: Do good deeds without worrying about the future

The words were harsh and unpleasant to hear.

Rong Yinghui was just passing by to do good deeds, but who would have thought of making it so complicated? It made his head buzz.

People were constantly coming and going in the corridors of the hospital, and the lights in the emergency room flickered on and off at the end of the corridor to determine life and death.

He raised his hand to stop the other party from lighting up his cigarette.

"This is a hospital, you can't smoke in public places."

The man threw his hand away angrily and laughed.

"Fuck, who are you? How dare you take care of me?"

The family members nearby were still crying, and an elderly man rolled his eyes and cried.

"Fifty million, no, I want one million before I break up with you, otherwise we won't mediate with you! Let you go to jail! My granddaughter!"

The doctor came out of the ward to stop him.

"This is a hospital, don't make any noise!"

"Where are the family members? The family members came to sign. The situation has changed again just now. I am seriously ill. I came to inform you of the details."

In a short period of time, the world is full of different things.

Some people around me lamented in low voices that I had sinned.

When the little girl injured in the car accident was rescued, no one went in to see her. They were arguing outside about the price to be paid for issuing a letter of understanding.

Tang Micheng was brought back with bandages all over his body and looked pitiful.

The originally pampered little fat man turned into a fat quail because he was afraid that there would be something else in the hospital that would kill him during the time when the Yin Qi was strong as Tang Jin said.

"What's going on over there?"

Hugging the boss's thigh, Tang Micheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"He's blackmailing someone."

Tang Jin blinked his cat eyes, pointed at the old lady who was crying the most, and said softly: "I want to use my granddaughter's life in exchange for money to buy a house for my grandson, but if I make a good calculation now, there will be no stability in the future."

Sleeping."

There were a lot of low-pitched discussions around him, but Tang Jin's soft voice made the milkiness in his breasts particularly obvious, and it suddenly hit the other person's sore spot.

Anger flashed across the old lady's face, and she turned around and cursed loudly.

"What do you mean by selling your granddaughter's life?! How do you talk? We are victims. My granddaughter was hit by someone. I cried like this. What else do you want from me?! Today's dolls talk so viciously and even curse people.

Do you have a tutor?!"

"Fuck, how can you talk to this old immortal?!"

Tang Micheng was cowardly in front of Tang Jin now. He was usually spoiled and had a bad temper. He immediately rolled his eyes and scolded him back without thinking.

It's just that the half-grown boy shrank back behind his sister after cursing, like a quail, losing his momentum.

"I always only tell the truth." The soft and waxy little baby Tang Jin raised his eyes with dark eyes, "You know exactly what you are thinking. You use blood-stained money to build a house. You are not afraid to live in it.

Are you looking for ghosts at night?"

The old lady felt so guilty that she couldn't speak.

She indeed planned to take the one million and go back to build a house for her grandson, but no one else knew about it. Why did she say it so confidently?

"That's right. You say you feel sorry for your granddaughter, but you haven't been thinking about the one million from the beginning to the end."

"The little girl reported that she was critically ill again. She said she was sixteen years old. When she was pushed in, I looked at her thin body and said she was twelve or thirteen years old. I believed it."

"There was also a kind person who was passing by and took the little girl to the hospital. He was stopped and refused to leave. He insisted that he had hurt her twice while moving her and wanted compensation."

The sound of discussion was harsh, like needle pricks.

The old lady suddenly sat on the ground, pointed at Tang Jin and cried.

"Is there any justice left?! Let this yellow-haired little girl bully me, a poor old woman!"

The second-generation rich man who caused the accident impatiently threw down a check worth one million. He turned around and left with a sinister look on his face, but he looked down on no one.

Before Grandpa Butler could take action, Rong Yinghui had already stood sideways in front of Tang Jin and said, "Speak politely. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, I will call the police."

Seeing that he might be a capable person, the family calmed down a bit, and already received a check worth one million beyond their expectations, adding Tang Jin's words.

In the end, only one person was left who was not very willing to sign the critical illness notice of the girl in the car accident, and the others quickly dispersed.

"Who is he?" He raised his hand and tugged at the collar of his sweatshirt, muttering irritably, "I've been really unlucky for eight lifetimes recently."

Complaining about bad luck?

within the scope of business.

Tang Jin's little bald head is shiny and his cheeks are soft and cute. "Brother, we are destined to meet each other. Are you having bad luck lately and everything you do is not going well? Why don't you let Jin Jin come and tell you a fortune?

Only this number is needed."

Master cannot keep his money, and Sanqing Taoist Temple has always been the poorest in the Taoist sect. The house he built collapsed and the chickens ran away. Only the charity money to help can sustain it for a period of time.

She has to make money to support her family as the pillar of support, and her reputation is not even better than that of Sanqingshan in other gods.

When I came to Shendu, I still had a family to support and needed big customers to open.

The one in front of me is very suitable for opening.

The little girl's eyes were shining, and her soft little face was filled with reserved sales pitch.

Come on, come on, count yourself one!

"ha?"

Rong Yinghui really didn't expect that this was what the four or five-year-old girl was opening her mouth to.

Which family promotes feudal superstitious ideas to children?

There is also this dazzling ‘little light bulb’ that makes Rong Yinghui dumbfounded.

Maybe it's because she's so cute, she sounds so sweet and cute even when she says such deceptive things.

"Is it my turn to suffer a bloody disaster in the next sentence? Children can't watch those weird TV series."

As he spoke, he looked at the housekeeper beside him with some disapproval.

After all, Tang Jin came back from the Taoist temple, and the old housekeeper didn't have any reaction. He only thought that his little lady was so cute no matter how cute she looked, which was rare.

However, Tang Micheng was not happy when he heard this.

His sister has real abilities! She doesn’t lie!

Tang Jin gently tugged on his hand and shook his little head.

When talking about serious matters, Xiaotuanzi took it seriously, his dark cat eyes were clean.

"I'll give you a free message today. When you go home tonight, remember to take the main road when you leave the hospital. Don't be greedy for those two minutes."

"Yeah, yeah."

Rong Yinghui didn't take it to heart at all. Looking at Tang Jin's little face, he couldn't help but poke it gently.

The little boy didn't accept life, and even tilted his little head, "If you want to come to me again, just go to Canglang Ancient Courtyard Community. Finally - just do good deeds and don't worry about the future."

***

Walking on the avenue, Rong Yinghui was still thinking about the place where Tang Jinbao was, a famous gathering place for wealthy families in the gods.

I don’t know which wealthy family they belong to and what they teach their children.

When he turned a corner ahead, a bicycle came over. The wheels slipped and he fell to the ground. The sound startled him, and he quickly went to help.

As he bent down, the phone fell to the ground with a click, and the tempered film exploded.

After rejecting the other party's offer of thanks for giving him a mask, Rong Yinghui arrived at the place agreed upon with the person and couldn't help but cursed: "Is this a lucky move? I can have any kind of bad luck happen to me."

It’s simply that good people are not rewarded well.

It was late at night, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the moonlight was blocked.

In the deep darkness of the night, the lights of the surrounding shops appeared brighter, and there was a small shop with film stickers about fifty meters away.

The person who picked him up hadn't arrived yet, so he walked towards the small shop while looking at the terrible screen on his mobile phone.

Just walked ten meters.

A gust of wind and waves came, as if they were going to blow people off their heads.

"boom--"

I didn’t finish it at noon, so I improved it a bit

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