Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 507 Chapter [-] : My Old Lady Has Supernatural Powers

Seeing that they didn't eat, Huang Dashao didn't have to hold back.

People in the village have a real relationship, and they don't pay so much attention to politeness.

Hearing Song Qiu's intentions, he immediately nodded, "Sixteen? That day is free, and no one invites you there! Now that you said it, I'll come early that morning!"

"Dele! Then it's settled! Granny, eat slowly, we'll leave first!"

Saying that, Song Qiu and the two turned around to leave.

Mrs. Mo, who had been silent behind her, suddenly called A Ling to stop, "It will be difficult to come back once we leave. How many days have we been delayed? Tomorrow is early, and we will come at Maoshi."

Ah Ling sticks out his tongue, and being caught practicing kung fu by his master and uncle, he really can't hide for a day.

Who told her that she had only reached the fourth level of Guiyuan Xinfa, and she still couldn't break through?

So he nodded honestly, "Yes."

Song and Qiu left.

Huang Dashao and his wife were confused.

Lifting the chopsticks to pick up a piece of soft and glutinous sweet roasted white for the old lady, Huang Dashao looked at the old lady carefully, "My mother is called A Ling, what is the girl doing here tomorrow? Why is my mother getting up earlier and earlier recently?"

Old Mrs. Mo took a look at him, bit her eyes, and said slowly, "With your mother's body, you can live another ten years without any problem."

Huang Dashao shrank his neck, thinking: He believes this, everyone thinks his mother is not strong, after all, they are both 84 years old, but the couple accidentally saw their old lady with their own eyes and flew away Get up and turn over the backyard wall.

He often couldn't help whispering to his daughter-in-law secretly at night, the old lady knows magic skills!
Wouldn't he be a wanted gangster when he was young?

Or is there an enemy chasing and killing someone who has to hide here?

Otherwise, that body would be neater than him!

How does she look like an old lady who is more than 80?
They all believed it was a little girl!

Sometimes he thinks, is he the old one?
After all, he is also 62 this year, and it is not so easy to be in charge of the table now.

It is estimated that he will have to die first.

Look at his old wife who is one year older than him, she is not as strong as him.

Huang Dashao's heart was sour, if they were all ahead, who would beat his old lady to the ground in the future?
This person has gone, no one will send him off, and there are no ghosts on the way to Huangquan to pick him up, right?
Known child Moruomu.

Mrs. Mo glanced at him, "Don't worry about me, that girl Ah Ling is my nephew's grandson, and I will have her when I die, so you should worry about your own affairs first."

The couple looked at each other.

Nephew and grandson?
Where did the nephews and grandchildren come from?
It's so good, why does my mother talk about this?

Is this something they can know?

I don't want to hide it from them anymore, so I'm going to confess my true identity?

Is Jiang Yang a bandit or is he being hunted down by his enemies?

Are you going to be killed?

So you want them to worry about their affairs?
In their sixties, they have lived enough and have no children. They are not afraid of death.

Just die, the family is still together after death!

Seeing the couple's winking gestures, Mrs. Mo slightly raised her forehead and put down her chopsticks.

"What do you think of the three pillars?"

Are you talking about my mother's nephew and grandson?
Why did he turn the subject around and talk about his little apprentice Sanzhu?
Although Huang Dashao was puzzled, he still answered seriously, "Sanzhu is honest and hardworking, and he is filial to us. In the future I won't be able to hold a large spoon, someone will take over this skill for me!"

"Otherwise, our Huang family's banquet skills would not be with me."

After hearing this, Mrs. Mo said: "A disciple is a disciple after all. His surname is Li, not Huang. What will be passed down in the future will also be the Li family's craftsmanship."

Huang Dashao's expression darkened when he heard this, and Dashao's daughter-in-law also wept silently.

Not having a son and a half daughter is the biggest regret in their life!
Huang Dashao didn't express his regret, but nodded his head and said: "The Li family belongs to the Li family, as long as this craftsmanship is passed on, I don't care."

"I asked Fawang's daughter-in-law about it. They are willing to adopt Sanzhu as your son. What do you think?"

What Mrs. Mo said made Huang Dashao and his wife too shocked to speak.

After a while, Huang Dashao finally found his own voice, he couldn't believe it, "Fawang and the others really want it?"

Originally, Sanzhu was his apprentice because his seniority was not high enough. It’s because he didn’t have a son. Sanzhu was willing to learn this skill. The Fawang couple also wanted their son to have a craft to make a living, so they hit it off and became a master and apprentice. .

He just thought that in the future, Sanzhu would be able to support the elderly couple until their retirement, and help him take care of his mother, and in order not to lose this skill, he devoted himself to teaching Sanzhu.

But he never thought that San Zhu could be his son.

Can the Fawang couple give up?

Dashao's daughter-in-law raised her eyes, with excitement and anticipation faintly in her eyes.

Mrs. Mo said: "Their couple have three sons. Both Dazhu and Erzhu have begged for their daughters-in-law. The two daughters-in-law are more likely to have children than the other. How many years has it been? Just have three grandsons, and Erzhu's daughter-in-law has another belly up."

"With this momentum, it will take a lot of effort to say goodbye to all the grandchildren in the future. San Zhu is already sixteen this year, so it's time to say goodbye. Their family's wealth is just that, and they can't support three sons."

"Even if Sanzhu is adopted, they still have two sons and so many grandchildren who will inherit the incense, it's not bad for Sanzhu.

And when San Zhu entered Huang's house, all the money you two earned belonged to him. If you two find him a good wife, you can live a more relaxed life. "

"So when I mentioned it, the two of them nodded and said yes."

"Is that so?" Huang Dashao was so excited that his mouth trembled, could he have a son?

Whether it's an apprentice or a son, in the future, he will provide them with old age and die, and throw them a basin?

"Get out!"

Mrs. Mo sighed, and took out a blue cloth money bag from her bosom, "All my savings are here, take it, I will buy some things tomorrow, go to Li's house and have a good talk, pick a good day, and do it." A cup of wine, please come and witness that I have worshiped the ancestors of the Huang family and kowtowed to you for tea, even if it is done, I can feel at ease."

Huang Dashao looked at the money bag, did not dare to take it, his eyes suddenly turned red, "Mother, you...you are... don't scare my son!"

Why is it like an account of the funeral?

Is there really no enemy in their family who wants to kill them?
Isn't it a disaster to recognize a son now?

Mrs. Mo couldn't help but put the money bag into her son's hand, and said angrily, "I said, with my body, I can live another ten years without any problem. What's wrong? Do you still hope that your mother will die?"

Huang Dashao returned to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Why? Son, take it, just take it!" I was also relieved, and the old lady said it's okay, so it's okay.

But when the head in his hand sank, he staggered, and couldn't help shaking his heart,
Bulky, there must be a big guy here!
He quickly took a look at Mrs. Mo.

Isn't my old lady a gangster?
(End of this chapter)