"Life, it's really hard, but time will solve everything, just persevere.

Now I think it's a big difficulty, and then, looking back in ten years, it's not a problem.

Therefore, death cannot solve the problem, and living well is the best weapon to overcome life!"

In an instant, Fan Jian's perception of time on the Sansheng Stone became clearer, and standing on the Kyushu Ding, he instantly returned to the state of his youth.

Looking at the overwhelming magma rushing towards him, Fan Jian waved his hand, and the space in the entire dream realm froze, and time stopped.

Fan Jian took off the peachwood sword around his neck, held it in his hand, and shook it gently.

The small sword, which was originally an inch long, shone brightly, turning into a three-foot-long sword, emitting a three-zhang sword light.

With a wave of the sword in his hand, he slammed it towards the solidified space, and he heard the sound of Titicaca, and then the entire dream space was shattered, and Fan Jian on the bed opened his eyes.

He had no doubt that he was still in a dream, because with his current understanding of time, he could easily judge reality and dreams, and the speed of time between the two was different.

Thinking back to the triple dream, Fan Jian took out the time compass from the space again, and the first dream aroused his curiosity about his life experience.

The time compass is still the same, it can only return to the time frame within a day, and it seems that the energy has not recovered.

Putting the time compass into the space, Fan Jian refused Dean Li's invitation to stay for dinner, and drove home, in his dream, he had already eaten twice.

Then, the days went by as usual, flowing water, and the lawless people did not appear.

I don't know if it's because three subordinates died in a row, and Wutian has converged, or if he is planning some bigger conspiracy.

Fan Jian didn't think about this, because it was going to be the New Year, and the New Year was the biggest traditional festival of the year.

As an orphan, Fan Jian hates the New Year, and Fan Shasha doesn't pay attention to it, at this time of year, the two of them have a good meal at most, and then they are busy with their own work.

But this year is different, although Fan Shasha is in the capital and can't come back because she is pregnant, there are many people in the family.

In addition, Granny Ma, an old man who loves to be lively and attaches importance to tradition, began to be busy half a month in advance.

The old lady was like chicken blood, busy like a spinning top, cleaning, preparing the ingredients for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and she didn't know how much she could eat, and the refrigerator was already about to be full.

Then he decorated the room with all kinds of decorations, and the red window flowers were plastered all over the windows, and Fan Jian was dizzy when he saw it.

What puzzled Fan Jian the most was that he was the Eight Righteous Gods

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The broom star monarch of one actually worshiped the prince of the stove, he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to say, so he let the old lady toss.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole family made dumplings, and Granny Ma actually filled dumplings with a hundred pounds of basins, and everyone was arrested as laborers, including Wang Cuihua and Wang Sangu.

"Granny Ma, are you going out to sell dumplings?"

Looking at the piles of noodles and stuffing like a hill on the table, Fan Jian had a headache, he is a southerner, although he loves to eat dumplings, he can't wrap them.

"What do you know, you have to eat dumplings during the New Year, there are hundreds of people in the botanical garden, let's wrap them up and send them over, one person can't divide a few."

Granny Ma swished and rolled the dumpling wrappers without raising her head.

"Old woman, there are already quick-frozen dumplings over there, don't worry about it, it's finally a New Year, you see that everyone is tired."

Jiang Ziya picked up a dumpling wrapper, put the filling, squeezed it with both hands, and an ingots dumpling was baked.

"What do you know? How can quick-frozen dumplings be delicious at home, hurry up and work, don't be useless."

Seeing Jiang Ziya dismantling the stage, Granny Ma raised her rolling pin to fight, which frightened Jiang Ziya and hurriedly worked silently.

"After the couplet was pasted, we came to help, and the neighbors praised our family for how well the couplet was written, and asked which calligrapher it was."

Yang Jian led the red boy in, and the couplet was written by Lao Jun

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lao Jun raised his head proudly.

accidentally squeezed out the dumpling filling and was stared at by Granny Ma.

"That's all that, how long is it going to take?"

Seeing the noodles and stuffing on the table, Yang Jian and the red boy wailed, and suddenly felt that their bodies were hollowed out.

"Granny Ma, you see, the eight gods must want to eat the dumplings they made by themselves during the first Spring Festival spent in the mortal world.

If we send them this, they will be very happy, and they will praise you for your thoughtfulness, won't they?"

A few people will make bags for Jiang Ziya and Wang Sangu, although Wang Cuihua and Ren Xi are girls, the dumpling bag is miserable.

It is estimated that he can't get out of the pot, so Fan Jian had to induce Granny Ma.

"Yes, yes, I'll send them over."

Before Granny Ma could speak, she saw everyone acting in unison, and like a gust of wind, she took all the noodles and stuffing on the table and helped Yang Jian get it to the car.

Then Yang Jian kicked the accelerator and disappeared, it seems that everyone doesn't want to pack.

"Hey, let's keep some and don't take them all, or it's too late."

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What are we going to eat?"

Granny Ma's words were late, and Yang Jian was no longer visible, so the old lady had to go to the kitchen and prepare again.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Wang Sangu and Wang Cuihua returned to their home, and Fan Jian and several people gathered in the living room to watch the New Year.

"Ren Ji, why have you been at home lately, isn't the company busy?"

Seeing Ren Ji, who was originally like growing up in the company and was busy, Fan Jian felt a little uncomfortable.

"I handed over the company to Zheng Wei, it has nothing to do with me, everything I want to do has been done, and now the cosmetics, clothing, and fragrances I studied have been put into the market.

I have also achieved good word of mouth and sales, and my dream has come true, so from now on, I will stay at home and wait for the time to come back and go back.

Putting a petal of orange in her mouth, Ren Xi said lightly that a company worth billions of dollars, in her eyes, is playing a game.

"Yes, your time is coming up, and it's time to get ready to go back."

Ren Ji didn't say it, Fan Jian didn't realize that Lao Jun and they had been here for eight months, and in a few months, the holiday would be over, and they would be leaving, so they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"I also gave the housekeeping company to those old sisters, so that they can also earn some money and let them have a little security in their old age."

Granny Ma also said that she didn't come in vain, and her dream has come true.

"I also stepped down from the position of general manager and gave it to Ziya."

Lao Jun went on to say that he should have gained the most from this one-day trip to the mortal world.

"I found my sister, my dream has come true, and I have experienced the pain of losing my lover.

Yang Jian took a can of beer, stood by the window, and said quietly.

"Brother Yang Jian, I understand you, the two originally agreed that they would never be separated, but the sky tricked people and let us separate.

The world is impermanent, leaving me alone, and there will be no days for you in the future, all that is left in my heart is deep thoughts and endless sorrow.

I hate the sky and be ruthless, why should I separate us, I would like to turn into a wild goose, fly over thousands of rivers and mountains, and go to the end of the world with you."

The red boy patted Yang Jian's thigh and said something affectionately, which made everyone's eyes fall out.

"Fan Xiaohai, you tell Lao Tzu, are you in early love?"

Fan Jian was shocked by the acid, and then reacted, picking up the red boy and about to spank him.

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