GBP Chapter 427 Many Stories in the Alley 12 (The End)
Chapter 427 Many Stories in the Alley 12 (The End)
Tongzi didn't understand.
You, a puppet, aspire to be a human being, how did you end up eavesdropping?
Ugh.
Even the Tonghe Tree is envious!
"Rongbao, Rongxiaoshu... don't you think so? Our love for eavesdropping is all because of Xiaoyi's influence."
It's rare to see any disdain on Rongbao's tree-like face.
“*%%”
(It's wrong to deceive yourself!)
"Wow, so you and Xiao Yi are on the same side now! I knew it."
You're physically by the emperor's side, but your heart is with the puppeteer—how dare you!
When it comes to distorting the truth, the system is also quite adept.
Rong Xiaoshu felt that she had been wronged.
With a "whoosh," it returned to the system space and began to fight with its own body and the system.
Wang Pingyu could occasionally hear the system begging for mercy.
She couldn't help but feel that there was a hint of madness in her companion's liveliness.
Tongzi noticed the burning gaze.
The data hand reached out and pulled back the curtain.
If Wang Pingyu didn't use his mental power, he could only hear a series of thumping sounds coming from a corner of the system space, and the lingering souls in the system space would scatter like birds and beasts.
Violence!
The system and the tree are both too brute-force.
The spirits were so frightened that their spirits became even weaker. There was no way to complain in this place, so they could only squeeze together and queue up for massages, baths, meditation, and hibernation.
The Quick Transmigration Bureau provides too many methods for stabilizing the soul body to list them all.
She's nothing like she used to be.
After completing the task, one either farms in their own space or isolates themselves in the drafty system space.
Souls are truly incomparable.
Of course, it's not easy to compare people.
Just as dawn broke, Wang Pingyu was woken up by his third brother and his wife for dinner.
The original owner's family had such a damned biological clock... not a single person in them could sleep in properly.
As the eldest son of the Zhou family, Chun Guo only started to get busy after taking care of his elderly mother.
She stood at the entrance of the courtyard.
Watching my sister and brother-in-law walk away, along with their stroller.
A secret joy welled up inside her; if she didn't get married, she wouldn't have to be separated from her mother—a solution she had come up with long ago.
As for whether Mother can accept it.
Chun Guo thought that at worst, they could just delay it, year after year, and her mother and uncle would naturally forget about it.
Of course, it's also possible that they've simply come to terms with it.
to this end.
Wang Pingyu even pretended to be bitter in front of his elderly mother for a few days.
However, his mother later exposed his lie.
*
In the capital city.
That old hag Yi Daopo is also pretending. She acts all day long, sneaking out of the small gate of the mansion and then going in through the side gate of that house.
It is used to treat night cough in children.
They were also responsible for calming frightened children and calling back their souls.
It didn't take long for him to gain a good reputation, and families with young children were willing to seek out Yi Daopo for comfort.
This time.
Yi Daopo did not consider herself a member of the Taoist community.
Instead, she was an old woman who had inherited the family craft, and she would speak with a few vulgar words, making her very down-to-earth.
Oh yes.
Besides the ancient superstitious version of pediatrics, another skill passed down in Yi Daopo's family is the ability to hide, conceal, and run away.
Regardless of who leaked the information, every few times someone tries to double-cross them, but unfortunately, they never succeed.
Each time, Yi Daopo would go through a lot of trouble, taking them on a whim again and again.
They walked people until they were like a pack of dead dogs.
She had to stay in bed for a month before Yi Daopo could leisurely return home after plundering the other party's wealth.
What a bitter experience!
As for who's being sour, Yi Daopo said she doesn't care, as long as there are more ways to increase income.
The twins, a boy and a girl, nodded like chicks pecking at rice.
"Master is right!"
"Master is right!"
"Master, please have tea."
A forced smile of satisfaction spread across Yi Daopo's lips.
The twins were treated with even greater care and attention.
Over the years, they have learned how to disguise themselves, run, hide, and conceal themselves. The female warrior said that she would follow her to learn pediatrics and go out to see patients.
This... couldn't be better.
