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Chapter 148 148. Jiang Xingmeng’s Nonsense Literature
Patriarch Cui was stunned, and after a while, he looked at Jiang Xingmeng with a complicated expression: "Dian... You are too serious, so there is no need to be like this."

Jiang Xingmeng shook his head: "You don't need to say more, this matter is not without a solution."

The two talked casually, and then returned to Cui's house all the way.

Jiang Ci and Xie Buhui were still silent at first, but when they saw Jiang Xingmeng came back, they both heaved a sigh of relief, breaking the embarrassment.

Jiang Ci still remembered Jiang Xingmeng's identity as the Seven Killing Star in his heart, and always felt uneasy. Now seeing Jiang Xingmeng alive and kicking, he felt a little more at ease.

Xie Buhui glanced at Jiang Xingmeng, a little satisfied: "The mood seems to be a little more complete."

Jiang Xingmeng bowed his hands and said, "Master, let me worry about it."

Xie Buhui said: "Don't bother. Now, you and Zigui should quickly start pitching for Nan Zhixiang."

Jiang Xingmeng, Jiang Ci: "..."

Jiang Ci talked about him from left to right: "Uncle Master, do you feel that Mianmian's cultivation is progressing a bit slowly?"

Jiang Xingmeng was a little anxious. It was the first time she experienced what it means to shoot herself in the foot. Now she is forced to cast every day, and the data worker is not used like that!
When she heard Jiang Ci's excuse, her eyes lit up immediately: "Yeah, I think something has gone wrong with my cultivation recently. What exactly is the problem? It's this kind of problem. It's a big problem in itself, but if you want What is the question? This question is a good question..."

Jiang Ci: "..."

Xie Buhui: "..."

Patriarch Cui: "..."

What a nonsense literature, as expected of you, Jiang Xingmeng.

……

When Yu Qingge saw Yu Xiangjin, he couldn't express how he felt in his heart.

Some are kind, and some are repulsive - the cordial is naturally connected by blood, and the repulsive is naturally because Yu Xiangjin's soul is no longer his father.

Yu Xiangjin was also a little embarrassed.

His original intention was to come to Xianmen to see more and play more with Jiang Xingmeng, a fellow villager, but he really didn't expect that his old man was also here.

An Jingzhi felt a little normal - after living for so many years, why hasn't she seen such a big storm?

Isn't it just that the dead Taoist monk came back to life and his core was replaced?

How big can it be.

Yu Qingge stared at Yu Xiangjin, but hesitated to speak.

When Yu Xiangjin died, he was already five years old. Naturally, he was deeply impressed by his father. Looking at this familiar face, he almost called out "Daddy".

Yu Xiangjin recovered quickly. He kept a safe social distance, and smiled politely at Yu Qingge: "You are Xiao Jiang's elder brother Yu Qingge, right?"

Yu Qingge stiffened and nodded.

Yu Xiangjin also felt embarrassed: "Then what, I'll take a nap first, and you mother and son will talk first."

After that, he left as if fleeing.

Only then did Yu Qingge look at An Jingzhi, and frowned: "Mother, this..."

An Jingzhi sighed: "He's an idiot now, don't worry about it, he's wearing your father's shell after all. But..."

After a pause, she spoke with a complicated expression, and lowered her voice: "...but I always feel that your father didn't really die."

Yu Qingge was stunned.

Although he loves his father very much and doesn't want his father to die, now that the situation is like this, how can his father still be alive?

He just thought that An Jingzhi was thinking too much and had some delusional thoughts, so he didn't ask any more questions. He just patted his mother on the back and said comfortingly: "Mom, do you want to sleep for a while and have a rest?"

An Jingzhi also knew that what he said sounded a bit ridiculous. He was probably tired and needed a good rest.

Yu Qingge settled An Jingzhi, hesitated for a moment, and contacted Nan Zhixiang: 【I want to ask you something. 】

He didn't expect Prime Minister Nan to reply to him. After all, Prime Minister Nan was still in the factory and couldn't even touch the communication board.

Who would have imagined that as soon as he sent the message, Minister Nan replied: [You are still up so late?Tell me, what's going on? 】

Yu Qingge was shocked: [Aren’t you going to be in the finals tomorrow?How can you still play the communication card? 】

Nan Zhixiang was very calm: [Oh, no one can find out that a god-turning stage is playing communication cards. 】

Yu Qingge: [...Okay.It's like, you know, my dad died. 】

Nan Zhixiang: "...???"

He had a question mark: [Well, your father is dead, and I don’t know when my father will die. 】

Yu Qingge was absent-minded, and casually said: [Soon, soon... Listen to me, my mother seems to have some kind of hallucination, thinking that my father is still alive, I am a little worried. 】
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