After Wang Jingzhe stayed at home for two days, the small village of Chaoge Wang Village became lively. Because there were many big names, the village was immediately different.

Originally, Chaoge was also a city with great background. After a thousand years, it was once the capital of the dynasty, but it gradually declined.

In addition to the three members of the Wang family, Xiang Que and Xiang Zheng, who were closest to each other the next day, came. The two of them were casual and had a suitcase, which looked like they were on vacation at first glance.

Wang Xianzhi and Xiang Que were sitting on a chair in the yard drinking tea and chatting. Xiang Zheng squatted aside and watched the ant move. Wang Jingzhe looked suspiciously. After a long time, he asked: "What's going on? Didn't you say you're getting better? Why are you still stupid? What's wrong? It's been repeated, or is it a sequelae?"

"The origin and development of species are still continuation. It is really an interesting discipline. Whether it is us humans or ants that can be killed with a small foot, they will never escape the cycle of reincarnation..."

Wang Jingzhe raised his head in a daze and asked, "Uncle, why are you still sick?"

Xiang Que blew up the ashes and smiled faintly. Xiang Zheng looked at him like an idiot and said, "I have been studying species issues recently. Do you think I'm arguing with you here? You are abnormal, your whole family is abnormal."

Wang Xianzhi pointed at him and said to Xiang Que: "Well, this child's temper is up to you, and no one who messes with him will be spoiled."

He said to the flaw: "Good roots!"

Wang Jingzhe scratched his head awkwardly, coughed twice, and said, "Haha, I thought you were still sick, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

Xiang Zheng continued to say seriously: "So sometimes I always think that humans are really a very contradictory species. For example, why are they called taking the elevator even though they are standing in the elevator? It is clearly the sun shining on us, but why is it called basking in the sun... Also, how do you understand boiled water?"

Wang Jingzhe was stunned and said in a cold sweat, "It turns out that it's not going well, no, it seems to be even more serious!"

The next day after Xiang Que and Xiang Zheng came, Wang Xuanzhen and Wang Lingge and his son also arrived, and this became the gathering of the two kings and three giants.

Three middle-aged men in their forties and fifties sat together and talked. On the other side, Wang Lingge's eyes couldn't stop floating towards Wang Dongzhi. It felt like his eyes were about to be thrown out. You can't say that in the past, Wang Dongzhi was dressed in jeans, windbreaker clothes or short-sleeved clothes, but now he was dressed in a dress of a farm girl, which made him even more unique.

"When I saw the winter solstice, I remembered the river clam sister in the mythology. It was so appropriate. I wanted to be the fishing man by the river, and then I picked up a river clam and kept it in the water tank at home. The next day, I saw that there was a woman in the house who was charming and charming, but not using makeup but amazed the six palaces. I was worth living for ten or eight years less in my life," Wang Lingge wiped his saliva and said in admiration.

Wang Jingzhe patted his shoulder and said, "Then you have to thank my sister. She let you live for several more years, which is equivalent to saving your life."

Wang Lingge asked confusedly: "What does it mean?"

"The famous flower has a master, you don't have to lose your life..."

Wang Lingge immediately burst into tears, and was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet. Wang Dongzhi pursed his lips and laughed, making Wang Lingge feel that his heart was about to be broken. He said in his mouth that how could such a woman be defiled by someone other than him? It's a shame to die.

Xiang Zheng said silently next to him: "You have to go to the point where you can solve problems with your hands, but you have to rise to the point of being desperate, superficial and stupid!"

Wang Jingzhe smiled and Wang Lingge gritted his teeth and said, "This fool is too lazy to see him."

Seeing the younger generations laughing and making noise here, the three fathers laughed there. When they reach middle age, they not only want to drink wolfberry, but also want to see that their children can be carefree.

But unfortunately, Wang Lingge was lucky that he just fell into the love network, and Wang Jingzhe and Xiang Zheng had a little difficulty.

"Jingzhe, if it weren't for the fate of being punished by God, then his achievements would probably be unestimated in the future," Wang Xuanzhen sighed.

Wang Xianzhi's reaction was particularly dull, because as a member of the Wang family, it has been passed down for thousands of years since the time when he was cursed in three generations. Of course, the Wang surnamed has a clear idea and preparedness.

"Born in the Wang family, this is fate. You can't blame others. Reincarnation is a technical job. He joined the Wang family in Wang Village, which is his fate. Who do you want to reason with? God, if he cares about this, there wouldn't be so many people crying and calling God to take charge." Wang Xianzhi smiled coldly, and then said: "The fate of the knife-maker is hard to change. Over the years, there have been too many ancestors in our family who have fallen on this divine punishment. I have been used to it for a long time. If Jingzhe can be turned over, it means that his fate is good. If not, it means that his life is miserable."

Xiang Quexiao said, "You said it very easily, but unfortunately no one knows how heavy your heart is."

"Break your teeth and swallow them in your stomach. Is it useful to tell people whether they are bitter or not? If crying works, there is no such thing as snow in June in this world." Wang Xianzhi waved his hand to Wang Jingzhe and said, "Okay, let's talk about the main topic. It's time to come."

Wang Xianzhi said it easily, but anyone could feel that the weight between the lines was as heavy as a thousand pounds, because the sentence was about to come, and when he said it, it was obvious that the tone was wrong. He couldn't hear it even more and sad about the spring and autumn, but he seemed to be parting.

As the days come, will Wang Jingzhe be separated by God or have passed this level without any danger? Then who knows?

Although they have made so much effort in the early stage, who can dare to say that they can do it better than God?

Destiny is hard to change, this is a truth that will never change throughout the ages, unless one can change one's own destiny.

Wang Jingzhe came over, sat next to a group of big shots and bowed and said, "Thank you for your generous help from both uncles?"

Xiang Que waved his hand and said, "You don't have to thank me, I'm also for my son. Although he can get better slowly, I always want him to be faster."

Wang Xuanzhen said: "I don't mind Wang Lingge knowing more. After all, his father is so awesome. Is my heroic son a hero? I won't be embarrassed after learning more skills."

Wang Jingzhe said speechlessly: "I found that all the people I know are very arrogant and proud. Can't you keep a low profile?"
Chapter completed!