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"Taotao, your grandma passed away."

Lin Xingtao paused.

"Just last month."

"Your grandpa...he is actually the interim head of the Yanjing branch now."

"That painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, your grandpa was pulling the other end. I was watching from the side at the time."

"The painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains is broken, but it doesn't matter, no one will blame you, your grandpa has been praising you."

Lin Xingtao swallowed a wonton.

Mom talked a lot more intermittently, about her regret for not going home to see her grandma earlier, about her thoughts of asking Lin Xingtao to use the immortal method to save her grandma...

After eating one wonton after another, Mom gradually talked about her childhood.

When she was about to talk about Lin Xingtao's father, Lin Xingtao finished eating.

The voices on both sides stopped at the same time.

"Mom, have you had breakfast? If not, then I'll bring it to you."

The phone was hung up.

Lin Xingtao clapped his hands and summoned four little angels.

He was not an evil god, so he could not use powerful spells, but he was more than enough to summon a few followers.

The little angels flapped their wings and floated in the air. One of them hit the lamp in the living room and was pulled down by Lin Xingtao.

"Go clean my room."

"Cook noodles with me."

"Cleaning other rooms."

"You-sing."

He waved his hand and ordered.

That posture seemed to conquer the world again.

A little angel flew into Lin Xingtao's bedroom and folded the messy quilt for him.

A little angel carried a broom, sweeping the dust on the ground and the feathers that fell on his body.

A little angel clasped his hands and was lifted by Lin Xingtao to the sofa in the living room. The little angel stepped on the sofa with his bare feet, and opened his tender mouth to sing praises.

"The Son of Man knows that his God lives forever, because one third of the starlight in the sky is the light of God's fingertips, one third is the tears in God's eyes, and one third is the favor of the Son of Man."

The last angel was carried into the kitchen by Lin Xingtao.

The kitchen space is not large, so the angel can only shrink his wings and cannot fly. In this way, he is too short, so he has to raise his arms and provide his monarch with cooking tools.

"Pot lid."

The little angel raised his left hand.

"Salt."

The little angel hesitated and handed the box of seasonings on the left to Lin Xingtao.

"...The one on the right, the one on the left is MSG."

The little angel raised it again hurriedly.

"The strong are tough on the stronger, the weak are tough on the weaker, and we will always fear and love God." The voice of the little angel on the sofa gradually became louder, and the window was shaken open with a bang, and the white feathers flew out of the window.

The other two cleaned up and blocked the kitchen door and carefully peeked.

Lin Xingtao cooked a lot of noodles.

He beat a total of six eggs into the fridge, and after emptying himself, he emptied the refrigerator.

While he was beating the eggs, he heard the cheers of the children downstairs flapping their feathers.

He used to think that such noises were too annoying. He didn't live on the first or second floor, but he could still hear the noise every morning.

But now he thinks everything is just right.

A rare peace and leisure.

"Eat!" He knocked the chopsticks on the table.

Four little angels sat on the sofa with their wings next to each other and started eating noodles.

But they didn't know how to use chopsticks.

"Are you of Western descent? Although you have white hair, my blood flows in your body!"

Lin Xingtao held one in his arms and taught them to use chopsticks.

He actually had the illusion of raising children.

Fortunately, these children are very smart.

After learning all of them, the little angels quietly rolled up the noodles with chopsticks, raised them higher than their faces, and then caught them from below.

And Lin Xingtao packed the remaining two portions.

One portion was to be given to Yan Jing's mother.

And the other one...

It was to be given to the "mother" in the steam world.

Viscount Gaspard.

It should be the Pope now.

He thought for a long time about how to give it to him.

That was the distance between the two worlds.

In the end, he tried to give it to the believers in a divine way.

The steaming noodles disappeared, but he didn't know whether they were passed to the Viscount.

He went back to his room, took out a few sets of clothes from the closet, and put them on the bed.

He took off the black sweater and black trousers that Ye Feiyu bought for him, and put on a denim jacket, overalls, long socks, and canvas shoes.

He deliberately looked at the top of his head in the dressing mirror.

——I didn't sleep well, and a bunch of hair has been sticking up until now.

He used his hand to press it, but he couldn't press it down.

He was a little angry.

I, the great Lin·Emperor·God·King·Tao, couldn't do anything about a bunch of hair? !

Those who obey me prosper, and those who disobey me perish!

The bunch of hair fell to the ground.

The little angel flew into his bedroom again to tidy up his clothes and hair.

After tidying himself up, he prepared to teleport to Yanjing with noodles to give to his mother.

At this time, the phone rang.

It was Xu Youxin's call.

"Lin Xingtao, you are really at home..."

"Let it go!" Lin Xingtao said he was going to fart.

"... That door, that red and black door, can you still open it?" Xu Youxin said in a serious tone, "After our repeated inspections, no human who entered that door has been able to come back, including helicopters and other non-living things."

"According to our detection, there may be another world behind the door!"

"Moreover, we detected familiar fluctuations, the fluctuations from when you awakened on the day when the black dragon came to the world. Lin Xingtao, a world is calling you, begging you to go back."

