mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1184 Time and Memory

Children can't sit still.

Soon, Zang Meiling found children of the same age in the hotel.

Zang Meiling has dark skin, and her complexion is very bad due to exposure to wind, sun and malnutrition.

But after all, the clothes she was wearing were designed and made by Zhao Chuanxin himself, and they were much more fashionable than the children in the hotel.

Therefore, she initially integrated into the children in the hotel.

On the contrary, Zhang Shangzhi and Zhang Shangbin are not able to do so.

"what's your name?"

"My name is Zang Meiling."

"Oh, you are a local, right? You speak in a very rustic way."

Zang Meiling was looked down upon, but she had no idea what was going on and was not angry. Instead, she was laughing foolishly.

At this time, the little girl's mother frowned and said, "How can anyone come in?"

The woman was about thirty years old, with smooth and shiny skin, but ordinary facial features, a sly look, and medium-short hair. She thought her outfit was fashionable, but in fact it was very tacky, as if the Chinese language book had become a spirit.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin came slowly from behind.

His skin was better, with few wrinkles, but his hair and beard were gray. He wore a white T-shirt, khaki casual pants, and white shoes. His cuffs were bulging with his biceps and triceps, and his deltoid muscles on his shoulders bulged outward. His two long legs swung very powerfully.

The woman's eyes lit up when she saw it: her age was a mystery, but her figure was invincible!
Too lethal.

She was so anxious that she scratched her head and cheeks, but was too embarrassed to speak.

Instead, Zhao Chuanxin cheerfully stepped forward and asked, "Hello, big sister. Do you live here too?"

"Yes, sir, we are just qualified to live here," the woman said proudly.

To be able to live here, you must have a certain status.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and chatted, "Big sister, how many people are there in your family? How old is your child? Has he been sterilized?"

The woman was originally smiling like a spring breeze, but her face froze when she heard this: "Sterilization, sterilization?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and said in a serious tone, "Yes, we have to do what we should do. Otherwise, we will be too aggressive and lack good emotional management."

The little girl opposite raised her head curiously: "Uncle, what is sterilization?"

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "If you are mean and sarcastic, you have to be sterilized to cut off the genetic inheritance."

The woman opposite was furious and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You, how dare you talk like that?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigarette and lit it: "Children are just playing, they don't know what's going on. You just watch from the side and don't interrupt. And if you point at me again, I'll crush your tonsils!"

The woman dropped her hand unconsciously, and she didn't even dare to point at Zhao Chuanxin anymore.

Although she didn't dare, she refused to give up.

She went to find the guard angrily.

Soon, the guard came and asked Zhao Chuanxin coldly: "What's going on? Are you going to crush her tonsils?"

He actually didn't know what tonsils were.

As he spoke, he glanced at the woman's flattened bear area.

He felt that the tonsils were not a good place, maybe... wouldn't that be considered hooliganism?
Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ash off his cigarette and said, "That's right."

The guard's expression changed.

He was not equipped with a gun, and looking at Zhao Chuanxin's physique, he felt that he might not be his opponent, so he turned around and ran, preparing to go back for help.

How can you be a hooligan?

A moment later, he came running with three other guards.

The woman said proudly, "You are done. Do you know what it means to be a hooligan? Especially here."

She waited with confidence, waiting for the guards to arrest this rude and pretentious guy and send him to prison.

However, she found that the man just laughed disdainfully.

Zang Meiling, on the other hand, became anxious: "He is not a hooligan, you can't arrest him. Zhao Chuanxin, run away."

Zhao Chuanxin asked her to call him by his first name.

Zhao Chuanxin held her hand and stayed where he was without moving.

He had to let her know that she would not be bullied if she followed him.

However, when several guards approached, an older guard suddenly stopped and said in shock: "Zhao, Zhao, Zhao..."

Those who serve as guards in the 0-level are not ordinary people.

Just like this guy, he participated in the war.

He had witnessed with his own eyes how Zhao Chuanxin maneuvered on the battlefield and how he single-handedly killed thousands of troops.

The older guard’s expression changed drastically: “Stay where you are, don’t go over there, I’ll go call someone.”

Several guards suddenly dared not move.

The woman opposite saw the guard suddenly stop running and looked over here with an uncertain expression.

