"Well, well, this house is good, this house is good".

Zhang Jiaren's old couple, plus Zhang Youpeng and Li Xiumei, who followed behind, were accompanied by Zhang Chi and his wife to visit the room, and they all praised it.

Maybe it's because of Zhang Wen's big house foundation, or if he really arrived at his own home, everyone's feeling is much easier now than when he was at Zhang Wen's house.

"Sister, you live upstairs with us, parents, grandparents, they live downstairs, and the province goes up and downstairs" Zhang Chi saw his sister walking up the stairs with her little nephew in her arms, so he said to her.

"Okay, we'll arrange it for you at will, just have a bed," Zhang Juan replied with a smile.

Zhang Chi also laughed twice, and then stretched out his finger: "That room, you go and take a look, if you don't like it, you can pick a few rooms next to it."

"So good?" Zhang Juan replied with a smile, and before she finished speaking, she had already pulled her son and walked towards her room.

Zhang Chi turned his head to the elders in the family and said, "Do you want to see our room?" ”

"What do you see here" Zhang Jiaren smiled at his grandson and said: "I've finished reading it, let's go down, I'll talk to Da Haohao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I hid my belly."

The old man didn't want to do this, as an elder, he felt that he should look like an elder, and it wasn't the house he bought, so he went to the room of his grandson and daughter-in-law, and he looked at it with his head and tail, which door was not shameful.

Merika said at this time: "Grandpa, grandma, parents, I won't go down with you, I'm a little tired to go back to the room and lie down."

"Ouch, you said you have nothing to do and more rest, what are you doing with us, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, the most important thing for you now is your own ......."

Hearing Merika say this, Li Xiumei and Miao Guifang's faces were worried.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just get some sleep" Merica was a little embarrassed.

It's true that she's tired, and it's true that she's a little tired, but the real reason is that she feels embarrassed, because she's not familiar with it, although Merica is good at dealing with people, but she hasn't reached the level of natural familiarity and social maniac, and it's normal to want to avoid a little, not to mention that those who should be accompanied are also accompanied, and those who should be greeted are also greeted.

"You said that this kid is too sincere, and he is still so ...... when he has a body" Miao Guifang watched Melika enter the room, still thinking in pieces.

"Milk, it's okay, let's go down" Zhang Chi stretched out his hand and hugged his grandmother's shoulder.

"You have to care more, at this time, you need people's attention the most, Xiaomei is a good boy, if you are careful of twisting and twisting, I will beat you" Miao Guifang said.

Originally, she was going to be a foreigner for Merika, Miao Guifang was still a little unhappy in her heart, she felt that foreign girls were better than Chinese girls, but after seeing Merica, Miao Guifang was very satisfied with Merica, whether it was in terms of dealing with people, or in terms of speech and demeanor, it proved that Merica was a good daughter-in-law with a hearty atmosphere.

She hasn't seen a daughter-in-law anywhere else, so she doesn't know if it's good or not, but as far as the village where she lives, a daughter-in-law like Merica is unique, and most of the daughters-in-law married now are lazy and gluttonous, and there are not many who have a serious appearance.

In addition, her great-granddaughter is about to be born, so Miao Guifang naturally cares about this foreign granddaughter-in-law.

"Don't worry, don't worry" Zhang Chi smiled and helped his grandmother to walk forward, coaxing the old lady as he walked.

This is a grandson, much more amiable than his son, and Miao Guifang was coaxed to smile without two sentences.

The group went downstairs.

"Uncle, aunt, let's play mahjong?" Zhang Youliang and his wife saw that the group had come down, so they immediately stood up, stretched out their fingers and pointed to the small mahjong box on the coffee table and said.

"You, uncle and aunt have been in the car for so long, don't you want to take a break? What kind of mahjong are you playing" Gu Ying complained helplessly about her husband, but her eyes were looking at Zhang Jiaren and the others.

When Zhang Jiaren heard that he was playing mahjong, his eyes immediately lit up: "Yes, it's good to play a little mahjong."

"Uncle, you rest first, and we'll accompany you and your aunt for a few laps tomorrow!" Gu Ying said.

Miao Guifang said with a smile: "Xiaoliang daughter-in-law, you don't have to worry, we are not tired at all this way, the big car is like a moving house, and it doesn't feel upside down, we sleep all the way ...... we go all the way."

Miao Guifang is boasting, one is to praise her granddaughter-in-law's proper arrangement, and the other is to praise the good performance of the RV.

The performance is naturally good, but if the old lady sees the bill for the rental car, it is estimated that she will have to take a quick-acting heart-saving pill, and at the same time complain that the children will not live.

As for whether you are tired or not, with Zhang Chi supporting the bottom, I slept well along the way, and the jet lag was very smooth, no different from usual at home.

"Merica is just careful, in the end, she is a girl, but she is much more proper than Dachi" Gu Ying also followed Miao Guifang's meaning and held Merica.

