Sister live broadcast: Brother is a scumbag, he only knows how to rely on his parents

Two days later, Dai Yue returned home with his wife and children.

Aunt Dai still stayed in Lingnan because she had found a good job there.

After Dai's father and mother came back and arranged their children's affairs, they rushed to the hot pot restaurant without stopping.

After being away for so long, it is still a question whether the hot pot restaurant can be reopened.

But the two people's hospitalization almost consumed all the family savings.

If the hot pot restaurant is not reopened, the family will be left without a source of income.

We can't give our children a better life.

As soon as Father Dai went out, he met his next-door neighbor, Grandpa Lin.

Grandpa Lin was wearing only a vest and was sitting cross-legged in the garden of the community, with his hands on his legs and his eyes closed, as if he was practicing some martial arts.

Not only that, there was a young man standing in the open space in the community.

The young man held a sharp long sword and danced with it vigorously.

On the wall not far away, there was a man covered in sweat hanging upside down.

Dai Yue was stunned.

Although I have been hearing reports about the revival of spiritual energy on the Internet and TV.

He always felt distant.

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, even their community has changed.

If someone had waved such a sharp long knife in the community square in the past.

I'm afraid the residents will call the police soon and the teenager will be taken to the police station without a word.

"Xiao Dai, your family is finally back."

Your grandfather suddenly opened his eyes and looked at them with bright eyes.

"If you hadn't come, I would have thought you were attacked by a monster and were killed."

Grandpa Lin sighed, and his eyes, which had been bright and lively just now, suddenly looked a little haggard.

"Although a very scary monster appeared in our country, our Chinese army is very powerful."

"We have created a safe area for ordinary people, while people in other countries are still in dire straits."

As Grandpa Lin spoke, he couldn't help but smile.

"There have been huge changes in the past few months. I almost can't recognize Brother Lin."

Dai Yue couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the black hair on Grandpa Lin's head.

He remembered that before he left, Grandpa Lin had a head full of white hair, a sallow face, and cloudy eyes.

Looking at it now, I found that the old man has grown a lot of black hair, and his face is not as sallow as before, and even has a rosy look.

His eyes were full of light and looked much clearer.

"I was just lucky. I saw Mr. Yuan's introductory video on cultivating immortals, and I accidentally drew Qi into my body a few days ago."

Grandpa Lin laughed heartily.

"Brother Yue, don't listen to this old man." Another person walked over.

This man's name is Deng Guang, and Xiao Qiurou and Xiao Mingxu often call him Uncle Deng.

"Master, I have been working hard for more than two months but have made no progress."

"It's not that easy to cultivate immortality. You must have good aptitude."

Deng Guang chatted and laughed with Grandpa Lin in a friendly manner.

"Brother Yue, where have you been during this period? Have you practiced the basic exercises issued by the country?"

Deng Guang asked.

"Something happened some time ago, and I have been staying in the hospital ever since." Dai Yue explained.

"Brother Yue, let me tell you, the world has changed."

"Not only are those who have mastered high-tech skills considered talented, but those who can draw Qi into their bodies and embark on the path of cultivating immortals will also be admired by others."

Deng Guang was so excited that his mouth was full of saliva and his face turned red.

"Of course not. It's only been a few days since I started to draw Qi into my body, and the country called me and asked if I was interested in joining the special organization."

Grandpa Lin said happily.

"Although I am old, if I practice for a few more years, I might be able to regain my youth and usher in a second spring."

"It would be good to use the remaining time I have to make some contributions to our country."

After listening to this, Dai Yue had a new understanding of the current situation.

After I went back, I actually found those cultivation videos and watched them.

If I could draw the Qi into my body, I would be able to protect my two children in this world that is becoming increasingly dangerous.

However, Dai Yue felt a headache when he thought about what his son said to him that day.

the other side.

In Xiao Mingxu's room, he was sitting upright at the table, head down, writing a letter.

As Tianji Stone pulled the camera over, other people outside the screen also saw the contents of the letter.

Although the boy is small, his handwriting is very beautiful.

Every stroke seems to be carved.

"Dear mom and dad, and my lovely sister."

"I'm leaving here today to do something very important."

"Don't worry, I have a very good teacher. Not only will you not go hungry, but you will also be able to learn a lot."

When Xiao Mingxu wrote this, he sighed.

"Qiuqiu, although I can't grow up with you, I have the opportunity to come back and visit you every year."

"If conditions permit, I will bring you a gift. If Qiuqiu likes something, you can tell me secretly and I will definitely bring it to you."

"..."

Under the warm light, the boy lowered his eyes and wrote the letter very seriously, stroke by stroke. He looked very heartwarming.

Dai Qiurou, who was standing on the platform, was a little confused.

"It's true that my brother passed away on this day, but he didn't leave this letter."

"And just today, I saw with my own eyes my brother rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for my parents' things, and he took away all the money in the house."

She said here, her eyes that seemed to contain autumn water were filled with anger.

The boy in the picture is still writing stroke by stroke.

He thought about many things and filled the piece of letter paper with his childish interests.

And also drew two cute expressions below.

Wrote the last two sentences.

"Don't worry, Qiuqiu. Brother will never go hungry again."

"Besides, my brother has to protect Qiuqiu all the time."

Xiao Mingxu looked at the letter paper filled with his own words and nodded with satisfaction.

He took one last look at his own light blue, very cozy little room.

There was a faint mist in her eyes that looked like black grapes.

But the boy soon regained his composure, his expression firm.

"Brother has to keep protecting Qiuqiu." Dai Qiurou repeated this sentence outside the Tianji Stone and suddenly laughed.

This smile is like hundreds of flowers blooming one after another, and angels dancing in the morning light.

The people outside the live broadcast room were stunned and shouted that the goddess was so beautiful.

"Brother, is this what you call protection?" Dai Qiurou murmured word by word.

Her voice was like a flower in full bloom, withering away, and a faint sadness filled the air.