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Zhang Jiaohua was roasting the fire beside the stove, and there was nothing he had to do here. Liu Qiaoye asked Zhang Jiaohua to come in to see the fire, and he was just asking Zhang Jiaohua to come in to roast the fire. But if Zhang Jiaohua didn't assign some tasks to Zhang Jiaohua, how could Zhang Jiaohua be honestly roasting the fire here?

The roasted wine should not be too hot, otherwise it would be easy to burn the bottom of the pot and create a burnt smell. This pot of wine would be completely wasted.

Zhang Youping knocked everywhere, knocking the room loudly. Zhang Yaohua felt a little noisy, so he pulled his throat and shouted loudly, "Dad, don't always knock this, knocking out all the God of Wealth Bodhisattva."

Zhang Youping immediately ran to the kitchen, "Baby, it's the New Year, don't talk nonsense. Dad won't knock."

"During the New Year, you still knock around everywhere. You don't know that all the gods and immortals come to each household to collect incense. You knock so loudly that the gods think you don't like them." Zhang Yaohua immediately fought back.

Zhang Youping felt that the little girl was right, so he nodded, "This time, you are right. Baby, tomorrow, New Year's Eve, do you want your father to buy you good things? Dad buys you a beautiful firecracker, do you want it?"

"If you have to, I want to buy a sky-rushing cannon. There are also a fireworks. It's so high that it explodes in the sky. It's the same as on TV." Zhang Yaohua became a little excited when she said this, and then she looked like a little shitty.

Instead, Zhang Youping hoped to see Zaizi like an ordinary child, and smiled, "Okay. Dad will buy a fireworks tomorrow. If you listen to your grandparents at home, your parents will come back from Guangdong in the future and buy fireworks every year during the Chinese New Year."

"Then you have to remember. When you get on the street, you have to dare to buy it. Don't be told by your wife, you won't dare to buy it." Zhang Yaohua despised someone's fear of his wife's behavior.

Zhang Youping was so angry that he pinched someone's ear, "If you want it, I will tell my wife later that there is a brat talking bad about her behind her back."

"Dad, you and your mother are both adults, why do you always listen to him?" Zhang Yaohua asked in confusion.

"Dad, you don't want to listen to your wife. Whoever I say to you will listen to whoever I say is correct." Zhang Youping couldn't help but slap a little butt hard again.

"Dad, this time, what your wife said is definitely wrong. Hurry up and borrow a few jars of roasted wine. You will definitely not be able to hold the wine at home later." Zhang Yaohua said.

"Are you serious? If I borrowed a jar of roasted wine, if there wasn't so much wine, I would have to spank you." Zhang Youping looked at Zaizai with a smile, thinking that Zaizai was joking with him.

"You have to. But you can't talk nonsense with your mother. If you say the wrong thing, you can't blame me." Zhang Yaohua thought for a while, her eyes turned and she made a request.

"What can't you say?" Zhang Youping asked.

"This is not worth mentioning. If you say it, it won't work." Zhang Yaohua shook his head. This is not his disagreement. In fact, it is true. Sometimes, when you use magic, you need to ask someone else for a word. If you get it, everything will be effective. If you don't get that word, it will not work. Sometimes, if you do it, others cannot say the wrong thing. If you say the wrong thing, the effective thing will fail. Because the gods are listening to your words, and when you speak, the gods will take it as true. But this kind of words cannot be explained in advance, otherwise the gods will think you are making fun of him.

Zhang Youping grabbed his head, "If it doesn't work later, wouldn't you just say something casually, even if it's our responsibility."

"Why would you blame you if you don't talk nonsense? The key is to ask your mother not to talk nonsense. But I think it's hard. If you tell your mother not to talk nonsense, she will definitely be against you." Zhang Yaohua giggled, as if she saw the most interesting things in the world.

"Look at the fire in the stove. Remember your words, I can go to borrow a jar of roasted wine." Zhang Youping walked to the entrance of the yard, grabbed his head, and listened to a kid's words. Is it true? Don't make jokes at that time. But you have agreed with the little girl, so you can't ignore it. Zhang Youping gritted his teeth and walked towards the old house. He was embarrassed to borrow someone else's jar of wine. Instead, he went to the old house.

Liu Qiaoye carried a load of radishes, which were white, and looked like a carved white jade. The radishes behind the snow had no chaff or a spicy taste, and they tasted very refreshing. In this winter, they were as comfortable as ice cream.

"Where is your father?" Liu Qiaoye carried a load of radish into the corner of the kitchen. The radish was washed clean and there were a few ice flower droplets on it, which looked even more charming.

"My father went to borrow a wine jar. I will ask the ancestor to recite the mantra of the roasted wine later. The mantra of the wine jar will definitely not be able to hold it. I asked my father to borrow a few jars. I made a bet with my father, don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, I think that my father lost. Anyway, my father is in the same group as you." Zhang Yaohua was also worried that Liu Qiaoye would talk nonsense. He had recited the mantra of the roasted wine jar with the old Taoist master. If he invited the master, wine would keep flowing out of the pipe that came out of the wine. Just like the mountain spring water taken from the bamboo slips in Meizitang, it never dried up.

"Your father is getting back and forth as he lives, why are you blinded?" Liu Qiaoye was a little dissatisfied with the man, and at the same time rolled his eyes on the kid at home.

"Mom, I haven't tried it, how do you know that it's not possible? Remember, don't talk nonsense later." Zhang Yaohua warned.

"I'm back. Baby, you'd better not fool me, otherwise I'd like to have a little red flower on your butt." Zhang Youping took a jar of roasted wine in one hand and rushed away excitedly.

"Zhang Youping, you really have you. Your parents really treat you as a cub that they can't grow up. They actually lend you a jar of roasted wine." Liu Qiaoye was speechless.

"I'll tell them to prepare some medicinal wine." Zhang Youping smiled.

Liu Qiaoye couldn't smile bitterly either.

"Mom, remember, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Yaohua reminded him again.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll talk nonsense. I'll prepare a bamboo shoot (Miao bamboo shoot: bamboo branches)." Liu Qiaoye threatened, and actually walked into the yard and picked up a bamboo shoot. All the leaves on the bamboo branches fell out, and there were many tiny branches on the bamboo branches. The attack surface was actively wide, which made people feel very painful, but they were not afraid of hurting their skin. It was a must-have item for Mei Ziao to educate her baby girls as her parents.
Chapter completed!