Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1158 - 210:

There's no need to drink extra herbal soup for recuperation, just less work and more meat.

Li Zhiyuan planned to instruct Xiong Shan to deliver meat here intermittently after he returns, but not raw, it has to be cooked, and not too much at once, otherwise it won't go into grandpa's stomach; he'll give it to the grandchildren or to the uncle and others.

Li Zhiyuan realized he had encountered the "Mr. Shan problem."

In fact, even his own grandpa was not as good as Mr. Shan, who lived frugally only when he didn't have money. When he had money, Mr. Shan was willing to enjoy good food.

Li Sanjiang asked, "Did you meet Jiehou on the road? He said you asked if the kiln factory was hiring. What, you've just recovered and are already thinking about moving bricks at the kiln factory?"

Li Weihan rubbed his fingers and said, "This time the surgery in the city was expensive, and I owe money to the four sons, which has to be repaid."

Li Sanjiang took a deep breath and then laughed; he was truly amused by the anger.

He knew that Li Weihan had money in his hands; all the living expenses sent by Li Lan were saved, including the tuition and living expenses for Little Yuanhou which he refused, were also saved by them.

Yet these two are adamant that the money their daughter sent must be saved, either returned to the daughter or given to this "grandson," even when sick, they wouldn't use this money.

The four ungrateful sons and their wives knew well that the old couple had the money the sister sent, which made them even more unwilling to pay for their father's medical treatment.

Li Sanjiang extended a finger, poking Li Weihan's forehead hard, almost causing him to fall off the bench.

"Han Hou, you're just an impractical person, and your kids have all been taught to be impractical too!"

Li Weihan just smiled awkwardly, not daring to talk back.

Li Sanjiang pulled Li Zhiyuan and walked out.

Li Weihan stood up and said, "Your wife will be back soon, let the kid stay at home for dinner tonight."

Without looking back, Li Sanjiang cursed again, "What to eat, me and the kid are both fed up with your nonsense!"

On the way back sitting in a tricycle, Li Sanjiang hadn't calmed down, coughing frequently while smoking, he said to Li Zhiyuan:

"Little Yuanhou, do you think your grandpa is impractical?"

Li Zhiyuan: "That's why Grandmaster used to want my grandpa to provide for you in your old age."

Li Sanjiang: "..."

After a long while, Li Sanjiang finally said gloomily:

"Alas, what's the use of having many children? It only makes it easier to pass the buck when it's time for care in old age.

It's deserved; if you don't educate them well, bragging about your greatness and willingness to give, only moving yourself, the more such children grow up, the less grateful they are."

"Mm."

Li Zhiyuan agreed with this, grandparents are good people, but they really didn't know how to educate children, otherwise Li Lan wouldn't have become the "most filial" among the five children.

In terms of educating children, Li Zhiyuan felt that Grandmaster was better, because even he could teach himself well.

Li Sanjiang: "I plan to have your grandpa and grandma help Shan Hou to plant peach trees and harvest fruits, with pay and meals."

Li Zhiyuan: "Thank you, Grandmaster."

Before, Li Weihan and Cui Guiyong used to help out at Li Sanjiang's house, but later because Xiong Shan and his wife came, and Uncle Qin and others returned, there were enough hands, not enough work to go around, so they didn't want to take advantage anymore.

Li Sanjiang pinched the cigarette butt, seeing they were almost home, hurriedly said one last curse:

"This kind of person is the most hateful, stubbornly insisting, only making those who truly care feel uncomfortable."

Li Zhiyuan looked up, seeing Alii standing on the second-floor terrace at home.

Alii was wearing a goose-yellow ru skirt today, with a wooden hairpin on her head, appearing both elegant and pure under the afternoon's slanting sun.

Liu Yumei sat in the yard drinking tea, seeing Li Zhiyuan returned, she smiled and said, "Oh, this time you were out for quite a while."

Then Liu Yumei looked around, not seeing her story phonograph, she asked:

"Where's Zhuangzhuang?"

"Zhuangzhuang had something happen at home, he went back to Jinling first."

"Oh, what about the other one?"

"Also something happened at home."

"Ha." Liu Yumei, "Then it should be a good thing."

Li Zhiyuan didn't argue.

Because since confirming Tan Yunlong wasn't in any life danger, the following must be a good thing.

"Grandma, I'm going up."

Liu Yumei pretended to be displeased: "Ultimately, you won't even spare time to brew a pot of tea for grandma."

Yin Meng: "I'll do it."

Liu Yumei immediately covered the teacup with one hand: "No need to be polite."

Li Zhiyuan went upstairs, at this time the sun was pleasant, the wind was pleasant, and the people were even more pleasant.

After exchanging a few simple words, Li Zhiyuan went to take a bath, coming out he sat side by side with Alii on the rattan chair, recounting his recent experiences.

Every time he narrated, it was actually Li Zhiyuan summarizing it once more for himself, making it easier to record in his "Chasing Faraway Secret Scroll" later.

After finishing the narration, Alii stood up and went back to the room, picking up a pen and standing in front of the drawing table, drafted a few strokes, depicting celestial auspicious clouds, white magma below, then a tall tower, and figures at the edge of the drawing paper. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The concept for this wave's picture book was very clear, recreating the scenario of becoming an immortal and destroying the world from the perspective of Li Zhiyuan and others at the time.

Alii turned her head, looking at the youth.

The youth nodded, the composition was indeed good.

Aunt Liu: "Time for dinner!"

After dinner, Run Sheng and Yin Meng went back to West Pavilion, Mr. Shan having sold even his tricycle should soon run out of food.

When they got to Mr. Shan's house, they saw Mr. Shan sitting in the yard drinking sweet potato porridge with much more sweet potato than rice.

Seeing Run Sheng coming, Mr. Shan's face broke into a smile, then seeing Yin Meng following behind, Mr. Shan shrank his neck.