Hiss!

Hmm-

Oh?

Yes......

Listening intently to Zhao Han's ups and downs and the life of the magnificent shopping mall like a battlefield, Wen Yang lay on the sofa and took a breath from time to time.

Isn't this really the story that will!

Zhao Hanzheng talked about the Gao Chao part, and the excitement is definitely comparable to the crooked essays written by those online writers who cost 500 yuan per 1,000 words, not to mention 500 words per 1,000 words, and 5,000 words for the foundation.

And then it was interrupted.

Zhao Han walked to the side of the sofa, carefully touched Wenyang's forehead, and asked with concern: "Gong Jiang, your big hair is not sick, right?" Why do you gasp and burp and burn out? ”

Glaring at Zhao Han angrily, brother does it matter if you are a rich second-generation father or something, have you ever seen a dog with a fever by touching his forehead?

Obviously, they are all plugged with thermometers...... Okay!

Moreover, who is it said that who is burned!

Looking at the dog in front of him with unkind eyes, Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, and wisely retracted his right hand.

This dog's eyes are so wrong, baring his teeth, it makes people panic. If he took a bite suddenly, Zhao Han estimated that he would not be able to react, and he would have less than half a two, one or two pieces of meat on his body.

You can't have an accident with your right hand, your right hand has to be signed, what kind of contract, bidding, check, but if you can't sign the words "agree" and "Zhao Han novel" one day, you will have to lose millions to say the least.

"Uh, it should be okay, right? After a while, let Lemon take its temperature. Gong Jiang was listening energetically, and suddenly there was no follow-up, his heart seemed to be tickled by 10,000 pairs of little hands, and he was very uncomfortable, so he quickly pulled back the topic, "So, Mr. Zhao, you are also from Haishi?" ”

"Yes!"

As soon as he talked about his past, Zhao Han's eyes instantly became deep and hazy, full of affection, Wen Yang looked at it and suddenly remembered a literary young man Xu Zhimo with a long scarf on his head in a TV series, these two are quite similar.

After sighing a few times, Zhao Han showed a mysterious expression on his face: "Are you curious why I am so rich and still live here and don't move out?" ”

Gong Jiang seemed to be the most well-behaved and sensible student, and nodded violently at the right time.

Okay, another Gao Chao is coming!

Wen Yang hurriedly moved his body, lying on his stomach, and straightened his posture to prepare for a large wave of information flow.

Zhao Han took a sip of tea unhurriedly, pinched a piece of refreshment, as if falling into a memory, and after a long time, he solemnly said: "This has to start with my grandfather." ”

"My grandfather is a shaver, Mei Lanfang, do you know? At that time, my grandfather also shaved Master Mei's head, originally, opened a shop, outside the Di'an Gate. Is Di'anmen from Beiping? Oh, I know it's from Beiping! Don't interrupt, that's not there yet. ”

“…… I didn't expect it, little Japan called,......"

"Later, my grandfather took my dad and took a big freighter, ah, yes, it was not easy to get on the freighter at that time, what a mess! In this way, I arrived at Haishi, met a figure in the concession, and landed on my feet. ”

"Where to stay," a mysterious expression appeared on Zhao Han's face again, he stretched out an index finger and poked the tip of his finger down, "Here." ”

"Huh? Where, where? ”

Gong Jiang's expression was confused, he was fascinated by what he heard, and looked down at Zhao Han's fingertips a little stupidly, wow, there is half a tea on his floor tiles, it must have been eaten by Da Mao!

Zhao Han glared at the audience with dissatisfaction, lowered his tone, and poked his fingers down fiercely.

"Here!"

Looking at the floor of his house for a few seconds, Gong Jiang raised his head, looked a little confused, and asked hesitantly: "Isn't this my home?" ”

"Huh-"

Zhao Han straightened up and looked at the new-century talent in front of him with disdain, "Was this place originally your family's?" This place used to be my grandfather's! ”

"My grandfather left it to my dad, and my dad left it to me, understand? I grew up here, and three generations of my family have lived on this land, and right here, right in the location of this building! ”

Zhao Han poked under his body with some excitement, and the force seemed to shoot through the floor through the air.

Gong Jiang showed a very surprised expression, and then turned into a sudden realization, and nodded vigorously in cooperation, indicating that he had understood.

Taking a bite of the refreshment in his hand, Zhao Han uncovered the mystery inarticulately.

"So, later, when I became prosperous and rich, I bought such a large piece of land,"

Waving his arm to draw a big circle, "built this community, in the original location of this building, my mother said that I like to live on the third floor, I left two suites on the third floor for my own use, she sometimes comes to see her grandson, and lives comfortably." ”

"Then, why don't you build a villa?"

