Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 664 The shot is not stingy

  Robi is a wicked one. She didn't tell anyone about the usefulness of giving things to others. She threw out five furnace tripods and chatted with people for a few words before calling Huaran goodbye.

  Mrs. Zhu and Elder Zhu valued the siblings. They sent people to the door and watched the people come back. After entering the living room, Elder Zhu shot the snowflakes on his shoulders, and saw the five stoves smile in a blink of an eye.

"This Robbie, actually wanted to take out the oven tripod as a festive gift." Elder Zhu raised his foot and walked forward while talking, and circled around the five oven tripods: "Yes, it's more affordable than sending ingredients and cakes. , It’s a bit too much to give five at once."

  Old man Zhu owed his hand, he stretched out his hand and removed the top cover, his eyes swept casually.

   "Huh?" Elder Zhu was stunned immediately.

  The furnace tripod is not empty, it is full of stuff, and Mr. Zhu wonders in his heart, what is this so dark thing? As a result, he leaned over and took a closer look. It was not a good thing, it was a pot full of earth, still wet.

The old man rubbed his eyes stupidly. He was almost two hundred years old. He was probably dazzled. Although it was a little ingenious to give it away, it was not unacceptable, but it was a different matter if you added a furnace of soil. Some people give away fresh soil during the winter.

  Look again after rubbing your eyes. It's still dirt, not a panacea, Mr. Zhu is puzzled! Can't figure out which Luo family this is the whole.

Madam Zhu was holding the veil to sweep the snowflakes on her body. She was a little strange when she heard the movement. She was stunned when she walked over to see it. After a while, she smiled and said, "Oh, this Robbie is really interesting. Ding, is it still full of dirt? This girl won't be joking with us."

  What a joke about the festival? Unlikely, Mr. Zhu shook his head and reached out to grab a handful of soil to study. Madam Zhu opened the lids of the other four furnace tripods and looked at them. They were all soil, which was strange.

  The two were puzzled, and a communication called Zhu Qin, the current owner of the Zhu family, back.

  Zhu Qin stepped through the door, turned around the five furnace tripods twice, and the corner of his mouth twitched: “It’s not the wrong delivery, the furnace tripods are all cracked and broken.”

"Really?" Madam Zhu bent over and looked at it, but no, all the five furnace tripods were cracked, and now she was also inclined to give her husband's words: "It should be a wrong gift, let me just say it! How could Luo Bi give it? We have so much soil."

  Zhu Qin pressed the soil with his hands, but his shot was not stingy. The soil plug in the furnace was strong and full. If this soil is a good thing, the Luo family's intentions are enough, but unfortunately, the soil is not a good soil either. What can you say you can do if you mix it with a lot of **** and ash.

   Lifted the furnace tripod and took a look, Zhu Qin laughed directly, and poked five small holes underneath. The use value of the broken furnace tripod is lost, even if it is waste recycling, others don't want it.

   "What should I do about this? If I send it wrong, I have to tell Luo Hang." Madam Zhu said.

  Elder Zhu thought for a moment and said, “Don’t say it deliberately. When I have time, I will go to his house to mention it. It’s not a big deal. Don’t let people think that we are stingy.”

  "Listen to my father." Zhu Family said.

As the head of the family, Zhu Qin really doesn’t take this matter seriously. If he sent the wrong one, he sent the wrong one. If he chased after him, it would be obvious that his family was coveting the courtesy, so I would mention this idea afterwards. The most appropriate.

   When Huaran and Luo Bi returned home, Luo Hang just came back from the main house. He asked Luo Bi, "What did you give to Zhu's family?"

  (End of this chapter)