The Metaphysics Master is Setting Up a Stall Again

The youngest martial sister of the Zhengyang Sect, sealed for a thousand years, woke up to find herself reborn into the body of a young girl unloved by her father and mother.

The young girl wa...

Chapter 277 Chen Ji Antiques

"Wow, wow, wow, mom was wrong, wow, I really know I was wrong."

The answer he got was his mother's loud crying, the sound made Yao Mingyuan's eyes red.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a surge of grievance from the bottom of his heart when he heard his mother crying.

This emotion came so suddenly that he couldn't help but sob.

The mother and son hugged each other and cried for a long time.

After Huang Yan had cried enough, she began to wonder why she could hold her son.

Is it because I am dead and both of us are ghosts that we can hug each other?

But the surrounding environment told her that this was not the case. This was her home, the home where they had lived for many years.

Huang Yan held Yao Mingyuan's hand tightly and refused to let go.

At this moment, she felt that the wrist she was holding was warm, which proved that her son was still alive.

But what about her? Wasn't she already dead? What was going on now?

When Huang Yan saw that most of her hair was still black in the mirror, she realized that she had returned to the time when her son had just finished the college entrance examination.

As for what she had experienced before, Huang Yan didn't know whether it was her past life or a dream, but she never wanted to experience it again.

At this time, Yao Mingyuan still had a friend, Gao Fan, whom he had scolded for a long time.

She had to admit that she had been mistaken, and that he was actually a good kid.

After Yao Mingyuan died in her previous life, she divorced Yao Nan and met Gao Fan once while sweeping the streets.

At that time, the child saw that she was not in good health, so he forced her to sit next to him and helped clean the street. Then he took her to the hospital for a physical examination.

She said she was in the late stage of lung cancer and no longer needed treatment.

The child often bought her nutritious products such as milk and fruit, and helped her clean up and carry rice and noodles.

He is such a good kid, but why did she get so blinded that she thought that children from ordinary families were not worthy of being friends with Mingyuan?

Thinking about what she had done, Huang Yan really wanted to slap herself in the face.

"Mingyuan, don't you want to learn how to drive? Now that you've finished your exams, relax and unwind. I didn't let you do a lot of things before because I was afraid it would interfere with your studies. Now go do whatever you want!"

Huang Yan felt sad and finally said the words that she had never had the chance to say in her previous life.

Yao Mingyuan looked at his mother in disbelief, thinking he had misheard.

Huang Yan didn't care about that. She just wanted to be better to her son.

"Don't you like playing with Gao Fan? Why don't you two go together this time so you can keep each other company. I'll buy you a cell phone today so it will be more convenient for you to contact your classmates in the future."

Huang Yan was talking to herself, not paying any attention to the expression of her son opposite her.

Yao Mingyuan went from being surprised at first to being numb later.

In his opinion, this must be his mother's sarcasm.

But after dinner, his mother really took him to the driving school and paid the registration fee in front of him.

After that, I took him to the telecommunications company without stopping, opened a mobile phone number, and bought him a new mobile phone.

Afterwards, his mother gave him another two hundred yuan and asked him to go out and play with his classmates.

Yao Mingyuan was standing on the side of the road, looking confused, with money in one hand and his newly bought mobile phone in the other.

He didn't know what was wrong with his mother. She suddenly seemed like a different person, leaving him at a loss.

In the days that followed, Huang Yan continued to behave like this, gradually making Yao Mingyuan believe that his mother had really changed.

Could it be that his mother did that just so that he could get good grades in the college entrance examination?

But somehow, Yao Mingyuan suddenly thought of Wei Mian's strange gesture that day. It seemed that from that day on, his mother's personality suddenly changed and she would no longer force him to study.

Even when his father suggested that he should read college books in advance, his mother stood up and objected, saying that he should have a happy and burden-free summer vacation.

Yao Mingyuan didn’t know what the girl did to his mother that day, nor did he know what the white light was all about, but the atmosphere in his family was getting better and better.

At least when he faced his mother again, he no longer had the urge to escape.

He also has his own good friends who can confide in him about his adolescent troubles, and he can also play games, practice driving, climb mountains, and swim with boys and girls of the same age.

This summer, Yao Mingyuan participated in all the group activities that he had never participated in before.

He smiled more and more, his personality became more and more cheerful, and the number of friends around him increased from just Gao Fan to four or five.

Huang Yan looked at her originally fair-skinned son, who had become much darker due to the recent increase in outdoor activities. She did not feel unhappy at all, but instead her eyes were filled with tears.

It’s great that my son’s personality is becoming more and more cheerful, and he will definitely not go down the same path again in the future.

She finally untied the knot in her heart. As long as he could live a healthy life, what did it matter whether he was a commendable person or not?

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Not to mention what will happen to the Yao family later, after Wei Mian used the "Three Lives in a Great Dream" spell on Huang Yan, he continued to walk towards Fengshui Street.

Her goal today is to find more jade, regardless of quality.

Anyway, even if it is inferior jade, as long as she has enough time, she will be able to cultivate it into the best quality.

In fact, many stones can also be grown into jade, but those stones are not ordinary stones that can be found everywhere, and it takes much more time and spiritual energy to grow them than jade.

When she has nothing to do in the future, she can go to the jade producing area to get a few stones to try out.

As soon as Wei Mian reached the head of Fengshui Street, he was shocked by the dense crowd in front of him.

She had been here so many times, but even before the Chinese New Year, she had never seen so many people.

It’s just that most of those people gathered in the open space in the middle, either bending over or squatting to look at the nearby stalls.

The shops on both sides are also more popular, but still much less popular than those in the middle.

Wei Mian took a few casual glances and walked straight towards Chen Dapeng's antique shop.

"Hello, welcome."

When Wei Mian came in from the gate, he suddenly heard a mechanical female voice.

She looked sideways and saw that an automatic welcome speaker had been installed on the gate without her noticing.

The structure of the gate has also been changed. The previous single-layer gate has become a double-layer gate. The outside is a normal open door, and a layer of hard gray curtain is added inside.

Wei Mian opened the door curtain and entered the store, and immediately felt the cool air from the air conditioner.

"Oh, what brings you here, Master? It's so hot out here. If you need anything, just give me a call. Why come here in person?"

Thanks to Wei Mian's talisman, Chen Dapeng's antique shop became famous in this Feng Shui Street.

Now everyone outside knows that if you want to buy magical instruments, you can go to Zhiyuanzhai. They have many connections there, and they have been in this business for many years, so their credit is guaranteed.

But if you want to buy talismans, you still have to go to Chen Ji Antiques.