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Chapter 50: Trip to Qingzhou (Additional update for the porcelain wine reward)
The journey from Longgang to Qingzhou was not short, and it happened to be rainy. You Mengzhi fell asleep in the car. The last second he closed his eyes was the mist lingering outside the car window.

The mist in the south of the Yangtze River merged into heaven and earth, and then a burst of sandalwood smoke rose thousands of miles away.

The sandalwood smoke curled up in the Dharma hall, happened to break through the mandala of Green Tara, and then completely dissipated.

Azan Kun sealed the last ray of Yin Qi into the Buddha amulet and handed it to the skinny old man who was also kneeling next to him. The old man lowered his head and took it, stood up from the carpet, walked around the hall, registered the things, and put them away properly. .

Then he repeatedly checked the items on the cabinet shelf, then picked up an arm-long wooden box from the shelf and trotted respectfully to Azan Kun.

Azankun then picked up the already cold tea on the side and took a sip:
"Which guest's stuff is it?"

Facing Azankun's question, the smile on the short and thin old man's face was uglier than crying. He opened his mouth with difficulty, and there was nothing between his withered and yellow teeth, and there was no trace of his tongue.

But he still hummed and gestured as much as possible, not daring to slack off.

Azankun finally remembered something and put down the cup in his hand again:

"It's that mainland woman."

He thought about it and added:
"That woman who was tricked by a heartless man."

The short and thin old man nodded repeatedly, sat back down on his knees, and lowered his head submissively.

Azankun didn't look at the wooden box on the ground, but just looked at the teacup he put down again and again.

After a long time, he stretched out a finger full of thorns, turned the cup to the left in a small arc, and regained its position before picking it up, and then showed a very shallow smile.

After the cup returned to its place, Azan Kun finally freed up his attention and reached out to open the wooden box in front of him.

Inside the wooden box was a clay doll, with a small mallet beside it.

The clay doll has obviously been severely damaged several times, and some places are badly damaged. From time to time, powdery soil rolls down, revealing some of the hair and gold cloth that were originally sealed inside.

The more Azan Kun looked, the deeper his eyebrows furrowed.

Finally, when the short and thin old man almost wanted to run away, Azan Kun finally spoke:
"These people are really strange."

He seemed a little confused, and seemed to be talking to himself:

"Why don't you show affection when we are together?"

"Whoever betrays his sincerity will have his heart broken. Isn't it great?"

"Why should I be repaired and repaired?"

At times like this, no one can answer the question.

The short and thin old man knelt down like a quail and remained silent.

Azankun resealed the clay doll with wet mud mixed with white powder, beat it with a wooden hammer for a while, then resealed the box and handed it to the old man aside.

The old man hurriedly reached out to take it and put the things on the cabinet shelf again.

Azankun slowly stood up and walked through the Dharma hall barefoot. A second before leaving, he suddenly turned back. In the frightened eyes of the old man, he opened a cabinet next to him. In the cabinet were neatly stacked cash from various countries.

A dark shadow flashed past in the cabinet, and he waved it away. The originally neat mountain of money suddenly collapsed due to this movement, and fell to the ground and turned into a small mountain.

Azan Kun stepped back a few steps to prevent his feet from being hit, and said calmly:

"Put some money into the card, I want to reward you."

The old man nodded hurriedly, and Azan Kun slowly stepped into the inner hall. His voice came from far away through the lingering smoke:
"By the way, I want to ask that woman if she wants to kill the unfaithful man. I don't want to fix the puppet anymore."

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You Mengzhi rode for nearly five hours. When he arrived in Qingzhou, the resentment in his body could almost kill people in and out of the Palace of Hell.The embarrassment is numbing, let alone the people coming to pick up the car.
You Mengzhi gritted her teeth and remained silent. Tian Xiaoyu, who was holding the child next to her, did not see her face at all and was still chirping:

"500 yuan is actually a lot. A gentleman in my village only costs [-] yuan!"

"If I hadn't thought that what you said last time was quite accurate, and we are still relatives, who would take care of your business!"

The woman's chirping voice was so noisy that Dream Travel's eardrums ached:

"You're almost there!"

If it weren't for the foreboding that Wu Qingxue was not abroad but in Qingzhou, she would really be too lazy to make this trip and take care of this scumbag.

But if you want to determine what Wu Qingxue did, you still have to come and see what happened to the scumbag.

You Mengzhi was agitated for a while, and when Tian Xiaoyu saw that the person was angry, he closed his mouth, curled his lips angrily, and led the person into the community in a swaggering manner.

But she didn't speak, and the naughty child in her arms showed no intention of stopping:
"You are a stinky bitch who spanked my breasts, get out of here, get out of here."

You Mengzhi's face was like a pot of coal. Tian Xiaoyu quickly hugged the child and whispered for a while. He didn't know what she said. The child finally stopped making trouble.

I thought it had finally subsided, but when the three of them got on the elevator, the naughty kid insisted on making a fuss and got down. Then he poked his head in front of Yu Mengzhi for a while, and when Yu Mengzhi wasn't looking, he pulled her pants down hard!
You Mengzhi almost reflexively slapped him with his backhand. The naughty boy slapped him all over his face and fell to the ground crying.

You Mengzhi's face twitched slightly, and he was actually a little lucky that he was wearing pants with a waistband this morning, and because he was in a hurry to go out, he tied them into a tight knot.

Tian Xiaoyu watched his son being beaten, with anger on his face:

"You're crazy! Why are you arguing with a child?"

"You still beat a child, are you still a human being?!"

"Go to the hospital to have your injuries checked! If you don't pay, I'll call the police and arrest you!"

The irritability in the morning of Youmengyu was strangely calm at this time, and he said coldly:

"You have a loose waistband, don't think that other people's waistbands are as loose as yours."

Tian Xiaoyu reacted for a while before she realized that the other person was laughing at her for being so incompetent. She was furious and wanted to take advantage of this, but the elevator did ding before it arrived.

You Mengzhi didn't care about the other party's attitude and left the elevator first:

"Save some energy to mourn for your man, and don't mess around here."

"If Grandson Pig dies, will you be able to live well in the future?"

The last sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on Tian Xiaoyu's head. She was originally a young girl who had been mixed up in society in her early years. Although she had pretended to be a good woman for several years, she still inevitably cared about money in her heart.

In her mind, her man's current job is more important than people, otherwise she would not be willing to directly broadcast live broadcast for You Mengzhi to see a doctor.

Thinking of this, Tian Xiaoyu no longer cared about the crying child on the ground, just forcefully picked up his son and left. As he walked, he licked his face and talked to You Mengzhi:

"Sister, isn't this a joke?"

"You see, you young people can't even crack a joke. What will you do when you get out of society? With such a strong temper, it will be difficult for you to find your husband's family in the future."

You Mengzhi squinted his eyes, and Tian Xiaoyu suddenly shushed and became quiet.

"You don't have to worry about it. I am my husband. When the time comes, I will find someone to control my wife. Once we get together, we will control each other. Looking forward to each other's death every day can be regarded as a head start."

You Mengzhi said casually, then stood still and ordered:

"Open the door."

　Thank you all for your love, and thank you for the small gift of China Wine~~~
　　The next update should be added tomorrow and the day after tomorrow~ It’s for Han Yi Bei Wang’s monthly pass~~~
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)