[PS: I'm so stunned. Today, my father's 71st birthday was busy cooking, but he actually forgot to update. Sorry!]

Most ordinary people have a lifespan of about 70 years old. When they encounter poor families, their average lifespan is only fifty years old. Even those who are primary cultivators can have a lifespan of more than 150 years old, twice to three times that of ordinary people. The higher the level, the longer the lifespan.

In addition to age, the gradually fading face will also make love that once desperate becomes useless, and there are countless people who turn against each other.

Neither a man nor a woman can stand the partner he or she is aged tens of years older than her.

Ordinary people, even men who are more stubborn, show their old age after they are fifty years old. At this time, female cultivators are still in their golden years of appearance in their 25 or 6 years. Even after another thirty years, they will only look in their early thirties. This huge gap in appearance will form a physiological and psychological generation gap...

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Because of mental preparation, Chen has taken good care of her, her skin is fair and there are almost no wrinkles on her face. However, when she is with Wan Ziyu, there is still a gap.

Usually, Wan Ziyu did not shave, practiced all day long, and did not care about his appearance. However, Chen knew very well that as long as Wan Ziyu shaved off his beard and paid a little attention to his appearance, the age gap between the two would widen.

At the same time, Chen also knew very well that Wan Ziyu did not pay attention to appearance because of her. When she was young, Wan Ziyu was not only handsome and handsome, but also very particular about her outfit.

Now Chen's pressure is getting stronger and stronger, and no woman is willing to grow old in front of her beloved person.

It is precisely because of the lessons that Chen does not want his tragedy to happen again in Wan Ling'er.

Even if it costs a lot, it is necessary to stop Wan Ling'er and Zhao Yuan from being together.

Chen made up his mind secretly.

At this time, Wan Ziyu, who originally supported Zhao Yuan, was also a little moved. Chen's words shocked Wan Ziyu. As a parent, who doesn't want his children to be happy for the rest of their lives? Who would want his children to be lonely for half their lives and then die of depression?

Poor parents in the world...

Wan Ling'er hasn't been looking for Zhao Yuan for a month. Occasionally, a paper butterfly flew to Zhao Yuan's room, and just asked if Zhao Yuan was safe.

It seems that Zhao Yuan has been forgotten.

In addition to practicing, Zhao Yuan would also take a look near Xujiaqiao when he was bored.

one day.

Zhao Yuan saw the army of ten thousand families.

When Zhao Yuan arrived in the wilderness, the scene that appeared in front of him was very visually shocking.

Upstream, Wanjia actually built a small reservoir along the mountain. Downstream of the reservoir are ditches several meters deep crisscrossing in the wilderness.

The victims were divided into dozens of camps and divided into sections to cultivate and reclaim them. Some technicians were intensively measuring the level position.

Standing high, at first glance, there was a scene of reclamation in full swing, and the victims worked hard.

Zhao Yuan made a rough calculation, but the area seen in front of him was at least 1,000 acres. Of course, these fields have not been repaired yet, mainly because ditches were dug to clear water conservancy.

Zhao Yuan saw that on some dry land, the snow had melted and the winter crops were planted, and the mountains and fields were covered with green green, and there was no limit at a glance.

This famine made the ten thousand families look like a phoenix reborn in the fire, radiating vigorous vitality.

Zhao Yuan knew that as soon as the sowing season came, the fields after digging the ditches would be rented for several years to the victims.

Wanjia is not doing a loss-making business, which is a virtuous cycle for Wanjia's business model. Wanjia will sign a series of rental conditions, such as at the same price, Wanjia has the priority to purchase the tenant's grain...

In less than five years, ten thousand families will take a new level. At that time, these thousands of acres of land will bring continuous wealth to ten thousand families.

From the words of the victims, Zhao Yuan could feel the prestige of the Wanjia in their hearts.

Chen is a living Bodhisattva.

Without thousands of families, there will be no new life for disaster victims.

The victims' admiration and loyalty to the thousands of families reached a shocking level.

Zhao Yuan believed that if a mob tried to behave badly to the tenants, thousands of tenants would spontaneously protect the tenants' courtyard.