She suddenly became anxious: "Hey, these people, why don't they do anything? Don't they have guns?"

What shocked her even more was that the hotel manager and the elderly guard trotted over together.

The person in charge ran and laughed: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, you are here without informing us in advance. We warmly welcome you..."

The woman was confused.

what happened?

The older guard told several younger guards Zhao Chuanxin's identity.

Several young guards and older guards ran up to Zhao Chuanxin, stood at attention and saluted.

They all stared at Zhao Chuanxin with adoring eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't return the greeting, but just nodded.

He pointed at the older guard and said, "I remember you. You were a signalman for me. You were only a teenager at that time. You were quite smart."

The older guard was so excited that he was at a loss for words: "Captain Zhao still remembers me, I, I, I am so honored..."

Zhao Chuanxin distributed cigarettes to several people: "I remember everyone who fought with me. Your name is Zhang Yuhua, right?"

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Yuhua was so excited that tears fell: "I can't believe that Commander Zhao actually remembered me..."

He repeated this sentence over and over again.

The other young guards' eyes sparkled with envy.

They were shocked that Zhao Chuanxin could remember so many names.

Zang Meiling was originally very worried, but now she looked curiously at the opposite side and then at Zhao Chuanxin.

The person in charge complimented him, "Chief Zhao, is this your child? He is so handsome, and you can tell at first glance that he is a rare talent..."

"You have a very tolerant aesthetic." Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "This is my grandma."

He was already certain that this was his grandmother; her birthplace, parents' names, brothers' names, and her name all matched. Even their personalities were the same, except... But no matter what, he had already confirmed it.

But his grandmother was not beautiful at all, nor was she an outstanding person. She was just an ordinary person.

"Ah?" The person in charge was dumbfounded.

How could Zhao Chuanxin have such a young grandmother?

And that woman probably understood that she couldn't afford to offend this man.

Her face was pale and red, and she tried to find a way out for herself: "He, I..."

The person in charge frowned and turned around: "The leader will come later, you can explain it to the leader."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Don't alarm those people, we will leave tomorrow."

The person in charge asked cautiously, "Where is Chief Zhao going?"

In fact, he had already spoken with the relevant departments before coming.

The other party asked him to find out why Zhao Chuanxin came.

But the person in charge did not dare to ask directly.

Zhao Chuanxin blew out a smoke ring and said, "Go abroad."

He is not afraid of investigation.

No matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't figure out the relationship between Zhao Chuanxin and Zang Meiling.

Zhao Chuanxin's sudden return to China caught many people off guard.

Only when they learned that he was leaving soon did they feel relieved.

No one wants to have a time bomb in their home.

In the evening, Kurd took Zang Fusheng and his family out for a delicious meal.

Zhao Chuanxin took Zang Meiling to have dinner with some veterans.

Zhang Yuhua blushed and said, "Commander Zhao, I'm so ashamed. I really don't have anything good to treat you."

The comrades he could call upon were basically those who were not doing well in their lives.

Because those who were successful had already parted ways with them.

Looking at the table again, there were peanuts, scrambled eggs with green onions, cold cucumber salad, cold bean curd salad, salted peanuts, and braised eggplant in sauce.

It took a lot of effort to get six dishes on this table.

Including Zhao Chuanxin and Zang Meiling, there are eight people in total.

Zhao Chuanxin came with a box of roasted knives.

He looked at Zhang Yuhua, who looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Brothers, let's have the feast later."

Then he said to Zang Meiling, "Do you dare to stay here for a while? I will be back soon."

Zang Meiling looked at the greasy dishes on the table without meat, swallowed her saliva and said, "I dare you!"

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth.

He came back shortly after he left.

I went out with empty hands and came back with empty hands.

Zang Meiling stared at the food on the table and complained, "Chuanxin, where have you been? Why did you come back just now? They are all hungry."

After saying that, her stomach growled.

Zhao Chuanxin was happy.

"I'll get you something delicious."

With that, he went to the kitchen.

The stove fire burned again, and Zhao Chuanxin made a banging sound when he cut the wood.

After a while, he prepared four full pots of food.

Laiwu fried chicken, spicy fried clams, mutton and pork belly mushrooms, and boiled beef offal.

Even though there are only four dishes, they are large in quantity and filling.

