persuasion, Song Xian pulled Xie Yiran up and walked out, muttering as he walked: "Xie's surname is not good, Xiao Ran, how about grandpa's surname Song?"

Song Ge nodded immediately: "That's a good idea, change it quickly, the Song family is short of a grandson."

The always kind grandma Song raised his ear: "Boy, Xiaoran is Xiaoci's son. Don't think that you can not get married because of him."

"Mom, tap lightly, I have to record a show later."

Change your surname?Xie Yiran was a little moved, but now his priority is to go abroad to collect supplies.If the name was changed, the passport and visa would have to be reapplied, which would waste a lot of time, so he hesitated somewhat.

Obviously Song Ci also thought of it: "Dad, there is no rush, take your time."

"If you dare to change your surname, that's my grandson."

Song Xian turned his head: "Your style is not popular now. If I want to change it, I can change it. If I say a word, some people come to the door with gifts and beg to change Xiaoran's name."

so awesome?Xie Yiran had deep doubts about his grandfather's occupation, what exactly did he do.

Doubts came one after another, but he didn't have time to think about them.A fiery gaze stared at him, and when he turned his head to look, a burly man walked out of the hanging flower gate shaded by green trees.

Mixed-race facial features, iconic apple earrings.Even if he cut the Medusa short, Xie Yiran could still recognize that this person was Sha Matt who emailed him twice.

How could he appear in Xie's house?

Not only did he have doubts, but the Xie family also had doubts.Where did this non-mainstream, which doesn’t match the style of the courtyard house, come from? It’s too damaging to the aesthetics, okay?

Regardless of everyone's weird gazes, Zhong Yue was filled with excitement: Little Apple really looks better in real life than in the photos.

And he cut his hair, which suits him better.From the eyebrows to the eyes, the high nose, the moist red lips and the small Adam's apple, everything is exquisite.On the contrary, he showed great aloofness in every gesture.With perfect facial features and perfect temperament, she really deserves to be the daughter-in-law he likes.

Straightening his back, seeing everyone's dumbfounded eyes, he couldn't help but feel complacent: Sure enough, they were all overwhelmed by him.Seeing Little Apple for the first time, the first impression left - perfect.

Recalling the reason he thought up yesterday to strike up a conversation, he stepped forward: "Hello, is this your soap?"

"what?"

"Yesterday at the airport, I walked with you and saw a bar of soap falling out of your suitcase."

Xie Yiran lowered his head and looked at the bar of soap in his hand, it was really the kind he had always used.This time Song Ci packed his luggage and brought two yuan with him.

"So you bent over and picked it up?"

"Well, I happened to meet you today, so I'll return it to you."

Just as Xie Yiran was about to refuse, the spiritual root in his body, which was sandwiched between the two eggs, suddenly burst into joy, and actively released vitality to wrap the ball of soap, desperately exuding the breath he wanted.

How could Lingen do this?It doesn't matter how good-looking it is, and it loves to take advantage of it so much, has it ever thought about the feelings of its owner?

Unable to resist, he had no choice but to take it, and raised his lips out of politeness: "Thank you."

"Little Apple smiled at me, he must have understood the profound connotation of soap." - Zhong Yue's inner OS.

"Where does this come from insanity." - Xie Yiran lowered his head and tried not to complain.

☆. Prelude to the end of the world ([-])

Little Apple actually smiled at him. At this moment, thousands of flowers bloomed in front of Zhong Yue's eyes, staring blankly ahead, he seemed to see:

The Empire State Building in New York lights up specially for him;

The aunt who danced in the square dance on the Red Square in Moscow specially composed a new dance song to praise him;

The Leaning Tower of Pisa was erected again because of him; the hunchback bell ringer of Notre Dame de Paris swung the hammer again.

The fireworks on Christmas Eve on the Bund in Shanghai dazzled his eyes. He was immersed in a flowery smile, and stretched out his hand involuntarily.

"Which kid is this?"

Xie Sheng's slightly hoarse voice brought back his rationality, and he concentrated again. Little Apple had already retreated behind, but he still held the soap he gave him in his hand.

It seems that Little Apple likes his gift very much, and it's worth all his thought.No matter who picked up the soap, he was the one who held the soap in the end——Zhong Yue comforted himself like this.

"Master Xie, hello, I'm Zhong Yue."

"Mr. Zhong from the Philippines?"

"Exactly," Zhong Yue nodded slightly, then turned to Song Xian.Unlike Xie Sheng's business affairs, this time he smiled warmly and sincerely: "This is the most famous metaphysician in Huaguo, Mr. Song. I have admired your name for a long time, and I have always wanted to visit you, but I have always been unable to do so." Come in."

