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Chapter 6 Good You Personal Trafficker

[The title of the book is changed to "The Book of the Post-80s" and the content is the most important thing, regardless of whether the title of the book is good or not. I hope that brothers will support it as always! Recommended votes and rewards are very important.]

Jinhu and the others followed me. They would follow wherever Zhang Yaohua went.

As soon as he walked to the door of Grandpa Zhang’s house, Zhang’s ears heard a familiar voice inside, “Uncle Manyin, you are so polite. Come and eat yourself. I was about to toast you a glass of wine.”

At this time, Zhang Yaohua's head was full of chicken, so she didn't care about who was listening carefully to whom it was. Perhaps it was the distant relative who didn't come often. She ran quickly under her feet and rushed into the old house, "Grandpa, are you a guest? You! Hello, you are a personal dealer, you didn't buy it as me, and you still want to sell it to my grandpa!"

With previous experience, Zhang Yaohua immediately looked at the corn cob piled in the room. Jinhu and others were also ready to rub their hands, and the hoes, shoulder poles, and weights all flew up.

When Ma Wuro saw that the situation was not right, he quickly got up and ran out.

"My mother." A weight suddenly flew towards Ma Wuro. Ma Wuro narrowly avoided it. The weight hit the foundation stone in the yard, and immediately smashed sparks. Ma Wuro was so scared that he ran away with his head in his arms. He wished he could get into the mouse hole like a mouse.

The incident happened in an instant, and Zhang Manyin was stunned. When he realized that Jin Hu and I had already driven Ma Wulang to pieces.

Zhang Manyin slapped his legs and jumped in place for a few times, looking funny, but Zhang Manyin was anxious. Although he didn't say anything on weekdays, it was true that his grandparents loved his first grandson, but Zhang Manyin was also a good deal to this Man Sun (the youngest grandson). He originally thought that he could invite Ma Wulang to come over to solve Man Sun's troubles. But unexpectedly, the matter was messed up by Man Sun himself.

"Grandpa, fortunately, I came early, otherwise you wouldn't know if you were sold by a liar dealer." Zhang Jiaohua chased her for a long time, but her legs were shorter than Ma Wulang. How could she catch up? Jinhu and others seemed to always keep a certain distance from Zhang Jiaohua, so naturally they couldn't chase Ma Wulang. Zhang Jiaohua was still thinking about the bowl of chicken on the Eight Immortals table in the old house. What a pity. The chicken legs were eaten by Ma Wulang.

"Oh! You bastard! How can that happen?" Zhang Manyin sighed a few times.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid, I'll drive away the liar. Next time, he will definitely not dare to come." Zhang Yaohua thought his grandfather was a pity that the old hen was cheated by the liar.

Zhang Manyin raised his hand and tried to hit Zhang Yaohua twice. He raised his hand to the middle and put it down again. This kid is pitiful. Although he is a bit naughty, he is very kind. How can he bear to beat him?

Ma Donghua and Zhang Youping rushed over. When they saw Zhang Yaohua, who had occupied Ma Wulang's position, was stunned. "Why did the beggar come over? Where is Taoist Ma?"

"You ask me, what else do I want to ask you? Why did you let the beggars come over!" Zhang Manyin was immediately furious.

"How do I know? I asked the beggar to go outside, and I told Youping about this. Who knew that the beggar would come here? What about Taoist Ma?" Ma Donghua looked inside and outside, but there was no trace of Taoist Ma.

"Master Ma was driven away by this stinky brat." Zhang Manyin said angrily.

"Hurry away?" Ma Donghua and Zhang Youping both felt a little incredible.

At this moment, footsteps sounded again in the yard.

Uncle Zhang and aunt came over with their cousin.

"Oh, beggar, you are so lucky. Your brothers and sisters come here every day, but they can't eat any oily food. You can't eat chicken as soon as you come here. Are these chicken legs delicious?" Zhang beggar's aunt Hu Xiaoqing spoke a little sarcastically. She thought it was Zhang beggar's grandparents who were partial to her.

Zhang Manyin couldn't help but snorted, and Ma Donghua quickly grabbed Zhang Manyin and told him not to have an attack.

"Xiaoqing, don't be too careful. Killing this chicken today is important. Master Ma came here today, and you also know that the second family has been a little uneasy recently. I originally wanted Master Ma to help me, but things didn't work out."

Zhang Manyin sighed, "Oh! You guys are all here, go and get a pair of chopsticks to eat together."

Zhang Yaohua was too lazy to care about so much, and ate with relish. Hu Xiaoqing's eyes were ignorant. He pushed the two children beside him and staggered, "Your grandpa asked you to eat, hurry up and get the chopsticks yourself!"

"I'm full. I'll give you the rest." Zhang Yaohua quickly grabbed two chicken wings and ran out quickly.

Sure enough, the crying cousin Zhang Runtian immediately came from behind, crying loudly, "I want to eat chicken wings. I want to eat chicken wings."

Zhang Yaohua ran very fast. When Zhang Youping chased her out, Zhang Yaohua had already run away. Then Hu Xiaoqing's scolding came from the room, "If you cry, you know how to cry. Who told you not to hurry up? Youping, you should take good care of your beggar. He is like that, don't come out and run around. What if the Yuanbao Runtian is scared?"

"Sister-in-law, how can you speak like this? What's wrong with beggar? You are not stupid or crazy, what's wrong?" Zhang Youping's temperament of protecting his calf had an attack.

Zhang Youlian, the uncle of Zhang Youlian, must stand in a good team at critical moments, "Youping, it's not that my brother said you. Your sister-in-law said this for your own good. Beggar was found by those short-lived ghosts, who doesn't know about it? You can't hide it even if you want to. In theory, I, the uncle, shouldn't say such things. But if I don't say some words, I will be sorry for you. If you do this, you'd better not not come to the old house. The old house is related to our family's Feng Shui. What if those unclean things come over and break the Feng Shui? It's not good for everyone."

"Okay! Beggars in the future, no, our family of three will never settle in this old house. OK! It's time to be satisfied!" Zhang Youping yelled completely, and after that, he walked towards his home. A few years ago, Zhang Youping and his wife chose to build a new house farther from the old house because Zhang Youlian and his wife were so powerful. Zhang Youping was worried that they would be in peace all day together. Now, Zhang Youping felt that he was really foresighted at that time.

Zhang Manyin sighed deeply, said nothing, and walked to the pond at the entrance of the village and went to smoke in a panic.

Ma Donghua sighed, "You are so ally, you can't say this. You can't say it."

Zhang Runtian stopped crying now, and Zhang Yuanbao ate the last little chicken, and finally put a bowl of rice into the vegetable bowl, ate all the oil and water inside into his stomach.

The old locust trees at the entrance of the village are rustling under the breeze. The countryside at night is so quiet. Under the moonlight, thin mist begins to spread in the village.
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