Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

Today is a day when Zhang Xiaofang is proud of his gambling history.

Ever since they voted for an unfamiliar Song family girl, everyone has secretly felt that Zhang Xiaofang's brain is pitted, he is mad and has nowhere to spend money. Whoever does not vote for this is a good decision.

After Zhang Xiaofang finished his bet, he kept going up and down, waiting for the scholars who watched the Qunfang match to come out.

First came a second, and then came a first. Zhang Yawen and Song Xuewei were evenly matched. What surprised and excited him was that Song Ran was not far behind!

Now Zhang Yawen is slightly ahead, and the trio's win is about the same, but this can't stop him from being full of spring breeze.

"Brother Zhang, you are so insightful. You picked this person out from which point, and you're on a par with Song Xuewei." Someone gave Zhang Xiaofang a thumbs up.

Zhang Xiaofang humbly smiled and said, "There is still another round, and no one can say for the final result."

Song Xuewei didn't return to Jingchenghou's Mansion, but went directly to her grandfather's house.

Zheng Ting's face was solemn, "Before you were in the limelight, but the performance in the Qunfang Tournament was not good. In this Qunfang Tournament, you have to win the first place anyway."

"Grandfather, I know." Song Xuewei squeezed out this sentence, the flesh of her palm was reddened by her nails, she let out a deep breath, and looked up for a long time. It’s bad, and there are paintings by Master Wen Zong, you can definitely win the championship, so my grandparents can rest assured."

In the end, she lived more than ten years in her previous life, and the extra days are her wealth. There is more knowledge about good things, which is not comparable to Zhang Yawen and Song Ran.

Especially Song Ran, a wild species who grew up in the country, looked at porcelain, and maybe treated it as ordinary bowls and bottles, let alone checking the authenticity.

Now Zhang Yawen is one level higher than her in total, and Song Ran is tied with her, and there will be enough chances for a comeback tomorrow.

"Grandfather, Weiwei wants to expand Song Ran's rumors of Kefu in the capital."

When Zheng Ting saw the determination and fierceness in Song Xuewei's eyes, he smiled, "Women’s benevolence, what is Kefu? Weiwei turned out that everything went smoothly, but the wild species came back to cause so many things, I am afraid it is a god. Lone Star, not only Kefu, but also Kefuxing, Kweiwei."

Zheng Ting squinted his eyes, and the prolonged tone contained a chill of bones, "This cut the grass, we must get rid of the roots."

Seeing the smile on her grandfather's lips, Song Xuewei suddenly realized something, her heartbeat speeded up slightly, knowing that her grandfather wanted to attribute her mistake to Song Ran.

But it was originally her fault.

Song Xuewei nodded, her expression lightened, "Weiwei understands, Weiwei still wants to reveal the news about the sale of redstone."

Zheng Zihao, who was unwilling to come to eavesdrop, froze in his heart. He only heard the last sentence, what redstone, what is for sale, could it be the thing that Weiwei was wearing on her head?

Why did such a profitable business only talk to Song Xuewei?

Zheng Zihao had no prejudice against this niece, even because the other party was a lucky star, he still had some affections. Now those affections are long gone, and there is a sense of disgust and crisis in his heart.

He couldn't hear the sound inside, and put his ear to the window again.

At this time, the sound of footsteps sounded from behind, Zheng Zihao straightened up immediately, and at the same time, a voice sounded.

"Why is the young master here?" The young man who was called away hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Zheng Zihao said, "I'm here to find my father."

"Master has something to say to Miss Weiwei, not to see you for the time being, Master, let's go back first."

Zheng Zihao's face stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal in an instant, nodding slightly.

After eating the candied haws, the carriage arrived at Boyanghou Mansion.

Jiang Zhile got out of the car first, then caught Ran Ran, holding hands with Song Shubai and walking into the Hou Mansion.

Just after walking through the garden, there were a lot of people standing in front of it, and there were a lot of people around it, which was rare and lively.

When Song Shubai came, he automatically opened a road next to him. There were three rows of people standing in the middle, wearing Gebuyi, describing ordinary, tall and short, old and young. Guan Shi stood in the front and saw Song Shubai and shouted respectfully. Lord Hou".

Without waiting for Song Shubai’s question, Steward Song answered Song Shubai’s doubts in his heart, “It’s not that Master Hou said before that he wanted to hire people. Hou’s mansion is just short of people. I asked the toothwoman to bring some clever ones to choose.”

