"Mom, have you forgotten what you just said?" Didn't you dislike Uncle Lu Chen?
"I haven't forgotten, but I think this reason is pretty good. Your mom has to go save the world, so I have to go." Mo Yan patted Tao Zhengyi's shoulder very solemnly. "Son, when you grow up, you should be able to handle Grandma and your maternal grandmother. Good luck, I believe in you!"
Mo Yan was truly out of time; she was going to the next world.
Since the original owner's soul had already left, she naturally couldn't stay for too long.
This was actually thanks to Lu Chen; everything he's done over the years has been meritorious, giving them a glimmer of hope.
Tao Zhengyi: "..."
"I can't, Mom, please don't do this." He suddenly seemed a little flustered.
"Just say I went out to play, went on a trip, anything is fine."
Mo Yan thought that her son was old enough to figure out a solution.
So that day, Mo Yan left with her suitcase, telling the old lady she was going on a trip.
The old lady, unusually, didn't insist on joining in. She's quite a celebrity now; many people know about her tofu shop. That old man comes over every day complaining about being poor, but she doesn't care.
Jin Ling knew that Mo Yan had gone on a trip, and simply smiled and said okay.
She knew in truth that her daughter had left.
She had a dream in which her daughter said she had found happiness and wanted to be with Lu Chen forever.
Then she saw Mo Yan come over to say goodbye. Some things don't need to be said too clearly; she truly understood.
Tao Zhengyi was extremely anxious afterwards, thinking every day about how to explain to his grandmother and maternal grandmother, but to his surprise, neither of them asked.
When it was their turn, they drank together. This time it was really Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and they fell asleep while drinking.
Then, they saw Mo Yan.
Mo Yan waved to them and led them to the underworld while nagging.
They thought, "Oh, Mo Yan, this girl. Can't she be a little gentler now that they're all dead?"
...
Tao Zhengyi felt that his mother's death was incredibly casual; she simply picked up her suitcase, found a place, lay down, and her soul emerged in front of him.
Then he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Son, I have high hopes for you. By the way, the Demon Management Bureau asked you to help them. Remember to collect the money, otherwise it will make us seem cheap."
Tao Zhengyi: "..."
"Don't come looking for me all the time. I'm busy saving the world. If you really need help, just ask the judge. We have people under our command, so don't worry."
Tao Zhengyi: "..." Mom, you didn't say that before.
"By the way, don't be an ingrate, or you'll see how I deal with you. Don't think I can't deal with you just because I'm dead."
Tao Zhengyi: "..." He just couldn't understand things when he was a child, is it really necessary to be like this?
"Finally, don't blame your mother; she's a victim."
Tao Zhengyi: "..." I know.
"Remember to bring that donkey with you. If there's any danger, the two of you can go together."
Donkey: "???" Dude, are you being polite?
Finally, Mo Yan gave Tao Zhengyi a hug. "You brat, I love you so much. You're not the one who got abandoned. It's just that your mom has to go save the world." *cough cough* It's just that your mom has a lot of sons, and a lot of love for them.
"I understand, Mom."
Later, Tao Zhengyi got married and had children. No matter how many children he had, he treated them all equally. There was no other way; he had endured so much hardship back then.
Later, Tao Zhengyi got old.
Watching my three older sisters pass away, I realized that all three of them had lived good lives. They did the jobs they loved and married the people they loved. Although there were ups and downs, life can't be all sweetness.
Tao Zhengyi, nicknamed "Golden Nugget," lived the life of a little tyrant before the age of ten. Later, he was just a "golden nugget" in the old lady's mouth.
Even when they get older, they'll still be teased.
But Tao Zhengyi was incredibly grateful that he was loved by his mother.
The person who stayed by his side afterward wasn't his wife, nor his children. It was Xiao Hei...
Yes, Tao Zhengyi never expected that Xiao Hei would be the one who would accompany him the longest in the end.
He and his donkey lived together for eighty or ninety years, relying on each other for survival...
When there's danger, we'll face it together; when there's no danger, we'll go out and see the world together.
Tao Zhengyi later joked with Xiao Hei, "You know, I never thought we'd grow old together."
Xiao Hei: "..." I don't really want to grow old with you.
——
Mo Lu did not suffer; he was simply locked in a room with nothing.
There was no one, no sound, but someone delivered the food when it was time.
He couldn't feel the passage of time and began to reminisce about the past.
Whether he regrets it or not, he himself is not sure. He just feels that if he doesn't reminisce, it's like he has nothing else to do.
No one came to visit him. Lin Momo was in jail, and the woman was in jail. After they got out, they hated Mo Lu so much that they naturally didn't want to come over. As for his son, he only said one thing: he didn't want to have such a father.
When he was a child, his father was his everything, the person he admired. Later, he realized that his world had collapsed.
Moreover, it collapsed completely, and was filthy.
Call him materialistic or ungrateful, but he's unwilling to meet him.
Mo Xuan was in an even worse situation. He lost everything and could only find a job in another place to barely survive.
He eventually broke down; life was too hard. He wanted to die, but each time he was rescued. He could finally watch TV, war movies…
Later, he went mad.
It may be true, it may be false, it doesn't matter.
His future is still long.
——
When Mo Yan woke up again, she realized that she was quite old.
Wow, where's the old lady?
Then I noticed that the person next to me was dressed in black, with flashy patterns, and was even in ancient costume.
At once……
"Are you all attending my funeral?" Black and red clothes, plus heavy makeup, smoky eyes!!! Are they trying to make sure people don't realize they're villains?
"Please calm down, Madam. I know I was wrong."
A large group of people knelt down.
"Where did you go wrong?" Mo Yan raised an eyebrow.
"This servant knows her mistake." I don't know...
"Alright, go change your clothes. Take down those messy, tree branch braids sticking up in your heads. And make this room look normal. I want things from the living world, okay?"
Mo Yan felt a pang of heartache looking at it. What kind of decor was this? All black and red. It looked like the villain's place.
Villains are villains, but can't we be a little more normal? Can't we have something more livable?
Mo Yan lay back down and began to absorb the plot.
Oh wow.
The original owner was abandoned, so he established the July Cult, and then found a large group of children and started teaching them martial arts from a young age. In the end, somehow they became a demonic cult.
As for her son, he is the leader of the Demonic Sect. It wouldn't have been a big deal, but ever since he met the female lead, he's acted like he's lost his mind.
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