The next morning, Zhao Yuan, who was sleeping on all fours, kept his saliva and stuffed his little feet into Zhao Jing's nostrils.

Zhao Yuan rubbed his legs, and chirped in his mouth: "The fox is really delicious and fun......

Zhao Jing felt a repulsion coming from his nostrils, and opened his eyes in a daze: "Well, what is this?" ”

The camera panned down, and then he saw a small foot against his face.

"Ahh Zhao Yuan! Take away your little piggy trotters! ”

Zhao Jing pulled her feet away, and there seemed to be a string of ellipses and a crow whistling above her head.

Zhao Yuan rubbed his eyes, wiped his saliva, and said cutely: "Dad, good morning......"

"Daddy has a bad morning!" Zhao Jing lifted Zhao Yuan, turned her over, and slapped her hard on the ass a few times.

"o( ̄ヘ ̄o)woowoo"

Zhao Yuan's posture of going downstairs was still carried by her father, she rubbed the tears in the corners of her eyes, and her calves kicked around in the air.

As soon as Zhao Jing put her down, she rushed into the kitchen and asked her mother for love.

Wearing an apron, Zhao Feiyan, who was dressed as a chef, came out of it with Zhao Yuan in her arms, crying and laughing: "How can you care about a child......"

Zhao Jing glared at Zhao Yuan angrily and stretched out his hand: "Good, come here, Dad will take you to wash." ”

Zhao Yuan flattened his mouth and burrowed into Zhao Jing's arms, and then took a bite on Zhao Jing's shoulder.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you dare to bite Dad."

"Giggles, cluck!"

Zhao Feiyan watched one big and one small fight into the bathroom, and shook her head helplessly.

Waiting for Zhao Feiyan to prepare breakfast and set up the dishes and chopsticks in the dining room, Zhao Yuan's mouth was full of white bubbles, holding a toothbrush in his hand, and he ran out of the bathroom happily.

"Giggles!"

"Zhao Yuan, you leather kid, stop for me!" Zhao Jing also rushed out of it, but except for his mouth, his eyes were all white bubbles.

Zhao Yuan braked suddenly, quickly put the toothbrush in his mouth and scraped it a few times, and a mouthful of bubbles accumulated in his mouth. When Zhao Jing approached, he sprayed out with a "poof", and Zhao Jing had a few more bubbles on his face.

Zhao Yuan pointed at him, holding his stomach, and smiled like a fool.

Zhao ...... Margin! Zhao Jing wiped his face and said with itchy teeth.

┑( ̄Д ̄)┍Zhao Yuan made a grimace.

Then he hurriedly ran away, so one big and one small ran around the table.

Zhao Feiyan looked at the white bubbles spread on the floor and splashed on the table, and her expression was suddenly gloomy.

Zhao Jinggang caught the naughty child, and found that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, Zhao Yuan was also verbose, and the father and daughter turned around at the same time and found a terrifying scene......

Zhao Feiyan held a feather duster in her hand and showed a gentle smile, this smile fell in the eyes of Zhao Jing and Zhao Yuan, no less than a sharp blade on the shoulder......

"You guys seem to be having a good time."

Three minutes later, the father and daughter sat down at the table in harmony and well-behaved, savoring the delicious dried radish with white porridge with tears in their eyes.

Dried radish with white porridge is really a delicacy in the world and a peerless delicacy.

On the opposite side, Zhao Feiyan, Zhuang Yan, the little monk and the black cat were drinking seafood porridge. The smell of seafood porridge lingers in the house and makes people drool unyieldingly.

The father and daughter pursed their mouths, glanced at each other, pinched their noses at the same time, and muttered in unison: "The seafood porridge really stinks!" ”

……

After breakfast, Zhao Jing sat on the sofa and said to Zhao Feiyan, who was reading: "Sister Yan, let's find a construction team to come over tomorrow, and we will repair the door of the house." ”

Zhao Feiyan looked up at him with a serious look, and although he didn't know what he wanted to do, he also nodded.

