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Chapter 122. The big bosses in a certain world lamented one after another

Nowadays, I don’t know much about it!

Lao Zhao was very angry!

Zhao Ying has grown into a big girl now, but her personality is still so careless. Can it be possible?!

Although you don’t have to care about your personal image at home, this is also a matter of details. If you accidentally show such carefree appearance when you go out and you are away, what will others think?!

Girls still need a lady!

"call--"

Lao Zhao lit a red plum for himself.

This is also true of his own stupid son, and Zhao Sheng, the child.

Now that I have a little ambiguous relationship with my female classmates, I have made progress after I have had some ambiguous relationships, but I don’t care about my own image at all. I have dark circles all day long. How can a young man do this?!

Thinking about his son staying up late to play with computers recently, Old Zhao felt even more angry.

Just go to the main god space for entertainment and relax.

Do you still play with computer when you go home at night?

"well!"

Old Zhao sighed lightly: "This child is so inappropriate!"

He really wanted to persuade this little ancestor that he was about to take the college entrance examination. Can he know a little about it?!

He knew to play all day long, but he didn't know how to study hard. When he was younger than him, he was wearing a white dress and struggling with swordsmanship. He was invincible in the world at the age of 16. His swordsmanship was the best in the world, and he was incomparable!

Old Zhao sighed and spitted out the smoke ring helplessly: "Tiger father, dog son! Tiger father, dog son!"

The most critical.

At the age of 16, countless saints and other goddesses admire him.

Now that my stupid son is still having an affair with his classmates, he has already confirmed the relationship between men and women earlier. Even if he can't get a grandchild or something, it's better to have a thought for him, right?

Besides, the girl’s family has so much money, and she has been working hard for at least forty or fifty years after marrying her!

Lao Zhao’s plan is still good.

"call--"

"I just hope this kid will be enlightened!"

Old Zhao sighed.

As a father, he still hopes that his son will live a better life.

If you don’t eat soft food, you don’t eat soft food. How can you say that you can work less for so many years and you will struggle less for so many years. I think he is so old that he has to work hard all by himself until now, and he feels very tired.

While smoking the red plum, Lao Zhao recalled the past. It was such a time worth remembering!

It just seems that I have forgotten something.

"well?!"

Zhao Ying came out in the bedroom.

I have changed into a fit sportswear and my long hair on the shawl has been tied with a single ponytail. I look very energetic and capable, but my face is extremely surprised: "Dad, you didn't go buy pickles?"

"Yeah yeah yeah?"

Lao Zhao suddenly realized that he had thought of what he had forgotten.

Suddenly coughed a few times.

"Ahem!"

"I remember there is still at home!"

"Just in the cabinet, I happened to buy some more a few days ago!"

He is the top-notch for quibbling and refusing to admit his talent.

Pretending to be calm.

Lao Zhao got up and went to the restaurant, reached in.

But in fact, he directly broke through the void and placed his hand in the place where pickles were in the Qing Dynasty. I don’t know if it was Babaozhai, Liubiju or some kind of model worker place. Anyway, he took a black pot when he came out.

Zhao Ying suddenly widened her eyes and was a little surprised: "Wow! Dad, you are hiding pickles in private!"

"Ahem!"

Lao Zhao coughed lightly: "Can scholars' affairs be called private hiding?"

He glanced at the timeline and found that a guy in Liubiju was jumping up in anger. He opened and closed his mouth and didn't know what he was saying. He felt relieved: "This is called taking it!"

Then a gust of wind blew, and it hit the guy who was still jumping and knocked out a big bag.

You always get retribution when you say something wrong, right?

"snort!"

Lao Zhao nodded with satisfaction.

This is called the cycle of reincarnation in the way of heaven!

But a gust of wind outside the window blew through the window aggrievedly, and I didn't dare to roll up any hard objects. Except for a few leaves that streaked through the window, the wind quickly roared the ball.

Since you can't afford to offend, then hide quickly. Although you can't afford to hide, at least you won't be upset.

The way of heaven in a certain world feels like I am a little cowardly.

"I really want to quit!"

Send anthropomorphic emotion.

“Reconsideration.”

The great way of a certain world also expresses anthropomorphic feelings.

"Take me one."

The timeline of a certain world expresses anthropomorphic emotion.

"If possible, can I count as me?"

The void of a certain world echoes your feelings.

Lao Zhao seemed to have heard nothing. After all, it was breakfast time. The best pickles were served on a small plate, accompanied by the golden egg fried rice that had been served on the table and the delicious chicken soup from last night, which made people's index fingers excited.

He greeted his daughter, wife and sister-in-law and quickly sat down, and Lao Zhao couldn't wait.

"I'll start!"

Lao Zhao picked up the spoon and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The soft but glutinous but distinctive grains. The fried rice with eggs and salty aroma is really full of flavor. After eating with lubricated and delicious chicken soup, and then the crisp and refreshing pickles are served. This breakfast is so comfortable.

Old Zhao was filled with emotion: "What a wonderful life!"

“Ahhh?”

Zhao Ying was watching his father's exaggerated performance strangely next to him.

He swallowed the golden egg fried rice and couldn't help but mutter, "Is it because my dad plans to let my mom take over all the breakfast in the future? Is it so lazy that I am?!"

Xia Zhi was also smiling beside him: "Brother-in-law is indeed too exaggerated."

"Hey!"

Xia Shi pouted: "I thought I was really praising me!"

"Yeah yeah yeah?"

Lao Zhao wondered: "I clearly didn't say anything!"

However, he still whispered to Xia Shi: "Of course, my cutest daughter-in-law is willing to cause pressure to share the burden in the future. If I help make breakfast, I will never object. After all, my wife is a chef!"

Xia Zhi next to him was drinking chicken soup a little resentful: "Don't talk about you couples in front of us."

"snort!"

Xia Shi pouted: "I don't agree anyway!"

"Ahem!"

Lao Zhao nodded helplessly: "I know!"

"No!"

Xia Shi defended: "I am the one who wants to open a store!"

He waved his chopsticks and hands like a country, "Look at the current situation, as long as my food store opens, I will be a top food writer and an absolute internet celebrity!"

Lao Zhao buried his head in eating fried rice with eggs: "Yes, yes, yes."

What else can I say at this time?

Compliment?

Forget it!

He knows his stupid wife clearly.

The breakfast ended soon. Xia Zhi and Zhao Ying both had to go to work, so they came out together. For this sister-in-law and niece who were roughly similar in age, they were just like their best friend.

Anyway, Xia Zhi's sister-in-law still feels a little guilty about her elder sister Xia Shi.

How dare you get close to your sister in this kind of atmosphere?
Chapter completed!
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