Rebirth of the times, a top-level boss joins the national team

"You beast, you beast, I can move and speak now, but you treat me like this. I won't be able to move and will be useless in the future. How can I still count on you?

I was wrong. I shouldn't have spoiled you in the beginning. Now you are worse than pigs and dogs.

Retribution, it really is retribution.

I have no money, not a cent at all. If you have the guts, take my life, or get out. I don't need you to support me in my old age. I'll just pretend I never gave birth to you, a beast."

Don’t be fooled by the old lady’s usual impetuous and arrogant behavior, as she looks down on everyone. In fact, she is also an elderly woman with many scars in her heart.

It's the cycle of cause and effect. Tu Shan clicked her tongue twice and calmly passed by the center of the battle between the mother and son.

everyone...

Wang Fugui was furious and pulled Aunt Wang towards Tu Shan.

"Damn, they are all bitches. Do they think I'm dead?"

The mother and son were both tall and strong, and the collision must have exerted a force of at least two hundred pounds.

Logically speaking, Tu Shan, with her small body, would have flown more than ten meters.

But she didn't move at all.

"hiss……"

I don't know who it was, but I gasped. It was particularly abrupt in the eerie and quiet atmosphere.

Wang Fugui was angry and didn't notice anything wrong.

After failing to shake her off once, he kept dragging Aunt Wang towards Tu Shan.

"You old fool, every time I ask you to pay, you always do this to me. Can't you just be more straightforward? You keep saying useless bullshit. I'm really fed up with you."

The ferocious expression seemed as if he wanted to eat someone alive.

The onlookers were all stunned. Although they had never seen Tu Shan's abilities, they didn't think she had any abilities.

But seeing her standing there like a stake, being bumped by people, he inexplicably felt a sense of suffocation.

Like the center of a storm, turbulent air currents gathered around her, waiting to explode.

Everyone stepped back and broke into a cold sweat for Wang Fugui.

Although Aunt Wang is tall, she is a woman and an old woman, and is no match for Wang Fugui.

In his hands, the money could only be squeezed and rolled as he pleased, so his money would be snatched away every time.

In the past, Wang Fugui would just push her, snatch the money and run away before she could react.

But this time, she could feel a sense of tyranny. If the person next to her was not Tu Sanmei, but a wall or a pillar, he would still ram himself against it. He wanted to kill his mother.

Aunt Wang was extremely sad. She just wanted to die. It would be better if she died.

"Snapped……"

Wang Fugui flew out and climbed onto the wall, but couldn't get down.

I don’t know whether he is dead or not.

Tu Shan retracted her foot and exhaled. Her eyes beneath her thick bangs were chillingly cold. "I've really put up with you for a long time."

Aunt Wang was stunned and couldn't come back to her senses. She prayed for her own death.

He glanced at his son, whose life or death was unknown, and then looked at Tu Shan.

Tu Shan looked back at him dimly: "Why, do you want revenge or do you want to keep him company?"

At this time, Tu Shan's gloomy aura was extremely strong, and it seemed that the gloomy aura could be felt within a mile radius.

Aunt Wang's face trembled: "No, I'm old and my bones are brittle."

Tu Shan: "...Oh, there's no such thing as an overnight grudge between mother and son. If you have anything to say, just talk it out. Don't use violence."

everyone...

Tu Shan walked into the house and closed the door gracefully.

The people in the yard went crazy instantly. They all rushed to look at Wang Fugui on the wall and excitedly discussed how to kick him up the wall without any effort and without the wall falling down.

Aunt Wang, who wanted to see whether her son was dead or alive, couldn't squeeze in and started cursing in frustration.

She stood up again.

The compound was exceptionally quiet today, and everyone was walking in and out very quietly. A child was ignorant and cried a few times before being dragged into the house and spanked with his mouth covered.

Tu Shan heard this and felt that the naughty kid really deserved a beating.

At mealtime, he took the clay pot, rice, potatoes and vegetables to the well to wash them, and then cooked a large pot of porridge.

Even though it has no oil or salt, it is really delicious.

The naughty kid started crying and was howling in the house.

