Chapter 72

Han Bao said, "Isn't it? You love gossip and peeping into other people's secrets, and you have to dig out the secrets of other people's ancestors for eighteen generations. What are you not an excavator? ”

Zhan Fengxian was so angry that he raised his fist and was about to beat Han Bao, Han Bao jumped up and down in the room, Zhan Fengxian chased for a long time, and was so tired that he kicked and puffed, but he couldn't even touch Han Bao's clothes.

Zhan Hanjue looked at the two aunts and nephews who were having a good time, although the change in the "Zhan Shu" caught him off guard, but such a sunny and lively "Zhan Shu" seemed to be a very good choice if it could become an eternal symbol of his character.

When I set off to KFC, because the driver was not there, the task of driving fell to Zhan Fengxian. Zhan Hanjue's father and son sat in the back seat, and Zhan Fengxian deliberately adjusted the position of the rearview mirror so that she could see the situation of "Zhan Shu" at any time.

Zhan Hanjue's eyes were tinged with worry, and he glanced out the window in order to prevent his son from noticing his abnormal emotions.

Outside the window, the traffic is busy, the lights are on, and the flowers are blooming. Colorful colors shot into his heart, but they were still buried by his black, white and gray.

He pondered that Luo Shihan would leave tomorrow morning, as long as she left Zhan Shu forever, Zhan Shu's illness would slowly stabilize, slowly reduce, and eventually recover.

Han Bao was lying in Zhan Hanjue's arms, and his soft little hands touched Daddy's nose for a while, and touched Daddy's hair for a while, but there was no time to stop.

"This kid has ADHD, right?" Zhan Fengxian couldn't help but say.

Zhan Hanjue's eyes were slightly dark, yes, the former Zhan Shu sat in the car, like a puppet. But today's "battle dream", hands and feet also move, not idle for a moment.

Zhan Fengxian took out Han Bao's pizza again, threw it in the trash, and said, "Little ancestor, you still collect the leftover pizza like a baby." It's a bad habit. ”

Han Bao was angry, "You are a waste. Shame on waste! ”

Zhan Han Jue tasted the changes of the war dream bit by bit, like a trickle finally converging into a majestic sea. made his heart suddenly become depressed.

Whether God gave him a taciturn war dream or an active and lively war dream, as long as it was healthy, he gladly accepted it.

KFC's pizza, Hanbao eats particularly deliciously. Zhan Hanjue and Zhan Fengxian looked at his skillful action of cutting pizza and dividing the plate, and the taste was the same as chewing wax.

Han Bao ate the rest of the pizza, and he carefully packed it into his small backpack. Zhan Hanjue looked at such a diligent and thrifty "war dream", and he couldn't say anything bitter in his heart.

"Huh?" Zhan Fengxian was concentrating on driving the car, and when she heard Zhan Hanjue call her, she turned her head in surprise.

"You do something for your brother."

Zhan Fengxian looked at the eldest brother with a serious expression, knowing that this matter was not trivial. "Brother, you say! As long as I am within my ability, even if I throw my head and spill my blood, I will do it for you. ”

Zhan Shu's familiarity with KFC is more proficient than that of him and Zhan Fengxian. If he wasn't sane enough, or if he was an idealist atheist, even he would have suspected that Zhan Shu had been taken away.

On the way back, Han Bao fell asleep in Zhan Hanjue's arms.

Zhan Hanjue suddenly shouted his sister's name, "Fengxian! ”

"I want to know why every time Zhan Su meets Luo Shihan, he becomes a different person." Zhan Han Jue paused and said.

Zhan Fengxian came to his senses, "You want me to investigate Luo Shihan?" ”

"Tomorrow she's leaving the city. You have to hurry. ”

"No problem."