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Chapter 302 The pot is still there, but the person is gone

Abao's fierce look, coupled with the big knife she was dragging in her hand, really scared away a bunch of little kids.

After the group of people dispersed, Abao turned around and saw Wang Chunniang standing next to the carriage with a smile on her face. She immediately ran towards Wang Chunniang dragging her big knife.

"Mother, am I great?" Abao said happily to Wang Chunniang.

In fact, she looked down on these children in her heart. When she was in Xixi Village, she had never won a fight if she didn't call them brother, but today... these children didn't even have to fight, they were scared away by her.

.

"A Bao, has your father said anything recently?" Wang Chunniang asked A Bao in surprise. She was afraid that Zhao Heng had done some bully behavior in front of A Bao, so that A Bao would imitate him.

Learned.

"Yes! Daddy said he would take me to buy some fun things in the afternoon!" Abao said with a happy face.

Wang Chunniang: "..." Although the answer was wrong, but...it seems to be correct.

"Okay, let's go out to play with your father in the afternoon." Wang Chunniang touched A Bao's head, then carried A Bao and Dabao into the carriage, and then took the two children back home.

After they left, a group of dolls lay on the street behind and watched.

"Is that the little fat man's mother? She's very pretty! She's prettier than our seventh aunt!"

"She said her dad was going to take her out to play in the afternoon, and my dad didn't even have time to play with me!"

"that is."

A group of children were whispering.



Zhao Mansion,

Zhao Heng raised his eyes and asked the servant: "What did the Duke of Zhenguo cook today?"

Just as the servant was about to answer, a very loud voice came from the door: "The big hooves are cooked! It's delicious!"

Zhao Heng pointed at Abao: "Keep your voice down."

Abao immediately made a gesture of covering his mouth, and then ran to Zhao Heng's side.

"Daddy, those doctors are still brewing medicine outside!" Dabao didn't like the smell of the medicine.

"Let them endure." Zhao Heng said in a calm tone: "You don't need to pay attention."

"Just, can you two stop squatting next to someone else's pot and eating pancakes like beggars every day?" Zhao Heng couldn't bear it anymore.

Every time he saw these two children drooling, he couldn't help but want to beat them.

The two of them laughed.

………

In the afternoon, two more things happened on Xinghua Street.

The group of little kids who had "besieged" A Bao and the others in the morning were arriving in groups in front of the Zhao Mansion, and when they tried to fight with A Bao again, they saw a donkey cart driving slowly from the side entrance of the Zhao Mansion.

came out.

A tall and handsome man was driving the donkey cart, and two fat guys were sitting behind. Isn’t the one who was gnawing the fruit the same as Zhao Abao?

"Hey? What kind of car is that car? Why haven't I seen it?" A child shouted loudly in the crowd.

Abao heard this sentence with very sensitive ears. She immediately raised her little head, stood up holding the handle of the donkey cart, and shouted at the group of children with a loud voice: "What are you doing?"

Are you so stupid? Don’t you even know a donkey? I’ve never seen such stupid children like you?”

Dabao sat aside, carefully pulled A Bao's clothes, and whispered: "A Bao... that's what people in the village said before that we are illiterate..."

Abao was twisting his little body and shouting happily, and didn't hear Dabao's words at all.

Just as A Bao was shouting at the top of his lungs, the expressionless servant walked to the big pot in front of the Zhen Guo Gong's mansion with a fire stick.

When the cook who stewed meat saw the tall servant, he subconsciously took a step back, but then he looked longingly at the fire stick in the servant's hand. He remembered clearly that the fire stick was borrowed by the little fat man.

"This...this is mine." The cook whispered.

"Two taels a month, come and cook at our house." The servant pointed in the direction of Zhao's house.

When the cook heard this, his eyes widened: "Monthly money? Do you use me to cook for a whole year?"

The servant nodded.

"Seriously?" The cook didn't believe it. After all, this Zhao residence seemed to have just moved here.

"Of course." The servant said and handed the two taels of silver directly to the cook.

"Come with me now." The servant said.

The cook looked at the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion. He didn't understand these official positions. He only knew that the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion invited him to cook here for five days, but... the Zhao family could hire him all year round.

Thinking of this, the cook took the fire stick and immediately walked out behind the servant.

Butler Yue, who had just left the house and was about to come over: "..."
Chapter completed!
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