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Chapter 87

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    Zhen Yuanzi tore off one of his beards on the spot. Normally, he would definitely feel sorry for his precious beard, but he obviously didn't feel that way today.

    In the picture that Wei Hu sent over, he knew the person on it, and he was the reincarnation of his friend.  When he went to see him in the human world, he was still hesitant to get acquainted with him, but in the end it was all.

    As a result, this guy actually asked San'er to cook noodles for him himself!  !  !  He has never been treated like this!

    Zhen Yuanzi was quite unbalanced in his heart, but he didn't want to get caught in front of Wei Hu.  He quickly typed a line: I eat it every year, until I don't want to eat it anymore.

    After thinking about it for a while, this statement is a lie. According to Yang San's character of often going out, he often does not come back for a hundred years.

    So he deleted this line again, and replied in a particularly calm tone: I eat it often, but now I'm tired of it.

    He has to take what he said seriously, yes, he is not envious at all.

    Wei Hu's reply came quickly.

    Wei Hu: It looks like I haven't eaten it much, the noodles made with merit, no matter how much you eat, you can't get tired of it.

    Zhen Yuanzi snorted, and searched the names of Xu Chunshen and Yang San on his mobile phone, and the keywords that popped up were father and daughter.

    ¡¾Xu Chunshen really dotes on Yang San, you can tell at a glance that he treats him like a daughter.  ¡¿

    [Hahaha, this Reuters photo of the crew looks so warm, and Xu Dashen even feeds Yang San.  He will definitely be a daughter slave in the future, is he now experiencing the mood of an old father in advance?  ¡¿

    [Xu Chunshen, Yang San, and Wei Hu are still a harmonious family of three today.  ¡¿

    [I envy Yang San for having a father like Xu Chunshen. I can keep this father and daughter together for another hundred years.  ¡¿

    Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly: So Xu Chunshen raised his third son as a daughter?  A teacher for one day and a father for life, his authentic master hasn't spoken yet!  But it's somewhat understandable, after all, the third son of his family is very cute.

    Wei Hu posted those screenshots in order to tell Zhen Yuanzi that his precious apprentice was probably abducted by wild men.  But because of his relationship with Xu Chunshen, Zhen Yuanzi consciously placed Xu Chunshen at the level of his elders. In addition, he was influenced by the Internet, so he never thought that Xu Chunshen was thinking about his apprentice.

    His current mood belongs to the subtle discomfort of "someone wants to take my place while I'm not around".

    Zhen Yuanzi thought for a while, and called Liu Jue over.

    "When you were in the world, did you see Xu Chunshen?"

    Liu Jue recalled it for a while, and said: "I don't meet many times, but he is good to my junior sister."

    Zhen Yuanzi was silent for a while, and said, "Do you think I should also hold a birthday banquet?"

    Hmph, Xu Chunshen was elated after eating just one bowl of noodles. If it was him, he must have had several bowls of noodles.

    Liu Jue was stunned for a moment, and said immediately: "But if there is a birthday banquet, it is very likely that the ginseng fruit left by the master will not be kept."

    Every time a banquet is held, the ginseng fruit has to be distributed several times, so Zhen Yuanzi is more and more stuck in Wuzhuang Temple, and is not willing to hold a banquet.

    These words undoubtedly pinched Zhen Yuanzi's deathbed.  Taking away a ginseng fruit from him is the same as taking away one of his apprentices.  But if he wants to watch Xu Chunshen show off his might, and even eat the noodles made by Yang San, he is very upset and feels that he has to show his sense of existence.

    "I remember, you bought a house near where San'er lives, right? Clean it up, I'll live in it later."

    Liu Jue: "Are you sure?"

    In the past, the master always disliked the bad air in the world, and he was not happy to go there. In addition, he was also reluctant to part with the things he usually planted, so he seldom moved.

    Zhen Yuanzi said lightly: "I just think that many of my disciples collect merit in the human world, and I should also go to the human world to see their situation."

    Liu Jue naturally wouldn't question Zhen Yuanzi's idea, and said respectfully that he would arrange it.  He thinks the little junior sister is blessed, the master lives nearby, so she won't have to worry about vegetables in the future.  However, I don't know if the master or Xu Chunshen planted it, which one does the little junior sister prefer to eat?

    Thinking of that scene, Liu Jue suddenly looked forward to it.

    He felt that the master must not have done this on a whim today. There is no wave without wind, and the matter must have something to do with Yang San.  He swiped through Moments, and soon found the answer from Xu Chunshen's Moments.

    The corners of Liu Jue's mouth twitched fiercely, don't you want to be so childish.

    Although he complained a lot in his heart, he still arranged to go.  Being in a bad mood, he didn't inform Yang San, but impatiently prepared to see her dumbfounded expression when the time came

    &nbspWhen her mother-in-law passed away, she would not speak out against her.

    Fei Yanbo stood up and said: "The boat is named after my wife, and it is called Shuiyuan. It means a lot to me. Please take a look at it, Master."

    Yang San's eyebrows stretched out, that's right, she annoys people who don't get into the topic for a long time.  She came here to do business, not a bosom sister responsible for enlightening people.  The sooner the matter is resolved, the sooner she can go back.

    Fei Yanbo led her to look at the painting boat that he had spent a whole year building. The whole body was a natural purple, and its beauty was indescribable in words.  A finely crafted work of art.

    It docked quietly on the shore, and it has a different kind of beauty in the sunset.

    Yang San was stunned. For some reason, this painting brought her a very familiar feeling of nostalgia, as if she had returned to her mother's embrace.

    She turned her head and asked Fei Yanbo, "What kind of wood is this boat made of?"

    Fei Yanbo was staring at Huafang obsessively. He listened to her question, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know, one of my employees found it. I think this wood is very strong, and it is Yuanyuan's favorite."  The color is used to make a painting boat."

    It's the same as saying nothing.

    Yang San turned her head again, focusing on the painting boat: she has definitely seen this wood before.

    Suddenly, her face froze, and she couldn't help but knocked her on the head.  Of course she has!  Isn't this the bed she used to sleep on?

    Recalling his own bed, and looking at the wood that was big enough to make a boat, Yang San felt unbalanced.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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