I lived in Beijing for several years.
They finally managed to squeeze out a lot of the nonsense from their heads.
They also know how fortunate it is to be able to learn skills, not to mention medical skills, which can still be passed down through generations.
Even if they had no intention of having children.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "My female master's family has such a rich heritage."
The twins felt...
The female warriors possessed such skills that they truly felt it would be difficult to learn them all even if they spent a lifetime.
However, you've learned the skills to make a living.
The feeling of being in a dreamlike state that the twins experienced gradually faded away.
They secretly began to eliminate evil and persecute others, while Yi Daopo turned a blind eye and only cleaned up their messes when necessary.
Fortunately, the twins are sensible.
They did not give Yi Daopo a chance to train them further.
Instead, they made a name for themselves in the capital and the surrounding areas—the Black and White Duo.
Wang Pingyu remained firmly seated in Luogou County, watching these two kids, dressed in height-increasing and muscular outfits, stir up trouble in Beijing.
What could be causing my headache?
Disguise is out of the question.
How could Xiao Yi teach children to apply face powder... It's even more intimidating than Asian sorcery.
*
When Chunguo took care of Chunmei's third cub.
In a remote mountain valley near Luogou County, a lord who had lost his memory suffered heatstroke while working as a cow in the fields. When he woke up, he had regained his lost memories.
However, he seems to have been a little too happy too soon.
I wonder if it's a side effect of amnesia.
The amnesiac marquis didn't want to face his peasant family.
After leaving the village, he found the jade pendant he had hidden a few years ago and quietly left the village, only to faint and lose his memory again.
His eldest son, who was far behind him, did not step forward.
Instead, he waited until he was rescued by traveling merchants from out of town before hurriedly returning home.
Upon learning that her husband, who resembled a nobleman, had "escaped," the woman showed no emotion.
She only wanted to borrow a seed, but little did she know that after sleeping with the nobleman a few times, her fate would be ruined.
It's really time and destiny.
It's best to keep the family's ancestral face-reading skills out of the public eye.
This will also prevent bringing disaster or trouble to the family.
That night.
The woman then burned the few pages of paper that were her family's genuine heirloom.
As for where that once-noble man had gone, the woman thought he certainly wouldn't be able to find any trouble with her family.
after all…
My son said so.
The merchant who picked up his father, a wealthy man, seemed to be heading to the frontier.
I don't know if I'm going to take him there and have him serve as a young master for someone else.
Ugh.
This person is good-looking.
All he has to do is offer his big butt, and he can easily live a life free from worries about food and clothing.
Wang Pingyu skipped over the amnesiac marquis who suffered from recurring amnesia.
I took the extra snack crumbs from home and went out to gossip with my old neighbors in Cat Lane.
She mainly wanted to hear about the beautiful mistresses in the neighboring Gou'er Lane.
A widowed official in the prefectural city took a mistress, who fled with a child in Gou'er Lane. The child was later nicknamed Gou'er (Dog)...
This family of three is really funny.
Her old neighbors tell the story in a particularly interesting way.
Old Mrs. Chen from next door also wanted to join in the fun.
Unfortunately, the banyan tree blocked my way, and I inexplicably started circling around in the yard.
Her granddaughter, used to being fooled by her, pretended not to see it.
I pushed open the door and squeezed into the crowd, trying to soak up some of the atmosphere.
While we're at it, let's hear about what's going on in Gou'er Lane.
*
Spring, summer, autumn and winter flow through Cat Lane.
Wang Pingyu was in good health and traveled back and forth between the two counties, seeing off many members of the Wang family.
They all agreed that they would live together again after they went down to the underworld, and maybe they could even be reincarnated together.
Chun Guo thought for a moment.
He also signed up his two younger sisters.
Wang Pingyu scratched his head.
I didn't see anything. If Lao Zhou has any objections, he can fight the Wang family underground.
Life goes by so fast.
A blink of an eye.
My daughter already has a granddaughter.
Chun Guo has gone from being a widowed aunt to an old aunt.
In their final years, the three sisters made a pact to close their eyes together with their elderly mother as she approached her death.