Doudou blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhang Yanjun's face without saying a word.

"Did you promise your child something?" Zhang Ma has experience in taking care of the child and guessed the truth.

"Oh yes, I haven't forgotten. Dad promised my baby that I will definitely do, and I won't forget." Zhang Yanjun reached out and pulled his bag, took out a box of colored pencils from it and put it in Tang Doudou's hand.

"Didn't you forget?"

Tang Doudou narrowed her eyes with a smile, nodded vigorously, and kissed Zhang Yanjun on the face: "Dad is so good."

Zhang Yanjun took out another box: "Xiao Yue, this is yours."

Zhang Xiaoyue went over and took it, took it in her hand and looked it up, and held it in front of Zhang Yanming: "Dad, this, this world, which one is ranked?"

"This? Paidiramoer." Zhang Yanming reached out and scraped her nose.

"Oh. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. I hate it, my nose is shaved and it doesn't look good?"

"You weren't good-looking either, so it's okay."

"Dad hates it. You are so bad, you are not good-looking." The little girl cared about her appearance very much.

"Ignore him, come here, grandma." Zhang's mother waved and called Zhang Xiaoyue over: "We are the most beautiful, let him be jealous."

"Hehe," the little girl felt a little embarrassed: "That is, it's usually pretty. Doudou is also usually pretty."

"Where are you just buying pencils for them? Don't you buy a picture book?" Zhang Yanming asked Zhang Yanjun.

"I forgot. I'll buy two books tomorrow. What car did you drive back? Where is it?" The man was indeed most interested in the car.

"You can't open it anywhere...boko                                                          

"Practice, I will learn to take the exam later. It will be much more convenient to have a car."

"You should find some other car to practice, or buy a small item. I dare not practice this car for you. If you touch it, it will not be repaired even if it is scratched or scratched."

As he said, he handed over the key in his hand: "Hold a driver first, find someone who is a little older, be sure."

Zhang Yanjun shook his head and didn't take the key: "You'd better drive it yourself. I'll just buy some cheaper ones first with a car. I'm planning to buy two micro-cargo vehicles or bread these days. I'm using it to get back and forth."

"Then you should buy cargo goods. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. It is very fast and updated here. It is not less than micro goods. Moreover, the closed cargo is not afraid of water or rain. Micro goods are not suitable for you."

"It's OK, go and have a look tomorrow and buy it when Xiaohui gets married."

"You use my car first, find someone to drive. I have to go out after Xiaohui gets married. I have to come back at the end of next year. If the car doesn't drive, it will be scrapped." Zhang Yanming threw the car keys on Zhang Yanjun's lap: "Two keys, we will bring one of them."

"Come on, be careful. You must go to a regular gas station. It is better to be more expensive than add a higher label."

The gas station industry was booming in the 1990s, with small gas stations built by the public everywhere, and the market order was chaotic.

Many small gas stations dare to think about any idea in order to make money, add water, mix poor quality oil, and put oil in the tank. Generally, domestic cars only shake and make a few farts when adding black smoke. However, imported luxury cars have too high requirements for oil quality, and they will be discontinued, and even the engine will be scrapped...

There are quite a few imported cars that have been killed by small gas stations these days, and you have nowhere to say anything if you have any reason.

It was not until the early 2000s that two barrels of oil began to seize the market. After the scattered gas stations in various parts of the country were recruited within a few years, the order of oil products was improved, but oil prices began to take off from that time.

"It just so happens that when your little brother gets married, you go back and take the car as the first car. I don't think he can do anything too decent." Dad Zhang said.

"Stop talking, brother, get married, start the car? OK?" Zhang's mother turned her face and looked at Zhang's father.

"What's wrong with it? Is it not normal for my brother to help my brother pick up the bride? How much does our family attach to this?"

Zhang's mother glared at Zhang's father and glanced at Zhang Yanming. Zhang Yanming smiled and waved his hand and said, "I won't drive, I understand. I will drive the car back to Scorpion Groove and ask Xiaohui to arrange the driver by himself."

Ma Zhang nodded.

Although Zhang Yanming is not married, this article is sourced by Bokan Novels. But the fact is that it is considered a divorced person. It is difficult to drive a wedding car, and it is not good to be a companion or go on stage to speak. It is taboo among the people. There is no need to cause trouble for a big happy matter. If the family members pay attention to this, they must make a fuss, and good intentions will become a bad thing.

"When will I go back?" Zhang Yanming asked.

"Xiaohui said that we should just arrive one day in advance. The banquet was arranged in the banquet building, and all the reservations were made. The house was cleaned up again in summer, and there was nothing to prepare."

"Uncle, you guys, nailed all the houses of Dad, Dad." Zhang Xiaoyue ran over and complained.

"Well, Xiaohui said that it is comfortable to live in a wooden house. The smell of wood is good to people. It's pretty good to wrap the inner house with wooden boards."

Zhang's mother took Zhang Xiaoyue into her arms: "It's quite a good match when it's done. The doors and windows have been replaced. Didn't you leave a study room? You also asked him to demolish it. There's a big house inside...boko                                                                                               

Zhang Yanming nodded. If my brother used it himself, it would be fine if he changed it inside, and the study room could use the cabin outside.

"My hut is gone, dad, let my uncle put on the computer."

"You won't go back to live anymore. Now we live here. It's my uncle's home there." Zhang's mother coaxed her granddaughter.

"I like it very much." The little girl was still a little aggrieved.

"It's just a bullshit. What can I do if I keep a room? Isn't it just right to have children in the future?" Zhang's father stood up to his granddaughter.

"Go and go, you go to work." Zhang's mother glared at Zhang's father.

"Work. Oh, we are not welcome." Dad Zhang stood up and stretched his waist, looked at the new watch on his wrist: "It's almost time to make dinner. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. It's really fast to update here. What do you want to eat?"

"Are your time accurate? Isn't there a time difference between foreign countries and us?"

"There is no jet lag in Lion City, the same." Zhang Yanming stood up: "I'll do it, what's at home?"

Tang Jing came to help, she couldn't rest. Her mentality couldn't be reversed for a while, and she couldn't sit still while waiting for someone else to do her work.

I cooked the rice and searched in the kitchen, including meat, eggplant, sauerkraut, pork ribs, green peppers, beans, cauliflower, and two blade fish.

After all, seven people had enough food to get five, and two small ones didn’t eat much.

Boil the stove, add clean water to the pot, put the pork belly and pork ribs in cold water, pick the scallion and garlic here to prepare ingredients.

"What should I do?" Tang Jing asked. She didn't know how Zhang Yanming wanted to cook, but she didn't know what she should do.
Chapter completed!