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Chapter 44 Sweet Home

"Okay... Grandpa. Don't you care if I come back? Don't you ask about my life?" Zhao Bi squeezed his smile.

"Yes, how are you doing? Recently? Are you enough money? If you don't have enough, just work two more jobs. You know, your family is struggling..." Zhang Meili muttered.

The other three followed by perfunctory concern.

Zhao Bi wanted to speak but stopped. Isn’t this society not a little warm?

He said no fuck.

"My mom and dad, have you finished eating?" After a while, Zhang Meili asked her grandparents.

"Okay." The two old men spoke in unison.

"Go and go, wash your hands and set the table quickly." Zhang Meili stared at Dad Zhao and knocked down the chicken legs in his hand with the words "cut off".

Dad Zhao stood up a little depressed.

Five minutes later, a square mahjong table was already arranged, and Zhao Bi's four elders were already rubbing happily.

He was left alone on the dining table, a bowl of porridge, a plate of rapeseed, and of course, half of the chicken leg left by Dad Zhao. After hesitating for a while, Zhao Bi finally put it into the bowl.

Looking at the noisy mahjong table, Zhao Bi fell into deep thought again.

Our family has a lot of knowledge, and a hundred years ago, it was also a top-notch family!

Zhao Bi has heard this sentence since he was a child.

According to his father Zhao Yu, the Zhao family's medical skills were passed down from family. A hundred years ago, his ancestors had passed the pulse of Cixi, and were famous all over the world. They were known as the gynecologist master. They were extremely brilliant!

Of course, Zhao Bi felt that his father was bragging.

This is not his perception.

As I remember, his grandfather was either dead or injured when he took action, and those who dared to see him were all first-class women.

His father even claimed to have been well-educated in medical books for twenty years. When he came out of the mountain, he treated a girl with irregular menstruation for the first time after his first visit.

This is probably how my family is falling...

Even Zhao Bi felt that the four generations of his family had passed down alone. Is it because of this fatal medical technique?

The frustrated father named Zhao Bi on the day Zhao Bi was born, which means Zhao Family Bi Stone.

I thought that Zhao Bi could shine on his family in the future.

Of course, Zhao Bi, who has a full understanding, has now embarked on a completely opposite path.

My mother Zhang Meili is as famous as her name. Although she is over forty years old, she is still open and open, like a young and beautiful girl.

My amazing posture is basically inherited from Zhang Meili.

His grandmother was even more exaggerated. It is said that she was a flower in the past, and countless people were catching relatives. Even now, the appearance of the falling geese in the past can be seen between her eyebrows.

Based on the beauty of his mother and grandmother, there is a problem that has bothered Zhao Bi for many years. How did his father and grandfather, these two "quack doctors" who failed in their careers, marry such a wife?

Is it just that simple because of being handsome?

Zhao Bi glanced at her grandmother wearing a cheongsam, and the word "elegance" can be said to run through her life.

"Six Breads!" Zhang Meili fed a card.

"It's so messy!" The elegant Grandma Zhao pushed down the mahjong on the table with a ferocious face: "Give money, hahaha."

Zhang Meili patted her head, counted out some cash and handed it over with some annoyance.

“…”

Zhao Bi silently packed up the dishes.

Just...it's hard to describe, it's really a sweet home.

Zhao Bi has no answer to what kind of state the most suitable way to get along with a family is because this is how his family has been since childhood.

He always feels that his family atmosphere is different from others. It is precisely because of this that he has become excessively independent from childhood to adulthood.

However, he never doubted that he was not his biological child, because he could sincerely feel the love from the surroundings. This is a kind of blood-soluble family affection that makes people feel free from the slightest barrier.

The guest at the door interrupted Zhao Bi's thoughts and looked at the indifferent family. Zhao Bi quickly greeted him, took the guest's prescription and skillfully took the medicine on the medicine cabinet, called the medicine, and prepared the medicine.

The nose smelled the faint fragrance of medicine, the mouth explained the guests' doubts, and the ears listened to the hustle and bustle on the mahjong table. But there was a warm feeling in my heart.

Because Zhang Meili's temples have not yet grown white hair, her grandparents have not yet been completely hunched, and they can even act like cheating while playing mahjong.

Life is full of hope for Zhao Bi at this moment. No matter when, he is willing to continue to love it so much.

After these waves of guests left, Zhao Bi carefully packed the dining table and walked towards his bedroom upstairs.

The bedroom is not big and the size is quite small.

There are bookshelfs, and there are books on them, both ancient and modern, both at home and abroad.

There is a desk, and there are all four treasures of pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk.

There are musical instruments, a jade flute hanging on the head of the bed, and a guzheng on the side of the bed.

There is an incense burner, and sandalwood is rising.

There is a balcony, and there are flower and bird tea tables on the balcony.

The breeze blew, the door curtains shaking, the bedroom was spotless, and it was obvious that someone cleaned it frequently.

The equipment is very complete, and it can be seen that the owner of the house is a very tasteful person.

Of course, all this is an illusion. Zhao Bi only knows guitar in musical instruments, Zhao Bi only knows four characters in calligraphy, and he doesn’t read books. At most, the breeze will be turned over.

The reason why the house is like this is all due to Zhang Meili.

In Meili's words, you may not understand, but you must be able to pretend to understand, and you must let others know that you understand. Zhang Meili is determined to make Zhao Bi the child of someone else's family from an early age.

At first, Zhao Bi was unwilling to do so, and he should be honest. Later, Zhang Meili said that he would no longer stop him from playing the Little Ba Wang learning machine, and he would play whatever he liked.

Zhao Bicai tearfully accepted the character design created for him by beauty.

From the moment, the packaging is still very successful.

Every time relatives and friends come to visit, Meili will always bring them to Zhao Bi's house for a walk. Then... lose herself in the praises.

On a mother's self-cultivation.

Zhao Bi flipped through all the objects in the bedroom one by one, full of memories before the age of eighteen. It was not until the night fell that he sat on the chair on the balcony with unfulfilled feelings.

The atmosphere of rapid development has now revealed its glory, and the entire city center of Rongcheng is being expanded and built everywhere. From a future perspective, if he just sells a few houses, he will be free of food and clothing in the second half of his life, because the housing prices in this area will increase twenty times in twenty years.

“Meow.”

A kitten suddenly jumped into Zhao Bi's eyes and jumped gently into his arms.

Two little jios with flesh supported themselves, tilted their heads and blinked their eyes at Zhao Bi.

This is a milky white angel with short cheeks, round cheeks, bright eyes, extremely cute. Zhang Meili raised it and is called Xiaoju.

Zhao Bi remembered it very clearly because this kitten spent his whole life at his house. He rubbed this short English with pity, the cat's hair was soft and the touch was excellent.

It was because of Xiaoju that Zhao Bi fell in love with the cat. Later, when he was working hard outside, he also kept a cat.

He also took a tizzy joke on the cat he raised, and the number of likes was extremely high.

The title is as follows: What will happen when a cat knows that she has drunk cat shit coffee?
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