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Lin Xingtao's mother: "Back to the Rich Family: My Fairy Son"

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Chapter 137 Resurrection of Spiritual Energy (Trinity)

Lin Xingtao felt that there seemed to be a force preventing him from seeing his mother.

"Is it urgent for you?" Lin Xingtao asked Xu Youxin.

Xu Youxin said: "Well... not very urgent?"

Lin Xingtao hung up the phone immediately.

No one could stop him from seeing his mother.

Holding a little angel in his left hand and carrying a lunch box in his right hand, he walked a few steps from the sofa at home, and then teleported to Yanjing.

The people around him were startled by him, but he gently raised a finger to his lips, and the others suppressed their cries and stared at him with awe and curiosity.

He was in the Yanjing branch of the Psychic Foundation. The restrictions in the branch were useless to him. He turned a few corners and arrived outside his mother's room.

He was behind the door and was about to knock on the door and call his mother, but heard a suppressed tone.

He quietly poked his head and saw his mother leaning on her arms, seeming to be crying.

Lin Xingtao was stunned for a moment, and intuitively felt that his mother did not want her son to see her weak side.

He stayed behind the door for a long time, so long that the little angel looked up at him in confusion.

"The noodles... are cold." The little angel touched the box worriedly and reminded softly.

Lin Xingtao loosened his hand, so the little angel took the box and held it in his arms.

A cluster of flames burned in the tender palm of his hand. Such flames did not hurt people or things, but only endless warmth.

The noodles became hot again, and the room became quiet.

Lin Xingtao touched the little angel's snow-white and soft hair, pushed it, and let the little angel go in.

"Pah, pah." The little angel did not fly up, but ran barefoot on the ground.

A cry came from the door.

After a while, the footsteps sounded hurriedly, and then someone reached out from behind the door, grabbed Lin Xingtao's sleeve, and then held his fingers, led him out from behind the door, and gently pulled him into his arms.

"Taotao..."

"Mom."

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The embrace lasted for a long time before it was released.

When the mother looked at Lin Xingtao, Lin Xingtao was also looking at his mother.

To give birth to a son as handsome as Lin Xingtao, the mother is naturally a great beauty.

She had heroic eyes and eyebrows, and a slightly soft face near her jaw. Her permed wavy hair should have been well-groomed, but now it was a little messy because she was leaning on her arms just now.

Compared with the appearance in Lin Xingtao's memory, her eyes were still a little red, but the corners of her mouth had long been raised impatiently, and the fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were just right to curve into an arc of joy.

"Mom thought you would come in a while."

She touched Lin Xingtao's nose and cheeks with her hand, as if she hadn't seen her son for several years.

"Am I more handsome than before?" Lin Xingtao asked with a smile.

Mom just nodded.

"Just now, that child ran towards me, and I thought it was you when you were a child." Hearing this, the little angel tilted her head and squinted her eyes and smiled.

"Am I not my mother's little angel now?"

Mom couldn't help laughing: "Taotao has grown up, matured, and can say sweet words."

"Will Taotao say these words to his girlfriend?"

"She should come out."

"Isn't that the weird but beautiful girl who fought with you?"

Lin Xingtao was stunned for a while before realizing that his mother was talking about the swollen girl. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "She is not. We are not even of the same race. Why do you care whether I have a girlfriend?"

Maybe, people are old and lonely. Lin Xingtao thought.

"Mom just saw a lot of girls calling you husband on the Internet... Oh, and there are a lot of men."

While his mother was eating noodles and chattering, Lin Xingtao whispered to the little angel: "Make her happy."

The little angel nodded frantically.

He kept the little angel. Since his mother said that the little angel looked like him when he was a child, then with the little angel accompanying her, his mother wouldn't have to cry alone.

Outside the room, Lin Xingtao passed by an old man.

Both of them were stunned at the same time.

The old man looked at Lin Xingtao and lost his voice for a moment.

The old man looked energetic and majestic, but there was deep fatigue in his eyes and obvious wrinkles on his forehead.

"Tao... Tao?" He shouted subconsciously.

Lin Xingtao smiled and left his side.

"I will go back." Lin Xingtao said.

One day, I will return to the Zhao family with the identity I want.

Grandpa.

He took a step in the long corridor, and the scene changed.

A pair of strange grandfathers and grandsons passed by each other and walked on each other's paths.

The elderly father opened the door to see his daughter who was no longer young. They may have been estranged for many years, but the gap gradually disappeared.

There was a mother and son hugging each other tenderly.

And the lonely soul of the grandmother may be somewhere, watching the interweaving of these scenes with a smile.

There are not so many fights and big scenes, but these ordinary scenes are still worth remembering.

——

The shoes stepped on another ground.

Lin Xingtao came to the Nanjing branch of the Psychic Foundation, which he had never been to before.

A circle of members immediately cast their eyes, but no one made any more sounds.

"Is the decoration style of your foundation the same? The upper part is simple and ancient, and the lower part is futuristic and technological?" Lin Xingtao asked Xu Youxin, who was staring at the screen with his head down.

Xu Youxin raised his head, and the two smiled at each other.

Although they were roommates in college, their relationship was not very good. At this time, there was a feeling of reuniting with old friends from another world.

Xu