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Chapter 21: A Family Doesn't Talk About Different Languages

The road is winding, and the adobe house not far away is the Wang family's house. A group of boys are playing around outside the house.

Liu Chunlan saw the happy faces of several men, and her recent worries temporarily disappeared.

"Why did you catch so many fish today?"

The net bags in the hands of these men are full of all kinds of fish. Although they used to catch a lot, how can there be so many.

"Eat these tonight and keep these in the pond."

Since their family often fished, a few men dug a fish pond in front of their house. It was not big but could hold the fish they caught.

"What's in your pocket..." Fang Cuiying pointed at the bulging bag of clothes. The protruding shape looked familiar.

A few people were mysterious, and Father Wang sent a message to his room to talk.

The sound of the copper plate hitting the copper plate was so clear and sweet that several people were so shocked that they could stuff an egg into their mouths.

"Oh my God! There's so much money here and there!"

Fang Cuiying held the coins in her hands like rice. There were so many coins that they leaked out from between her fingers.

"I know you have all been racking your brains recently to figure out why your family's income is so fast.

One family does not speak the same language, so our family will talk behind closed doors today. Do you still remember the dream I talked about?"

The sons and daughters-in-law stood in a row and listened carefully. They had already noticed that something was wrong at home.

When I heard Father Wang mention that dream, maybe there really are gods in this world.

"Dad, are you serious?"

"Fu Bao is an immortal in heaven who is in charge of fortune. Now he has come down to earth to save tribulations. The old immortal feels that our family is too poor to raise children after reincarnation. As long as we treat Fu Bao well and make her merits perfect, our family will be blessed.

, full of blessings.

This is a secret from heaven, and anyone who leaks it will be punished by heaven."

"Ah? What is heaven's punishment?" Zhang Guihua was a little afraid of what she would do if she accidentally revealed the secret in the future because of her stupid mouth.

"Dad, does this count as leaking..."

Father Wang said sternly: "We live under the same roof. I can't hide it from you at all. It's not enough for outsiders."

Wang Yonglin couldn't wrap his head around it. Was a god reincarnated into his family, or was he his daughter?

Li Zhenxiang covered her mouth with a look of disbelief, why did Fu Bao fall in love with her and choose her to be his mother in the first place.

"These things were given by the old god, so we will live a good life in the future."

What Mr. Wang is most afraid of is that his family will live a comfortable life relying on Fu Bao, so he wants to take good care of it.

"Every good life is earned by oneself. If the gods are dissatisfied, our family's merit is low and we will not be able to raise many blessings and withstand the blessings from heaven.

After today’s events, no one is allowed to speak out about them. Each of you must swear to me that what you know today will be rotten in your stomach.”

Everyone had never seen Mr. Wang so serious before, and they believed a little more about this matter. They all swore a poisonous oath to God to express their sincerity.

"Remember your oath today and keep it secret from the children."

Several big men nodded one after another. So, how could dad dig up ginseng so casually? That magical bait turned out to have its origin.

No wonder Fu Bao was white and fat when he was born, like a fairy boy, with great aura.

Surprised, Liu Chunlan began to count the copper plates, and Fang Cuiying strung them together into a hanging basket, totaling more than five hundred coins.

Today is a happy day, and several women are looking forward to the days ahead.

An Ran is sitting in the rocking chair, why are everyone always staring at her today and smiling weirdly.

Especially her second aunt, who had a smile on her lips and looked at her with burning eyes.

Liu Chunlan thought about how she had to cut down her clothes and diet in front of Fu Bao, and she felt very regretful. If she had known that this was the case, she would have paid tribute to Fu Bao like her ancestors.

"Put two eggs in to make the flavor stronger. We can't lose our fortune now."

Liu Chunlan is a lot more generous now. She doesn’t add too much water to the steamed eggs, but instead puts two eggs.

"Wow! Is there a big happy event in our family?"

Wang Wenyuan saw something and rubbed his eyes. Wasn't he dreaming? It was pimple soup.

"It smells so good! It's pimple soup!"

The youngest Wenbo quickly climbed up on the stool and looked at a large pot of white pimple soup, which was not mushy.

"Mom, why did our family eat pimple soup today?"

"Don't talk too much when you have something to eat. Grandpa has something to tell everyone when it is served."

In the kitchen, Li Aling was lighting a fire, taking out the charcoal and putting it into the portable oven. Now that her hands were warm, she felt extremely itchy.

The aunts saw this and did not let her touch cold water, and there was no frostbite plaster at home.

Li Aliu was helping to chop the firewood, splitting the wood into thin pieces. The force he exerted was so strong that he was sweating after a while.

The boys lined up holding bowls one by one, staring eagerly at the soup basin in front of them.

"Do you want to have white noodles to eat in the future?" Liu Chunlan stood in front of the rice bowl and knocked on the bowl as a reminder to the children queuing up.

"I think!" they all responded childishly. If they really had pimple soup every day, they wouldn't be too happy.

"Then when someone asks you what you eat every day, how do you answer them?"

"pimple……"

Before Wenbo could finish speaking, his second brother Wenyuan covered his mouth.

"We can eat whatever my mother cooks."

Father Wang stood among the children and told him not to tell others about the good food at home in the future, otherwise thieves would be interested and steal everything and everyone would have nothing to eat.

"Yeah, got it."

"Come here and make pimple soup." Liu Chunlan was very clever after hearing what the children said.

"Okay, let's eat~"

"Wow, it smells so good and delicious."

"Fu Bao, let's eat~"

An Ran found that her food had become much better today. It would be quite useful if Father Wang made her into a reincarnation of a god.

This way she can be bolder, but it's better to be careful so as not to cause trouble.

Since ancient times, we have been able to understand the truth that every man is innocent and carries a jade, but now the Wang family cannot be too conspicuous.

"Aqiu~" Children's health is really troublesome. It takes a long time to recover from a minor illness.

When Fu Bao sneezed, the whole family was concerned, covered her with a blanket, and placed the stove next to her.

In fact, it doesn't have to be like this. An Ran looked next to him and saw a row of boys who didn't get such treatment, squatting and watching, their eyes full of envy.

Tonight's pimple soup is particularly heart-warming and stomach-warming. It's so steamy that if you take a sip of the soup, your whole body will be warmed up.

"A-Ling, come here. Auntie made you a coat. It's an old coat that you used to wear to keep you warm."

Li Aling took the coat. It was not thick, but it was much better than wearing a few single clothes. She took it with both hands: "Thank you, Auntie."

"You girl, your life is just a little bit miserable with such a father."

Li Aling remained silent. She was indeed not as lucky as Fu Bao. Everyone loved her.

She has no father or mother, but she has a brother who is good to her.

"Brother, look, the coat my aunt gave me." Li Aling showed her brother the clothes she got.

This is the first piece of clothing that fits her figure. She likes it very much. It is colorful and has flowers on it.

"Well, it looks good. If you put it on when you sleep, it won't be so cold at night."

"Brother, the pimple soup tonight is so delicious. I'm full."

"Well, when I grow up, I will also go to the pier to carry bags, buy you meat buns to eat, and buy clothes to wear."

Li Aling smiled and then hugged her brother, who was a head taller: "Brother, I miss our mother. They all have mother's feelings. I also wonder why she didn't take us with her."
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