At the beginning, the little koi carp was grabbed by a wolf and became the favorite of the beasts.

In the evening, after school.

A group of boys happily ran into the yard and shouted: "Grandpa, we are back with Zi Cong!"

Hearing the shout, Jin Bao rushed out like a cannonball before Father Zheng could react.

She ran to Zhao Zicong enthusiastically, took his hand and walked into the house.

"Brother Zicong, come in quickly and I'll get you some fruit to eat."

Zhao Zicong nodded shyly, and when passing by Father Zheng, he did not forget to shout: "Hello, Grandpa!"

"Hey, good!"

The polite look made Father Zheng feel more fond of him.

It must be said that children with outstanding appearance and good conduct will be liked wherever they go.

In the yard, Xiaoxiang and the others looked at Jinbao's enthusiasm and suppressed their jealousy.

He kept telling himself: He is only here for today anyway, and tomorrow his sister will still be theirs.

At the same time, there is gold with him, so he will not miss the opportunity to join in the fun.

Although there is a dormitory for him in the academy, he still likes to squeeze into the same room with the Zheng brothers.

If you squeeze together, you will sleep better.

Huang Jinbao followed Jinbao and the others and ran excitedly into the house, but was startled by Magistrate Huang who was sitting in the chair.

He widened his eyes, looked at his father with dissatisfaction, and said:

"Dad? What are you doing here? I won't follow you, otherwise you should stop being the prefect. I don't want to move."

Before Magistrate Huang could say anything, he spoke out everything he wanted to say, with a look of reluctance.

When Magistrate Huang saw his son coming back, he originally wanted to get intimate with him, but he didn't expect that this was what he said when he opened his mouth.

His good mood was instantly extinguished. Sure enough, this son was born just to make him angry.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, smiled stiffly, and said, "I just came here to see you, and I didn't plan to take you back."

I squeezed out time to come over to see my son, but it was really frustrating to be misunderstood.

Jin Jin saw the flesh on his face twitching and didn't believe it.

So he asked: "Are you serious? You didn't lie to me?"

When did his father become so easy to talk to and wouldn't he be possessed by a ghost?

Thinking about it, he made defensive moves to avoid being attacked later.

"You brat, do I need to deceive you? If I don't get angry with you, you'll feel itchy, right? I have to scold you to feel comfortable, right?"

Magistrate Huang lost his temper when asked, stood up, looked at him and cursed loudly.

I'm really mad at him. Can't you just talk to him? You must force yourself to get angry.

After Huang Jin heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This was his father. His gentle look just now made him think he had seen a ghost.

"Hmph~ I'm fine. As long as that annoying guy doesn't appear in front of me again, I will be happier."

Huang Jin rolled his eyes and the topic came up again about Ma Rongrong.

He was so bored with that nuisance.

After hearing this, Magistrate Huang felt a little softer. He looked at Huang Jin and said softly: "Don't worry, she will never appear in front of you again."

After all, his son had been wronged because of that girl, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"You...speak properly and don't act like a ghost. I'm getting goosebumps all over."

Huang Jin was obviously not used to hearing him talk like this, so he covered his ears and shouted.

Magistrate Huang froze. He finally had the patience to talk to him, but he was unhappy?

Looking for some smoke?

Hold it! Hold it!

He took a few deep breaths, forced himself to curl up the corners of his mouth, and said, "Dad, why didn't you speak properly? Don't talk nonsense anymore..."

Every time he loses his temper, it's not because he forces himself to do so. He makes it sound like he has a bad temper.

He didn't want to be known as a bad-tempered person in the future.

After hearing this, Huang Jin couldn't help but rub his arms and ducked aside...

Come on, he was still used to his dad yelling at him.

Jin Bao didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two of them and focused on Zhao Zicong.

She pulled Zhao Zicong to the chair, asked him to sit down, and then said: "Brother Zicong, sit down first. I'll call grandma over."

Before Zhao Zicong could answer, she ran out.

"Grandma, brother Zicong is here..."

Zhou came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of fruit and blocked Jin Bao's way.

"Hey, don't run so fast. Grandma has already prepared the fruit. Just bring it over."

"I'll help grandma get it."

Mrs. Zhou laughed out loud, "You can't carry it. You can help grandma when you grow up!"

With that said, he took Jinbao's little hand and walked into the main room.

"Hello grandma!"

Zhao Zicong stood up nervously to say hello, his face flushed.

"Hey, okay! Good boy, sit down and eat the fruit."

Zhou put the plate on the table and kept looking at his face.

She always felt that the child in front of her looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

Seeing that Zhao Zicong was not moving, Jin Bao ran over and took two fruits and stuffed them into his hand.

"Brother Zicong, eat it, it's so sweet!"

Zhao Zicong was flattered and took the fruit. Looking at the enthusiastic Jin Bao, he felt as if he had eaten honey.

He lowered his head and took a bite, and the fruity aroma filled his entire mouth.

"Thank you Jinbao, it's really delicious!"

This was not because he was being polite. The fruit in his hand was indeed particularly sweet and fresher than what he had eaten in Beijing.

"If it's delicious, eat more. There's still more!" Jin Bao narrowed his eyes happily and was particularly affectionate towards Zhao Zicong.

Zhou felt a little strange when she saw Jin Bao's enthusiastic look. After all, they had just met him once, and they seemed to be like a family when they got along with him.

Before she could dig deeper, Boss Zheng's voice came from outside the door.

"Daughter, I'm back, and dad bought you candied haws."

Jin Bao's eyes lit up and he ran out quickly.

She skipped Boss Zheng and threw herself directly into Wan Niang's arms.

"Mother, brother Zicong is here. Go and see if he looks like mother."

With that said, she took Wan Niang's hand and walked into the house.

Wan Niang smiled after hearing this and didn't think much about it. Children's judgment ability is vague, so how can they believe it.

Zhou froze when she heard Jin Bao's words, and then realized where the familiar feeling came from.

She took another careful look at Zhao Zicong, and then looked at Wan Niang who was approaching the door.

picture! alike!

Xiaoxiang and his three brothers are not that similar.

If the eldest daughter-in-law hadn't been right under her nose all the time, she would have thought that this was the son she had with someone else.

No wonder Jin Bao is so close to him. Children's intuition is the most accurate. Could it be that the two of them really have something to do with each other?

The person who was stunned at the same time was Zhao Zicong. He looked at Wan Niang intently, his mouth slightly opened, and he forgot to swallow the fruit in his mouth.