Chapter 523: Wang Ping

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Wang Ping'an took great pains and even gave her a little aura to stay alive, only to support Wu Panchun and Wang Tiantian back.
At this time, the black maid was pale, and she was covered with a layer of cloth, which covered the torn body, but could not hide the smell of her body.
The body of Uncle Black was placed next to it, covered with a white cloth long ago. I do n’t know who ignited a few sandalwood incense to dispel some flavor and prevent the flies from gathering too much.
"Grandma!" Wang Tiantian was frightened, shouting timidly about half a meter away.
The black aunt who had her eyes closed halfway, her eyes lit up suddenly, saw Wang Tiantian's figure.
The corner of the black maid's mouth trembled, and she said a hard sentence: "Good, good-granddaughter ... just come back ... give me the end ... all the family property ... for you!"
With that said, she tried to raise her hand and wanted to grab something.
Wang Tiantian was afraid and shrank into her mother's arms.
Wu Panchun couldn't bear it, fearing she wouldn't look away, and grabbed this shrivelled hand for Tian Tian and held it tightly together.
Auntie Black smiled, her eyes closed slowly, her outstretched hand fell suddenly and fell heavily.
She may not see who held the hand.
But Wu Panchun's grip completely canceled the grudge between the two.
Everything in life, but a handful of loess after death, what can you care about?
"What's wrong with Grandma?" Wang Tiantian, who indented Wu Panchun's arms, protruded his head and asked puzzled.
"Grandma fell asleep, come, kneel here, give her three heads, and let Grandma sleep better." Wu Panchun coaxed her daughter with soft and low words.
"Oh, okay." Although Wang Tiantian felt a little strange, she was essentially an obedient little girl, who knelt and knelt there as her mother said.
Wang Ping'an stood aside and looked at all this quietly, feeling that he was busy and not in vain. At least neither side had any regrets, no matter for the living or the dead.
Ding!
A prompt box will pop up: "Congratulations, complete the mission of doing a good job every day, merit +1."
Hearing this reminder, Wang Ping was stunned.
Ok? Can I do a good job every day?
Or is it that this task has never been completed, as long as you do a good deed every day, there will be rewards?
That is to say, since the father's house in the provincial capital came back, haven't he done any good?
So there is no reward for doing a good job every day?
Oh, what a joke?
Wang Ping An feels that the system must be broken. A good person like himself is doing good deeds every day. Isn't it a good deed?
I remember when I returned from the provincial capital, because Xu Qing was attacked, I murdered a killer myself. Isn't that a good thing?
Because Tianwumen was aggressive, guilty of rivers and lakes, and jumped out to speak coldly, so it was not a good thing to destroy the skywalk by himself.
There are also those who have been drilling in the orchard all day long and lost their way. They found them by themselves and brought them out. They only received a little hard work. Is n’t this a good day?
There are too many similar good people and good things. I ca n’t remember clearly, and I do n’t get a reward. It is really depressing.
Because of this, Wang Ping'an was very confused and did not know what the conditions for receiving rewards every day were.
Is it impossible to get a good deed to be around to have the opportunity to do good deeds every day?
It was just over an hour before it was dark. The villagers came forward and moved the bodies of the black maid and uncle to their home, burned the paper, burned the incense, and set the spiritual position.
While busy with these things, Wang Ping'an had called the village party secretary and the village chief to narrate the last words of the black aunt to Wu Panchun, and handed over two bankbooks to her.
The village helped her to do these things. It was the money paid by the village committee first. After finishing the funeral, you need to return it to the village committee.
Wu Panchun is a woman who understands the truth. After a lot of gratitude and gratitude, she began to take a sweet guardian spirit. Some people came to express their condolences.
She is now a free body, but these are the things her daughter-in-law should do.
It was not easy to do this step. First, she forgave the black maid, and second, she did all this for her daughter Wang Tiantian.
The young and old in the village greatly appreciated Wu Panchun's behaviors. There were many women, mainly staying with them, guarding the spirit with her at night, and some people were busy with tea and meals.
The old mansion of Wang Ping's family has collapsed, and there are no other people around. This place looks a bit desolate.
"Little fish, snake baby, you two are watching here today, don't make any trouble. The two of them, I called back, and they must be safe."
"Relax, boss, if we are here, we will never let them go wrong."
With these two layers of cultivators on the 6th floor, Wang Ping'an is very at ease and can go home to sleep with peace of mind.
After all, in this world, Reiki is extremely thin. Most people can only reach three or four floors after practicing for ten years. Six-layer cultivators like them can walk across the rivers and lakes.
Of course, if you provoke the more powerful cultivators of the previous generation, the worst thing is that they will be carried back horizontally.
Wang Pingan took the big yellow dog back to the orchard and saw that Laiwang and the war committee were killing pigs, or killing pigs.
Several small wild boars, killed by a few sticks, must take advantage of the blood before it cools, and the blood quality will be better after bleeding.
When Wang Ping'an was busy doing good deeds, they had already dealt with most of them, and now there are only some finishing matters.
Several puppies and crescent bears, I do n’t know how much pig meat they ate, it was difficult to walk, and it was uncomfortable to lie there and sleep.
"Oh, so much pork, is there a place to freeze?" Wang Ping said.
Laiwang replied: "Boss, you are back ... Actually, after being cleaned, these little wild boars don't have much meat. They just called Chef Zhang back, stewed a pot of meat, and prepared a little tomorrow for the big yellow dog and crescent bear Our food, our freezer, can be put down. "
Wang Ping's had a freezer at home. When the restaurant opened, he bought another freezer. As long as the pork was chopped neatly, two or three large wild boars could be put down. These few small wild boars were not a problem.
Of course, the original contents have to be moved, or even taken out.
"That's all right. You hurry up and eat after finishing. She has something to do tonight. No one cooks. I cook in person and fry a few dishes." Wang Ping said, and entered the living room of the villa.
Xu Qing and Gu Qingcheng were sitting on the sofa and were chatting with their mother Su Wenting. The topic of the chat was naturally a group of beasts entering the village and the death of the couple.
"Erbao, what's the situation? Just now I wanted to burn a few sheets of paper. The two girls stopped me and asked me to burn the paper tomorrow." Su Wenting said.
"Mom, I called them to stop them. You have a sharp nose, you can't smell the smell, I'm afraid you vomit. You will be dressed up at night, and you will burn paper tomorrow.
Wang Pingan explained, wash his hands and face, and prepare to cook.