The adults wouldn't let him out, so he could only look at Tu Shan through the iron bars and cry with tears and snot.

Tu Shan inexplicably thought of the song "Tears Behind Bars".

After dinner was ready, I poured out one-fifth of it as usual and gulped down the remaining three or two gulps.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the naughty child's crying was even more miserable.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Tu Shan went out.

Just like yesterday, I delivered food to Tu’s parents.

As usual, I knocked on the door of the broken shack and waited for my parents to come out.

It was still from the butcher's father.

Tu Shan looked at her father's expression in the moonlight. After eating the porridge, although his expression didn't get better, it didn't get worse either.

If they eat labor-inducing foods regularly in the future, the old couple’s damaged bodies should be able to recover.

The butcher glanced at the things on the ground and frowned slightly.

If it was Ling Yang, he probably wouldn't have walked so fast and would have said a few words.

Besides, Ling Yang is very busy, so how can he come every night?

I checked the food and found that the porridge was fragrant and the grapes were bright and fresh, so everything was fine.

If someone was planning to frame them, they wouldn't bring such a good thing.

Although the butcher had many doubts in his heart, he thought the things were good and his wife was in poor health and really needed them.

He suppressed his doubts, put on a smile, and went in with his things.

Seeing his expression, the butcher mother asked, "Is it Ling Yang again?"

The butcher nodded and said, "They've been tightening the screws lately. Ling Yang said it wouldn't be a good idea to stay any longer, so he put his things down and left."

The butcher's mother sighed, "He was a good child, what a pity."

What a pity, no more said.

Tu Shan made sure her parents had eaten before leaving.

Let them think it’s Ling Yang. It’s really hard to handle with my identity.

After leaving the East District, Tu Shan was not in a hurry to go back.

I found some resilient grass, made a basket, and prepared to go to the fields to catch loaches. Selling fish every day would have a bad impact.

Because of the base, there are few villages and fields around the North District.

There are a lot of them in the East District. Since you are here, you can’t come empty-handed.

Tu Shan strolled to the village in the suburbs.

It was a lively time with cicadas chirping and frogs croaking, and a cool breeze blew away the heat.

As soon as Tu Shan arrived at the place, she met a fellow traveler, a middle-aged man with dark, thin and rough skin.

The moonlight is bright and dispels the darkness.

The uncle glanced at Tu Shan's empty basket, chuckled twice, and walked his own half-filled basket towards Tu Shan: "You didn't catch a single fish? Don't worry, take your time."

He walked away without recognizing any relatives.

Tu Shan...Okay, you're awesome.

Damn her desire to win, Tu Shan plunged into the fields. She wouldn't go home unless she caught dozens of kilograms of fish today.

In the summer nights, loaches will stand quietly at the bottom of still water in places such as paddy fields and ditches, preying on plankton in the water.

You walk over quietly and use professional clamps to accurately clip each one.

When Tu Shan came, he made a simple bamboo clamp and scanned the area frantically. He estimated that there was not a single living loach within a mile radius.

Tu Shan's mouth twitched. She was late. The professional loach catcher arrived more than an hour earlier than her. She didn't know how many people had patrolled this area. It was strange that they had such talent.

Tu Shan moved her neck. It seemed that she had to take a shortcut.

Loaches are omnivorous and not only eat plankton, but also some plant foods.

Tu Shan randomly found some wild grass by the field to stimulate its growth, threw it into the basket, then applied some supernatural powers on the surface of the weeds and began to wait and see.

I have to say, superpowers are really powerful.

In just a few minutes, the number of species increased dramatically, not just loaches, but also frogs, grasshoppers, pheasants, snakes, fish, various small flying insects, and all living things that could smell the scent gathered here crazily.

Tu Shan was so busy that she asked all the uninvited guests to leave.

She only wants loaches.

I also caught a few pheasants and rabbits, not for the sake of making money, but just to enrich the variety of goods.

When the basket was full, Tu Shan finished work and went home. She definitely harvested more than that uncle tonight.

Unfortunately, the basket was too small, and it only weighed about twenty pounds when fully filled.

It's okay, she is content.