Song Xian doesn't like Sha Matt, his old heart can't accept this new trend, but he likes to see Xie Sheng deflated.

"This young man understands etiquette, you have a good face," Ben said casually, but looking at Song Xian later, he was even more surprised. □□, turn into a dragon in case of a storm.This young man is bumpy when he is young, but he will eventually become a giant in the face of wind and cloud.

It's amazing... How long has he not seen such a strange face.

Immediately, he took out a business card and handed it over: "It's just a little trick. You can come to the door when you have free time."

Zhong Yue looked at Little Apple behind him, this was his family.If you want to marry a daughter-in-law, you must please your mother-in-law and her family.

"Thank you, old man."

He took the business card with both hands and carefully stuffed it into the left breast pocket of his suit.

Xie Yiran has been watching Song Ci. In fact, if the sight automatically turns off Shamat's hairstyle, this person is an elite model.But thinking of those things in his previous life, he had to be more vigilant.

Although the reason is unknown, the original owner of the previous life was tortured in every possible way and did not reveal the whereabouts of Xie's family, but Xie's family and the small group of killing Matt must be on guard.Although he is capable and sure that he will not fall into the situation of the original owner, he still has to take care of his mother.

"Let's go, young man, this yard is full of smog, especially bloody and evil, so stay here as long as you can."

"Follow the teachings of the elders."

Xie Sheng's face became more and more ugly during the polite conversation.Zhong Yue is a big client, if the order is completed this time, the Xie family can completely wash their hands.Now that he is obviously close to the Song family, if something happens along the way...

At the moment, he doesn't care whether his grandson will change his surname, he has to deal with the person in front of him first.

Holding a bank card and passbook with a balance of 10 billion, the mother and son got into the SUV, Song Ge drove in front, and the group went straight back to Song's house.

One morning has passed, Song Xian and his wife Peng Yun finally digested the double good news of their grandson's recovery and their daughter's freedom.

"The little words are true. It's so uncomfortable to buy those finished clothes on the street, and you still buy so many."

Yesterday, the mother and son went shopping and bought a bunch of clothes. The luxury store has good service and supports door-to-door delivery. Song Ci left two clothes for his son, and filled in the address of the Song family for the rest. The clothes should have been delivered by now.

"Boys have to be poor. There's no harm in being rough, right Xiaoran?"

A row of crows flew by in the sky, Xie Yiran was thinking about the expensive price.Mommy, you look like a street vendor for luxury goods, do you regret not giving your son a designer tailor-made world out-of-print?

I'm not Princess Su Rui from Cruise's family.

"Well, mom, don't buy such expensive clothes in the future."

With the support of her grandson, Peng Yun hugged his arm triumphantly: "Xiaoci is not as sensible as Xiaoran. If you want me to say that the clothes don't care how much money is, they just need to be comfortable, fit and look good. Our tailor is much better than this. Go spend that wasted money."

A row of little crows flying back and forth in the air, this meeting has already been unable to fly~~~

Xie Yiran is also powerless. His grandma's "don't care about the money" is an upward statement: it doesn't mean that the street stalls can be worn casually, but that the clothes outside are not "comfortable, fit and good-looking".The Song family really hired a tailor to make it tailor-made, and looking at the exquisitely embroidered clothes on the second elder, this tailor must be of a high level.

He was a dick in his previous two lives, such a lofty lifestyle - he was so easy to accept, without maladjustment at all.From frugality to extravagance, the ancients are honest and not deceived.

The car was parked in the suburbs. Like the Xie family, the Song family also lived in an old-fashioned courtyard.But as soon as Xie Yiran walked into the house, he felt a little weird, and when he went deep into the house for a while, he suddenly realized: It looks like an inconspicuous farmyard from the outside, but the inside is so spacious.

This is a blindfold, and Zhong Yue just said that his grandfather is a master of metaphysics, and he also admitted it himself.

And when it comes to the disaster of blood and light, the horrified eyes of everyone in the Xie family.Huaguo has opposed feudal superstition for decades, and most people are atheists.And for the Xie family to be so afraid, it shows that his grandfather may really have the ability to tell good or bad luck.

No wonder he has the confidence to speak harshly to Xie Sheng even though he doesn't ask about political affairs.After all, the richer the more people want to live longer, the more they believe in this.And different from other charlatans, his grandfather really knows how to use it.With this hand, there are countless people holding gold, silver and jewelry, begging grandpa to tell grandma to ask him for a divination.

Stretching his waist and taking a deep breath, he could feel the aura in the whole house that was much stronger than the outside world.Although he doesn't understand formations, he can also