Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 841
Mo Han reflected on his attitude towards An An. He wanted to do what a father should do, but although he has been with An An all the time, he never took him out for a walk. His sister even took An An out for a stroll. Been down the street a few times.

An An was obedient and never asked him to do anything, so he just ignored it. It seemed that he was not competent enough as a father.

"An'an, what do you want to buy? Tell your grandparents, we'll buy it from you."

Jian Qingling looked at her grandson quietly nestled in Muziteng's arms, her eyes were shining, and she kept looking around. He looked very cute and cute, and she really liked it very much.

After listening to grandma's words, An An's smile became brighter, her eyes shone brighter, and she looked at the surrounding things more carefully.

When he saw something, he immediately struggled to get down.

Mu Ziteng had no choice but to put the child down for fear of hurting the child.

As soon as An An was free, she grabbed Jian Qingling and ran to a vendor, "Grandma, An An wants that."

Jian Qingling looked along where his finger was pointing, and couldn't help laughing. Children are children, and all they like are things that children like.

Mu Ziteng also laughed and followed the two towards the vendor.

This is a small stall selling Tang people. An old man on the fifth floor of the Qi training period is concentrating on making a tiger, surrounded by a few four- and five-year-old children.

Today's children are all precocious, and after almost starting to practice, they seldom come to buy this kind of thing, and only children who have not started to practice will like it.

An An ran to the front, but because those four or five-year-old children blocked the place in front of the stall, and he was short, he couldn't see the situation in front of him at all, so he turned around in a hurry and pulled Jian Qingling to ask for it. hug.

It was because his grandfather was holding him before that he could see that Tang people were selling it here.

"An An, what do you want from a small animal from Tang Dynasty?" Jian Qingling hugged An An and stood at the outermost edge, whispering in his ear.

"I want that." An An pointed to the yellow tiger that the vendor was making.

"That belongs to someone else, does An An also want the same Tang man?" Jian Qingling was afraid that once he agreed, An An would think that the tiger Tang man he was making belonged to him, and would be sad if he couldn't get it later.

Ann nodded.

"Boss, make a tiger man for my grandson later." After getting the answer, Jian Qingling immediately spoke to the vendor.

"Madam, please wait a moment." The vendor raised his head and responded with a smile showing teeth that did not match his appearance, then continued to lower his head to do his work.

Jian Qingling frowned.

Just when Mu Ziteng came to the side, he happened to see her frowning, and asked via voice transmission, "What's wrong?"

"This stall owner is a bit strange." Jian Qingling's brows were still frowning.

"What's so strange?" Mu Ziteng silently looked at the busy vendors in front of him, but didn't notice anything wrong.

So Jian Qingling told about the anomaly she found.

Mu Ziteng checked again carefully, the other party's cultivation base is real, age
He couldn't see the real age of the other party, could it be covered up?
"In this world of comprehension, isn't disguise a normal thing? Maybe people just have unavoidable difficulties."

Just because the other party has changed his face doesn't mean that the other party is a bad person. He may be avoiding his enemies.

Of course, he can't guarantee that the other party is a good person, as long as they are not involved, there is no need to rush to meddle in their business.

"Well, maybe what you said is true." Jian Qingling has been observing the monk with mental power since he found out that the monk's appearance was covered up. Seeing that all his behaviors are normal, and those Tang people have no problems, so don't worry about it. Watch out for vendors.

Soon it was An An's turn to make the tiger Tang Ren. When An An got the Tang Ren, he was overjoyed.

Seeing that his grandson liked it, Mu Ziteng was overjoyed and gave the vendor a middle-grade spirit stone.

The sharp-eyed An An saw the spirit stone that his grandfather took out, and looked over it curiously. He didn't look back until the stall owner put away the spirit stone, and put his gaze back on Tang Ren in his hand.

Although the people of the Tang Dynasty were made of spiritual grains, there is still weak spiritual power in them, and children will not be affected in any way after eating them, and the cost of a low-grade spiritual stone will not be used, but the family conditions of children in the imperial city are not good. It will be bad, so the vendors price a low-grade Lingshi and a Tangren.

Muziteng is equivalent to the price of a hundred Tang people.

"Seniors, I haven't found your spirit stone yet."

The vendor saw that it was a middle-grade spirit stone, and he showed a smile on his face. Hey, it is a middle-grade spirit stone. If it was replaced by a low-grade spirit stone, he could exchange five more low-grade spirit stones. He was about to find out the ninety-nine stones. When he saw the two seniors turned around and left with the child, he hurriedly shouted for someone.

"Reward you."

Afterwards, when the two saw what An An was interested in, they bought him something. Jian Qingling took out an empty Qiankun bag, put all the bought things in it, and hung it on An An's chest.

On the other hand, An'an touched the Qiankun bag on his chest every once in a while, and then showed a happy smile.

"It seems that An An likes shopping very much. We will often take him out for shopping in the future." An An was hugged by Muziteng again, and Jian Qingling could only look at An An every once in a while. Seeing his little movements, he found it amusing.

My own children didn't think it was so much fun.

Could it be a relative from the next generation?

"Yes." Mu Ziteng lowered his head and looked at An'an who was drowsy. He was still touching the Qiankun bag on his chest, but the smile on his lips was still hanging.

Mu Ziteng became very playful, and he whispered in An An's ear: "An An, grandpa and grandma will come out to play tomorrow, do you want to come together?"

An An's closed eyes slowly opened, her mind was still a little unclear, and she didn't answer.

"Look at you, don't you want to come out to play?"

"It should be because I don't want to come out to play. You can see that An An can doze off on the street. It must be not fun, so don't bring An An out to play."

Jian Qingling also echoed Mu Ziteng's words.

When An An heard that he was no longer taking him out to play, she was startled, and the sleepy bug ran away immediately. He quickly reached out and hugged Mu Ziteng's neck, and said loudly: "Grandpa, An An still wants to come out to play, and An An is no longer dozing off. "

In order to prove that he has not dozed off, he even put his face close to Mu Ziteng's, trying to widen his eyes.

"Yeah, our An'an is no longer dozing off, well, since An'an is no longer dozing off, we will take you out to play tomorrow." Mu Ziteng said pretending to be exaggerated.

"Grandpa must keep his word." An An added another sentence, fearing that Grandpa would repent.

"Of course, Grandpa keeps his word." Mu Ziteng immediately assured.

(End of this chapter)