Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone with a puzzled face, wondering in his heart, who would call this point?

At first glance, the caller ID was an unfamiliar number.

Seeing that it was someone he didn't know, maybe it was a mistake, Zhang Fan frowned and chose to hang up the phone directly, and then threw it on the side of the sofa, concentrating on teaching the ball to memorize Tang poems.

"Come, let's continue. Zhang Fan held the ball in one hand and flipped through the ancient poem: "The next one is Minong." ”

"It's noon on hoe day. ”

"Sweat drops down the soil. ”

"Who knows the Chinese food. ”

"It's hard work. ”

Qiuqiu's little face was full of seriousness, and he carefully looked at the poems in the three hundred poems of Tang Dynasty, and then read them word for word.

"Qiuqiu is really good, the meaning of this poem is to tell us not to waste food, farmers and uncles are very hard to grow vegetables, and every grain of rice leaves their blood and sweat ......"

"Ding Lingling—"

Zhang Fan hadn't finished explaining, Qiuqiu hadn't understood yet, his big eyes were confused, and the piercing phone rang again.

A trace of displeasure flashed on Zhang Fan's face, he just wanted to live a two-person world with his daughter, why did someone keep bothering him?

"Hey, who are you?" Zhang Fan grabbed his phone, pressed the answer button, and asked in an unkind tone.

"Guess who I am?"

A strange female voice rang on the other side of the phone, as if she was deliberately pinching her nose to speak.

“……”

If he could, Zhang Fan would have strongly urged the state to immediately enact a telephone decree prohibiting women from saying 'Guess who I am' when they call with such stupid questions.

If I could guess who you are, would I still ask who you are?

"Doodoo ......"

Zhang Fan didn't have time to guess who she was, and he didn't want to know who she was, so he hung up the phone directly.

"Ding Lingling!"

The call came again, and Zhang Fan answered.

This time, a woman's murderous voice came from the other side of the phone, of course, this time she didn't pinch her nose again: "Zhang Fan-you dare to hang up on me!"

"Can you talk well now?" asked Zhang Fan with a straight face.

"Can you ......" A woman's very unwilling voice came from the other side of the phone: "Zhang Fan, you really don't know who I am?"

Zhang Fan felt that this woman was sick: "If you don't say who you are, how do I know who you are?"

"I'm Meng Yao. The woman's voice was filled with sadness.

"Meng Yao?" Hearing this, Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said depressedly: "Then it's good for you to just say who you are, and pretend, I thought it was a boring person." ”

The phone ......was silent for a while, and it took a long time for Meng Yao's somewhat aggrieved voice to come: "I called you, but you must not have saved it, so you don't know who I am." ”

“……”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fan remembered that Meng Yao did seem to have given him his phone number, but he just wrote it down, but it was not saved in the memo.

"Then what's the matter with you calling?" Don't dwell on this issue, Zhang Fan asked with an embarrassed smile.

Meng Yao is also a girl with a big heart, so she quickly skipped this link and asked excitedly: "Zhang Fan, it turns out that your gourmet restaurant has opened, why didn't you notify me?"

It turned out that Meng Yao called because of this, Zhang Fan understood it at once, so he smiled and said: "Isn't it too busy, I didn't have time to inform you, tomorrow, tomorrow I will definitely treat you well." ”

"That's decided, I'll be there tomorrow. After noting down the address of Zhang Fan's gourmet restaurant, Meng Yao hung up the phone.

"Baba, who is it?" Seeing Zhang Fan hang up the phone, Qiuqiu immediately raised his head curiously and asked in a milky voice.

"You, Aunt Meng Yao, blame Baba for opening a store but not notifying her. Zhang Fan explained with a smile and continued to explain ancient poems to Qiuqiu.

"This poem wants to tell us that we can't waste food, and that the meals we usually eat are all grown by the peasants and uncles, and Qiuqiu has to eat them all up......"

"Okay!" the ball slapped his chest and said as if assuring: "The rice cooked by Baba has eaten all the balls!"

"That's good. Zhang Fan praised him, closed the book, and saw that it was almost five o'clock, so he planned to cook for Qiuqiu.

But as soon as he got up, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered that there was still a forgetful tree in the system warehouse that had not been extracted, so he hurriedly entered the system warehouse.

System prompt: "All items shall not be placed in the system warehouse for more than 24 hours for free, and after 24 hours, they will be charged at 1 point per hour." ”

Hearing the system's words, Zhang Fan was suddenly startled.

How is it the same as express storage packages, it can only be placed for free for 24 hours, and it will be billed if it exceeds 24 hours.

A little daddy per hour?

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth couldn't help twitching.

The dad I produce from Qiuqiu every day is only worth 1 point.

Anyou is better, with a pink bow hairpin, and you can get double the daddy value every day.

I can't afford to hurt, I can't afford to hurt......

"Extraction. Zhang Fan hurriedly recited silently.

"Buzz ......"

I saw that Zhang Fan's mind suddenly appeared a very tall pillar of light, the pillar of light disappeared, and Zhang Fan's home had a green potted plant similar to a Christmas tree.

It's just that this tree is rooted in the potted soil, and the height is so high that it directly hits the ceiling of Zhang Fan's house, and from time to time a lot of fine soil falls.

"......" just appeared out of thin air?

