Old Scholar Su closed his eyes.

He reached out and touched his heart.

His gaze fell on Su Jiaoniang.

He pointed to the small Buddha statue: "If he does evil in the future, will you let him go?"

"..." The chances of letting go are very small.

After all, he's the little brat I raised.

He sighed softly.

Su Jiaoniang fed Old Su Xiucai a cup of hot water: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him. The worst that can happen is that he has to continue farming!"

I hope my child will have a good life.

That's probably every parent's hope.

If something happens one day, few parents can bear to abandon their children.

Of course, if Old Scholar Su didn't care about Su Li, she wouldn't say anything more.

After all, continuing to take care of such a stupid thing would mean worrying about it for the rest of your life.

Raising a child means worrying for ninety-nine years of your life!

Responsible parents are the most tired, the most hardworking, and also the greatest.

...

Their greatest sacrifice and their biggest hope in life is that in their old age, someone will take care of them and help them!

She sighed softly, "Don't worry, he'll be a bit shaken, but it won't be a matter of life and death!"

After Su Jiaoniang finished speaking, the weary-looking old scholar Su closed his eyes.

Softly, Su Jiaoniang walked out of the room.

Seeing Jun Wujiu and Futu standing outside, he asked, "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow!" Fu Tu said, glancing at Su Jiao Niang with a face full of reluctance.

"Mother, take care of yourself, live to be 100!" Futu said, his voice growing softer and softer.

Having been reborn, his deepest obsession is that his mother can live a good life and enjoy the life she wants, and that his daughter can find someone who loves and likes her, unlike in his previous life when he met the wrong person.

but……

Futu sighed.

The place where Xiaoya lived in her previous life was too chaotic.

That place was frequented by a spoiled playboy.

A serious, truly calm, upright, and self-controlled person with this mindset has absolutely no energy to devote to women.

He glanced at Su Jiaoniang, then at his own lower body. He resolved to live a good life, to live well, so that he could help his sister choose a man.

Huo Chengxu, no way!

Su Jiaoniang didn't know why the little Buddha, who had been so energetic just moments before, suddenly became so angry.

She reached out and poked Futu's cheek: "What are you thinking about?"

“Mother, you must live to be 150 years old, okay?” Futu said again.

this……

Su Jiaoniang felt that she also wanted to live to be 150 years old.

But, does her body allow it?

In a normal person, the number of times their cells divide is limited from birth.

If she lived to be 150, how slowly would her cells divide?

"Why?"

"Because, as people say, raising a child means worrying for 99 out of 100 years. Mother, if you worry until you're 99, you can live a free and easy life."

The pagoda opened its mouth!

Su Jiaoniang reached out and slapped Futu on the buttocks.

Who is he cursing?

She doesn't want to worry until she's 99.

I don't want the Buddha to be so ignorant even at 99 years old.

Futu blushed, covering his buttocks with one hand and his mouth with the other.

How could he have said something so irrational?

Indeed, people's hearts are in turmoil when they are separated.

When your mind is in turmoil, many strange problems will arise.

He turned and walked towards his room.

Who knows how long this journey will last?

There are some things that need to be arranged.

Is Lu Dashan still alive?

We must ensure his survival. As long as there is one member of the Lu family, Lu Dashan can play a crucial role in critical moments.

Su Jiaoniang watched as Futu prepared his small luggage all by himself.

On one hand, I marvel at how quickly the child has matured.

He followed them inside.

The child is leaving home, and this scene will probably play out countless times in the future. But life needs a sense of ritual, and she can't just watch as her child goes on her first long trip.

Help the child pack the clothes and other items they might wear on the road.

He then stored some small change in his money before he felt at ease.

“It’s very tiring to travel after a day of rest,” Su Jiaoniang said.

The Buddha lay stiffly on the bed.

Traveling can be arduous or not, depending on the mode of transportation chosen and the time required on the journey.

Su Jiaoniang looked at Futu sleeping and walked out from inside.

She happened to see Lu Wujiu staring at her: "Do you need something?"

Su Jiaoniang asked.

Lu Wujiu nodded: "My luggage, I didn't fold it very well."

"..." Speechless. After living to this age, you still can't even pack your luggage?

Su Jiaoniang didn't believe it.

He just wanted to boss her around and make her tired; he's such a despicable man.

Thinking this, Su Jiaoniang walked into Lu Wujiu's room: "Just this once."

"Good!" Lu Wujiu smiled as he watched Su Jiaoniang's figure, observing her busy work. Sunlight streamed in, and a thin layer of sweat covered her forehead. Summer was always so hot and so tiring.

Su Jiaoniang handed the folded luggage to Lu Wujiu and walked outside.

However, just as they reached the door, an arm appeared in front of them.

Look at the person blocking the way.

Her heart suddenly started racing.

They've lived together for so long, and their way of getting along is already fixed.

It was all so ordinary, warm and filled with a touch of happiness, and suddenly my heart started racing.

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