That night, Jiang Lu still told Zhou Tian about Journey to the West, and was about the chapter when Tang Seng came to the Kingdom of Women. When the king of the Kingdom of Women wanted Tang Seng to stay and get married, Jiang Lu yawned and felt sleepy, "I'll talk about it today first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Let's go to bed after speaking!" A voice came.

Jiang Lu thought it was Zhou Tian, ​​but she realized that something was wrong. Zhou Tian was already asleep. This is Zhou Chunhe!

Unexpectedly, the story Jiang Lu told her son came into Zhou Chunhe's ears.

She couldn't say anything, and said deliberately, "I'm sleepy."

Zhou Chunhe scratched his heart and said, "Did Tang Monk stay? Have you gotten married?"

"Guess!" Jiang Lu said this and realized that something was wrong and caused trouble.

Zhou Chunhe had already turned over and smiled wickedly, "If I were that monk Tang, what else would I do? Wouldn't it be good to have a few babies with the king of the Kingdom of Women?"

"There is no need for men to give birth to children in the country of Women, Brother Yu." Jiang Lu said.

"But you need..." Zhou Chunhe turned off the lights.

The north wind blew, making the trees bloomed with pear blossoms. Snowflakes floated in the sky in the middle of the night, but Jiang Lu didn't realize it. It was all because Zhou Chunhe was too tired.

The next day, Jiang Lu's rare phone suddenly vibrated. She woke up from her sleep. She grabbed the phone and before she even opened her eyes, she heard Ren Suqiu shouting on the other end of the phone, "Come to my house for hot pot at noon."

Jiang Lu took the phone away a little, looked at it, and asked in confusion, "Whose phone did you use to call me?"

"Zhao Bin." Ren Suqiu said for granted.

"Oh, he is back." Jiang Lu remembered that she had heard Mrs. Zhao talk about this, but she had never met her.

Mrs. Zhao later came to her to make clothes twice, and Jiang Lu found that Mrs. Zhao mentioned her son more times than her daughter, and she smiled with a gratifying and satisfied smile every time. She didn't feel that Zhao Bin was an adopted son.

Jiang Lu sighed for this. Although this man’s reincarnation skills were not good, his fate was not bad for him. He met such a good adoptive mother.

How many people's original families are comparable to this family?

At the same time, Jiang Lu seemed to understand why Zhao Qingqing didn't appear at her brother's wedding. She was afraid that she had the same thoughts as Qian Tiantian, but she showed different forms.

It’s good to eat hot pot, especially on such snowy days. It’s still the first snow this year, so it’s time to celebrate it.

This time, Jiang Lu brought his son Zhou Tian with him, but still failed to take his husband Zhou Chunhe. He was very busy at the end of the year, and the orderers had been waiting in the market for a long time. Several of them even ran to the field and just wanted to pull them out by themselves.

Zhou Chunhe didn't dare to let them pull it out by themselves, so he had to waste his vegetables.

Daman and Xiya were also in handy, so they couldn't be lazy at all.

After experiencing the incident with Accountant Wang, these two people seemed to have some enlightenment, at least they were a little more diligent than before.

Jiang Lu took Zhou Chunhe's car to the clothing shop first. Because she wanted to eat hot pot, she had to close the store at noon. Fu Xiaoan was too busy with the vegetable stall.

"I have to hire a salesperson." This idea came out naturally.

Jiang Lu smiled, it seems that he has to recruit someone.

Naturally, she couldn't go there empty-handedly, so the TV ticket was helped by Ren Suqiu, so Jiang Lu bought a lot of braised pork dishes to take with her.

If you guess correctly, Fu Peiya should have gone. During this period, the two of them became much more familiar with each other.

Seeing that she had a lot of things, Zhou Chunhe drove over with her son and prepared to take the mother and mother over.

The car drove to the south bridge. Jiang Lu held his son and changed hands. He accidentally glanced out the window and saw a familiar figure huddled on the edge of the bridge.

"Stop!" Jiang Lu almost shouted.

Zhou Chunhe hurriedly leaned aside and stepped on the brakes, "What's wrong?"

"Look, is that Ermao?"

Zhou Chunhe looked over and said, "It seems."

"It's Ermao!" Jiang Lu stuffed Zhou Tian to Zhou Chunhe and ran over.

Poor Ermao, there is no one else like a human being. He is already thin and now he is only skinny and boneless. No part of his body can tell his original skin color. If the clothes on his body can still be called clothes, they are so torn that they cannot cover their bodies. The mouth of the shoes is open, revealing the black toes inside.

In this ice and snow, Ermao was trembling in the cold wind holding the stone pillar.

"Ermao?" Jiang Lu stepped forward and shouted carefully.

"Ermao?" she cried again.

Ermao then raised his head from his hooked neck and looked at Jiang Lu, "Beautiful Auntie?!"

Those eyes were still clear, but full of fear.

Jiang Lu was about to take off her coat and was stopped by Zhou Chunhe who was caught up, "Wear mine."

Zhou Chunhe's military coat was very big and warm, and Ermao shrank inside and enjoyed the warmth greedily.

"Ermao, go back with us." Jiang Lu knew that there must be a lot of things in it, but she didn't want Ermao to say it here.

Ermao looked at a place not far away, as if afraid of something coming, and his eyes dodged, "I haven't completed the task today and can't go home."

"What mission? Who asked you to complete it?" Jiang Lu asked anxiously.

Ermao pursed her lips and didn't say anything, looking down at the ground.

Only then did Jiang Lu notice that there was a bowl on the ground, a dirty bowl with a mouthful of mouth. Half a steamed bun was lying quietly there, and the steamed bun was already hard.

She understood that Ermao was used as a tool for money. They used Ermao's intelligence to abuse him as much as possible, making him seem to need sympathy and mercy to win the alms of kind people.

Jiang Lu even thought of who it was, but she still had hope.

"Go home with me first, don't be afraid, Teacher Lin is asking you."

"Teacher Lin, Teacher Lin!" Ermao was so excited that he stretched out his hand and waved it in the air, so anxious that he couldn't speak.

"Let's go find Teacher Lin." Jiang Lu coaxed.

Ermao had no scruples this time and resolutely wanted to follow Jiang Lu.

Just as I was about to get in the car, a person rushed over from the bridgehead. Before he could get here, the screams and scolding had already come.

"Who are you? Why are you taking my child away?" The person who came has three or five figures, small eyes and thick neck, and a fierce look on his face.

Zhou Chunhe carried Zhou Tian to Jiang Lu again, blocked him in front of them, and looked at the man from a high point, "Who are you?"

"I am the child's father, why are you taking my child away?" The man glanced at Zhou Chunhe, a little cowardly, but still calm.

"You said this is your child?" Zhou Chunhe asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Of course." He was about to come forward to pull Ermao with thick neck.

Ermao instinctively shrank back, and Jiang Lu saw the man glaring at Ermao.

When Zhou Chunhe heard the man's mouth was full of feces, he said word by word, "We know this child's father, but he is no longer here. Do you think you are his father? I think we have to talk in another place."

Seeing that the situation was wrong with Mao Neck, he quickly changed his words, "I am the child's cousin, and this child is indeed raised in my house."

"What's the name of the child?"

"Ermao, Liu Ermao."

"Who is his father?"

"Liu Weibing."

The man answered it well and he answered it right.

Zhou Chunhe turned to Ermao, "Emao, do you know this person?"

Ermao didn't dare to look at him, and he didn't shake his head or nod.
Chapter completed!