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Chapter 156 Dad builds a greenhouse for Bao’s son

Yang Dabao must have been driven crazy these past few days. When Xiao Hui left, he stood at the door reluctantly and stared.

"Why are you so cruel, Xiao Hui? You don't even look back at me." Yang Dabao said with an aggrieved tone.

Xiao Hui came out of Yang's house and walked straight east to the Zhao's house. However, he was stopped after a few steps.

The old patriarch looked down at this magical scene. He couldn't help but rub his eyes, turned his head and said to Yang Dabao, who was still guarding the door: "Dabao, isn't this the son of a bitch from the Zhao family?"

When Yang Dabao saw the old patriarch stopping Xiao Hui, he immediately nodded and rushed out, and started talking loudly again: "Yes, Grandpa Patriarch, this is the A Bao family's dog, and he came to my house to beg for food."

"Begging for food?" The old patriarch captured useful information: "Is the Zhao family out of food?"

"My godfather and godmother took my eldest brother to have his throat checked. He must have just come back and hasn't cooked yet." After Yang Dabao finished speaking, his fat little face suddenly looked towards the old patriarch: "Patriarch Grandpa, do you have anything delicious at home? Can you bring some to Abao?"

Xiao Hui on the side seemed to understand the words, and his black grape-like eyes looked towards the old patriarch.

The old patriarch stood quietly for a minute, and then...he went home and took out three taros, stuffed two into the cloth bag Xiao Hui was carrying, and gave one to Yang Dabao.

Xiao Hui got two fat taros and ran away.

The old patriarch stood there and watched Xiao Hui run away. He stroked his beard and suddenly said: "Why does this little thing look a bit like a wolf?"

Xiao Hui seemed to have become a spirit. His tail that was originally hanging suddenly stood up, as if he was about to throw it into the sky...

Yang Dabao felt that the clan leader was not funny, so he ran away behind Xiao Hui.

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It took most of the day to put straw curtains around the trees in the forest.After these hundreds of bandits finished their work, Zhao Heng directly asked the people from the county government to take them away. The so-called killing of donkeys is probably like this...

However, even so, A Bao's condition has not improved much. When the sun is good, her chills will be better. When the sun is not shining, her chills will be more serious.

This morning, the sun was shining brightly, and Zhao Heng carried Abao, who looked like a ball, to the yard.

"Daddy, I'm sleepy." Abao yawned, and then his little body nestled in Zhao Heng's arms, wrapped in a blanket, with only his little head exposed.

"Why are you getting cold?" Zhao Heng lowered his head and looked at the little bald head.

The little bald man shook his head, and then his little voice sounded: "I don't know."

There was a bit of frustration in this voice.

"Dad, is winter coming? Will it snow?" Abao asked in a dull voice, leaning on Zhao Heng's shoulder, his little head nodding.

"Brother!" Suddenly, Abao, who was still a little bored, saw Zhao Xuan walking out of the house. She immediately grinned happily and stretched out her little arms towards Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan smiled and bent down to take Abao from Zhao Heng's arms. As a result, Zhao Xuan's body couldn't help but swayed.Abao shrank his head in embarrassment.

Zhao Xuan was just about to ask Abao why he had gained so much weight, then he remembered that he couldn't speak yet.He had no choice but to hold Abao and walk around the yard.

Zhao Heng, who was originally sitting on the recliner, suddenly stood up, as if he noticed something.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Wang Chunniang was walking out with a pile of dried vegetables. Seeing Zhao Heng like this, she asked with a surprised look.

"Chun Niang, I'm going out for a while," Zhao Heng said, driving the donkey cart out of the door quickly. Xiao Hui followed Zhao Heng and jumped directly onto Zhao Heng's donkey cart.

Abao said that winter is coming soon.Her body was cold. Could it be that the ginseng could not withstand the cold of winter?
So, in the next half day, Zhao Heng built a simple greenhouse using the things he could find in the yard, and planted vegetables and Abao's big son in it.

While Zhao Heng was planting things, A Bao was wrapped in thick clothes and lying beside the haystack behind the kitchen furtively. His big eyes were always staring at Zhao Heng and the ginseng that was being watered by Zhao Heng.

How could Zhao Heng not notice A Bao's gaze? He raised his eyebrows, squatted at the door of the small greenhouse with his back to A Bao, and said in a medium voice: "Some people just eat and don't work."

As soon as these words came out, the little head lying behind the door shrank immediately.

Abao touched her belly, well...she didn't eat much today, and...she even helped her mother carry the table after eating...

The more Abao thought about it, the angrier he became.How could Daddy say that to her?
"There is still a shortage of water, who can help me carry it here?" Zhao Heng seemed to be talking to himself.

Po looked around and saw that everyone was busy and no one was helping.She is the only one who is still here.

There was no other way, so Abao could only run to the kitchen door and carry the small bucket over with a groan.

From the corner of his eye, Zhao Heng saw Abao carrying the water crookedly like a fat penguin, and he curled his lips.

Abao finally carried the water over, but as soon as he got behind Zhao Heng, he saw Zhao Heng hammering his back.

Seeing this, Abao shook his little arm, and then got behind Zhao Heng to give Zhao Heng a pat on the back.

In short, in just half an hour, Zhao Heng directed A Bao around, and A Bao seemed to have never shouted coldly again, and was always busy without touching the ground.

Wang Chunniang and Lin Xiang were making pickles in the house when they heard a rapid clicking sound. They looked up and saw A Bao running in panting. When he saw them, A Bao started kicking. He ran over and said anxiously to Wang Chunniang: "Mother, where is my little chrysanthemum pillow?"

Wang Chunniang was confused: "Don't you like the smell of chrysanthemums? Why do you want to find them again?"

A while ago, the chrysanthemums on the mountain were all blooming. Wang Chunniang picked some and made pillows for each of her three children. It turned out that Bao didn't like the smell of chrysanthemums, so Wang Chunniang put her little pillow away.

This is unprecedented, why did A Bao remember this pillow again?
"Daddy is tired from work and wants my little pillow!" Abao scratched his little hat and heard his father say that using a pillow made of little chrysanthemums will make you feel refreshed.

"Is your father tired from working?" Wang Chunniang glanced towards the yard. Zhao Heng had been squatting in the yard all afternoon and did nothing except plant some vegetables. He was still tired?
"Daddy also wants to drink scented tea." After Abao finished speaking, he started running again.Wang Chunniang frowned: Why did Zhao Heng use A Bao as a donkey again?
(End of this chapter)