Zhao Chuanxin opened a jar of Shaodao and poured it for everyone.

Seeing that the six people were in tears, he said calmly: "Men are like rivers flowing inwards. They have tears but they don't show on their faces. They just hold them back."

As he said this, he drank the first cup.

Several people followed suit and drank it all.

Zang Meiling swallowed her saliva wildly: "Chuan Xin, can we eat now?"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and said, "Eat!"

Zang Meiling's chopsticks stretched out like lightning.

People don't talk about current affairs, but only about the past, the war, the hatred, and everything else - drinking.

After getting drunk, he forgot about time, forgot about suffering, and forgot about the road he was on.

So unhappy.

"Captain Zhao, you really should come back, come back and let them see you, come back and let them be scared..."

Hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin knew that they had measured enough.

He stood up: "I'm going back now, you guys should get some rest too."

"Commander Zhao..." Zhang Yuhua felt that she had not said enough and wanted to keep him.

But Zhao Chuanxin carried Zang Meiling on his back, and disappeared in the house in a flash.

Several people's minds became clear.

Zhang Yuhua laughed loudly: "I don't know where the person has gone, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze!"

……

It took more than a month. When Zang Fusheng and his family set foot on the west coast of the United States and saw foreigners all over the streets, they realized that "North America" ​​was not the same as the "China" in their minds.

Influenced by Hollywood, there are already many women wearing miniskirts, backless deep V dresses on the streets of Los Angeles.

Men and women hugged each other in the street.

There are tall buildings standing in rows and cars filling the streets.

There was a woman sitting on a bench on the street, with big wavy hair, earrings bigger than her ears, a mini dress with off-shoulder straps, high-heeled sandals, shiny jewelry, round thighs, and holding a snow-white poodle in her hands... Zang Fusheng was stunned by her.

Zang Fusheng's wife pinched his ribs viciously and slapped him: "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out a box of Paramount and took out a cigarette.

The woman saw it and said, "Sir, can you give me one?"

Zhao Chuanxin handed over the cigarette box, flicked his finger, struck a match to light it for her, and then lit one for himself.

The Paramount uses an embedded paper filter head with good filtering effect.

Its advertising slogan: The only thing that touches your lips is the taste of cigarettes.

So women like it very much.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, was tall and masculine, the woman asked with interest, "Can you give me your contact information?"

Zhao Chuanxin: “It’s inconvenient!”

woman:"……"

Zhao Chuanxin took the whole family on the train.

After several twists and turns, Zhao Chuanxin arrived in Ladonia four days later.

Gail Russell and two other drivers drove a total of three cars and waited at the train station for a long time.

Gail Russell hadn't seen Zhao Chuanxin for several months, so she flew into his arms like a happy little bird and kissed and nibbled him.

This scene made Zang Fusheng dumbfounded again. Where had he seen this in the country?
Zang Fusheng's wife said to her attendants, "Children cannot watch this."

She felt like she was on a pirate ship and was extremely panicked.

Until Zhao Chuanxin took them to the house that belonged to them... It was in a community not far from Zhao Chuanxin's home, on Kinnett Road, James Street, the Chinese neighborhood here.

Zhao Chuanxin previously founded a financial institution dedicated to serving Nigerians, attracting a large number of minorities.

Zhao Chuanxin was also involved in real estate. He set up a Chinese neighborhood here, which was full of workers from the furniture factory, which was also opened by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin started preparing for this large family many years ago and took great pains.

“Is this our new home?”

"Oh my god, this house is so nice."

"What's so good about it? It's made of wood."

"It's hot here, and the wood isn't cold."

Zhao Chuanxin took them into the house, which was fully furnished with solid wood furniture.

The decoration is not luxurious, but the style is warm.

Ten thousand times better than their thatched houses.

There are four children in their family. The house has five rooms in total, but only one bathroom and a very small living room.

"what is this?"

“This is a TV.”

"I know this. This is a radio."

At this time, a Chinese man came outside.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and said, "Come here, Zhengdao. Explain to them how to use the electrical appliances here. In the next month, you will be responsible for helping them get familiar with the environment."

Jia Zhengdao stepped forward with a playful smile: "Uncle, I don't have much time either, you know, I have a new girlfriend, she's only 20 years old."