In fact, the battle that Zhao Yuan planned last time was extremely successful.

Xu Jiaqiao is now "notorious". Legends of Xu Jiaqiao's strong folk customs are circulating everywhere. Those legends are becoming more and more outrageous, and the people of Xu Jiaqiao are called devils who kill without blinking.

One of the biggest benefits of these legends is that some mobs avoid Xu Jiaqiao.

When the mob swept across the Qin Empire like locusts, Xu Jiaqiao became a paradise instead.

Wanjia opened up several grain transportation routes. With huge profits, Wanjia and Majia and Xiaojia temporarily cooperated to start a large-scale grain business.

Although Xujiaqiao is located in a remote area and inconvenient transportation, it is extremely rich and has the reputation of being a "small granary". Although the food is indescribable, it is enough to make the three wealthy families full.

Because of the mob attack, the Ma family, Wan family and Xiao family are in a honeymoon period, and the exchanges are very frequent. Everyone is harmonious, making Xu Jiaqiao more and more prosperous. In this cold winter, Xu Jiaqiao's business activities are in full swing, a large number of merchants are pouring in, and underground bodyguards are everywhere on the streets...

It's almost done!

Time is coming soon.

Looking at the thriving winter crops, Zhao Yuan knew that his days were getting closer and closer to leaving Wanjia.

As long as the rape flowers bloom, it is the time for him to leave.

In two months left, rape flowers will be everywhere...

Two months!

There are still two months left, and at this time, Zhao Yuan actually felt a hint of parting.

In a blink of an eye, he has lived in Xujiaqiao for more than April, and this winter gives people a particularly long feeling.

Zhao Yuan wandered alone in the alleyway of Xujiaqiao like a spider web.

Wanjia.

East Courtyard.

Faces flashed through Zhao Yuan's mind...

Yangshan Inn.

Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly on his face. Last time, he walked here unconsciously, and today, he once again walked here unknowingly.

The entrance of Yangshan Inn is very busy, with constant crowds coming in and out, many of which are strong underground corpses carrying weapons.

In the year of great disasters, the ancient industry of escort agencies will flourish.

Since you are here, go and have a look.

Zhao Yuan just hesitated for a moment, and a hint of indifference appeared on his face.

If he couldn't even let go of a prostitute, how could he have avenged the blood sea? What's more, he would have to part with Wan Ling'er in two months.

Now, Zhao Yuan needs to train his strong willpower, and willpower is not only reflected in his cultivation, but also in his decisiveness in the world.

In Zhao Yuan's eyes, Youlan is just a prostitute, although she is a very special and thoughtful prostitute...

A prostitute is a prostitute. Even if she has any ideas, she cannot change the fact that her identity as a prostitute.

"Haha... Xiao Zhao, you are here, sit down quickly!" Although Mr. Wan is old, his eyes are ruthless. As soon as Zhao Yuan walked in, he immediately greeted him warmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Wan." Zhao Yuan did not sit down and still stood.

"You are looking for Youlan, right?" Uncle Wan immediately understood.

"Is she here?"

"You're late, you have to go to Baihualou to find her."

"Baihua Building?"

"Xiao Zhao, you won't not know Baihualou, are you?"

"I really don't know." Zhao Yuan smiled.

"Baihua Building is a newly opened brothel by the Xiao family. It was built on West Street for several months before the New Year. It was planned to be completed in the middle of this year. Later, the brothel was burned, and the Xiao family accelerated the progress. Baihua Building is now the largest building in Xujia Bridge, more grand than the previous bridge tower. It is really called the sculptures and dragons and paintings. If you don't go, then go and see them quickly. It is said that Baihua Building completely replicates Baihua Building in the imperial capital, exactly the same, and even the placement of calligraphy and painting furniture has not changed... Hehe, I will never be able to go to Baihua Building in the imperial capital in this life. It is good to go to Baihua Building in the Xiao family's Baihua Building..." Master Wan showed a hint of yearning on his face.

"Then I'll go over and see it first. If there is a situation, it's like you, your uncle."

"That's fine, that's fine, you must go, you must go!" Uncle Wan looked ambiguous.

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Chapter completed!