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Chapter 15 Good Words

Zhuang Zhihe also patted Zhuang Mingtang on the shoulder. Novel .

Just now, Zhuang Zhiyuan stretched out his right hand to pat the right side, but now Zhuang Zhihe stretched out his left hand to pat the left side. Not only did he pat, he also hugged Zhuang Mingtang to his side, "Mingtang, when it is your turn, there is indeed only one quota. This

It’s because you two brothers performed so well.”

"You are Brother Mingxuan, there is nothing wrong with letting him go, right?"

Before Zhuang Mingtang could respond, Zhuang Zhixin and several other clan elders soon came over, and then expressed comfort in the same way, some even laughed and joked a few words, but they were all comforts in short.

Are these clan elders taking this opportunity to collectively support him?

This actually made Zhuang Mingtang a little touched.

Looking around, everyone in the Mingshui family and the banker, including his grandfather Zhuang Zhiqing, were stunned.

This shows how rare and unexpected the statements of these clan elders are. Zhuang Mingtang bowed to these clan elders with his fists in his hands, and then said with a smile: "Grandpa, Second Grandpa..."

Just calling out names was a long list of names, and every one of them was picked up without missing a beat.

"Thank you for your comfort, Sun Mingtang. I was really a little sad just now, but now that you have comforted me like this, I really am not sad at all!"

"The opportunity to practice in the spiritual realm is indeed rare, but if you don't go to the spiritual realm, can't you practice? If you don't go to the spiritual realm, can't you condense the energy, open the meridians, open the orifices, and not reach the earth level? I won't say anything else, just look at the uncle, and for example

Fifth Grandpa, you have a good chance of breaking through to the earth level!"

Hearing this, many elders of the Zhuang family were startled, and the same was true for the Mingshui family.

Little baby, is this what you can say?

Do you know what ground level is?

But these are good words, or at least very encouraging.

Moreover, he was a child after all and didn't know much, so he didn't need to take what he said seriously. Many of the elders present from Zhuang Mingshui's family smiled tolerantly.

However, Zhuang Zhiyuan's expression changed and he asked: "Mingtang, what about me? Do you think Third Grandpa and I can also break through to the ground level?"

Then there is a big one after another.

The so-called old children are sometimes really old children, especially when a group of old people gather together.

"Yes, Xiao Mingtang, what about me?"

"And I, Mingtang, your Thirteenth Grandpa, tell me, can I break through to the ground level?"



In an instant, Zhuang Mingtang was surrounded by a group of grandfathers, and then a demonic voice filled his ears.

Not only the eldest grandpa, the second grandpa, the third grandpa, etc., but also "Grandpa Sheng, Grandpa Guang" and so on, because the ranking alone cannot be used, and the concierge also has far and near. If it is a distant house, it is difficult to rank, and it can only be like "

"Grandpa Sheng" is a title.

"Grandpas, what I, Xiao Mingtang, said doesn't count!" Zhuang Mingtang spread his hands around.

"You have to say it even if you don't count!" A clan elder laughed and cursed. He was the eighth grandfather of Zhuang Mingtang. "I will say good things to your eldest grandfather and fifth grandfather. Knowing that they love you, don't we love you anymore?"

"Yes, yes, Xiao Mingtang, don't we love you anymore?"

His words set off a new rhythm. They said that the essence of human beings is repeaters and repeaters. They cannot escape this law even in another world. What followed was another one after another.

"Xiao Mingtang, you are partial!" This is just childish and emotional.

"Mingtang, it's not good for you to do this." This is the rationalist.

"Mingtang, it's a good thing anyway, why can't you say more? Let us old guys get the good luck!" This is... this is the hard-to-define type.



It was really hard for Zhuang Mingtang to cope with being surrounded by a bunch of old people.

Of course, the most important thing is that he really can't say such good things!

In his previous life, he was a great master. In this life, apart from his current body, at least in some essential sense, he has taken a step further.

If we use the term "son of a plane", in his previous life, he was a son of a plane at level 1, and in this life, not to mention level 3 or level 5, at least he is at level 2. In short, compared to his previous life, he has taken an essential step forward.

Big strides.

After all, he is a person of this level.

Some words, if said, have consequences.

At this moment, Zhuang Zhihe stepped forward.

His left arm still held Zhuang Mingtang, and then he raised his right arm and waved outwards, as if chasing birds away, "Go, go, go, go, let's go, let's go, let's go! My Xiao Mingtang

Is it so easy to say good things to Ming Tang? If you want to hear good things from Ming Tang, be more sincere and first go to the street to buy a catty of cakes and bring them to your door."

After saying this, he directly hugged Zhuang Mingtang and walked away.

Leave a trail of slander.

"Bah, this old guy!"

"The old man only eats alone."

"Immortal!"

Zhuang Zhiqing stood in the crowd of dealers with a complicated expression.

In fact, he and Zhuang Mingtang were standing together at the beginning, they were one family! But later, they were squeezed apart by the clan elders, and they became more and more separated.

So he was on the periphery, witnessing this scene with other people at the banker.

But until then, Zhuang Zhihe took Zhuang Mingtang away, "Is it so easy to say good things to my Xiao Mingtang?"

Listen to this!

Why did it become his family’s little bright hall?

Then look at the two people leaving, one big and one small, leaning against each other. Don’t they look like direct descendants?

Zhuang Zhiqing was angry and aggrieved at the same time.

In fact, it's more of a reluctance.

Whatever happens to me, I will!

Isn't Mingtang my grandson?

What was wrong with me? Did I hit him or scold him? I guess neither, right? I also beat Mingxuan, and I also scolded Mingxuan when the boy was disobedient.

Zhuang Zhiqing thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved.

Especially just now, so many clan elders surrounded Zhuang Mingtang, and so many clan elders acted so close to Zhuang Mingtang.

And his biological grandfather...

Zhuang Zhiqing always felt that whether it was the banker's side or the Mingshui family's side, there were many secretive glances coming towards him, which meant something inexplicable.

When he looked over, those eyes moved away as if nothing had happened, not contacting his eyes at all. And when he lowered his eyes, those eyes came over again!

What do you think?

Ah, what do you think?

Zhuang Zhiqing breathed unsteadily, and then left the field without turning his head.

He can't stay in this place any longer!

Fortunately, at this time, everyone left the scene in twos and threes, so that his actions did not appear to be out of the ordinary.

"Is it so easy to say good things to my little Mingtang? If you want to hear good things from Mingtang, be sincere and first go to the street to buy a catty of cakes and bring them to your door!"

Zhuang Zhihe said this before.

This is a joke, this is to rescue Zhuang Mingtang.

but!

Someone really came over carrying cakes!

"Let me tell you, there are only a few places where you usually like to stay. I couldn't find them in your yard just now, and it turns out they are here!"

This is a pavilion near the rockery in the backyard.

The person who came was the head of the family, Zhuang Zhiyuan.

He was holding a piece of cake in his hand.

Zhuang Zhihe looked over in astonishment, then almost stuttered, "Zhiyuan... you, what are you doing?"

"Brother Zhihe, didn't you see, what you just said, cake!" He raised the cake in his hand, handed it to Zhuang Mingtang, and said to him with a smile, "Mingtang, how are you, cake?"

I've already brought the cake, you can always tell me now whether your third grandfather and I can break through to the ground level, right?"


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