Zhao Chuanxin has now become a local tyrant. The Louis Pangqi Group has many subsidiaries covering multiple fields including finance, real estate, processing, retail and services.

The key is that he has a close relationship with the Patterson family.

Zhao Chuanxin was disdainful: "20-year-old girls are not prepared for men in their twenties. You should work harder and wait for the next batch of 20-year-old girls."

"..." Jia Zheng said: "Uncle, I swear, it will be reliable this time." "What if it is not reliable?"

Jia Zhengdao clenched his fists: "Then I will swear again!"

"roll."

Zhao Chuanxin went out to get a box and brought it back to Zang Meiling: "These are all clothes and shoes for you. No one else can wear them. I'll come to see you in a few days."

Then he handed Zang Fusheng a stack of five hundred dollars and said, "This money is used to settle your family. This man is Jia Zhengdao, he will take you to find a job so that you can earn money to support your family."

After saying that, Zhao Chuanxin turned and left.

Zang Fusheng and his family were at a loss.

Jia Zhengdao almost treated Zhao Chuanxin as his own uncle. He knew that this family was very important to Zhao Chuanxin.

It was just a joke before, but now he said seriously: "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything..."

Zang Fusheng and his family were scared at first, but when their neighbors got off work, they took a look and saw: Wow, they were all Chinese and they could speak the same language.

The fear was alleviated a little.

On the way, they were instructed by Zhao Chuanxin not to disclose any information about Zhao Chuanxin's situation.

They talked to each other, and one of the families was their fellow villager.

Jia Zhengdao took Zang Fusheng to the timber factory and the furniture factory, and finally Zang Fusheng stayed in the furniture factory.

There are many Chinese people in the furniture factory, half of them are Chinese, one third are black, and the rest are white.

There are Chinese restaurants, laundries and supermarkets around Zang Fusheng's home.

As they gradually became familiar with each other, these Chinese self-employed business owners told Zang Fusheng that they opened their shops with loans from the financial company owned by Louis Ponchi.

The houses, factories, etc. in this area are all inseparable from the Louis Punch Group.

How close is Zang Fusheng’s home to Zhao Chuanxin?

It’s only one kilometer away from the road.

If you are brave enough, you can walk through the woods by the lake and walk 600 meters, then you will see the lake in front of Zhao Chuanxin's house.

Zhao Chuanxin often took Zang Meiling home and provided her with good food and drink. Gail Russell taught her English and painting. Zhao Chuanxin made her a set of clothes and shoes from time to time and put some pocket money in her pocket.

After a while, Zang Meiling became familiar with the place and came here on her own.

Her two older brothers and one younger brother do not have this blessing.

Zhao Chuanxin gave their family a sum of money so that they could make a living and then left them alone.

That day, Zhao Chuanxin was having a barbecue at home.

Zang Meiling gulped down half a bottle of soda, burped and said, "Chuanxin, a group of foreigners on motorcycles came to our community yesterday and smashed the windows of a house with stones. We were all scared."

Zhao Chuanxin asked her to call him Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin just called her grandma.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Are they white, black, or olive?"

"It should be white, some people get quite dark from the tan."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded.

After eating barbecue, he took her home.

The area gradually became prosperous, with hardware stores, supermarkets, restaurants and even auto repair shops opening up.

Once a city becomes prosperous, it is bound to attract vampires.

When Zang Meiling got home, she asked him to come in and sit down.

Zhao Chuanxin hesitated for a moment, but still followed in.

Zang Fusheng's wife was a little embarrassed: "Big brother is here?"

Zhao Chuanxin calls Zang Meiling "Grandma", and she calls Zhao Chuanxin "Big Brother".

Zhao Chuanxin sat down and said, "Why don't you let my grandma go to school?"

"Go to school? What kind of school should a little girl go to?"

A big reason why Zhao Chuanxin doesn’t like to come is that he will get angry.

Zang Meiling pretended to watch TV, but she pricked up her ears to eavesdrop.

After hearing what her mother said, Zang Meiling could not hide the disappointment on her face.

Zhao Chuanxin snorted coldly: "Let my grandma live in my house from now on. I will support her in school. She will come back to see you every day, do her homework, and then go to my place to sleep."

