Siheyuan: Selling my wife, do you still want to provide for your retirement?

Jia Zhang’s heart was bleeding crazily!

That's all my money!

I-I haven’t seen money in a long time!

It’s all Wang Aiguo’s fault!

He really deserves to die!

"Cough cough!"

Yi Zhonghai didn't expect that Wang Aiguo could use just a donation to curse people.

Really...

I should have known better not to mention names.

Now, a good donation meeting has become very unserious.

Everyone is even whispering again about the series of wonderful stories about the Jia family.

Although the deceased is the big one.

But... I have to say, it’s really exciting!

Amidst the overwhelming discussion and scorn, Jia Dongxu’s posthumous affairs are still proceeding slowly according to the process.

At least I had some money, and Yi Zhonghai really took on the responsibility of an uncle in this incident and basically helped manage the whole process.

This made Qin Huairu very grateful.

Even Jia Zhang, who was always mean, couldn't say anything and was a little more kind to Yi Zhonghai.

The messy things between the two families in the past seemed to have been wiped away because of Jia Dongxu's funeral.

"Jia's."

In his own home, Yi Zhonghai was like a big patriarch, saying in a deep voice: "Dongxu, you were too young and died young. But those who are alive must live on."

what!

Wang Aiguo laughed out loud at home.

There's nothing I can do about it, this body...

Ever since I took the B-level fortified medicinal decoction, my ears have become so strong that it’s hard not to hear.

"What's wrong with patriotism?"

Yi Hongmei didn't have such good hearing. Seeing the man happy, she asked curiously.

"It's okay, it's okay, I thought of happy things..."

Wang Aiguo thought to himself, Yi Zhonghai, you are the originator of this nonsense literature, right?

The living must live!

Well, that’s so well said!The last time I heard something so reasonable was the last time.

"Now there is only one seedling left in Lao Jia's family."

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu and said, "Do you want to change things and make things better in the future so that the Jia family can be prosperous?"

This?

Of course I do!

Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu raised their heads, both confused.

The relationship between these two people is very subtle...

From Jia Dongxu's perspective, this is mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

But judging from the damn old Jia, this is... an equal!

"I know a very spiritual master."

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Yi Zhonghai lowered his voice and said, "Why don't we contact him and ask him to come over and do something about it on the day of Dongxu's burial!"

what?

Qin Huairu looked even more confused.

But Mrs. Jia Zhang became more energetic, as if meeting a comrade, and said in a mysterious low voice: "Where is it from? Is it reliable?"

As the saying goes...the lower the culture, the stronger the feudal superstition.

Jia Zhang's level of education determines her belief in this!

Therefore, Qin Huairu's opinion is not so important.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Jia Zhang has a head start on her and is very stable.

The voices of Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang were so low that even Wang Aiguo couldn't hear the details that followed.

What the hell?

Wang Aiguo was at home and frowned.

practice?

Bless the descendants of the Jia family?

But what does this have to do with Yi Zhonghai?

What this old guy values ​​most is his reputation and his own retirement.

It seems that these two things are incompatible.

There's something weird here...

Things were done quickly and smoothly!

On the day of the burial, as a neighbor, many people came to the courtyard.

Excluding Wang Aiguo.

To be a dutiful son and grandson to that cuckold man?

Don't be ridiculous!

Do something bad!

But early in the morning, Wang Aiguo had just sent his child to kindergarten. On his way back, he broke the big event that Yi Zhonghai had been planning for several days...

Chapter 60 The real protagonist meets the fake master, and Yi Zhonghai’s drama begins!

It happened by accident!

The children went to school, and Wang Aiguo strolled home.

"Comrade!"

Suddenly a voice stopped him.

"Is something wrong?"

Wang Aiguo was in a good mood and stopped.

"I see that you have a sky-high bone on your forehead and a spiritual light in your eyes. It seems that you are the reincarnation of an immortal..."

puff!

When Wang Aiguo said this, his first reaction was to spin around in circles.

——Find a camera location!

its not right!

In what year was "The God of Cookery" filmed?

It’s the 60s now!

But this word... what the hell is it that's so accurate?

Is it...

Traveler?

This thought made Wang Aiguo take it very seriously and look at the other person's clothes and appearance.

Taoist robe, wooden sword, Chinese character face, no words of self-importance!

Good guy!

Just like this, Wang Aiguo suppressed the urge to look for a camera position again, and said with some confusion: "So?"

"So all you have to do is put in five bucks!"

The man said solemnly: "Pindao can help you awaken your memory and regain your former magical powers!"

This……

Wuyu fucking opened the door for Wuyu - Wuyu is home!

Shake your head and treat it like a psycho.

Wang Aiguo left directly, recalling in his mind the real ridiculous things that had happened in China.

Qigong antenna pot... water turns into oil...

This is all still in the 80s, right?

Now it is 20 years earlier than that time!

Therefore, all kinds of magicians are rampant and superstitious ideas are deeply rooted in the people. Sometimes, the country will even be deceived by clever liars!

Probably, the magic stick just now looked like he was well-dressed, with fleshy cheeks and a strong complexion, which was different from most people in these four-nine cities.

Are you now treating yourself as a fat sheep and planning to kill her?

"Master! I finally found you!"

The call from behind sounded familiar.

Wang Aiguo's heart moved, and he quickly dodged and hid under a nearby big tree.