Zhang Mingyue, who had not been silent all along, came out and brushed her sense of existence, and Danfeng's eyes were full of question marks.

"Your dim sum is so delicious, where did you buy it?"

took another piece of refreshment and stuffed it into his mouth, Zhao Han responded incorrectly, and then said: "Stupid, what's so good about the villa, two people live in a mile, and the lonely ones have no personal taste, and that kind of nouveau riche likes to live in the villa!" ”

Wen Yang was a little speechless.

Looks like you're a standard nouveau riche!

"I did it myself."

Zhang Mingyue was a little embarrassed, but also a little happy, and stretched out her hand to push the dim sum plate forward: "I didn't buy it, Mr. Zhao, you can eat more if you like, and I'll pack a little for you to take away when I go back." ”

After listening to the story of Boss Zhao's frustration, the couple has consciously upgraded the title of this friendly neighbor to "Mr. Zhao".

If you don't bring a general, how can you be worthy of the identity of the trench?

For being rich and not arrogant, and approachable, there are not many good neighbors like this...... However, the place that should be respected should still be respected, and you must not offend people!

Hearing that he could pack the refreshments and take them away, Zhao Han's eyes lit up: "What's so embarrassing?" ”

As he spoke, he took two more refreshments and stuffed them inside: "Well, no, no, no, you must not give me any more food, I can't eat too many sweets." ”

Zhang Mingyue and Gong Jiang glanced at each other silently.

Zhang Mingyue got up very consciously, loaded a bag of refreshments with three times and divided five by two, and stuffed it directly into Zhao Han's arms: "Mr. Zhao, if you don't take my refreshments, will you dislike me for not making them delicious?" ”

"Haha, how could it be ......"

Zhao Han was very satisfied, happily got up with refreshments, shook hands and said goodbye, and went back to his low-key home on the third floor.

Wen Yang turned his head and glanced at Lemon.

Well, the world of foodies is really the same, even the awesome Boss Zhao is no exception.

Looking at the few refreshments left on the table, Wen Yang quietly slipped over, ready to steal another piece.

Half of the refreshments on the ground were dropped by yourself?

You'll have to be careful this time.

Just as he was thinking, Lemon went back to the kitchen before his mother remembered that the dish was not finished, and his father lowered his head and pushed the chair back into its place, and quickly pinched two pieces of tea and stuffed it into his mouth with lightning speed that did not match his figure, but his fingers were not pinched properly, and half of the tea fell to the ground with a click.

Oh, my God......

Wronged!

Gong Jiang, look up and look at your son!

I really didn't drop the refreshments on the floor!

Wen Yang didn't want to take a step forward, so he stopped far away and shouted in his heart.

Brother is innocent, although he also ate two pieces, but it's only two pieces, isn't it?

However, when Gong Jiang found that half of the tea had fallen on the ground, Lemon had swallowed the tea into his stomach with a calm face.

"Da Mao, what's the matter with you! Is there a little bit of self-esteem when a dog, and stealing to eat! ”

Gong Jiang angrily began to educate his own husky.

"Dare to look innocent when you steal food? Come, I'll talk to you...... Come here! ”

Lemon turned around calmly, walked lightly to his room, Wen Yang viciously watched the fat boy's back disappear at the door of the room, jumped on the sofa in a depressed mood, and chose to bow his head and lie down in a repentant posture.

Maintaining such a listening posture, it is estimated that Gong Jiang's "talk" can be shortened by half an hour than usual.

Fortunately, Zhang Mingyue's "It's time to eat" ended Gong Jiang's mental destruction of Wenyang ahead of schedule.

Fighting his spirit, Wen Yang was eating with a wilt, mainly because the negative spirit spell effect just now had not been lifted, resulting in a bad state.

Killing the food in the special bowl at the speed of the last meal in the whole family, a call from Lemon once again threw Wen Yang, who was extremely fragile at the moment, into the abyss.

"Sister Lin Lan? I'm a lemon! ”

"I'm going to start school tomorrow, but Da Mao still hasn't finished more than a dozen rounds of training, can Big Sister help me pick up Da Mao to the training camp?"

"Really? That's great! I'll tell Dad, you come directly to pick up Da Mao on Friday, you call it at the door, and it will open the door for you! ”

After making the call, the fat boy proudly threw a candy into his mouth.

Get!

"Da Mao, am I witty?"

"Da Mao, what kind of expression do you have? Why is it so scary......"

Lemon flinched and stepped back.

Isn't it time for Da Mao to make two mistakes every day again!