Chapter Two Hundred and Four: Brother Zong Tang is the best person in the world!
I never expected it~
"Mother, don't go, you forgot me......"
"I haven't gotten in the car yet~"
Fang Jizong chased out more than ten meters, and the motorcycle couldn't even see the shadow.
"I said I would go home and get something, and lie to me~" Fang Jizong walked home angrily.
The bodyguards hurriedly opened the door and welcomed the little young master back again.
Didn't you say that you went to live with your wife?
Why didn't you get a day, and you threw it back?
Madame is amazing!
……
Fang Zongtang hurried back to Laoxingtang all the way.
The bronze tripod has been delivered.
"Brother Zongtang, Chen Zhen asked me to tell you that he has something to do in the past two days, and he will come back in two days."
As she walked inside, she said, "Everything is ready?" ”
Zhang Xingzu hurriedly nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll send you." ”
The bronze tripod is very troublesome to repair, not only to shovel off the patina on it, but also not to shovel the good one.
Very particular about techniques.
"You learn from me with your heart!"
When Zhang Xingzu heard this, he immediately nodded happily.
Crafts like this are not passed on. Only Brother Zongtang is willing to teach them.
Don't think they're stupid!
Brother Zong Tang is the best person in the world!
"Brother Zongtang, what about Jizong?"
Fang Zongtang didn't raise his head and said, "Let me throw it back!" ”
Zhang Xingzu: "......" Even if that's the case, Brother Zongtang, it's also very good!
People who don't say it well don't understand Brother Zongtang~
At five o'clock, Fang Jizong came back again.
He stood at the door and watched for a while, and when he saw that his mother was not there, he immediately whispered to the clerk, "My mother?" ”
The clerk pointed to the back: "Fix things." ”
Fang Jizong nodded, turned around and ran out again.
In less than half an hour, the owner of the furniture store came with furniture.
Fang Jizong quietly touched the back door like a thief and opened the back door.
"Be quiet, be as loud as you can, be as loud as you can~"
As soon as the furniture was moved into the door, Fang Zongtang came out.
"Why are you back again?"
Fang Jizong had already thought of an excuse.
"Father said let me spend more time with you!"
Fang Zongtang took a hard breath: It's pomegranate boy again!
"No need for furniture here, take it away!"
Fang Jizong hurriedly said pitifully: "I slept in a cardboard box all night last night, mother, what if I get sick from sleep?" ”
She laughed straight away.
"Then go home and sleep, don't stay here!"
Fang Jizong didn't dare to work hard with his mother, so he drooped his head and left with people.
She thought that if she told her like that, people would definitely go back.
I never expected it~
Father and son appeared at the back door of Lao Xingtang together.
"Are you two making your home here?" She looked at the futon on the bed, and she was angry.
Song Yi stood up and walked towards her.
"Ah Tang, Jizong is sleeping outside alone, I don't worry!"
She couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth when she heard it.
I think you're just talking nonsense!
"If you don't worry, take him back!"
Song Yi stood still, looked at Fang Zongtang in place for two seconds, turned around and walked back.
She thought that she had finally moved the people, but she didn't expect that Song Yi would bend down and take out two bags from the cabinet as if he were doing a trick.
"Jizong, it's time to eat!"
Fang Zongtang: "......" you are so good.
"Song Yi, come with me!" She spoke hard.
Song Yi turned his head to look at the back of the person who turned his head to enter, and stuffed the plastic bag into his son's hand.
Get up and follow quickly.
Fang Jizong looked down at the plastic bag in his hand: What kind of garbage is this stuffed into his hand?
(End of chapter)