Bangs have been crawling in the mountains for a long time, chopping wood and practicing a good body, following behind Xin Po, people who don't know think they are two mothers and sons. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info bangs are like his home Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, entered the Zhang house, attracted by its wide and magnificent building, but also saw the wealth of the Zhang family, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's good to be rich.

Gangqiang once talked to the people around him about whether it made sense to have a lot of wealth at his disposal. Some people say that what to do with so much money, it's not like sleeping in a bed, eating a bowl of rice, and finally going to the crematorium to turn into a handful of ashes.

Strong does not think so, money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible. Without a certain economic foundation, it is difficult to realize even if you have a small wish. Those who say that there is a lot of wealth that does not serve their purpose are actually not enjoying the pleasure of having money, and in turn say that money is of little use to them.

A gentleman loves money and takes it the way you want, and when you have enough money, some of your ideals and ambitions may be realized.

The bangs can be said to be churning in my heart, why can't I have all this?

Liu Hai walked in Zhang's house, and when he looked at it, in addition to envy, there was more jealousy and hatred in his heart.

The thatched huts with the cornices and corners and the carved beams and bangs form a strong contrast. Liu Hai has also heard for a long time that Zhang Qiwei's heirs are difficult, and there is no successor yet. He became his adopted son, and these will not be his bangs in the future? No, for the time being, he can be called Zhang Hai. Although he changed his surname, he was a little sorry for his father and the ancestors of the Liu family. These are not to be cared for, which means that they have not left themselves some decent property.

In this entanglement, he and Xin Po soon arrived at the place where Zhang Qiwei was discussing.

"This is Young Master Zhang. Xin Po pointed at Zhang Qiwei at Liu Hai and said.

Liu Hai saw that the adoptive father he wanted to worship was only in his early thirties, and the beard on his lips was still sparse. But for the sake of the Liu family's daughter and wealth, and perhaps the property of the Zhang family by the way, Liu Hai's legs softened somehow, and his mouth was open: "Father, my son kowtowed to you." ”

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You're bangs, get up and talk. Zhang Qiwei is used to seeing people who kowtow to him when he sees him, but Zhang Mingchou is the only one who kowtows to his father, it is also a coincidence, and it doesn't matter if he accepts Zhang Mingchou as his adopted son, because Zhang Mingchou's real parents have long disappeared, and if he is alive, he doesn't know how much more dangerous than Zhang Qi.

Liu Hai listened to Zhang Qiwei's words and stood up, but he always felt that his knees were weak, and he always had the idea of kneeling.

Zhang Qiwei pointed to the seat behind Liu Hai, Liu Hai glanced at Xin Po, and saw that Xin Po had already sat down on a chair and was concentrating on sipping tea. Bangs didn't get any clear hint from Xin Po, and now he only sat down on the chair behind him according to Zhang Qiwei's instructions, and only half of his butt fell on the chair when he sit.

"Liu Hai, did you save the eldest lady of the Liu family?" Zhang Qiwei saw Liu Hai sit down, and his subordinates had already given Liu Hai a cup of tea according to the general etiquette.

Bangs generally use cold water to quench his thirst at home, even if he drinks tea, he also drinks tea in a large bowl of tea, or he has not enjoyed the tea, he learns from Xin Po, clumsily uncovers the lid of the bowl, and a thick fragrance of tea comes to his nose. Bangs are so big, I haven't smelled such fragrant tea. The soup of the tea was golden in color, and there were a few Jianhao floating on it that had not yet fully moistened.

The tea produced in Juxian County belongs to the yellow tea series, and the soup color is different from black tea and green tea.

When Liu Hai was putting his lips close to the tea bowl and preparing to drink tea, Zhang Qiwei's question made his nervous heart tense again, and his hand shook, and the hot tea fell on Liu Hai's pants, and Liu Hai couldn't help but scream.