Ten years as a substitute!Now that she leaves, she regrets it too much

gift!

As soon as he heard these two words, Mr. Zhang understood it at that time, but there was information he had found out from Mr. Wang earlier, and he couldn't help but start to make assumptions at this moment.

"Boy, are you here to give a gift? That's easy, take out your gift."

"You should also know what I said, right? If you can't satisfy me, I can't give you a pass."

Jiang An chuckled, looked at Zhang Zhejie and Lin Qingyou who were also snickering, and said solemnly: "Grandpa Zhang, don't worry, the gifts we have prepared will definitely satisfy you."

"This time we have prepared two sets of gifts in total."

Two sets?

Mr. Zhang frowned: "Then tell me what you brought back to us on this trip to the island."

"Don't worry about the gifts on the island, they are just small things."

Jiang An waved his hand and took the old man to the garden workers: "Actually, the main gift today is this."

Pointing to the entire garden, Jiang An vowed: "Grandpa Zhang, please choose a suitable place and let me put the gift down."

"Put it in the yard?"

Mr. Zhang became more and more curious, but as luck would have it, he accidentally saw the name of the company behind those workers.

"Jiang An, are they all from the Green Plant Company?"

"Yes."

Smiling slightly, Jiang An was about to turn his trump card: "The ancients said that the best way to pray for an old man is to find a big tree to protect him, because pines and cypresses are evergreen, symbolizing that the elders will not age."

"So we thought about it and specially prepared two trees for you. Please choose a place quickly."

Two trees? !

Mr. Zhang was confused. In the past, he was always teasing others, but today he became the "victim" and brought back two big trees. What was he doing?

"Boy, did you do this on purpose?"

Hearing this, Jiang An shouted that he was wronged: "This is what we want. Besides, don't the evergreen pine and cypress have a bad meaning? Grandpa Zhang, please don't be polite."

"Don't worry, we can afford it ourselves with this little money."

When he said this, he deliberately blocked the only reason for Mr. Zhang's refusal. In the end, the old man had no choice but to make a choice.

Because the beauty of the garden itself needs to be designed according to the Feng Shui direction of the past, so the old man found two suitable locations. Under his watch, the workers began to work.

Although the two trees brought by Jiang An and the others were not particularly tall, they were leafy and very beautiful. Mr. Zhang felt a little speechless at first, but after they were planted, he liked them more than anyone else. .

"Not bad! Really good!"

"Jiang An's idea must be yours, right?"

"That boy of mine would never come up with such an absolute method."

Jiang An didn't answer, just smiled, then turned to leave.

"Don't worry, I'll change my clothes later and we can go together."

We agreed to go to Mr. Jiang's house for a party. Mr. Zhang just thought it would be fun for everyone to go and talk and laugh together, but unexpectedly he was rejected by Jiang An.

"Grandpa Zhang, you'd better go there by yourself, it's not far anyway."

"We still have things to do."

"Anything else?"

Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows and reacted instantly: "Boy, did you prepare such a gift for your old man?"

"Correct!"

Zhang Zhejie finally took over the conversation and said proudly: "Grandpa, you told me that Ning Luo is exactly the same, so what our family has, can we lose money from Grandpa Jiang?"

Mr. Zhang nodded to express his understanding.

But because of this, they decided to leave together: "No, I have to follow you to see what Lao Jiang's expression will be like after seeing this scene."

"Good boys, you have really grown up!"

Mr. Zhang looked like he wanted to watch the fun and was very interested, but now Jiang An wanted to pour cold water on him: "Grandpa Zhang, I think you won't like the joke later."

"Huh? I didn't."

Mr. Zhang would never admit that he wanted to see a joke, but his behavior was very honest, and he could hardly hold back the happy smile on his face.

Jiang An sighed, he was not talking nonsense; "Grandpa Zhang, how far apart are our two families? We just made so much noise by planting trees here, do you think my grandpa will find out about our plan?" "So if my calculation is correct, grandpa may have already found a place at home and is waiting for me to come over."

"Yup!"

After hearing his explanation, Mr. Zhang suddenly came to his senses, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared: "It's over. I thought I could watch a show, but it's over now."

"Come on, wait for me, let's go together."

Although Mr. Zhang admitted that what Jiang An said made sense, he was still a little lucky in his heart. What if Lao Jiangtou didn't notice what was going on here?

Although the possibility is low, it is not impossible.

As the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality. He absolutely cannot let himself miss this rare opportunity.

……

"Grandpa, we're back."

When Jiang An and his party came outside their yard, they saw Mr. Jiang sitting at the door waiting for them, wearing a straw hat.

Grandma Lin Xixi also became his helper, holding a small shovel and looking at them with a smile.

"Come on, get the gift you gave me, or else you won't be able to get in."

Mr. Jiang opened his mouth with a big move: "Isn't it quite exciting to work just now? I don't need you to work so hard."

really!

Seeing that the good show was missing, Mr. Zhang simply stopped pretending: "Okay, Lao Jiang, your grandson really followed you and did things unexpectedly."

"Where did you get this straw hat? I remember you didn't have one at home."

Mr. Jiang chuckled, but didn't explain anything. The key is that the purpose of her sitting here right now is to deal with Jiang An and the others. These little things have really grown up now, and they actually know how to use such a trick.

But even so, as an elder, Mr. Jiang must suppress them and encourage the children, but he still knows that the old man still has the ability of the old man.

Although Mr. Zhang spoke, Mr. Jiang remained unmoved.

In desperation, Zhang Zhejie and others looked at each other, sent him as a representative, and surrendered voluntarily.

"Old man, can we accept it?"

Zhang Zhejie leaned over with a smile on his face: "I just caught my grandpa off guard. You must have come prepared."

"We surrender, and then the rules of the world are: surrender and lose half, okay?"

"Didn't my grandpa bring over the bottle of wine a long time ago? Let's just drink half of the bottle, okay?"

Seeing his appearance, Mr. Jiang originally planned to manipulate them for a while, but he didn't expect that Lin Xixi and three girls would also arrive at this moment.

The car stopped here, and the three girls got out. Their mouths were like honey, and they called grandpa a few times. Mr. Jiang surrendered at that time.

"Come on, come inside."

"and many more!"

Seeing that the old man nodded, Zhang Zhejie rolled his eyes and suddenly stood in front of them: "We are not in a hurry now. Grandpa Jiang, you haven't said anything yet. It seems that we surrender and lose half, so what?"

"Are you two satisfied with this answer sheet?"

Seeing him say this, the three old people knew that the children were preparing to counterattack. Grandma moved aside at that time, although she didn't say anything.

But her attitude was already obvious. She wanted to prove that it had nothing to do with her.

"You're such a good boy, it's so cheap."

With a helpless smile, Mr. Jiang spoke loudly: "Okay, let's count your answer sheet as full marks this time, right?"

"But don't be too happy too early. You have dealt with it now. I'll see if you can still catch it next time."

Let’s talk about the next time.

Jiang An and Zhang Zhejie looked at each other and smiled. There was no need to say anything unnecessary at this moment. They only cared about the ownership of the bottle of wine.

"Of course it's yours."

Mr. Zhang laughed and said: "But I have something to say. I've given you the wine, but you must not waste my efforts. You must drink them all."

“How much can be in a bottle of wine?”

Zhang Zhejie smiled indifferently, but the number given by his grandfather was really astonishing: "It's not much, just five liters." (End of Chapter)