Song Shubai was stunned. Has he ever said this? This is not so fast. Isn't it necessary to wait for the end of the group match, and pull the nephew and the others into the house by the way when recruiting?

Seeing Song Shubai’s expression in shock, Steward Song said in a proper and considerate manner: “I remember everything Hou Ye does, every word and deed. Hou Ye had suffered outside before.”

Ran Ran, who followed Daddy's queen, looked curiously at these people in front of him.

At this time, Song Shubai was already trembling and spotted the elder nephew Sima Cheng, the abnormal doctor Song old man, and the old man Gao who knocked on the coffin.

Everyone has seen each other's appearance after Disguise, and they are very familiar with each other, and recognize it normally.

Song Shubai was about to pick out the three of them, and Steward Song stepped forward and pointed a few times, "The three of you, go home."

The three people referred to are impressively the three Sima Chengs.

Song Shubai's eyelids trembled and turned to ask Steward Song, "Why don't you stay?"

Steward Song is well-founded and well-founded, "In these troubled autumns, servants who enter the mansion must be carefully selected. Those who do not have a contract to sell their bodies are not allowed to enter the mansion to maintain the stability of the mansion."

"Yes, Lord Hou, you are not allowed to enter the mansion."

"Knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart."

Song Shubai's head is simply big.

Since he returned to the capital, Boyanghou Mansion has left a lot of people, but there are not many people left, but all of them have followed the Boyanghou Mansion desperately and encountered the security problems of Boyanghou Mansion, which is more real than him.

Steward Song was right. At this time, someone would really take this opportunity to send someone to Boyanghou's Mansion.

The key point was that Song Shubai couldn't see who had the problem, and it was full of flaws to force Sima Cheng to stay.

Seeing Song Shubai's expression a little excited and at a loss, Jiang Zhile twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed.

"Who can work as a carpenter? I like to be a carpenter and want a helper."

As soon as Jiang Zhile spoke, many people looked regretful. Only an old man stood up and made a square carved box with the knife and wood provided by Jiang Zhile.

Worthy of being a coffin, this box is really neat.

Such a tall old man did not sell his life contract, and directly followed Jiang Zhile.

Ran Ran did not recognize her little brother and two grandpas.

Adults will always conceal their children's affairs. One does not let the children worry, and the other is afraid of the children's words.

Ran Ran had never seen the appearance of her little brother and two grandpas after they changed their appearance. She looked at Old Man Gao and felt that this grandfather was very kind, and couldn't help but take a few more glances before Old Man Gao gave Ran Ran the carved box.

Song Shubai's eyes lit up, and at Jiang Zhile's suggestion, he stretched out his arm and hugged Ran Ran, "You are bored in the house alone, so choose any playmate you want."

This time it was all young boys who stood up.

Ten people stood in a row, the younger one was seven or eight years old, and the older one was eleven or twelve.

Ran Ran is less than four years old, and there is nothing to avoid.

When the child heard Uncle Dan's words, he shook his head, "It's not boring, play with Daddy."

There was a softness in Jiang Zhile's eyes, and he said to Song Shubai, "Master Hou, I teach literature. The little girl likes to ride and shoot. It would be nice to find a kid who knows how to fist, and he can also protect the girl."

Jiang Zhile's speech was not fast, and he deliberately slowed down a bit to let the girl react slowly.

To live up to the old father's expectations, slowly slowly listening to the ears, into the heart.

These people have been carefully selected, and there are not many carpenters, because carpenters are good at making a living, enough to fill their stomachs. There are some who know how to fist, six out of ten people, and four are left.

Ran Ran turned his face slowly in front of the four people.

Some are taller, some are shorter, some are darker, and some are whiter.

The child stopped in front of a shy boy with a pale face.

Xiao Hei cold his eyes slightly, and his eyes moved up and down to scan the glutinous rice dumpling.

Ran Ran felt that someone was looking at her, and turned his head in doubt, and saw a black face, slowly walked to Xiao Hei and asked, "What can you play with me?"

Xiao Hei was silent for a moment. Before Xiao Hei could speak, the other boys couldn't help it.

"I can weave grasshoppers and rabbits."

"I can make a kite, and the kite is very high."

"I will climb mountains and trees to pick fruit to find rabbits."

