Both of them were smiling at each other, and when they finally left Hao’s house forever, they were generous and gave them a few small overseas toys.

I love children holding those toys, but I can’t put them down.
Off Yong Zhang Ting went back to his room and slept again.
I didn’t wake up until half past one afternoon.
In the dining room, Zhang Ting ate his lunch.
Boil the fragrant and thick bird’s nest porridge. Bird’s nest was brought by Princess Hong from the capital. In her belly, Princess Sun Hong almost brought everything that can replenish her body outside.
Former Zhang Ting really can’t think about this bird’s nest thing. After all, in her opinion, this bird’s nest is something that rich people can afford.
But now that she’s drunk, she doesn’t even want to drink any more. It’s a little local tyrant to think about it
Of course, it would be better if there were no people staring at her drinking bird’s nest porridge at this time. Maybe she could eat more.
"Old man, do you want to eat? If you want to eat, I’ll ask Qingxia to bring you the bird’s nest porridge left in the kitchen." Zhang Ting put his spoon in his hand and looked at Master Jia sitting opposite her without saying a word.
Master Jia stared at Zhang Ting. "I’m not so arrogant as you. I have something to ask you. You eat. I’ll ask you after you finish eating."
"Don’t say it now. You’ve been watching me eat like this. I’m afraid I’ll get indigestion if I eat it myself. You’d better say what you have to say now."
Master Jia stared at Zhang Ting again after listening. You look at me. I see you looked at each other for a long time.
Master Jia finally coughed gently. "In fact, the old man has nothing big to do. He just wants to ask you what you are going to do?"
"Of course it’s planted. Am I eating them? Old man, this question is so strange." Zhang Ting looked at Master Jia funny.
Master Jia crossed his embarrassed face and gently coughed, "Girl, do you know how to grow them?"
"I don’t know," replied Zhang Ting, taking a mouthful of bird’s nest porridge with a spoon.
Master Jia stared at her eating bird’s nest porridge and grabbed her spoon. "You don’t know that what you said to the old man before was also false?"
Zhang Ting took one look at himself and looked back at his irate face. "What are you talking about, old man? What did I tell you? "
"I knew you would forget those things. Fortunately, the old man has a good brain and always remembers these words. Now let the old man tell you word by word and let you think about what you said to the old man."
"You said that if you really brought back those agricultural species forever, you could grow more grain than the people now, girl. Do you remember that you said this?" Jia master a face of worry staring at Zhang Ting asked.
Zhang Ting first tightened his eyebrows, then stretched out his hand in half and gently lit his eyes. "Ah, you said these words. I remember the old man. Your brain is too capable of remembering things. This is what I talked to you six months ago. You still remember it until now."
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Master Jia’s face crossed with a smug look. "Of course, the old man is old, but my brain can still. Don’t try to fool me, the old man." Master Jia stared at Zhang Ting.
Zhang Ting looked at him with a silly expression and asked, "Say what?"
Master Jia was so angry that he really wanted to hit his goddaughter with his hand.
Bite the teeth. Master Jia put his arm up and took a deep breath. "Of course, it is said that these problems."
"Old man, what are you trying to say? You’d better say what you want to say once and for all. You know I’m pregnant. My head is much more stupid than usual." Zhang Ting blinked and told Master Jia.
Master Jia sighed with a resigned expression. "Girl, if it’s true that you talk to the old man every time, those things can really produce more food than now, and the people will be saved in this drought."
Zhang Ting blinked again, and a picture of Master Jia just met was curious. "Old man, why have you become so concerned about the country and the people? I can’t believe this is you."
Master Jia took a deep breath and didn’t resist raising my hand to Zhang Ting again.
"Ow, old man, why did you hit me on the head? I’m stupid now, and you still hit me on the head. Do you want me to become more stupid?" Zhang Ting let out a pretend to eat pain, touching his beaten head and looking at Master Jia with a face of bitterness.
Jia Lao, there was a flash of love in your eyes, but when Zhang Tingwang came over, his love in his eyes was covered up by him to change his eyes.
Zhang Ting felt a little pain in his head and mouth.
"Girl, don’t say that the ego can’t hear you. This is calling me an old man." Master Jia looked at Zhang Ting with gloomy eyes.
Zhang Ting hurriedly closed his mouth and smiled at Master Jia. "Where can I dare to scold you without me? You are my michel platini. Will I honor you?"
Master Jia snorted and immediately changed his face to a serious expression. "Girl, stop that now, old man. I’m telling you this seriously."
Zhang Tingma gathered his face and smiled.
"Well, I’ll stop that now, old man. You continue to talk." Zhang Ting sat down and looked at Master Jia’s side and waited for him to continue.