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Chapter 165: Rich Dad, can we have meat for lunch?
The old patriarch still refused to give up and said to Zhao Heng.

When Zhao Heng heard this, he laughed instead. However, it was scarier when he laughed than when he didn't laugh.

The old patriarch suddenly didn't dare to look into Zhao Heng's eyes. He stood there awkwardly.

Abao also stood there blankly. She raised her little head and looked at Wang Chunniang and then at Zhao Heng.Immediately, the little head hung low.

Yes, she was picked up by her mother and brother, but...but...

Abao scratched her little head. Before she could think of anything, she suddenly felt someone picked up her collar by the back, and then her short legs quickly lifted off the ground.

The next second, her chubby little body was carried to his side by Zhao Heng.

As soon as Abao landed on the ground, her little claws grabbed hold of her father's clothes. Before she could stand firm, she heard her father's fierce voice: "Old patriarch, have you forgotten what you promised me that day?"

"Those who despise women will not die well." Zhao Heng spoke the last four words very clearly.

"Are you really not afraid of retribution on your grandson?" Zhao Heng said without any mercy, and when he heard those four words, "I will die well," the old patriarch Zheng Guoren's legs became a little weak.

"I...I didn't say anything bad about your Abao..." the old patriarch said in a nagging tone: "I'm just...too anxious."

"A'Bao is our child. If you don't respect her, you don't respect us. There is no way in this world to repay kindness with kindness." After Zhao Heng said that, he picked up A Bao and entered the house. A Bao exclaimed and the two A pair of short legs kicked in the air.

"Abao Niang!" When the old patriarch saw Zhao Heng leaving, he immediately looked at Wang Chunniang for help, and Wang Chunniang naturally shook his head.No matter what, their family will always stand on the same line.

"Grandpa Patriarch, please invite me." Jiang Ting stood at the entrance of the courtyard and said to the old patriarch.

People were chasing people away like this, but the old patriarch still didn't leave. Instead of leaving, he knelt down with a thud in the Zhao family's yard.

Zhao Xuan frowned and looked at his father who had already walked to the main room.

Zhao Heng was extremely skilled in martial arts and his ears were naturally very good. When he heard the movement in the yard, he didn't even turn his head. Instead, he said in a calm tone: "You can't get the herbs even if you kneel in our house. It will only be a waste of time." , it’s better to go find someone else for help.”

After saying that, he carried A Bao into the house without looking back.

Abao was dumbfounded and was carried by Zhao Heng on the edge of the kang. Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows: "Why are you so dazed? Are you not cold anymore?"

When Abao looked at Zhao Heng like this, she immediately came back to her senses. She squealed and got into the bed. However, when her little shoe was thrown out, it almost hit Zhao Heng's face.

Zhao Heng: "..."

"Recite what I told you before twice!" Zhao Heng stood aside and asked Abao.

"I..." Abao scratched his little head. What should I do? Her little brain is not working well and she can't remember what her father said.

Zhao Heng silently took a ruler from the table at the back and placed it clearly in front of A Bao, which made A Bao tremble all over again.

"I...my name is Zhao Abao. I am ranked...second in the Zhao family! My father is...Zhao Heng! My mother is Wang Chunniang! My family is very rich!" Abao said, his voice starting from the beginning. The shrinking became louder and louder. When she finished her last sentence, she jumped towards Zhao Heng's arms like a small cannonball. Zhao Heng looked disgusted, but he still took the person over. .

"Rich dad, can we have meat for lunch?" Abao shook his little head and asked Zhao Heng.

The next second, he was thrown back onto the soft quilt by Zhao Heng, and a cold reply came from his ears: "No."

"Hee hee (*^▽^*)" Although she can't eat meat, Abao is still very happy. She was picked up by her mother, but!Her name is Abao!My mother said that only very precious things can be called treasures.Therefore, her name is Abao.

Zhao Heng and Wang Chunniang have been instilling some ideas into the little guy in their own way. Zhao Heng often tells Abao that he has money, and often takes her to buy expensive clothes and shoes such as bracelets, just to make her happy. Ah Bao should have a broader outlook. When he grows up, he should not bow down because of small favors from others. …………

The old patriarch did not get any herbs from the Zhao family. After coming out of the Zhao family, the old patriarch's son and daughter-in-law looked at the old patriarch with disapproval. His son only heard his son say: "Dad, why did you say that just now?" , if I were the Zhao family, I wouldn’t be happy either.”

"Girl dolls are pretty good too. Fugui Niang and I also want to have another baby girl to make it a good name." After saying this, he hugged his son and walked quickly towards the snow, wanting to Go to other people’s homes for help.

The old patriarch stood there, he sighed, and slapped himself helplessly.

He was just too anxious. The road was blocked due to heavy snow. Without medicine, he was afraid that his only good grandson... wouldn't survive...

At this time, his daughter-in-law, who had always been timid and talkative, came over and said in a low voice: "Dad, I...I also think...my husband is right."

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Zhao's,

Ah Bao's kang was heated up by Wang Chunniang. Zhao Heng reached out and touched it and felt it was a little hot, but the temperature was exactly what Ah Bao wanted. She lay on it comfortably and rolled over like a round ball. Turned over.

Zhao Heng glanced at her, stopped looking in disgust, and turned to look at the small greenhouse in the yard.

Although the little ginseng tree is missing one of its whiskers, it still looks good.

Seeing that the ginseng was well, Zhao Heng stood up with confidence.

When he walked to the door of the kitchen to light a fire for Wang Chunniang, he heard Wang Chunniang say: "Husband, the grandson of the old patriarch... will everything be okay?"

"It's just an ordinary wind chill, it won't kill you." Zhao Heng said casually.

"They will definitely come again." Wang Chunniang said firmly.

After all, when everyone started preparing supplies for the winter, it was already the end of autumn, and they missed the time to dig for herbs, so each household should not have too many herbs in reserve.

Zhao Heng nodded while stuffing firewood into the stove hole: "Come back later and ask him for ten taels of silver."

"Okay!" Wang Chunniang agreed decisively.

"He is not broke, don't worry." Zhao Heng smiled.

If you say the wrong thing, you have to pay some price.

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When the old patriarch came again, A Bao was sleeping soundly on the hot kang with his belly up. Zhao Xuan and Jiang Ting were both reading beside A Bao. A Bao was not sleeping well, and would push the little boy out from time to time. The quilt was kicked away, and the two brothers helped her pull it back...

And Wang Chunniang did ask the old patriarch for ten taels of silver.

The old patriarch rolled his eyes and almost fainted, but his son quickly went home to get the money, and then he got the medicinal herbs from Wang Chunniang...

"Husband, take it in and give it to A Bao and put it in her clay pot." Wang Chunniang threw a small ingot of silver to Zhao Heng.

Who knew... Zhao Heng stuffed it directly into his arms, with no intention of giving it to Abao again...

(End of this chapter)