"This……"

At this moment, the sound of a motorcycle was heard outside.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the curtain and took a look: "I'm going to go out for a while."

When he went out, the glass of one house had already been smashed.

Chinese people living abroad are used to swallowing their anger.

The glass was smashed and I didn’t even dare to leave the house.

Zang Meiling and her mother drew aside the curtain to look.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the street and saw a motorcycle coming in front of him. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the handlebars of the motorcycle.

He threw both the man and the motorcycle off the ground.

boom……

The other motorcyclists were horrified and immediately stopped and surrounded Zhao Chuanxin.

"Damn it, Fakeer..."

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, grabbed the hair of the person who was cursing, and gave him an electric shock, and the person fell limply.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and kicked, sending one man flying backwards.

He came to the last person, grabbed the other person's face with both hands, and hit him with the head again and again.

dong dong dong.

This man's face is full of flowers.

"Damn it!" Zhao Chuanxin came to the fallen man, squatted down and pulled up his hair: "Who asked you to come?"

"You son of a bitch, just wait, we from the Southern Front will come after you."

"Really?" Zhao Chuanxin held his head and rubbed it back and forth on the ground. After two or three rubs, the head became bloody.

"Ow..."

The people watching the fun felt their scalps tingling.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at Zang Meiling who was peeking through the window, then looked at the four people on the ground, and murderous intent surged in his heart.

He stood up, took out a cigar and lit it: "Get lost."

The four men lifted up the motorcycle and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin waved to Zang Meiling, then chased after them.

Can two wheels outrun two legs?

The answer is no.

Zhao Chuanxin gave them a 1.5km lead and appeared frequently.

The four men stopped outside a roadhouse called Smith's.

Eight other locomotives are parked here.

Zhao Chuanxin used the Jinhua technique to find out that there were no guests in the hotel, only a group of white people with dragon and tiger tattoos.

"What happen to you guys?"

“Being beaten by a Chinese.”

"Fuck, let's go, grab our weapons and sweep that block. This is outrageous..."

They were about to go out when the door was pushed open.

Zhao Chuanxin walked in leisurely and turned around to close the door.

"Ah, it was him. He was the one who beat my face like this..."

A group of people were holding knives and sticks, looking very aggressive.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his sword, whoosh whoosh whoosh…

The golden knife flew towards the foreheads of the white men.

Duh duh duh…

The golden knives were extremely sharp and pierced directly into the brain.

"Oshet..."

The rest were so frightened that they wanted to jump out of the window.

The effect is the same if the golden knife is inserted from the back of the head.

The last man had a golden knife on his head. Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and the golden knife was pulled out. He used Lord Run’s greeting to evaporate the blood and put away the flying knife.

Zhao Chuanxin began to burn the bodies.

The Wind God's Mark created a breeze that blew the smoke out the window.

Ultra-high temperatures melt flesh, blood, and bones.

If something else catches fire, Zhao Chuanxin will absorb the heat to put out the fire.

It really took him a lot of effort to refine all the corpses into slag.

Zhao Chuanxin released his puppet servants to clean up the ashes and stuffed them all into a bag.

He set fire to the roadhouse.

He loaded the locomotive outside into the star disk and took it away.

Zhao Chuanxin teleported back.

On the third day, newspapers reported a fire at the Smith Road Hotel.

A forest near Zhao Chuanxin's home is growing extremely lush.

He took off the brand on his motorcycle, called Zhao Lingjun and said, "I have more than ten motorcycles. Didn't you say you wanted to ride a motorcycle last time? I'll give you a fleet of motorcycles, including two Harley-Davidsons!"

Zhao Lingjun was overjoyed.

These neighborhoods in the United States are like a natural system: when one side collapses, another will come, and there will never be a blank in the dark corners.

Some gangs that could no longer operate casinos soon began to set their sights on the neighborhood where Zang Meiling lived.

Zhao Chuanxin was watching over there, and if anyone came, he would make them disappear.

After three groups of people disappeared, the police finally came to investigate and inquire about the situation.

More than 40 people have gone missing recently.

Although they are not good things.

But this is too exaggerated, it comes and disappears.

Albert Patterson called Zhao Chuanxin and asked, "Did you do this?"

He knew very well that there was a ruthless person living in that area.

Zhao Chuanxin readily admitted: "Yes, I don't allow gangs to appear here."

