I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

On the third day, Zheng Guo returned by plane.

Zhang Hong heard that Zheng Guo had signed an order for 1000 acres.

The advance payment was made to them.

Zhang Hong was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground.

Zheng Guo said he expressed his thoughts again.

Although Zhang Hong was unsure, he felt extremely motivated when doing anything with the person he loved.

If that doesn't work, then go farm.

Zheng Guo praised: "A policeman who doesn't want to be a farmer is not a good coach. I really admire you. You can catch thieves, be a boxing coach, and be a farmer. You have a bright future."

Zhang Hong felt very comfortable with the compliment. He smiled and said, "I was forced to do this by you. No, I was inspired by you."

Zhang Hong thought to himself: The criminals are here, I risked my life to protect you, and you have become the hands-off manager of this good boxing gym. If I don’t become the coach, who will? And those unsellable potato seeds, if I don’t become a farmer, who will?

Zhang Hong happily went to pour water.

He turned around and saw a little doll in ancient costume staring at him.

He was so scared that the cup of water in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Who are you? Why are you in my old house?"

Guoguo took the initiative and asked bluntly.

Zhang Hong: "I, I am Zhang Hong. You can call me Uncle Zhang. No, you should call me Grandpa Zhang..."

Guo Guo snorted, obviously not believing Zhang Hong's words, and asked again: "Where is my old man?"

"Hey, Guoguo!"

Zheng Guo smiled happily, hugged Guoguo and kissed her twice with all her heart.

"Lao Lao, why did you bring a stranger home? My mother told us not to talk to strangers." Guo Guo said seriously.

Zheng Guo smiled and patted her head: "Your mother is right... But, Uncle Zhang is not a stranger, he is a good friend of Lao Lao, he can come to our house."

Zhang Hong corrected him, "It's not Uncle Zhang, it's Grandpa Zhang!"

Zheng Guo: "Oh, no, it should be Uncle Zhang..."

She thought to herself: Isn’t it a little old to call you Grandpa Zhang? I don’t think you are that old. It’s better to call you Uncle Zhang.

Zhang Hong: We are of different generations!

He quietly looked at the fair and tender little baby in front of him.

She was wearing a lavender dress and had a face as white as porcelain, making her look like she had walked out of a painting.

Zhang Hong heard from Zheng Guo that her granddaughter could travel between two lifetimes.

When he heard it, he was shocked and found it unbelievable. It was magical that Ji Xiaobei could communicate with Zheng Guo through the refrigerator.

He could barely accept it.

He really didn't believe that people from ancient times could come to the modern world.

But when I saw it with my own eyes today, I didn’t find it so hard to accept. It was just an ordinary little baby, just wearing slightly different clothes.

He got up and started cutting fruit for the kid.

"Guo'er, come here, does your mother know?"

Zheng Guo held her and sat down.

Guoguo shook his head and then nodded.

Zheng Guo began to ask questions frantically:

"Where's your brother?"

"Play with An An at home!"

"Where's your mother?"

"Not at home, out!"

"Where's your grandmother?"

“Feed the chickens at home!”

"What did your mother do?"

"Mother, mother...I don't know where mother is..."

Guoguo stared at the thing in Zhang Hong's hand. Her big watery eyes didn't blink as she answered Zheng Guo's questions vaguely.

Zhang Hong put the watermelon on the table and said with a smile: "Don't ask any more questions. Let the child eat some watermelon and take a rest..."

Zheng Guo picked up a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and put it to Guoguo's mouth.

Guoguo pushed Zheng Guo's hand, tilted her head, and looked at him curiously.

She had never seen such a red, watery thing.

Zheng Guo smiled and put the watermelon in his mouth.

"It's delicious. Guo'er, try it. It's watermelon." Zheng Guo explained to her slowly.

Zheng Guo inserted another piece into her mouth and put it near her mouth.

Guoguo licked it with his tongue and it tasted sweet, cool, and had a refreshing fragrance.

She opened her mouth and took a small tentative bite.

The moment she put it in her mouth, her eyes widened, her hands resting on her cheeks, and she exclaimed in amazement: "It's delicious!"

Guoguo ate several pieces in a row before letting go of Zheng Guo's hand.

"Can I bring some back for my younger brothers and sisters?" Guoguo asked, looking up at her little face.

"Of course!" Zheng Guo agreed without thinking.

Zhang Hong asked, "Guoguo, don't you have any watermelons?"

Guo Guo nodded.

Zheng Guo immediately understood what Zhang Hong meant.

"Ah, Guoguo, you can't take this away. If you want to eat it, come here and eat it!" Zheng Guo was also afraid of causing trouble for Ji Xiaobei.

Guoguo's bright big eyes suddenly dimmed.

He nodded somewhat disappointedly.

Zheng Guozi really couldn't bear to see the child disappointed, and felt sad.

"Guo'er, it's not impossible. Can you give it to your brother or sister quietly without anyone seeing it?"

Guoguo's big eyes immediately regained their luster.

"can!"

Since Zheng Guo said so, Zhang Hong hurried to cut the watermelon and cut two large boxes.

Zheng Guo looked at the plastic box and hesitated.

Pour the watermelon into your own clay casserole.

Zhang Hong gave her a thumbs up in admiration: "You are really smart!"

After a while, Guoguo appeared in Fu Jichang's study holding a clay pot.

She lifted the lid of the casserole and a sweet fragrance wafted into her face.

She reached out to take a piece to eat, sipped her saliva, and pulled her hand back.

I thought to myself: My younger brothers and sisters haven’t eaten yet, I can’t eat anymore.

She covered the casserole with the lid, raised her legs and ran outside. When she reached the gate of her yard, she slowed down her pace, pretended nothing had happened, put her hands behind her back, and walked into the yard in square steps.

Zhengzheng and An'an ran towards her with smiles on their faces: "Sister! Where have you been? We've been looking for you for a long time..."

She took her brother and sister's hands and whispered, "Come with me!"

An An and Zheng Zheng always obeyed her words and they thought their sister was very capable.

The three people entered Fu Jichang's study.

Guoguo crawled under the table and pulled out the casserole with great effort.

An An and Zheng Zheng squatted down and looked at the pot curiously.

"Sister, what is this?"

"It's watermelon. It's delicious. You two can eat it, but don't tell anyone else, or you won't be able to eat it in the future!"

There was a hint of threat in Guoguo's tone.

The two little kids nodded vigorously. Their elder sister often prepared some delicious food, and they both promised this.

Guoguo opened the casserole and saw the red stuff inside, emitting a sweet aroma, which immediately attracted the attention of the two children.

Led by Guoguo, the three children sat on the ground, holding the casserole and started to eat.

After a while, the three people's clothes, hands and faces were covered with watermelon juice.

The watermelon in the casserole is inedible.

Guoguo stuck her butt out and tried to push it under the table.

The door creaked open...