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Chapter 97 Reporting(1/2)

Zhao Dacheng helped him several times before, but Zhou Qing had already told him.

The person who helped his daughter was Zhou Huaishan’s friend!

Zhao Dacheng stepped forward a few steps, squatted beside the ant's nest, and watched with great enthusiasm as the ant climbed up along the thin rope.

"I'll come to play with you."

Zhou Huaishan...

Oops hey!

This sounds so kind!

Zhao Dacheng said, looking up at Zhou Huaishan and grinning at him, patting a basket of bamboo strips next to him.

"Tell me to make up your cricket cage, I brought good wine."

Looking at the basket of bamboo strips and looking at Zhao Dacheng's sincere smile, Zhou Huaishan grinned.

"It's not that I don't teach you, it's really because I can't take it off."

"how?"

"My daughter is selling Spring Festival couplets these days. I have to write Spring Festival couplets every day. I have been writing them all morning. Now I will come out to rest for a while and relax, and I will continue to write them later."

Zhao Dazhen waved his hand, "What kind of Spring Festival couplets are written? How much does it cost to write your Spring Festival couplets? I just wrap your red paper at this price!"

That wealthy look like Zhou Huaishan himself back then.

Zhou Huaishan smiled, "How come this happens!"

He was willing, but Zhou Qing would never agree.

The child was discouraged.

"But I can't write it for you, you know my words, which are similar to bug crawling."

Pouting, Zhao Dacheng grabbed his head in distress, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"In this way, I'll find someone to write for you, and you can teach me how to make a cage."

"who?"

"Su Heng, you should know that the head of the case for this government trial."

Zhou Huaishan nodded.

A horse is a horse.

"Can they come?"

"Why can't you come? He lives in my house now. I'll have someone to pick him up."

As he spoke, Zhao Dacheng turned around and ordered, and when a guard guard had to leave immediately.

Zhou Huaishan pulled Zhao Dacheng's sleeve and said, "Why did Su Heng live in your house?"

Zhao Dacheng smiled and said, "He is my nephew. After the exam, he is playing at my house. My sister's son."

Zhou Huaishan didn't ask any more questions, anyway, someone would just write for him.

The two have similar ambitions and just have fun after they say that!

Zhao stared at the two people in the yard in a daze, and couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Second brother... this... this... this is so different from before!

Zhou Yao looked calm and said calmly: "Mom, people will become."

Zhao Family...

Why did she think that Yao'er is different from before?

......

When Zhou Qing and Zhou Huailin came back, it was already dark.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard the sound of people jumping in the yard.

There was a lot of fire in the yard.

Zhou Ping was staging in front of the fire.

The fire shone on his little face with redness, and the sweat beads of the cold weather flowed down his cheeks.

On the raised arms, two homemade sandbags were hung on the left and right.

Not far from the fire, Zhou Huaishan and Zhao Dacheng are fighting against the chicken!

That scene...

Zhou Qing couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Huaishan and Zhao Dacheng each saw a strange-looking small bamboo basket topped their heads.

A chicken was locked in the basket.

Only the part above the chicken's neck was exposed outside.

The two of them rushed towards each other with a fierce momentum, then lowered their heads and let the chickens above each other fight against each other.

Every time there was a fight, the chickens locked in the cage were frightened and flew around with their wings.

Zhou Qing...

Taking a deep breath, rubbing his forehead weakly, Zhou Qing shouted, "Dad!"

When Zhou Huaishan heard the movement, he was having fun and was sweating profusely.

When he saw Zhou Qing at first sight, Zhou Huaishan was so shocked that he had a fart popped out.

Zhao Dacheng next to him...

wipe!

Familiar taste.

Zhou Huaishan ran towards Zhou Qing with a chicken on his back, "Daughter, this is really time flies! I didn't even pay attention, it's dark."

Zhou Qing...

Do you think I'm not in a bad mood?

But in front of Zhao Dacheng, she couldn't say anything.

Through Zhou Huaishan's shoulders, he smiled at Zhao Dacheng, "Uncle."

Zhao Dacheng responded with a smile.

Zhou Huaishan looked at Zhou Qing's expression and felt a little fainted, "Well, I've finished writing Spring Festival couplets, I only played with it after I finished writing it."

Zhou Qing...

Really?

I don't believe it!

Zhou Huaishan immediately said: "You go to the house to take a look, you've finished writing it!"

Zhao Dacheng followed and said, "Yes, my eldest niece and Brother Shan have finished writing all of them."

Zhou Qing...

What?

Brother Shan?

Looking at Zhou Huaishan and Zhao Dacheng, Zhou Qing couldn't help but make this title funny.

Without saying anything, Zhou Qing went back to the house to wash up.

After changing to the dry clothes at home, Zhou Yao and Zhao were still preparing supper in the kitchen, so Zhou Qing turned around and went to Zhou Huaishan's house.

When I entered the house, I saw a thick stack of cut red papers placed there.

Stop talking about the words, there is not a single black dot on it.

Holding the red paper, Zhou Qing walked out, "Dad, is this written?"

Is this the latest version of the emperor's new outfit, the emperor's new words?

Could it be that I am not smart enough to see it?

When Zhou Huaishan saw the red paper at first sight, he was stunned. He turned to Zhao Dacheng and said, "Where is the word?"

Zhao Dacheng took the red paper and carefully flipped it back and forth.

Zhou Qing...

What is this?

Did I hide the words on it?

But she couldn't say this!
To be continued...
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