The eldest nephew is very sincere and has a serious face.

Jia Ping'an felt that the responsibility was heavy, so he immediately went to find Chen Qiu.

"Treasure?"

Chen Qiu's eyes lit up, "Where is it?"

"Old Shen, what's the point of taking the money?" Jia Ping'an felt that the eunuch liked power because they had no fun, but it was a bit nonsense to like money.

Chen Qiu stretched out his hand and slowly pressed his hair on his sideburns.

Let's ignore you!

Angry!

Chen Qiu seems arrogant, but he still has the common point of eunuchs and is stingy!

"Hey! Old Shen." Another person would definitely be scared to death by the angry Chen Qiu, but Jia Ping'an said heartlessly: "A man had confessed before, saying that Wang Gui had told some clues, which was related to Emperor Yang of Sui's treasure. Old Shen, I guess he would say that there were less than millions of dollars."

This is a huge sum of money, and there is no problem in starting a business with rebellion.

Chen Qiu asked, "What do you say about Your Highness?"

Old Shen became more and more cunning...

Jia Ping'an said, "Your Highness said that you would ask the hundred cavalry to help."

Chen Qiu nodded, "It's easy to say, but we will verify it."

Jia Ping'an was speechless, "Am I so untrustworthy?"

Chen Qiu thought for a while, "Most of the time, you are trustworthy, you are trustworthy for big things, but you like to cheat people the most for small things."

I'm so unfair!

Jia Ping'an was full of anger and didn't know who was trying to send it to him.

Later he went to Gaoyang.

"Xiao Jia."

Gao Yang happily held a piece of paper and said, "Look, this is a painting drawn by Dalang, and he said it was given to me."

Jia Ping'an took the paper and looked at it.

A very rough room, sitting alone under the eaves, looking long hair and unclear...

"Is this my son painted?"

Jia Ping'an was extremely excited.

"Yes!" Gao Yang was even more happy.

"This is the drawing... Look, this is you, why don't you?"

"Why are you?"

"Why don't you?"

The couple carried it.

"Aye, you are here."

Jia Ping'an turned around, Li Shuo stood beside him and pointed at the room in the painting.

"What's inside?" Jia Ping'an didn't see it.

"Here." Li Shuo pointed to a bun of Mo and said, "Aye, you are here."

But this is just a ball of dark ink!

Jia Ping'an suppressed his anger, "Why is Aye a ball of ink?"

Gao Yang noticed his anger and was about to explain...

Li Shuo raised his head and said, "Aye, you are not here every time I miss you. I dream of you in my dreams.

Gao Yang said: "Dalang is just... just..."

Jia Ping'an smiled, "It's Aye who has come too little. Aye has not been with you for enough time. It's Aye's fault."

Gao Yang looked at him in surprise.

Men in powerful families are troublesome, either official or factual. As for disciplined children, they are mostly stern. This is how the so-called strict father comes from.

Therefore, many powerful children have a vague impression of their father and only remember their majesty.

Who would admit his mistake?

Jia Ping'an!

Jia Ping'an rubbed the child's head, "Do you like barbecue?"

Li Shuo glanced at Gao Yang, "My mother said she was dirty."

Jia Ping'an said proudly: "Ignore her, will we both have barbecue today be good?"

Li Shuo's eyes were bright, "Okay."

Jia Ping'an ordered: "Come on charcoal and carbon stoves, don't do anything else."

Xiao Ling was a little curious, "Does your husband want to make a fire by himself?"

Jia Ping'an nodded.

Xiao Ling went out and came with a carbon stove and charcoal later.

“The kitchen is making meat.”

Xiao Ling's voice became much gentler.

"No need, I'll do it with Dalang."

Li Shuo stared at him, "Aye, how can you make meat?"

Jia Ping'an said proudly: "Do you know who made the stir-fry you eat every day?"

Li Shuo shook his head, Jia Ping'an glanced at Gao Yang, thinking that this stupid woman didn't know how to instill his father's wisdom and martial arts into her son, so that her son had no sense of security at all.

"It was made by Aye."

Li Shuo said in surprise: "Aye, you actually made a stir-fry?"

"yes!"

The father and son went to the front yard kitchen.

Gao Yang sat there, his eyes full of gentleness.

"Princess."

Xiao Ling asked, "It's time for class for Xiao Langjun."

Gao Yang shook his head, "Even if he was granted the title of Duke of Dalang, Xiao Jia would not pay attention to it."

Xiao Ling: “…”

Gao Yang sat there, watching the sun shining in the yard, his heart full of peace and tenderness.

"Aye, hurry up."

"Here's here."

"If you want to burn charcoal, you have to burn firewood first, look, fire, you can try to fire."

"It hurts so much."

"You haven't fired, so you don't know the skills. Come, Aye teaches you."

“There’s a fire.”

"Look, the firewood is burning, and then put pieces of charcoal on it."

"Remember, people should be humble and fire should be hollow. Do you know why?"

"have no idea."

Li Shuo shook his head.

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "The ground is below. Where does oxygen come from? Can firewood burn without oxygen?"

Li Shuo suddenly realized, "I understand Aye. The new school mentioned the conditions required for combustion. The larger the area exposed to oxygen, the more sufficient the combustion will be."

"Smart boy! Come, Aye teaches you barbecue."

The father and son were busy, and the sizzling sounds were endless and the fragrance came out.

The roasted lamb was very fragrant. When the first piece came out, Jia Ping'an asked, "Who should I give it to?"

Li Shuo hesitated for a moment and looked at Jia Ping'an and Gao Yang.

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "Your mother has been pregnant for ten months, and it's even harder to raise you. Go and give it to your mother."

Li Shuo came over with a plate, "My grandma, eat barbecue. This is what I roasted."
To be continued...