Douluo: You call this a toy

Sun Futian, who was puffing on a dry tobacco pipe, his eyes stagnated, and he raised his palm and slapped him hard on the face. Everyone was confused and looked at him. When they were wondering why he did this, Sun Futian slapped him in the face and cursed. .

"I reported it, I'm not a human being."

"I'm sorry, Big Ben, I'm sorry, the village chief, I, I kneel down for everyone."

The villagers were stunned. Is Sun Futian crazy?Even if he did it, there is no need to admit it in public, right?

"Dad, can you please stop being embarrassed here?"

Sun Futian's knees were almost touching the ground, and he was held up by Sun Shancheng.

"What are you? Get lost!"

Snapped.

Sun Shancheng was hit in the face and was stunned. A palm print immediately appeared.

"Old guy, you dare to hit me?"

boom.

Sun Shancheng raised his kick and hit Sun Futian in the stomach.

"Okay, you dare to fight back."

Sun Futian stretched out his claws and clawed at his son. Well, the father and son struggled together.

Perhaps because they had all been beaten and scolded by Sun Futian, and because of today's incident, the villagers looked on with cold eyes and no one started a fight.

Feeling that it was almost done, Yang Fan put away the life-threatening ghost in the name of provoking a fight. Sun Futian's eyes regained clarity. When he saw his son clinging to him like an octopus, he almost died of anger.

He yelled angrily: "You're such a traitor, you're so treasonous!"

"a shame."

Sun Fumin, who turned against Sun Futian because of his son Sun Shanwang, snorted coldly.

Sun Futian pushed his son away and said angrily: "It's so novel for a son to hit me. Don't enter the house again. Get away as far as you can!"

"Get out of here when I'm full, and I won't show you how to behave."

The fight between the father and son was over and dinner was served, but no one paid attention to Sun Futian. He was drinking wine and eating side dishes alone, thinking about what had just happened, and gradually turned into a pig liver face.

After Guihua's family was gone and the yard was cleaned up, Yang Fan went home with his mother. When he saw the black car in front of the door, Qi Yingmei was startled.

"Whose car is it? Why is it parked outside our door?"

"Mom, I bought it."

Qi Yingmei looked at her son, "Did you buy it with a loan? Now is the time to use money. Why did you buy a car?"

Yang Fan hugged his mother's arm and said, "You underestimate your son. We can still afford a car. Besides, it's convenient to come back. It takes about five hours from Nanzhou to our home."

"Then you should be careful when driving in the future. There are reports every day on TV that either the bus fell into the ravine or crashed. In fact, Mom doesn't want you to drive. It's great to have a safe ride."

Yang Fanma promised, "I will pay attention to safety and not drive fast."

Opening the trunk, he took out more than ten boxes of ham sausage, walnut juice, and pure milk. In the back, he found several sets of women's clothes. The clothes Sun Zhihan brought were in the back seat. They must have been bought by Liu Xueru. Well, Good performance.

"Mom, these are the clothes Xueru bought for you. You go back to the house and try them on."

He handed several sets of clothes to his mother.

"Mom has clothes and spends money carelessly. Did... Xueru buy them? Okay, okay."

Qi Yingmei was very curious about the clothes given by her future daughter-in-law, so she picked them up and entered the hospital.

With a smile on his face, Yang Fan went back and forth several times to carry things home. When his mother came out of the house wearing new clothes, he found that she was at least five years younger. His mother liked it and he was also happy.

Call Liu Xueru immediately.

"You bought clothes for my mother, why didn't you tell me?"

"Auntie, do you like it?"

"What aunt? It's time to change your words."

"A friend of mine came to see me. He just got off the plane. I'm going to pick him up and I won't talk to you anymore."

"Okay, slow down on the road."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Fan looked around his mother and sighed: "Beautiful and young. If we go out together, someone will definitely think of you as my sister."

"I just know how to make my mother happy. When I get old, my hair will turn gray."

Yes, my hair has turned a lot grayer, and time has made me grow older. Before I knew it, my mother was already in her forties and asked, "Mom, do you drink Ganoderma lucidum soup every day?"

"Why drink it? Why not sell it for money? Our family needs to save more money. Xueru's family is well off. When we get engaged, we can't be too shabby."

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, actually thinking about this matter, "From today on, drink at least one bowl of Ganoderma lucidum soup every day. You may not know that Ganoderma lucidum soup can beautify and nourish the skin, prolong life and delay aging. As long as you insist on drinking it for a long time, the crow's feet on your forehead and whitening will be reduced." Hair can be removed.”

"You didn't lie to your mother?"

"You might as well try drinking it in March. Anyway, there is no shortage of Ganoderma lucidum in our house."

Everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention that Qi Yingmei was a great beauty when she was young, and her heart was moved.

And Yang Fan was thinking about going to the mountains to try his luck. If he encountered Ganoderma lucidum, he would leave it for his mother to eat. Well, he took the time to go up the mountain and visit the sinkhole. He didn’t know if the life-killing ghost was afraid of water, so he put it down in the sinkhole. , catch the water monster.

When Yang Fan took Little Bald out, he found that there were many little guys surrounding the car. What made him angry was that Sun Zhihan's younger brother, Sun Zhiyang, actually climbed on the hood and was dancing with his hands and feet to show off.

Yang Fan pulled him off by his ears.

"It hurts, it hurts, little Yang Fan, please let go."

Sun Zhiyang howled and begged.

"Do you still dare to climb into the car?"

Yang Fan slapped him on the head.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Only then did Yang Fan let him go, "Listen carefully, if my car is nicked by someone, I will ask the boss to deduct your sister's salary."

"Just buckle it, you won't give me any flowers anyway."

"You have no conscience. She scrimped and saved money, saying she was keeping it for you, but you don't know what to do with it."

It wasn't until he felt a pain in his butt that Sun Zhiyang said, "Did she ask you to bring me anything good?"

Yang Fan opened the car door, took out three sets of clothes from the back seat, and threw one set to Sun Zhiyang, "Your sister bought it for you."

"Ah——, Sun Zhihan, no, my sister knows she loves me."

Sun Zhiyang was so happy that he was about to run away. Yang Fan gave him another two sets of clothes and asked him to take them home.

A group of friends, staring at Sun Zhiyang's new clothes, were all envious of having such a good sister.

Yang Fan first came to the No. [-] planting base. The courtyard wall has been built, and a large iron gate has been installed at the entrance and exit. The situation inside is completely invisible. He climbed over the wall and found that black Ganoderma lucidum had grown out. It rained heavily last time, and there was no trace of it at all. affected.

He looked at the black Ganoderma lucidum from other stores. Not only did it not drown, but it was growing vigorously. On the other hand, in those fields where wheat was grown, most of the wheat seedlings were yellow and withered. After careful consideration, it should be the function of the All-Seeing Spirit Gathering Array, otherwise , the vitality of Ganoderma lucidum is not that strong.

"Xiaofan, all my wheat seedlings have drowned. I wish I had planted black Ganoderma lucidum."

Sun Banxian was not guarding the village clinic, but ran into the fields with a depressed look on his face.

"If the crops die, it won't affect you. You don't rely on crops to survive anyway. Your clinic can earn a thousand or eight hundred dollars a day, right?"

Sun Banxian's mouth twitched. If his income was so high, why would he risk heat stroke to go out in the fields? He forced a wry smile.

"Not that much, just a few hundred yuan."

"By the way, if I pull out these wheat seedlings, can I still grow Ganoderma lucidum?"

"What do you say?"

Yang Fan strode towards the greenhouse.

"Wait, wait, I have something to do with you."

Sun Banxian shouted, chasing forward with his short legs.