Da-hai Zhang saw the chance to escape, and the horse held the big bag in his arms and never returned to work in this group.

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As soon as I entered Zhang Jia, Zhang Da Haima gave me his own door.
Chapter 61 Love to worry!
Mu Niang looked at full head big sweat and a face of fear. Da-hai Zhang could not help but bow his head and smile.
"Is it necessary to be so scared? Look, you’re sweating like this." Mu Niang looked at Da-hai Zhang leaning against the door with a funny face.
Da-hai Zhang wiped his forehead with sweat on the back of his hand, vomited a sigh of relief and looked at his woman with a look of terror. "I’m not afraid, I can’t. These people have been clamoring for something in my bag. Where can I show it to them? Absolutely not."
Mu Niang shook her head and smiled. "Well, when the door is closed, they can’t get in. Come on in and help me sort things out. The court has given us a lot of things and I want to sort them out."
Da-hai Zhang should turn around and carefully find a place to hide the bag in his arms before entering the hall to help Mu Niang.
Hao’s side after a few days of hospitality to Hao’s congratulations finally less.
After breakfast, Zhang Ting called several people in Qingxia and told them, "You listen carefully. If anyone comes to visit me in our home from today, just say that I didn’t greet them when I didn’t have time."
Lose this command
Zhang Ting has been planning to stay at home with her two sons all day.
These days, because of these things at home, she doesn’t spend much time with these two lovely children.
"Oh, my God, I missed such an important thing. I, my son, actually climbed." Zhang Ting was excited in the courtyard
Princess Hong smiled low. "You just know now that your son would have climbed a few days earlier, but you are so busy as a mother that you naturally didn’t see it."
Zhang Ting, with a bitter face, watched as he crawled slowly. "It’s a pity that I missed my son’s first climb. I won’t forgive myself."
Mrs. Deng looked sad. Zhang Ting shook his head and smiled and advised, "Well, don’t be sad. Fortunately, he will learn to walk after a small jump. Just watch him learn to walk for the first time."
Zhang Ting looked up at Mrs. Deng as soon as her eyes lit up. "The old lady is right. From now on, I won’t let Xiaotiao miss it for the first time."
Zhang Ting looked at the two playful brothers with a happy smile in his eyes.
Just then, Mrs. Deng’s awkward voice floated into Zhang Ting’s ear
"Small court wife I I have one thing I want to discuss with you."
Mrs. Deng looked at Zhang Ting with a speechless expression.
Zhang Ting looked up at Mrs Deng’s side.
See her old man’s house face expression Zhang Ting expression zheng.
I got up and sat down beside Mrs. Deng’s heart and reached out and shook the back of Mrs. Deng’s hand. "What’s wrong with you, old lady? Don’t scare me. Is something wrong?"
Mrs. Deng shook her head for a while and nodded. "There is one thing, but it makes my wife unable to make up her mind. Please help her with an idea!"
Zhang Ting didn’t look too worried when she saw Mrs. Deng talking about this matter.
So she can be sure that what Mrs. Deng will say later will not be a bad thing.
"Good old lady, tell me." Zhang Ting found a place to sit down.
Mrs. Deng watched her sit down before slowly saying, "The thing is that Xiaobao is almost three years old now, and it’s time to remember. I wonder if I should put Xiaobao’s name on the Korean family tree."
Zhang Ting thought for a moment and looked up at the old lady Deng and asked, "Did you ask the old lady about this matter? What does he mean? "
Mrs. Deng twisted her eyebrows and gently shook her head at Zhang Ting. "I haven’t told him about this matter yet. The child is estimated to dare not. He feels sorry in his heart now. Xiao Bao and I, the two generations, dare not do this."
"Do you really want to listen to me, old lady?" Zhang Ting hesitated and looked up at the old lady Deng and asked.
Mrs. Deng nodded. "Of course I want to listen to Xiaoting. I will believe you in this family."
"In fact, if I mean it, I think Xiao Bao should go into the Korean family tree and drink that unique soup from Han Hou Ye. He will have Xiao Bao in his generation."
"Then you say that if Xiao Bao enters the Korean family tree, will Xiao Bao go back to their Korean family life there? If so, I’m not going to break up with Xiao Bao forever." Here, Mrs. Deng’s eyes are red
Now she wants to cry at the thought of her dependent grandson leaving her, and she can’t bear to part with it.
At this time, I was playing with Xiaobao, and suddenly I heard my grandmother talking and stopped playing.
Xiao Bao, who has always been sensitive, turned his head and saw Mrs. Deng’s red eyes.
Little BMW got up from jumping around and ran towards Mrs Deng.
The little hand clasped Mrs. Deng’s arm tightly. "Grandma doesn’t cry, Xiaobao. Grandma doesn’t cry. Grandma doesn’t cry, okay?"
The little guy half cried and half coaxed Mrs. Deng’s words, which made everyone present feel a little sour.
Mrs. Deng looked down at her grandson holding her arm, her eyes were red, and she held the little guy in her arms.
"Xiaobao, can you promise your grandmother not to leave her? Grandma can’t bear to let us have Xiaobao." Mrs. Deng hugged Xiaobao and choked.
Xiaobao buried his head in Mrs. Deng’s clothes. "Xiaobao never leaves his grandmother. Don’t be afraid."
Zhang Ting watched for a while until their grandmothers had had enough hugs. "Don’t make Xiaobao cry, old lady. It’s impossible for anything to happen. What are you worried about? You scared yourself to cry."

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