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Chapter 490: A Peaceful Life on Earth

"Master, Master... wake up."

The gardener in green clothes shouted next to him.

Yang Hao fell to the ground and opened his eyes with pain all over his body.

"Why am I here?"

"Master, when I came to weed this morning, I found that there were many people around here. When I opened it, I saw you lying on the ground."

The gardener said worriedly.

Yang Hao stood up slowly, feeling a tingling sensation all over his body. It was already autumn and winter. He was thankful that he didn't freeze to death after lying on the ground all night.

Yang Hao stood up and looked at the strange looks of the people around him and cursed: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen anyone?"

The people around him dispersed in a hurry when Yang Hao shouted.

"Master, are you okay?"

the gardener asked.

"I'm fine, you can go."

Yang Hao said in a very cold tone.

After the gardener left, he still muttered: "Who are you? You still don't appreciate my kindness in waking you up."

Yang Hao watched the gardener walk away and wondered: "I didn't drink last night, so how could I fall to the ground for no reason?"

Just as he was wondering, Mr. Yang came out of the door.

"Yang Hao, you didn't come back last night. Where did you go?"

Mr. Yang asked with a worried look.

"Dad...I..."

At this time, I can't tell my dad who was outside the door last night, otherwise he will think that I drank too much again.

Mr. Yang looked at Yang Hao without speaking or asking anything.

"I will go to the company with you today to see how the company is running recently. From now on, the company will be left to you to take care of. You need to make me feel at ease."

Mr. Yang said helplessly.

Ever since Yang Huang disappeared again, Mr. Yang seemed to have given up on Yang Huang.

Maybe because he and Mr. Feng drank too much last night, Yang Huang was still asleep at this time.

Yang Huang suddenly woke up from a nightmare in bed. When he woke up, he saw that he was so scared that his pillow was wet.

Yang Huang wiped the sweat from his head and prepared to get up and start working.

Unexpectedly, a knock on the door at this time startled Yang Huang again.

Someone outside the door shouted from a distance: "Yang Huang, get up and have breakfast. It's time to start work soon."

It turned out to be far away.

"Oh, I know, get out right now."

Yang Huang calmed down for a while while doing it.

"Damn it, what are you dreaming about? I've been dreaming about it since I came back from heaven, sometimes good and sometimes bad. I'll always be scared to death in the future."

Yang Huang got dressed, got out of bed, tidied the room, opened the door, and was about to go downstairs for breakfast. When he opened the door, he saw the food was already placed in front of him, which made Yang Huang very embarrassed.

"Yang Huang saw that you hadn't come out for a long time, so I brought the things over."

Looking at Yang Huang's face from a distance, he said embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, I'm already up. Let's go downstairs to eat."

He nodded in agreement from afar.

Yang Huang took the breakfast in his hand and followed Yuan Yuan downstairs.

After Yang Huang finished breakfast, he heard Mr. Feng talking to everyone outside.

Yang Huang came to the far side: "What did Mr. Feng say?"

"Oh, Mr. Feng said there is no performance today and asked everyone to tidy up the inside and outside of the gym."

Yang Huang nodded.

"Okay, let's start taking action."

After Mr. Feng finished speaking, he motioned for everyone to start.

Yang Huang picked up the rag in his hand and wiped the tables and chairs in the auditorium.

Mr. Feng came over and said with a smile: "How are you, Yang Huang? How did you sleep after drinking my wine last night?"

Yang Huang looked at Mr. Feng's malicious face and thought that if he didn't know who Mr. Feng was, he would think he was a pervert when he saw his expression now.

"Slept very well."

Yang Huang said in a low voice and looked at the distance next to him.

Mr. Feng saw someone not far away but didn't say anything, for fear of hearing something from a distance.

Yang Huang sighed in his heart, I didn't expect you to be afraid of people, and thinking about Yang Huang made me happy.

Looking at the smile on Yang Huang's face from a distance, he came over and said, "Hey, what were you talking about with Mr. Feng just now? You are so happy."

Yang Huang smiled and said: "What are you asking about? I'm just a kid."

After speaking, Yang Huang played with the rag in his hand and wiped the table.

Yuan Yuan, who stayed where he was, said angrily: "What, I gave you breakfast for free this morning, really."

The bored Yang Huang wanted to test whether his magic power had weakened. He looked at the people around him who were immersed in wiping things, and with a flick of his finger, the rag in his hand rose up to help him wipe the table.

Unexpectedly, this scene was witnessed by Mr. Feng from Loushan.

Mr. Feng shook his head helplessly.

"He is really a little kid, he can even play with cleaning things."

Yang Huang downstairs was so focused on gesturing with the rag that he didn't even see Mr. Feng upstairs.

After playing for a while, he put away the spells in his hands and concentrated on wiping the table.

Since it is Monday today, there are not many people on the street.

Yang Huang stood at the door of the gym and sighed: "I don't know if I can return to heaven."

Just as he was thinking about it, he was pushed by a fat man who suddenly ran over from the side, startling Yang Huang.

The fat man sat next to Yang Huang. Yang Huang pretended to be in pain and groaned. The fat man sitting next to him was startled.

"I...I hurt you?"

Yang Huang looked at the fat man's nervous expression and laughed and said: "Haha, I'm kidding you, your little strength is nothing, I thought back then..."

Yang Huang paused when he said this.

The fat man asked curiously: "What happened before?"

Yang Huang thought to himself: "Think of it as nothing when I was fighting the King of Hell in the sky."

Yang Huang looked at the fat man beside him and said, "It's nothing."

The fat man next to him felt very disappointed when Yang Huang stopped talking in the middle of his sentence.

"You, there are some things you always say half-heartedly."

The fat man said frustratedly.

Yang Huang looked at Fatty's carefree and enviable look. It seemed that in Fatty's eyes, nothing could disturb his mood, even a hot pot meal could solve it.

The people behind him saw what Yang Huang and Fatty were talking about from a distance and then ran over to join in the fun and sit down.

"What are you talking about?"

asked curiously from afar.

"What are you asking about? It's just a child's family."

The fat man said to Yuan Yuan unhappily, as if the unhappiness just now was vented on Yuan Yuan.

He looked overwhelmed by the fat man's yelling from afar.

"What? What happened to everyone this morning? Everyone called me a kid."

After Yuan Yuan finished speaking, he deliberately pursed his lips and pretended to be unhappy.

The fat man looked a little unhappy from afar and tried to change the awkward atmosphere and said: "I was joking just now, don't take it seriously. What kind of secret can Yang Huang and I have about cheating on others? You think so, Yang Huang."

The fat man kicked Yang Huang directly.

Yang Huang looked at the fat man in shock and smiled awkwardly.

"Yes...yes."

Looking at them from a distance, they looked insincere and got up and left.

Yang Huang and Fatty, who stayed where they were, looked at each other and smiled.


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