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Chapter 772

Wang Fengying stumbled for a moment, "Beautiful jade..."

Liu Meiyu has always been a fool, but somehow she suddenly became lucky to the heart. "I have so much milk, why didn't I think about feeding my two children some? That rice soup is so hungry, and it's gone as soon as I urinate. I'll feed my two children a few mouthfuls of milk."

As he said that, he took the two children back to the house with one hand.

Wang Fengying stumbled for a while, didn't say anything, just sighed.

Old Mrs. Qin also sighed.

Qin Daping sighed even more.

After coming out of the old house, Zhao Jiner sighed, "What's going on? Didn't Mr. Qiu pick them up for their mother and mother? Mrs. Qiu was gone. Logically speaking, no matter how bad Zhang Shishi is, she can still be an outdoor room? The outdoor room of the rich young master is not as good as returning to the village to dig up the soil? With the personality of the three of Zhang's family, how could he be willing to come back?"

Qin Muxiu also felt that something was strange, "You have to figure it out. Otherwise, Zhang Shishi killed the child and her second brother, and she really couldn't do anything to her."

"Ah? Do you really want to accept her getting started again? What should Fangfang do?"

"They have a good time and it is impossible for her to enter the door again, but she can force the two children back. It is natural for the child's father to raise children."

Zhao Jin'er was so anxious that she scratched her ears and heads.

The second brother and Fangfang finally settled down.

If Zhang Shishi gets into trouble again, she can't agree!

"The child is not the second brother's, and she can't become the second brother just by opening her mouth! I must find a way to prove that these two children have nothing to do with the Qin family!"

"You have a way?" Qin Muxiu's eyes lit up.

"I seem to have seen it in medical books before, saying that it can judge the relationship between father and son through blood tests."

"Recognize your relatives after dropping blood?" Qin Muxiu, as an outsider, has only heard of this.

Zhao Jiner shook her head, "No. The book clearly stated that it is extremely inaccurate to recognize relatives by dropping blood. As long as people with the same blood neck, blood can be integrated together."

"How to test it?"

"I can't remember it. I didn't expect it to be used one day, so I didn't look carefully. I'll make a fuss when I go back."

When he arrived at the door of his house, Zhao Jiner stomped her feet, "Oh no!"

"What?"

"I forgot to bring food to my grandfather!"

Qin Muxiu was amused, "I'll just put the bowl of noodles."

Zhao Jiner was depressed, "I feel a little embarrassed when I get some noodles every day. Why don't I make pancakes tonight?"

"Do you...can you flap pancakes?"

Zhao Jiner was very confident, "Why can't I? I can watch milk baking every day, and I can watch it."

Half an hour later, the old man spat out twice with his face as bitter as a slut.

"Girl, how did you do it? Bare the cake so that it is baked outside and raw inside?"

Zhao Jiner was also shocked by her cooking skills.

So distressed! It’s so white flour per pound!

Qin Muxiu ate with relish, "I think it's delicious!"

The old man glanced at him, with both appreciation and admiration in his eyes:

Young man, you are the one who does big things!

After putting a pot of noodles for the old man and Qin Muxiu again, Zhao Jiner plunged into the study and began to read medical books.

Qin Muxiu finished eating with the old man, washed the dishes before coming over, "Have you found it?"

Zhao Jiner nodded, "I found it because I found it, but I have never seen these herbs or heard of them. I believe the medicine shop can't buy them."
Chapter completed!
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