Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 1 Go home and plant trees
Heavenly Court, the place where the gods live in the mythical world, in various mythological stories, the Heavenly Court is the endorsement of the fairy world.

It stands to reason that such a place should be filled with misty white clouds, and gods riding on the clouds and fog, patrolling the boundaries of the land, which is an uncomfortable scene.

But recently, all the gods in the heavenly court are frowning, and even the Jade Emperor has a bitter face when he goes to court to ask about politics, as if someone owes him millions.

"Recently, the audience are helpless, but something big happened?"

The Jade Emperor became impatient when he saw the appearance of the immortals and gods. Who is in the mood to do things like this?
Lord Taibai Xing waved his whisk and came out of the queue, and said slowly: "Your Majesty Qizuo, everyone in the world says that the sky is a fairyland, with misty white clouds, and even a god will not be bothered by the secular world."

The Jade Emperor flicked his sleeves and said, "Let's get straight to the point."

"In recent years, the passages of the lower realms have been closed, and there is no place to throw the garbage produced by the immortals. Now the heavens are full of garbage, and the smell is everywhere. Your Majesty, just imagine, you can smell this smell as soon as you go out. How can you be in the mood to work? ah?"

The Jade Emperor's face darkened suddenly, and he thought to himself, what are you talking about, Laojun?

However, after the Taishang Laojun said so, the Jade Emperor also knew that this matter must be resolved, otherwise, the immortals and gods will be like eggplants beaten by frost, and no one is in the mood to do anything.

"It's easy to handle, Lord Taibai Xing, pass on my will, and don't let the immortals litter any more," said the Jade Emperor.

Lord Taibai Xing shook his head, and said: "Your Majesty, this method is only a temporary solution but not the root cause."

"What about Qing's intention?" The Jade Emperor thought about it and thought it was true, so he asked Taibaixing Lord for countermeasures.

"Your Majesty Qizuo, why don't you reopen the Immortal Passage and dump this rubbish into the mortal world?"

Upon hearing Taibai Xingjun's words, the Jade Emperor shook his head resolutely, "The reason why the Immortal Passage was closed at the beginning was because many immortals descended to the world without permission, disrupting the order of the world."

"Your Majesty, you only need to open it when you need to take out the garbage, and then close it again after emptying out. No god can go down to the world without permission."

What Taibai Xingjun said made the Jade Emperor quite moved. After all, the immortals and gods did this before the immortal passage was closed, and it was only opened for a short while, with heavy guards guarding it, no one should be able to sneak down to the realm.

"Very good, but I don't know where this passage to the lower realm will open? Now the lower realm is prosperous and full of people."

"Your Majesty, in the depths of Yunmengze are mountains and few people, why not open the passage there." Taibaixing Jun stroked his white beard proudly and said.

"Okay, as Qing said, do it quickly."
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In the depths of Yunmeng Lake are continuous mountains, which means that in ancient times, Taibai Xingjun almost forgot a sentence, one day in the sky and one year in the earth.

Zhujiachong is located in a poor and backward village deep in the mountains.There are only dozens of families in the village, all of which are low tile-roofed houses, and their lives are very poor.Many young people can't bear this kind of life and go outside to work.

On the muddy road leading to the town, the dilapidated motorcycle was emitting thick black smoke, and there were two men, one old and one young.

"Xiaolong, you must stay for a few more days when you come back this time. Your mother has always missed you."

The driver was a middle-aged man. Although he was only in his forties, he looked like an old man.The hair is all white, and the wrinkles on the forehead are more like mountains.Wearing an old suit, with a two-yuan-a-pack of hibiscus in his mouth.

"Dad, I'm back, and I will never leave again." The young man named Xiaolong flashed a guilty look.

"What did you say?" The middle-aged man frowned immediately when he heard this, and the speed of the motorcycle, which was originally not fast, became even slower.

"Dad, go home first, and I'll talk to you when I get home."

Both men, one big and one small, stopped talking, only the rumbling sound of the motorcycle could be heard.

Fan Denglong was very upset. His parents had worked so hard to raise him so that he could go to college, but he resigned and went home angrily because of an unworthy woman.

My father is only 40 years old this year, and his hair is all gray. Fan Denglong knows that this is due to overwork, and the family rents [-] acres of paddy fields from other people, all of which depend on his father.

My father is like this, not to mention my mother. What I need for four years of college is an astronomical sum for such a rural family, so my mother also raised dozens of chickens, ducks and geese at home, and fed more than a dozen pigs. .

Every day, I get up early and work late at night to do farm work. Even if I have any illness, I don’t want to go to the hospital. I just want to save some money so that I can stand up in front of my classmates.

Fan Denglong's home is at the top of Zhujiachong, backed by the reservoir, a one-story low tile house.Because of feeding chickens, ducks and geese, a circle was surrounded with thin bamboo poles at the door of the house.

Father Fan Qinghe parked the motorcycle at the door of the house, and mother Wang Guizhen was feeding the poultry.

"Stop feeding, and feed a fart."

The father entered the room with a blue face, without even looking at his son.

Wang Guizhen glanced at her husband inexplicably, and scolded: "Old man, why are you crazy?"

Then he smiled and said to his son: "Denglong, you're back, are you hungry? Mom will cook for you after feeding the chickens and ducks."

Looking at his mother's silver hair, Fan Denglong suddenly felt sad, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Hey, son, what's the matter with you? Get up quickly."

Wang Guizhen left the canteen where the chickens and ducks were fed, and hurried to help her son.

"Mom, the child is not filial."

Fan Denglong was sobbing at this time.

"Son, no matter what decision you make, Mom, I will support you."

Fan Denglong knelt down and told his mother about his resignation. Wang Guizhen helped him up and patted the dirt on his trousers.

"Mom, son, I'm sorry for you."

After graduation, Fan Denglong joined a large construction company in the provincial capital to work, with a salary of three or four thousand, and he also had a beautiful girlfriend.Originally, life at home should be getting better day by day.But who knew, the boss's son came to inspect the company and fell in love with his girlfriend, and somehow the two hooked up together.

Fan Denglong resigned and left the company in a fit of anger. At the beginning, he was acting on his own will, but now that he thinks about it, it's really not worth it for a woman.

"I'm back anyway, what are your plans?"

the mother asked.

"I plan to contract out the mountain in the back and plant fruit trees. Now this is very profitable."

Fan Denglong told his mother about his plan, and described the scene of planting fruit trees to his mother. According to him, planting fruit trees is very profitable.

His mother, Wang Guizhen, immediately nodded in agreement, and even Fan Qinghe, who had been hiding in the house and eavesdropping, was a little moved.

(End of this chapter)