At this time, the sound of cars was heard outside.

Zhao Yuan ran in from outside the courtyard and threw himself into Zhao Jing's arms: "Dad, godfather is here!" ”

Old man Peng's name is Peng Chen, he is Zhao Yuan's godfather, not his godfather, Zhao Jing explained to Zhao Feiyan like this.

Zhao Jing got up and touched the little girl's head: "Dad and your grandfather go to do errands, can you stay at home and play by yourself?" ”

Zhao Yuan's eyes rolled around, and he puffed out his mouth and said, "I don't, I'm going to play too." ”

Zhao Jing gave Sister Yan a look, Zhao Feiyan understood, hugged Zhao Yuan, and said with a smile: "Doesn't Yuan Yuan want to play with my mother?" ”

Zhao Yuan subconsciously shook his head, and then nodded violently, showing the image of a little cowardly baby vividly.

A moment later, lying in her mother's arms, she looked down at her father who was going out with a yellow cloth bag.

……

In the car, there were old man Liu and old man Peng.

"Boy, don't you say hello when you see your godfather?" Old man Peng said.

Zhao Jing smiled: "(???? ω????)”

Being someone's son for no reason is not a refreshing thing.

Old man Peng took out a book with a yellowed cover from his wide sleeved robe and shook it, looking like some peerless martial arts.

Zhao Jing's gaze couldn't be taken off all of a sudden, and his head followed the "secret book".

"Daddy, I'll teach you." Old man Peng smirked.

"Hello godfather!" Zhao Jing did not hesitate, and looked at Huang Benzi's eyes full of fiery desire, which was the fiery desire to become a strong man, not some other strange desire.

Old man Peng's palm, which could make a mark of love on the cement wall, still shocked Zhao Jing's heart.

"Huh?"

"Godfather, what's wrong with your hands?"

Zhao Jing pointed to Old Man Peng's palm that had been tied with several circles of white bandages, and modestly raised his own questions.

Old man Peng immediately hid his palm in his sleeve robe, and his old face turned red: "I accidentally carved it when I carved the wooden sword yesterday." ”

Liu Tianlin sat in the passenger seat, saw the scene behind him through the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The old guy is shameless, obviously because he wanted to pretend to be forced, and he injured his palm because he slapped him too hard. Zhao Jing is also a bad pen, and he really thinks that it is so easy to print a palm print on the cement wall.

The West Street, where the tomb is located, arrived.

Zhao Jing got out of the car and immediately felt a powerful yin evil rushing towards him, and the golden light in his eyes began to rise rapidly. He hurriedly suppressed the golden body, and he was unwilling to hang up easily.

Kaihang was detected to be banned, and the last time Zhao Jing had already suffered and almost fell into the devil's path.

If you want not to be banned, you can't wave too obviously, you need to be low-key when you open a hanging, and you must be cautious when you buy a hanging.

Cancel the golden body state, and Zhao Jing will not be affected by the yin evil like last time.

"This is it!" Old man Peng looked around, obviously also discovered the existence of these evil qi, and was about to perceive it deeply, when he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Seeing this, Zhao Jing secretly felt bad, and hurriedly pressed his palm on Old Man Peng's shoulder, and shouted: "Old Man Peng, don't feel those evil spirits!" ”

Old man Peng woke up suddenly, and a cold sweat oozed from his back.

"What's going on?"

"This evil aura is so powerful that it can erode people's minds, so don't deliberately go along with them."

Zhao Jing put his hands behind his back and looked at the pit dug inside, and the cordon outside was getting wider and wider.

Liu Tianlin said: "This situation can't continue, according to this trend, within a year, this evil spirit can envelop the entire West Street." But we have yet to find a way to control it. ”

At the same time, near West Street, there are also several strange eyes descending here.

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