From Car Overlord To The World’s Top God

Lin Feng sighed softly, then wrote:

Ma Han followed Cao De. He carried a bucket filled with half a bucket of water in one hand, and a long scoop for scooping water in the other. The water in the bucket came from the tap. Installed.

In the backyard, a small field was opened under a guava tree, and the field was covered with a thin layer of rice stubble.

Ma Han put down the bucket and put the water scoop on the wall of the house, "Cao De, what is this?"

"ginger!"

Cao De raised the water scoop, scooped half a scoop of water, and gently sprinkled it on the ginger ground, "Ginger, ginger, grow out soon! The light is coming!"

Cao De's house has only one floor. There is a parapet on the roof, and the bricks on the wall are covered with moss. There are twenty-three steps from the living room to the roof. If you have to take one step for each step, you will get a god position if you take 13 more steps. The god position is an iron sign hung on the parapet wall, and it is written on it. To the heaven and earth parents, there are two burnt candles on both sides of the iron plate.

Cao De and Ma Han slowly climbed the stairs, step by step. They were already very old, and their legs and feet were not fast enough. When he climbed to the roof, Cao De knelt down in front of the god's seat again, muttered 857, and slammed three times against the rough floor.

Mahan walked to the middle of the roof, took a red candle from his pocket, and glued the red candle to the ground. The sparks of candles flickered in the night. The wind is very strong, there are no stars in the sky, and the moon is covered by clouds. Suddenly a gust of wind blew out the candle flame.

Cao De walked to the candle and squatted down, "The wind is too strong."

"Yes. The wind is too strong."

"Let's go to the top of the stairs to order, and then bring the candles over."

"When the candle is brought over, it will not be blown away by the wind!"

"What do you do then? Without candles, we wouldn't be able to see dawn."

Mahan looked solemn. He asked for this candle in the temple. He believed that only by lighting this candle at a high place would the night fade and the light would come.

Cao De said: "The wind is blowing from over there. Go over there and block the wind. I'll light a candle."

Mahan stood up, walked to the opposite side of Cao De, pulled down the zipper of the black coat, and pulled the clothes left and right, like a duck spreading its wings.

Click! Cao De touched the lighter switch, and the flame on the lighter was blown out by the wind. After several times, he finally turned on the lighter, holding the lighter in his dry hand and approaching the candle tremblingly. The scorched candle wick burned again, burning like gold. The shadow of the flame on the ground swayed from side to side, but it didn't disappear anymore. The wax oil slowly dangled along the candle, like the tears of a sad husband.

In the end, the candle turned into a puddle of black water, and the night wind blew it and it solidified.

In the room, Cao De took off his coat and hung it on the silver hook on the wall.

"Mahan, don't you take your clothes off when you sleep?"

Ma Han had already got into the bed, "Don't take it off."

Cao De turned off the energy-saving lamp, and slowly Tun Tun walked to the bed, and lay down on the edge of the bed a little bit. He said, "It's a bit cold."

Mahan said: "This quilt is thin."

Cao De said: "The bed board is also very hard. Sometimes when I turn over the bed board and creak, I worry about falling off the bed."

Mahan laughed and said, "No, no, this bed is still very big. When tomorrow dawns, I will accompany you to buy a new bed in town."

Mahan said jokingly: "You should have some money, right?"

"Does it have money? Yes! When my daughter comes back during the holidays, they will give me money..." Cao De's voice seemed to choke halfway through, "Give me money..."

Fortunately, at night, no one saw him shed tears.

Ma Han said, "Cao De, you have no daughter."

Cao De said, "No, I have a daughter... No, I don't have a daughter."

Ma Han said, "Cao De, do you remember? When we were young..."

The two began to talk about the past and kept talking. During this time, Cao De felt as if he had taken a nap. When the rooster crowed, he woke up and couldn't sleep anymore.

When the sun illuminates the dirt road in the town, at the end of the dirt road, a woman pulls a dark suitcase and walks towards Cao De's house. The wheels of the suitcase rustle as they roll over the dirt road.

This woman looked like a woman in her thirties. She walked to the door of Cao De’s house and saw Cao De sitting on the chair at the entrance of the living room. The sunlight climbed onto Cao De’s lap, onto Cao De’s face, and onto Cao De’s silver hair. Cao De was motionless.

The woman said: "Father!"

...

"Father! Why don't you want me!"

"It turns out that Azhen is back." Cao De said hoarsely, "Daddy's ears are getting worse."

Cao De said: "How come A Zhen is free to come back?"

"Father, don't you remember. Today is July 15th, the Mid-Year Festival, the town is singing, and the married daughter will come back to worship God."

Cao De suddenly said mysteriously: "Azhen, Mahan came yesterday."

Ah Zhen said with a smile, "Father, you're talking nonsense again, don't you remember? Hanbo has been dead for many years."

Cao De shook his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the hot sun in the sky.

After finishing writing, Lin Feng remembered another idea, because Lin Feng is actually very innovative.

And found that there is still a lot of time. So he wrote another story.

"Yes. Write a fairy tale." Lin Feng thought.

Pick up a pen and write a title "Days Without Ears".

"Not bad." Lin Feng laughed and thought, the title is very fresh.

He went on to write:

My mother said, whether the Chinese homework is finished, the English homework is finished, and the math homework is finished. Mom said that she was still watching TV, so she didn't come over to eat. Mom said, go for a walk with your dad in the village after dinner. The village is singing a big show, go to join in the fun, don't stay in the room all day, look at you, you will be moldy. Mom said, drink more soup. This soup has been boiled for a long time and is very nourishing. The soup contains Codonopsis, pigeon meat, wolfberry, red dates, and candied dates. You are still in the stage of growing your body. Drink more. Make up. Mom said, it's cold, wear an extra dress. Mom said... Mom said...

Mom is simply too annoying.

I am already thirteen years old. I have seen many people’s mothers, my classmate’s mother, cousin’s cousin’s mother, cousin’s cousin’s mother, but I have never seen anyone whose mother is as annoying as my mother. My grandma, who is my father's mother, doesn't bother my father at all. Grandma would whisper a few sentences with my dad when eating or drinking tea, and then quieted down. I have always been envious of having such a mother, and I hope to have another mother. .

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