The old Yao Wang almost pulled A Bao's ears and shouted. A Bao rubbed his ears and looked at the robe that had been soaked in the tub. The old Yao Wang was always beside her.

With a wink, Abao thought for a while, his chubby little body sat up from the bench, then he threw down his robe in the tub and ran away.

Zhao Heng looked at the robe he was going to wear today. He gritted his teeth and simply sat down and started washing it.

A Bao was lying at the door of the kitchen, watching her father start washing clothes by himself. She shook the little girl and looked at the old Yao Wang curiously: "Grandpa Yao, Dad has already washed the clothes himself, why are you blinking at me?

?”

The old Yao Wang was so worried. He kept winking at A Bao and urging in his voice: "What are you still doing here? Hurry up and take out your dirty clothes and let your father wash them for you!"

"Uncle Yao, I'm not deaf yet, don't be a troublemaker." Zhao Heng, who was sitting there washing his robe, glanced in this direction, and the old Yao Wang suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

Abao thought for a while and didn't let Zhao Heng help him wash his clothes. Instead, he ran back to the house and took out his own clothes. Then Fatty sat next to Zhao Heng. The father and daughter began to hum.

I started washing the clothes with a sigh of relief.

Someone passed by the door of Zhao's house and saw this scene. He couldn't help but start teasing Wang Chunniang: "Chunniang, you are so lucky. Both men and children are so obedient. The men in our family have never washed clothes!"

Abao looked at Zhao Heng, then at Wang Chunniang, and finally his eyes fell on the old Yao Wang.

The little milky voice suddenly asked: "Grandpa Yao, don't you do the laundry?"

Old Medicine King: "..."

Mrs. Song saw the depressed expression of the old Yao Wang in the kitchen. She laughed loudly and said to Wang Chunniang: "Your Uncle Yao is addicted to pharmacology. He rarely did such trivial things in life. Before.

In Yaowang Valley, there were always servants doing the work, but now that we are out on our own, I usually do the work."

Wang Chunniang looked at Zhao Heng sitting there washing clothes with her daughter. She suddenly said, her voice still had a distant flavor: "When I gave birth to Ah Xuan, it was when the weather was cold. After giving birth at that time,

The child is in bad health, so Zhao Heng does all the cooking and laundry."

At that time, we were still in the military camp, and even the diapers were washed by Zhao Heng himself.

Thinking of the past, Wang Chunniang couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah Heng is a good husband and a good father, but... just don't tease Ah Bao all day long." Ms. Song complained in a low voice. Every time she saw Zhao Heng teasing Ah Bao, she felt that Zhao Heng

He doesn't look like a thirty-year-old, but he is clearly a thirteen-year-old.

"Brother Zhao, are you here?" Just as the father and daughter were humming and washing clothes, Jiao Yang, the head of the small clan, stood at the door of the courtyard and knocked on the door.

"Yes!" Abao's little voice answered him.

Jiao Yang looked towards the Zhao family's yard and saw Zhao Heng and Abao sitting side by side, washing clothes.

His expression was stunned for a second, and then he walked in with a smile, squatted down opposite Zhao Heng, and said to Zhao Heng: "Brother Zhao, I have to ask you something, that is, this plow

What will it be called when it is made? We now have long plows and high plows, so this must have a name."

Zhao Heng thought for a while, then looked at Pang Dundun beside him. He pointed at Ah Bao and said, "If you make it for Ah Bao, let's call it Baoli."

Jiao Yang was stunned for a moment when he heard this name, and then nodded: "Okay, this is a good name. I'll go talk to them."

Just when Jiao Yang was about to get up and leave, he glanced at a small shovel next to him. Looking at the shovel, it was obviously for children. Zhao Heng should have made it for A Bao. He stepped forward and took a closer look.

I took a look at it, but I didn't see the strangeness of this little shovel.

However, he still asked: "Brother Zhao, do you have any treasures?"

Zhao Heng glanced at Jiao Yang with a leisurely expression, and said in a calm tone: "I think you seem to have something."

Jiao Yang laughed loudly and then trotted out.

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People in the village have no objection to the name Baoli, and because the plow is really easy to use, everyone is very grateful to the Zhao family. When they meet A Bao and others on the road, they will always give them something.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere of the entire village has completely changed.

On this day, after breakfast, A Bao was dragged to the elementary school by Jiang Ting. However, A Bao was always somewhat reluctant to go to school, so she walked slowly. If Jiang Ting hadn't pulled her, she would have been able to

Walk for a day.

When the two of them passed the crossroads in the center of the village, they suddenly saw a drunken man walking from the west end of the village, carrying sesame oil in his hand, probably to get some sesame oil.

The drunken drunkard obviously also saw these two fair-haired children.

Although he is in the next village, he also knows the Zhao family in Xixi Village. He heard that this family is quite rich and even adopted two children!

Thinking of this, the drunkard wandered towards the two children.

A Bao was still reciting the Three-Character Sutra taught by Master Bai yesterday, but Jiang Ting, on the other hand, looked at the drunkard who was already walking towards them with wary eyes.

"Little guy, I heard that your family is very rich. Uncle, I am short of wine money, can you give me some?" The drunkard said drunkenly, and his body twisted towards the two people.

Just when the drunkard rushed over, Jiang Ting, who had never spoken much, suddenly shouted: "What are you going to do?"

The drunkard laughed: "I want money! I heard your family is quite rich!"

The drunkard drinks all the year round and doesn't do good things in the county. He spends his time eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, so his face is actually scary. When A Bao saw him rushing towards her, she subconsciously wanted to hide because

Somewhat scared.

But remembering that her father had taught her not to be afraid, she squatted down to find rocks and prepared to fight.

"Abao, cry." Jiang Ting whispered towards Abao.

Abao was stunned again, and then, the next second, he started to cry loudly.

A Bao's voice has always been a bit loud, and when she cries, even a drunkard feels his ears hurt.

"You little bitch, why are you crying? You're a loser!" As soon as A Bao cried, the drunkard immediately began to curse.

"Help, help!" Jiang Ting shouted loudly and clearly.

The two children made too much noise, and everyone in the village who was still at home ran out. The drunkard was upset because he didn't get the money. When he saw so many people running out, he pointed at the two children and started shouting:

"You two losers, howl no matter what, the Zhao family is willing to pick you up and give me a daughter, I don't want it!"

When grandma Daxi heard this, she was the first to rush out: "What the hell are you farting?"

As soon as Grandma Daxi opened her mouth, Jiang Ting immediately covered A Bao's ears.
Chapter completed!