After bringing back the Son of God

Or do you want to interact more with this kind of upper-class people, speak frankly, and breathe freely, what do you think, madam? "

"Isn't it? Old Jia is really a person who has seen the world. Speaking of my heart, I also think that the pavilions are too simple, but it takes a lot of money to find someone to rebuild them. How can we have any money? All the valuable gold and silver The jewelry is all on her body." The more she thought about it, the more she felt sorry for herself, but she was so glamorous, and the families with monks were so rich, and she was really a good-for-nothing son, someone who could split stones and subdue demons. Ability, but they don't even know how to make money, which made them look forward to a good life for several years. At the beginning, everyone envied them, but in the end they lived so poorly.

The old man with a goatee is still worried about it: "I said at the beginning that the roof beams should be covered with gold thread, the stone pillars should be carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the main hall and living room should be grand. It’s easy to sell at a good time. Now it’s good, and I really worry about selling it.”

The plump woman said: "If it wasn't for our intentions, knowing such a famous person, and buying two or three mansions, I asked about the land prices in the main city and compared the land prices in remote hills. If we don't find a way, we would like to buy one Every mansion is enough, and I can't afford servants."

The couple are gloomy and worried about the future. They have to walk a hundred miles to go shopping in the market, and go up and down the mountain. They are exhausted for half their lives. Good suzerain father and mother. , Actually reduced to farming on the mountain to make a living.

"Old Lu, look at the foot of the mountain, is there a beggar here?"

"It's not one, it's three!" The old man with the goatee got eye problems when he saw the clothes he was wearing. Once three beggars came, how could the luck of the mountain be worse? Come up, it's so tiring to go up the mountain, and I will send them off after they come up, I can't bear it, hurry up!"

They questioned themselves that they were kind-hearted, and they didn’t look at them mainly because they couldn’t bear it, not because they didn’t welcome people from mountain villages, but mainly because they were afraid that those who had never seen the world would be of low quality, and would laugh at their glamorous appearance if they found out that their sect was not rich.

The woman pulled out the gold hairpin from her head and hid it in her sleeve, and hurried down a few steps, waiting to shout, but when she took a closer look, the gray-faced young man in the middle seemed to be smiling, so she took a closer look.

"Oh, old Lu, come down quickly, our eldest son is back!"

The goatee old man called Lao Lu looked back, his eyes were almost blackened, he snorted coldly, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.