Carrying the Ba Zong's child to farm

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"En." Yao Jingming stood up, and suddenly said to his father and brother, "Dad, brother, thank you."

Yao Gen smiled, and rubbed his youngest son's head, "What are you talking about, go to sleep."

Yao Jingming looked at his father's face with a look of admiration in his eyes, couldn't help hugging his father, and whispered, "Okay, good night, Dad."

Yao Genruo looked at his youngest son's back, and when he entered the room, he still had a smile on his face.

Such a big person, but also acting like a baby.

The next day, Yao Jingming didn't have anything to do with them. Yao Genruo would help them meet the royal family members, but the royal family members didn't just meet whenever they wanted.

Only then will they have to think carefully about how to impress the other party, and then win the contract.

When Yao Jingming was worrying, Li Ping and Zhao Danshi rushed over to help.