“I’ll have the police patrol there more often.”

"Thank you very much."

Zang Meiling went to school.

Zhao Chuanxin drove her to school: "Don't eat too many snacks, it will damage your body."

"I want to eat."

"Even if you want to eat, you have to eat less."

She was fond of animal oil and meat. After having more choices, she started to eat a lot of snacks and her weight increased visibly.

Zhao Chuanxin warned her: "I will measure your weight every week from now on. If you weigh one kilogram over the limit, your monthly pocket money will be reduced by one yuan. If you weigh ten kilograms, you will have no pocket money at all."

Zang Meiling sighed: "Ah."

The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

When the people from the old Zhao family came to Zhao Chuanxin, they saw that there was a new member in his family.

Zhao Lingjun was very curious: "Dad, who is this little girl?"

"What little girl? You are so young."

"what?"

Zhao Lingjun was confused: "I don't even know who my grandfather is, how can I have a great-grandmother? She is so young, how can she be my great-grandmother?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't explain.

Zhao Xun is 19 years old this year and Zhao Yi is 23 years old.

Zhao Yi already had a child, and Zhao Chuanxin had a great-grandson.

The Zhao family grew so quickly that Zhao Chuanxin was caught off guard.

Judging from their facial features, apart from the fact that Zhao Chuanxin has white hair on his temples, Zhao Zhengze and Zhao Chuanxin should be about the same age.

Zhao Chuanxin held his great-grandson and watched people in the room playing cards and talking.

He suddenly said, "This is the last year. Don't come for the New Year next time."

Everyone was surprised: "Why?"

They are all used to it.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Zhao Lingjun: "When you organize a gathering in the future, the gathering place should be Lubin Prefecture or Heping College."

Zhao Lingjun seemed to understand something: "Okay, Dad, you have the final say."

Zhao Chuanxin kissed his great-grandson and said, "Lingjun, as the family grows, the relationship gradually fades. Try to maintain it for a few more years."

Zhao Lingjun laughed and said, "Dad, don't worry. I have already learned the same process you used back then."

The dead soul stood on the cabinet and said, "I learned it a long time ago."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the funeral spirit, then at the dry rice.

The dead spirits seem to be immortal and can be transferred from one animal to another.

But after choosing and choosing, it still prefers parrots because they can speak.

Just eating is not enough.

Gan Fan has integrated health preservation into every detail of life, but now its organs are seriously aged and it can no longer run.

Gan Fan noticed Zhao Chuanxin's gaze and sighed weakly: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Okay, I'll go back with you and walk around."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Chuanxin took some dry food and returned to the sky.

Dunzi is dead too.

Now the only food left at the Sky Flying Restaurant is pot stickers, and they have hired new chefs and waiters to run the business.

Potstickers are old and frail and their time is numbered.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin and Ganfan, Guotie'er hunched over and went out to greet them: "Boss, why did you come back after so many years? Ganfan and I can't walk anymore!"

Zhao Chuanxin brushed off the snow on his body and went into the house: "I came back to see you after dinner. I don't want to see you anymore."

Guotie'er laughed and started coughing: "Ahem, seeing that all of us old guys are gone, I'm afraid the shopkeeper must be feeling bad."

Gan Zai wanted to go out for a walk, so Zhao Chuanxin opened the door for him.

Guotie'er suddenly said, "Boss, the young master has moved all the laboratory equipment away. What are you going to do with this large house?"

Zhao Chuanxin pursed his lips and said, "Leave it to you and Dunzi's children. You decide how to divide it."

Guotie looked at the restaurant seriously, his eyes reddened as he said, "If we give it to them, I'm afraid it will change."

"Let's change it." Zhao Chuanxin took out a photo album: "Look, you are all in here, Tianshangfei is also in here."

Time passes by and changes everything outside, but memories are fixed in photo albums and can last for another hundred years.

There was a cry of surprise outside the door.

It turned out that Ganfan's legs were not very strong, but he insisted on climbing up the watchtower built by Zhao Chuanxin in the past, and ended up slipping and falling down.

Zhao Chuanxin was startled and hurried out to check.

But I saw him get up from the ground like a dog.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

How did an old skeleton survive a fall from dozens of meters without any injuries?

(End of this chapter)