Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Early the next morning, the village chief and his grandson arrived at Yang Dashan's house early.

Old Lady Yang and Li were just finishing breakfast in the kitchen. Seeing the grandparents coming over, they greeted them, "It's just right, let's have breakfast together and leave after we finish eating."

The village chief said with a smile: "We have all eaten before coming here, you guys eat, we will wait outside."

Yang Dashan pulled the village chief into the main hall and said, "Uncle, Brother Lin, come quickly. Come in and sit for a while whether you want to eat or not. There is no point in waiting outside." He also stuffed a steamed bun into the hands of the village chief and Yang Bailin.

The village chief and his grandson didn't hesitate to take the food and started eating with them. After all, they only had a few bites at home, so now they could still have a few steamed buns.

Yang Dashan's family ate white flour steamed buns today. They don't eat white flour steamed buns every day. They only eat such good food when a few children who are studying come back from vacation. They say it is to nourish their body.

This made Simao feel dissatisfied: Am I not an educated person? Why don’t you give me supplements?

Old Lady Yang's original words were: If you stay at home every day and eat white flour buns every day, you will be nourished every day. Then when do you not need to nourish? When your brothers come back, nourish together, and no one will eat more or less.

Simao: Grandma, do you dare to say that my sister doesn’t eat more good food?

After breakfast, Yang Dashan harnessed the horse-drawn carriage and drove a large group of people towards the county town.

Yes, it was a large carload of people.

The village chief and his grandson, Yang Dashan and his son, plus Xiaocaoer, Ermao and Sanmao are going back to the school.

Xiao Caoer said that she was a military advisor and must be present.

Her original words were: This proposal was made by me. I am the military advisor and I have many ideas. If there is anything you don’t understand, I can still give you advice. If I am not here, can you solve it?

Yang Dashan and his group: It really can’t be solved.

In this way, Xiaocaoer went to the county town as she wished.

The brothers and sisters were having a lot of fun along the way, and even Yang Bailin, who usually didn't talk much, was made to laugh out loud by this talkative little fat boy.

When they arrived at the county town, they first sent Ermao and Sanmao to a private school and then transferred them to Zheng's house.

This time they did not go to the restaurant, but went directly to Zheng's house. Others might not be at home, but Mr. Zheng would definitely be at home.

After being in the provincial capital for such a long time, I must rest for a few more days when I come back.

When they arrived at the gate of Zheng's house, Damao got off the carriage first and knocked on the door. The gatekeeper saw that it was Master Zhuqing and immediately greeted him, saying, "Master Zhuqing is here."

"Uncle, I wonder if the old man is at home." Damao asked politely.

"Yes, the old man hasn't gone out today." When the doorman heard Damao calling him uncle, his impression of him became a little better.

One person led the carriage in through the side door, while the other went to inform the old man first.

From a distance, Xiao Caoer saw the old man drinking tea in the flower hall. He called out loudly, "Grandpa Zheng, Xiao Caoer is here."

She twisted her body and got out of Yang Dashan's arms and ran towards Mr. Zheng.

Yang Dashan shouted from behind: "Slow down, slow down, be careful not to fall or you won't cry."

Mr. Zheng looked at the speed of the little girl and quickly put down the teacup in his hand to catch her.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Zheng won't run away."

"I missed Grandpa Zheng so much. I wanted to see him soon, so I ran so fast." The little girl's mouth was so sweet that it could make the birds in the trees come down.

Xiao Cao'er: Alas, there is clearly a soul in its twenties living inside, why does it behave so childishly most of the time?

You have to do something that is appropriate for this age group so that it won’t be in vain to be reborn as a child.

When Mr. Zheng heard that the fat boy missed him, his smile became even bigger.

"Didn't we just meet a few days ago? Why do you miss Grandpa Zheng again?"

"Well, for no reason. Grandpa Zheng worked so hard to teach my elder brother and brother Berlin. Xiao Cao must miss Grandpa Zheng. What if Grandpa Zheng says that Xiao Cao doesn't miss you anymore and you don't teach my elder brother to study?"

Mr. Zheng tapped her nose and said, "You are so clever."

Yang Dashan brought Damao and Yang Bailin into the flower hall, and the two of them, big and small, were already chatting animatedly.

Da Mao and Yang Bolin stepped forward to greet him: "Hello, sir."

Mr. Zheng thought it was okay for Yang Bailin to call him "Sir". After all, he was still his student, so there was nothing wrong with calling him "Sir". It was just the difference between someone who had entered the door and someone who had not.

Yang Dashan and the village chief also greeted Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite. Come and sit down."

Mr. Zheng has been back in Pingjiang County for several years. Most of the people he has come into contact with are ordinary people. They don’t have as many rules as people in Kyoto, and they are also much more easy-going.

"Grandpa Zheng, is Brother Xingyun at home?" Before anyone else said anything, the fat little boy asked while looking around.

Mr. Zheng smiled and teased her, "So you don't want to come to see Grandpa, but to see Brother Xingyun?"

Xiao Caoer immediately turned her gaze back to Mr. Zheng: "No, I came here mainly to see Grandpa, and secondly to discuss business."

"Oh, our Xiaocao also knows how to do business." Mr. Zheng was happy.

"That's right, that's right. I know a lot, but my parents and brother don't let me do it. And my grandma doesn't let me either. Humph, they make me so mad." After Xiao Cao'er finished speaking, she crossed her arms over her chest, looking like she was so mad at me that she would die.

"Who, who, who made our little Cao'er so angry? Tell Brother Hua Ming. If I find out, I won't forgive him."

"Brother Huaming." When Xiaocaoer saw Zheng Huaming coming, she immediately extended her hand to Zheng Huaming, trying her best to be fair and equal.

She was in Zheng Huaming's arms but looked behind her, not seeing Qi Xingyun, "Why can't I see Brother Xingyun?"

"Your brother Xingyun has gone out to do some business. You can come to me if you want to discuss business. It's useless to go to him. He doesn't understand." Zheng Huaming took advantage of Qi Xingyun's absence to drive the fat boy away.

Hearing that Qi Xingyun was not there, Xiaocao felt a little disappointed. Brother Hua Ming: Actually, I like Brother Xingyun more than you. How can I tell you?

How would Zheng Huaming react if he knew: No, you’d better not tell me.