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Zhang Ming didn't have the slightest good impression of this classmate Xiaoqiang.

When we met for the first time, Xiaoqiang was still a baby who could only bark.Zhang Ming imitated his aunt's appearance and hugged Xiaoqiang. As a result, the kid looked at Zhang Ming with a smile and peed quietly. When Zhang Ming realized it, his clothes and pants were already wet.

The second time we met, Xiaoqiang was one and a half years old. He crawled under Zhang Ming's bed and pooped. He smiled and grabbed the poop and crawled around on the ground, making it all over the room.It happened that Zhang Ming's parents were both working overtime that day. Zhang Ming took the mop and wiped it piece by piece. Even after wiping it clean, the smell still lingered. He slept on the sofa for a whole week.

The third time we met, Xiaoqiang was five years old, and finally he couldn't defecate anywhere. This time Zhang Ming thought he could finally relax.Unexpectedly, Xiaoqiang took advantage of Zhang Ming's time to go out, smiled and wrote Zhang Ming's winter vacation homework for more than ten days, and tore up the plane one by one.

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"Why did you put this kid in again!" Zhang Ming held his forehead, he really didn't want to deal with this kind of brat.

Zhang Ming's father explained: "Your second uncle and the others are going to go abroad during the Chinese New Year because of their work. After going out, they are busy with work and can't take care of him. Please ask us to take care of him. We must give this child a place to celebrate the New Year. Don't worry, Xiaoqiang I've grown up, and I'm not as naughty as I was when I was a child."

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Ming walked over to open the door.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was standing outside obediently holding a plate. There was a pot of tea and three cups on the plate.

"Cousin, uncle and aunt, you chatted for a while, I think you must be thirsty, so I made green tea, and you chatted while drinking."

Zhang's mother took the plate with a smile, and winked at Zhang Ming, which means: You see, I'm right.

Seeing Xiaoqiang's familiar smile, Zhang Ming chuckled in his heart.

I hope so.

This night passed very peacefully, Xiaoqiang was also like a sensible child, he didn't act like a monster, he sat quietly watching the Spring Festival Gala, but occasionally cast his gaze towards Zhang Ming, always showing a sense of observation and probing the taste of.

After midnight, Zhang Ming connected to the WiFi and sent Murong Tiezhu a New Year greeting message. This guy didn't know what he was doing, and it took two or three hours to reply.

"What are you doing? Of course it's what adults should do." Tie Zhu replied.

"..."

"You are too sentimental. What are you thinking? I'm talking about smoking, drinking and playing mahjong."

Zhang Ming threw the phone under the pillow and chose to ignore Tie Zhu's spam messages.

Early the next morning, he went out to find the biggest gold store in the city.This time he went home with a lot of gold, silver and jewelry to exchange for cash. Due to the relatively large amount involved, it took half an hour just to fill out the form.

Fortunately, the other party was a big company. After checking the quality of the gold, they made a payment that afternoon. A total of 300 million in cash, Zhang Ming left 200 million for his parents, and the remaining 100 million was transferred to another account.

This is the account of Brother Xia’s parents. He helped Zhang Ming a lot before and saved Zhang Ming from taking many detours. During this Spring Festival event, Brother Xia still failed to go home. Zhang Ming happened to be able to help, of course not. will be mean.

After dealing with these matters, Zhang Ming happily returned home. As soon as he came back, he heard a group of children screaming piercingly.

"Xiao Ming, come here, this is your fourth cousin, this is..."

There was a circle of people sitting in the living room. Today is the first day of the new year, and they all came to visit.

Zhang's mother was read by these relatives for half a year, and she was asked to accept her fate and issue a death certificate for Zhang Ming. Now that her son came back alive, she is proudly saying that she has the foresight in front of these relatives.

Zhang Ming heard the children's laughter and bouncing from his bedroom. He greeted several elders and came to the bedroom.

On his bed, a four- or five-year-old girl was jumping up and down in slippers. It could be seen that she had been playing for a while, her little face was flushed, her hair was stuck to her forehead with sweat, and the bed was trampled all over. It's footprints.

Two seven or eight-year-old boys were shooting at each other with water guns, and water was everywhere.

A little boy in a red sweater with a runny nose was opening the closet and wiping his nose with Zhang Ming's shirt.

Only Zhang Xiaoqiang was sitting on the chair, turning his pen, and when he saw Zhang Ming coming in, he smiled and shouted to his peers: "Stop making trouble, brother Zhang Ming is back, I told him he would be angry."

Zhang Ming glanced at the chaotic room, and finally his eyes fell on Xiaoqiang's face.

It's winter now, and when visiting other people's homes, it is impossible for their elders to let their children bring water guns. Zhang Ming himself has not played with such things for many years, so these two water guns must have been provided by Xiaoqiang.

"I remember when I went out, I locked the bedroom door." Zhang Ming said calmly.

"I'm afraid that their playful voice will affect the conversation of the elders. Uncle's bedroom has a lot of valuables, and the bedroom I live in is too small, so I had to ask my uncle for the key to my brother's room...Brother, are you not angry?" Xiaoqiang asked with a smile.

A brat "went off fire" and fired a shot at Zhang Ming, and a jet of water shot towards him.The smile on Xiaoqiang's face grew even wider.

Suddenly, Zhang Ming raised his right hand, firmly caught the water with the palm of his hand, and then flicked it, the water droplets in his hand hit Xiaoqiang's face.

His smile hardened suddenly.

"No. How could I be angry?"

Zhang Ming finally understood that Xiaoqiang is not sensible anymore, he has evolved.

He went from a brat to... a brat full of scheming!

Chapter 170 Eight Zhang Ming: In front of me, no one dares to call you a brat!

"I'm not angry, how could I be angry?"

Isn't it just making a mess in the room, stepping on the sheets dirty, and wet the floor by the way?

He hasn't seen such a big storm in the past six months, how could he be angry with this little setback?Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and thought.

"Kids, can you go out for a while, I have something more interesting, I need to prepare, I will call you in later, okay?" Zhang Ming showed an amiable smile.

"Okay~~~" Xiaoqiang took the lead and shouted.

This scheming brat has no idea what will happen when Zhang Ming shows a similar smile——

It's been half a year, and the Ten Commandments Gang's vicious terrorists still have a lot of time to receive treatment from anorectal doctors during their prison sentences.

A group of children were kicked out, until the last little boy went out, Zhang Ming kept him.