"I can sing folk songs, I can hold my breath for a long time in the water, and I can catch fish."

…

Several boys scrambled to sell themselves.

Xiao Hei's face is dark, but he can't see it because his face is dark.

Ran Ran looked at this silent little black, and felt that this little brother was too shy.

"Do you know how to make rabbits?" Ran Ran asked with his face up.

Black hung his head, just touching the child's bright eyes.

"will not."

"Can you make a kite?"

"will not."

"Will you find a rabbit?"

"…will not."

"Can you catch fish?" His neck was a little sore, and he took two steps back.

This retreat caused Xiao Hei's eyes to tighten suddenly, and two steps forward, grabbing the collar of the ran, and suddenly loosening it, "I can learn."

Song Shubai was planning to take the four of them into the mansion temporarily, but he didn't expect Ran Ran to pick it so seriously.

Ran Ran Xiaoxiao sighed. With this sigh, Xiao Hei's body was slightly stretched, staring at Ran Ran, his face was fierce and embarrassed, and he lowered his voice: "Choose me."

This little brother is a bit fierce, as fierce as the little brother she knows.

Ran Ran missed that little brother, but couldn't see it. Zai thought it would be great to have a similar one.

Ran Ran pointed to Xiao Hei, then turned to Dad and Uncle Dan and said, "I want him to play together."

Song Shubai pretended to say: "This kid doesn't know anything, but if you pick another one, you can leave all four."

The child is not greedy, so he won't change it if he chooses it.

"He said he would learn." Ran Ran's soft voice sounded, "He can learn to make cats, learn to make kites, and learn to catch rabbits."

Seeing Zai resolutely, Song Shubai seemed embarrassed, but Sima Cheng was actually left behind.

Finally, there is a gardener, Song Shubai let everyone compete, and there is no doubt that the old man Song who is good at medicine stands out.

In the end, of course, not only three people were selected, but a few people were left behind, so that the three who had not sold their bonds were not so conspicuous.

There are three general types of people in the dentist's life, and there is still a deed for life and death. Let the dentist help to find the next home. After entering the mansion, he must pay a certain amount of money.

Jiang Zhile said: "Master Hou, these few do not sign a death agreement, they must sign a living agreement."

Song Shubai was surprised to see Jiang Zhile. Out of trust, he nodded without refuting.

Jiang Zhile glanced at the two people with blinking eyes in the crowd, and said that he would pick a messenger in the yard. Seeing these two people jump up and down to express themselves, nodded and made people stay.

Steward Song dismissed the rest, and the two chores selected by Jiang Zhile were arranged in the yard where Jiang Zhile lived.

As for the deed of selling, it is said that signing, signing or not signing, it is natural for Song Shubai to do what they do.

The servants eagerly said: "Master Hou, they didn't sign the death contract. Let's watch them closely and we must not let them cheat the master!"

Song Shubai waved his hand, "Okay, a few people can turn the sky upside down."

"What's your name?" Ran Ran curiously looked around this little black brother, looking left and right.

The little blackboard smiled, "No name."

"Little Black."

"?"

"Your name is Xiaohei."

"..."

"These grasses are for you. You can't make rabbits. Learn to make cats."

"..."

Sima Cheng and Ran Ran walked to the vegetable seedling planted by the child, beside a green grass.

This small vegetable garden squeezed in with a particularly unreasonable attitude, which is really unsightly.

Sima Cheng couldn't help but said, "The garden is not suitable for growing vegetables. It is ugly. You can set up a vegetable garden alone."

After that, I saw Ran Ran and didn't reply, thinking that he hurt the child's self-esteem, Sima Cheng pursed his lips.

Thinking of him "nothing", this glutinous rice dumpling would choose him, and no one else wanted him. I also felt that this dumpling was very conscientious.

Little boy suddenly felt a little soft in his heart. It was naturally impossible for him to ask Ran Ran why he chose him.

Ran Ran felt that this little brother was a bit bad, as bad as Sima Cheng's little brother.

The child couldn't help becoming more satisfied.

"You, very, good. Like!" The child paused every word.

When the dumpling said it was okay, Sima Cheng sullen his face and gave a low hmm, reluctantly comforting him: "In the future, let someone set up a vegetable garden for you, and that ugly one will be gone."

With the avatar brother, the smiling cub suddenly froze, and suddenly regretted a loss.

The avatar brother is good, but he is so angry.