Under the Hanging Melon Tree, the Melon Boy Is Here Again.

[Easy and funny + adorable group pets + metaphysical ghost hunting + exciting slaps in the face + cultivation system + micro group portraits] Qin Tian Superintendent Zheng Lin Sanlang threw the yellow paper in his hand, mixed with the white-flowered silver coins, and threw it into the fire. He kept crying and muttered: "Sister Hua'e, why did you leave so early? Are you so willing to leave San Lang in this world?" At this time, the father and daughter, who were hiding in the tree and watching with relish, felt their hearts ache when they saw their (scumbag dad/scumbag master) throwing in the white coins. Five-year-old baby Lin Jingkai looked back at her biological father who was holding her, and couldn't help but say: "Dad, is this the scumbag you said is ours? He's so rich! He can burn banknotes to dead people without blinking an eye." Looking at Milkman who looked like he was sniffing gossip, Lin Yizheng twitched the corner of his mouth, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said: "Who else could be there besides him?" Lin Jing looked at the man who was kneeling in front of someone else's grave not far away, looking like he was crying and unable to let go of his special love. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she curled her lips in disgust: "You are so worthless!"