It's not a blind show, the heart is still full, now don't say it's a girl from a white family, it's the second generation of Chinese, a girl who grew up in the United States, many don't care about any Chinese traditions, don't look at all Chinese faces, but the heart has long been red and blue, like Merica, there are really few girls who can take care of their husband's family traditions, and now young people are too self-centered, self-centered, where do they want to take care of others.

"Then let's go to the terrace outside and watch the scenery while playing mahjong?!" Zhang Youliang asked expectantly at Zhang Jiaren and his wife.

Zhang Jiaren nodded and smiled: "Okay, okay, let's go outside, it's still comfortable outside."

Hearing Zhang Jiaren say this, Zhang Youliang picked up the mahjong box on the coffee table, bypassed the coffee table and helped the clan uncle to walk outside.

Soon, the sound of the walls was rattling on the large terrace outside.

Four of them played, and two of them were on the second floor, not Zhang Youliang and Zhang Youpeng, but Gu Ying and Li Xiumei, two men sat behind their respective wives, acting as dog-headed military advisors.

As for Zhang Chi, he didn't even have the role of a dog-headed military advisor, and directly became the second shopkeeper in the running hall, responsible for serving tea and pouring water for the elders.

After cutting the fruit and putting it on a plate and bringing it to the table, Zhang Chi stretched out his head to look at it for a while, and then sat down on the sofa not far away.

As soon as I sat down, I saw my sister walking out with my little nephew.

"Yo, how long has it been since you played mahjong?" Zhang Juan saw that everyone was now playing mahjong, so she smiled and said.

No one paid attention to her, and no one said that you came over to play for a while, and a group of elders directly ignored Zhang Juan, a junior, and concentrated on building their own Great Wall.

Ahem!

Coughing twice in embarrassment, Zhang Juan looked at her younger brother: "Why are you still lying down."

As soon as Zhang Chi wanted to speak, he saw that the little nephew had been twisting his neck, and his little appearance was very strange, so he followed the little guy's gaze and found that the little guy was looking at the ink.

"Mom, big black cat! Big black cat! ”

"Black cat ......" Zhang Juan turned her head and saw the ink, and was immediately startled, so she hugged her son.

"It's ink! Didn't you see it in the video? Seeing his sister's appearance, Zhang Chi immediately came over and wanted to drive the ink back while talking.

"Ink? Is it that big? Zhang Juan heard that it was ink, so she took a closer look and found that it was really ink, but she didn't think that ink would be like this in reality, where is this a big cat, it is clearly a leopard.

"Ink!"

How old is Sun Xiao, such a big child doesn't know what a scared word is, plus when he hears that this is ink, what else can he think of.

Ink?!

Hearing the word ink, several elders also turned their faces at the same time, they had all seen ink on the video, but it was the first time they had seen real ink.

"Good guy, this looks like a little calf," Zhang Jiaren said.

"This thing is also too big, it looks completely different on the phone, does it bite or not?" Miao Guifang was a little worried about the safety of her great-grandson.

Gu Ying smiled: "Auntie, don't worry, the ink is good, let alone biting, the timid will die ......."

When everyone heard Gu Ying say a few interesting things about ink, they immediately couldn't stop laughing.

"Still being picked up by chickens?" Miao Guifang was a little unconvinced.

Gu Ying said: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it."

Just when the adults were talking and laughing, Xiao Sun Xiao's eyes lit up when he looked at the ink, and at this moment the ink was also staring at Sun Xiao, as if his brain was wondering why there was such a small human being at home, and he had the breath of the obvious owner Zhang Chi.

"Ink!"

"Don't mess with it," Zhang Juan was still nervous.

Zhang Chi saw it and said, "It's okay, the ink is here."

Hearing Zhang Chi's greeting, Ink came over, came to Zhang Chi's side, and rubbed his head against Zhang Chi's body, like a well-behaved big cat.

At this time, Xiao Xiao couldn't hold back, and directly stretched out his little hand and touched it.

Zhang Juan also belongs to the stupid and bold kind, and when she saw the ink like this, she also reached out and touched it.

After a while, the two of them began to pick up the mountain lion with the ink.

The ink is also energetic now, and it lies down directly to expose its belly and asks the two of them to help it scratch its belly. Obviously, Zhang Juan and Xiao Xiao are also masters of petting cats, one scratching their chin and the other scratching their belly, and they hummed the ink, and they almost had to get an annual card of tens of thousands of dollars on their side.

Zhang Chi took a look at it, yes, everything was arranged, the elders played mahjong, and the sisters and mothers played mountain lions, and he could finally rest for a while.

So Zhang Chi sat back on the sofa, came to a Ge You to lie down, stilted his feet, looked at his own ranch beautifully, listened to the sound of mahjong in his ears, and the little nephew screamed from the ink, and suddenly felt that life should be like this.