Yang Ling stood at the gate, looking at the mighty portraits of Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong pasted on the somewhat mottled wooden door, and pursed his lips with disdain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

These two guys who have been canonized gods have helped the people guard the gate for nearly a thousand years, but the reason is that their big boss Li Shimin has done too many bad things and has nightmares in the middle of the night, Li Shimin killed his brother and younger brother in order to be the emperor, and also put his father under house arrest, except for getting him a bunch of women, he never let him leave the Daming Palace until he died, and it is definitely the worst and most heinous model of moral collapse in Chinese history that has always emphasized the principle of ordinary people.

But even so, Li Shimin is still regarded as one of the greatest emperors of the ages in Chinese history, ranked after the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, so it can be seen that morality is a fart compared to human desires.

Since the birth of mankind, we have not found the right direction for the development of our own civilization, and in the process of slow development, although countless philosophers are constantly revising, they still cannot stop the inferiority of this race.

It's really confusing about the future!

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh, in the past few days, he has been like a demon, and he has to think about these problems that can't be compared to him when he sees anything.

This kind of worry about the future of mankind, whether it is the supreme leaders of the United States and China, or even the United Nations, has not thought much about and planned, because of the problem of the realm, they are more thinking about the things of the next few years, ten years and decades, and the purpose is not to worry about the future of mankind, but to consider the control and grasp of power and resources.

Standing tall so he can see far, Yang Ling is full of worries about the future of mankind.

The encounter between the stick and the spider old man made him feel more and more deeply depressed and urgent, a few hundred years or a thousand years? Once human beings really set foot in the universe, the end will be closer and closer, and he is the driving force behind this.

I don't know if it was right or wrong to release the spaceship and thrusters this time?

Are you hastening the demise of humanity?

If they could really live for tens of thousands of years, the human race would perish......

"Second brother~!"

Just when Yang Lingxian was eating radishes and worrying about the future of mankind, Yang Lei ran in excitedly outside wearing a red down jacket.

"Is Sister Xinglin here too?"

Yang Ling couldn't help but twitch a few times, nodded and pointed to the fire room with the door closed, so the girl rushed over, and shouted Sister Xinglin loudly while pushing the door.

However, her voice immediately became very weird and added: "Sister Xiaojing~!"

Yang Lingpi followed with a smile, gloating to see how this girl with her elbow turned out could be a qualified sister-in-law.

This girl would never have thought that she would blatantly bring both women home for the New Year.

However, before he reached the door, Yang Lei pushed the door out again and disappeared at the gate of the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Yang Ling couldn't help pouting, this girl definitely went home to chew her tongue with the third aunt and the fourth aunt.

In the room, there is a board next to the fire.

He Xiumei was rolling dough, and Sun Xiaojing and Han Xinglin were sitting on old and blackened chairs learning to make dumplings.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy talking at the same time, and the atmosphere was harmonious and happy.

Looking at the serious looks of the two beauties who were captivating the country and the city, Yang Ling smiled and dragged away a chair and sat down.

"You're still smiling!" Han Xinglin glared at him, looking at an unknown object with a strange shape in his hand, his face was flushed, and even his white ears were red.

Sun Xiaojing lowered her head, a thin layer of sweat on the tip of her nose, and the shape of the dumplings in her hand was much better-looking, after all, she studied archaeology, and often repaired some cultural relics and ancient paintings, so she had good kung fu in her hands.

Looking at Han Xinglin's clumsy appearance, Yang Ling patted her round and straight butt wrapped in jeans and said, "Look at my husband wrapping one for you!"

Han Xinglin sighed, her face was red and about to drip blood, this action was in front of her future mother-in-law, even if she usually had a big brain, she couldn't open her eyes in shame.

He Xiumei raised the rolling pin in her hand and warned, "If you break Linlin, be careful of your skin! ”

Belch~!

Yang Ling suddenly frowned and stopped talking, Han Xinglin buried her face in her chest with a red face, Sun Xiaojing also lowered her head and chuckled, and her shoulders shrugged.

"Hey~!" Yang Ling felt the elastic ripples, and laughed a few times with satisfaction: "Look, I'm going to demonstrate how to make dumplings without hands!"

After Yang Ling finished speaking, his fingers hooked slightly, and a dumpling skin floated in the air, and then the spoon scooped out a ball of stuffing in the vegetable basin and slowly floated up to put the stuffing on the dough, and then the dough was like a pair of invisible hands operating, folding and kneading in half, and pinching out a row of patterns, and finally falling on the bamboo mesh sieve.

"It's so fun, another one!" Han Xinglin clapped her hands excitedly.

So Yang Ling performed another one.

Although the two women felt novel, they were not too surprised, but He Xiumei looked at her son a little distracted.

The son has indeed changed, although he is still the same naughty and shapeless, but he has become a little strange, but in a blink of an eye, she is relieved, no matter how he changes, he is still his son, so he ...... Glared at him fiercely, "You don't go to see your grandparents, third uncles and fourth uncles when you come back, what are you doing at home? ”

Yang Ling put away the object control spell and said with a smile: "Don't go and see, they will come over soon!"

Sure enough, just as Yang Ling finished wrapping up the fourth, the door of the fire room was pushed open, and a large group of people suddenly pressed in.

Grandparents, aunts, third aunts, fourth aunts, Yang Lei, Yang Tong, all of them were full of energy and giggling, and the small fire room was suddenly stuffed.

After a chaotic greeting, and then it was to move chairs and lift the table, a large group of people found a place to sit, except for Yang Tong, all the people crowded around the dumpling stall and began to make dumplings.

While everyone was moving, their eyes kept looking at Han Xinglin and Sun Xiaojing, like fully automatic scanners, with all kinds of surprises in their eyes.

The two women felt like two frightened little quails at this time, burying their heads in their chests, and they didn't know where to put their hands.

Yang Ling was squeezed to the door with tears and laughter, looked at the scene in front of him with black lines, and then despised Yang Lei, the girl.

It's just too much gossip, it's like this now, and it's okay when you grow up!(To be continued.) )