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Chapter 506 Godfather!Godfather!Please hit the child!
Hearing what Zhao Heng said, Liang Kang and others did not dare to stay at the door, and hurriedly ran towards the yard.

Zhao Heng looked at the children standing in a row and asked, "Did Kangkang give out fruit wine yesterday?"

Liang Kang nodded: "Yes, godfather, they are treasured in our family's warehouse. They are all good things and are definitely not fake." Liang Kang said calmly: "People who do business must be honest, otherwise they will be exposed. Those who don’t have money.”

Everyone: "..." When it comes to fruit wine, it's just fruit wine. Why are we talking about making a fortune in business?

"Children can't drink, don't you know?" When Zhao Heng said this, he also looked at A Bao. A Bao couldn't hold the big spoon in his hand anymore. Seeing her father staring at her, she had no choice but to He climbed down from the chair consciously and stood obediently next to a few people.

"So godfather, are you going to beat us up?" Liang Kang sighed, and after asking this question, he turned around and raised his butt towards Zhao Heng.

As soon as she saw Liang Kang's posture, Abao immediately covered her little butt. She said anxiously to Liang Kang: "Kangkang, daddy didn't say you want to spank your butt, please turn around quickly!"

Although Abao often couldn't turn his head, but... she was also aware of the current situation. Once Kangkang was beaten, she would not be able to avoid it.

When Dabao saw Liang Kang turning around, he didn't say anything and pulled Daxi to turn around too.

In any case, drinking fruit wine is indeed wrong!
Only the big duck and the second duck looked at Zhao Heng in confusion: "Godfather, we didn't drink it. My brother and I hid the fruit wine when we got home, and my grandpa didn't find it."

Liang Kang covered his face, why are the two ducks so stupid? The godfather is about to beat the child, it must be A Bao who drank it!
After Po drank the fruit wine, he might start yelling at other people, otherwise his godfather wouldn't be so angry.

"Ating, tell them what happened." Zhao Heng said to Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting thought for a while, but still didn't say anything, but stood next to Kangkang and the others.

Seeing Jiang Ting also standing over, Liang Kang raised his eyebrows at Jiang Ting and said silently: "Good brother!"

The big duck and the second duck looked at Zhao Heng again. The second duck even saw the dishes on the dinner table with sharp eyes: "Daddy, you are also eating this sauced meat. This sauced pork is delicious, my mother said Well, I’ll go to Daxi Niang to learn from you some other time.”

The big duck quickly covered the second duck's mouth.

"Godfather, beat us!" Liang Kang shouted again at this time.

Zhao Xuan and Anping glanced at Liang Kang. Based on his experience as a tailor, Anping approached Zhao Xuan and said in a low voice: "Xuan, I think Kangkang looks like this... I have to wear thick cotton pants...otherwise my clothes won’t be so bulging.”

Zhao Xuan looked over, and sure enough, among the children in this row, except for Liang Kang's bloated clothes...it was Abao.

He knew how thick Abao's cotton pants were.

When grandma made clothes for Po, she wanted to put all the cotton in them.

Zhao Heng couldn't understand the children's thoughts. He sneered: "Didn't you just say that you can't hit children during the Chinese New Year? I'm too embarrassed to do it. You can go to the study and copy fifty large characters this morning."

"I'm not an adult who likes to do things." Zhao Heng took a sip of tea.

Liang Kang cried out, turned around and rushed towards Zhao Heng's legs, shouting: "Godfather! Godfather! Please hit the child! Please!" Woohoo."

Zhao Heng: "Young man, I write big characters every time I eat."

Zhao Heng knows best where the fate of these children lies.

……

Zhao's study room,

The children began to review while writing big characters.

Liang Kang looked at A Bao and said seriously: "A Bao, you can't sleep in the doghouse anymore! Otherwise we will still get beaten."

Dabao frowned: "Kangkang, what you said is wrong. Dabao's fault was that he shouldn't have drank, instead of sleeping in a kennel. Didn't you also sleep in a long-haired kennel?"

Jiang Ting didn't speak, just sat quietly writing big characters.Abao felt bored and didn't want to write in big characters, so he started to make up bad ideas.

"Little brother, can you write one for me?" A fat man suddenly came over, and the two little ones swayed.

Jiang Ting shook his head and replied seriously: "No."

Abao was not discouraged. He took out a golden melon seed from his big pocket and put it in front of Jiang Ting and said, "Here's this for you."

Unexpectedly, the next second, Jiang Ting took out two golden melon seeds and handed them to Abao: "These two are for you. You can write them yourself honestly."

Abao: "..."

"Abao, hurry up and write. We have to go to the inn in the afternoon. My mother has prepared a lot of cloth bags for children today. After we sell the barbecue, we will sell the cloth bags. By the way, Daxi, your family Have you packed up all the dried radishes? Yesterday, many people wanted to buy dried radishes."

Daxi nodded honestly: "My mother has installed it for me."

Outside the study window, Jiumao whispered to Zhao Heng: "Master Liang will be a businessman from now on."

Zhao Heng said expressionlessly: "I don't know which shopkeeper has torn his cotton pants."

As soon as Jiu Mao heard this, he quickly looked towards Liang Kang. Sure enough... maybe it was because the cotton pants were too thick and he was running back and forth, so... the cotton pants seemed to be torn.

I don't know if it was to respond to the focus of the master and the servant, but the next second, they both heard the sound of clothes breaking.

"A Bao, are your clothes torn again?" Dabao shouted towards A Bao.

Abao lowered his head and saw that his creaking hole had indeed cracked again.

"It's okay, brother will sew it for me." A Bao himself was already used to this.

"It's all dad. If dad didn't punish me for writing, I wouldn't ruin my clothes." Abao muttered.

"Abao, what you're doing is wrong. My father said that your behavior is called... called..." Erya couldn't remember clearly, so he stumbled when he spoke.

"Oh, I remember, shouting: Can't poop out the weird latrine!" Erya said loudly. After finishing speaking, he was also amused and couldn't help laughing.

Outside the window, Jiumao looked at Zhao Heng, not daring to speak.

The words of these kids... are getting rougher and rougher.

Zhao Heng looked at A Bao through the window and saw that although A Bao was clumsy, she was writing big characters honestly. It would be better if she ignored her grinning mouth.

"I'm going to eat tonight. I'm going to drink mutton soup. I've prepared a big bowl!" Abao could only persist in writing in big letters while thinking about food...

"What are you doing with such a big bowl?" Big Duck wondered: "We just bring the money."

Several children all felt that they had made money by eating and drinking with their godfather last night, so they felt that they should pay the money tonight anyway.

"I'm going to beg for food with my father!" Abao said the next second.

Zhao Heng outside the window: "..."

You are addicted to wanting more food, right?

[There are indeed a lot of typos in the last chapter, because I wrote it on a mobile phone, so... I won’t do it again in the future, so please forgive me.Second update, there will be more in the afternoon. 】

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