Zhang Fan was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt a little worried about whether the fragile ceiling of his house could withstand the height of the Forget Worry Tree, and was pushed out of a hole.

In this case, Zhang Fan will not only be complained, but also lose money.

Qiuqiu naturally saw the sudden appearance of the Forget Worry Tree, and suddenly clapped his fleshy little hands and exclaimed excitedly: "Wow, Baba, there is a tree growing at home." ”

"But...... Trees are blocking the way. ”

It's just that the joy on his face didn't last long, and Qiuqiu couldn't help frowning, looking at the Forget Worry Tree in front of him in confusion.

The Forgetful Tree stopped in front of Zhang Fan and Qiuqiu, blocking the way to the kitchen.

"Hey, system, such a big tree is placed in our house, how will we live in the future?" Zhang Fan looked at the Forgotten Worry Tree in a daze, not knowing how to move it away.

Originally, he thought that the physical object was extracted in an open place, but he didn't expect to plant it directly at home.

Well, the Forget Worry Tree looks a bit like a Christmas tree, in the shape of an umbrella, rooted in a bonsai.

System: "Hint: The size of the tree can be changed at will according to the host's wishes, but a password is required. ”

Can you change the size at will?

Zhang Fan was stunned and asked, "What password?"

"As I wish, as I wish, the sesame seeds become bigger \ smaller. ”

Zhang Fan, who listened to these words, had a black line on his head, how adult, and he still set such a childish password......

But Zhang Fan still read it: "Wishful thinking, follow my heart, sesame seeds become smaller!"

"Buzz ......"

As soon as the last word came out, Zhang Fan was surprised to find that the branches of the Forget Worry Tree shook for a while, and then began to slowly shrink, shrinking to the size of an ordinary Christmas tree.

"Tsk, it's really getting smaller......" Zhang Fan Yile nodded with satisfaction.

Now the Forgetfulness Tree is about the same height as the ball, or even a little shorter than the ball. Qiuqiu walked to the side of the Forget Worry Tree, and after turning around twice, he asked strangely, "Baba, what is this tree, did you buy it?"

"This is a Christmas tree that can help you make your wishes come true, and after making a wish, Baba will know what Qiuqiu likes. Zhang Fan picked up the ball and said.

"Really?" Listening to Zhang Fan's words, the little guy's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Really. But before you make a wish, you have to eat this. Zhang Fan said as he picked two Forget Worry Fruits from the Forget Worry Tree.

Although the tree has shrunk, the size of the fruit has not shrunk, and it is still as big as a watermelon, and the whole body is golden.

Two worries fruit, one was put in the refrigerator by Zhang Fan, and the other was cut by Zhang Fan as a watermelon.

"What is this?" Qiuqiu asked curiously, looking at the golden fruit of forgetfulness.

"It's goldenrod. Zhang Fan didn't tell Qiuqiu what it was, but changed the ranking and said.

"Golden Fruit ......" Qiuqiu pointed his finger to his chin and thought seriously for a while, and suddenly said, "Is this our dinner?"

"Yes, it's our dinner!"

Zhang Fan took a knife to cut the fruit of forgetfulness, and after cutting it in half, there was a burst of golden liquid, with a mellow fragrance, flowing down the surface of the kitchen knife.

After cutting it open, Zhang Fan carefully looked at his masterpiece.

The flesh is golden, like gold, and the taste is fatty, just like a watermelon, and the flesh contains seeds like amber.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but smack his lips: "Is this the fruit of forgetting worries?" It smells so fragrant, I don't know how it tastes......

"Come, Qiuqiu, eat this half. Zhang Fan took half of the fruit of forgetting worries and sent it to Qiuqiu.

"Wow......" Looking at such a tender and delicious fruit pulp, Qiuqiu couldn't help but admire, and then picked up the spoon and ate it.

"How's it going, is it delicious?" Zhang Fan asked.

"It's delicious!" Qiuqiu took a sip of juice, and his cute big eyes smiled like a crescent moon.

Just watched Qiuqiu eat for a while, Zhang Fan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Strange, doesn't it mean that you can know what Qiuqiu likes and what you worry about after eating it? Why can't I reflect it in my mind until now?

Looking at the other half of the fruit that did not move, Zhang Fan gradually realized the problem: Could it be that Qiuqiu ate himself and didn't eat it?

Suspicious, Zhang Fan picked up the other half of the pulp and ate it.

As soon as I took a bite, I immediately felt a sweet and sour sensation flowing on the taste buds of my tongue, all the way into my throat, and the taste lingered for a long time.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan was surprised to find that when the two of them ate the fruit of forgetting worries at the same time, between Qiuqiu and Zhang Fan, there seemed to be an invisible lake, and under the lake, large and small bubbles continued to surface and float in front of Zhang Fan.

Each bubble contains a voice, looking at the bubbles suspended in front of him, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, and was very obsessive-compulsive and punctured one by one.

Suddenly, the voices in these bubbles came to Zhang Fan's mind.

"This golden watermelon is so delicious, better than all the fruit I've ever eaten. ”

"I really want to be with Baba at night, but it's a pity that night is Anyou's time......"

"Baba taught me to eat hoeing at noon today, sweat drops into the soil, I can't waste it, I want to eat this watermelon. ”

"I really want to eat egg fried rice and golden watermelon made by Baba every day. ”

"Is it the chicken that came first, or the egg that came first?"