Chapter 30: The foreign language of the study

"Hey....." Little black licked his tongue and turned his body.
Bent down from the body, and when Meng Meng sat up, the little black scorpion marched forward, twisting and twisting, but there was no sprouting on the side, causing a burst of laughter.
Zhang Han smiled slightly and smiled. His eyes were very soft. Isn't this life that he always yearns for?
After watching it for a while, Zhang Han began to work.
In the transplanting, the seedlings are inserted in the paddy field.
Zhang Han is also a gun for planting crops. He knows the flow of a set of operations. He also knows that the density of high-quality rice is about 30 cm X 20 cm.
Then Zhang Han estimated the distance and inserted the seedlings one by one.
Two hours later, the paddy field has been filled with seedlings. I have to say that the seller has specialized in the industry. After asking about the size of Zhang Han, the goods are just good. Only four or five will be filled with a paddy field.
After finishing these, the time also came to one o'clock in the afternoon.
Meng Meng is energetic and still running around with Xiao He on the grass.

Meng Meng, let’s go have lunch first, and come back after dinner.

Zhang Han washed his feet in the water in the water field and looked at himself. He suddenly laughed and laughed.
This is really forgotten one thing. It is necessary to change a dress for doing farm work, but think of Zhang Han shaking his head slightly, it seems that he does not have clothes for farm work.
"Hey, amount, what are we going to eat? Meng Meng is not hungry yet."
Even if Meng Meng is already full of sweat, but still not enough to play with Xiao Hei.
I have to say that Xiao Hei is really a senior companion, and Meng Meng is crazy. When Meng Meng falls, she squats and rushes over as a meat pad. Even then Meng Meng always deliberately falls two times, or chasing. Not falling on the black when falling.
It’s really a glimpse of Xiaohe’s, but it’s also very fond of playing with the little master.
"Go, Dad takes you to eat Western food."
Zhang Han simply packed up, walked over and picked up Meng Meng and said with a smile.
"Western food, oh... Ok, then, then we will come back to play after dinner?" Meng Meng's nodded nodded and asked again.
"Well, come back to play after dinner." Zhang Han smiled and kissed his face.
"Oh, it’s all saliva." Meng Meng stretched out her small palm and scratched her face gently.
In fact, this is the sweat of Meng Meng, who is kissed by Zhang Han, sweat sticks to the skin, and it feels itchy.
"Meng Meng actually disliked Dad, and my father was so upset." Zhang Han licked his mouth, making a sad expression.
"Well, I don't want to give up, Meng Meng doesn't disappoint." Meng Meng saw, quickly rushed his cherry mouth and pasted a few mouths on Zhang Han's face: "What? I am abandoning it."
"Ha ha ha..."
Zhang Han opened his mouth and laughed. He felt that since he had a little princess, it seemed to hang a round of sunrise in the long dark night, and the whole world would be bright.
And this darkness is like the negative emotions of Zhang Han’s five hundred years of loneliness and emptiness, and Meng Meng is the round of sunrise that softens his heart.
Twenty minutes by car, I went to a western restaurant called Bombana in Xinyuewan. I walked into it and decorated it beautifully. Even the service staff were tall women from abroad.

Hellosir, WelcometoBombana, MayIhaveamealfortwopeople? (Hello, welcome to the restaurant, is there two people to eat?)

A beautiful waitress greeted with a fluent English.
"What do you say? Can you speak Chinese?" Zhang Han asked.
His English level is also three and a half, and the slower or simple sentence Zhang Han can understand, but the speed of the conversation is somewhat incomprehensible.
Coincidentally, at this time, two local middle-aged men passed by. After they heard Zhang Han’s words, they looked at Zhang Han’s eyes with a hint of ridicule.
"At first glance, it is a mainlander. This is a special restaurant in English. Even if you don't understand the rules, you can do it. It is something that the mainlanders can do." One of the middle-aged people said in English and his companions.
"It's a shame." His companion also muttered in English.
The two felt that Zhang Han couldn't understand, and said that the unscrupulous, the beautiful waiter who heard it all heard it clearly, just smiled.
Zhang Han didn't understand, but the little guy in his arms understood!
Meng Meng's face was angry, pointing at the two men, using the milky but fluent English voice:
"Youdon’tbarkinfrontoftheantdeity (you don’t want to lick the ant in front of the deity!)"
As soon as the words fell, the two men’s expressions were stiff and some blushing quickly left.
When people say bad things are heard, this is not a good thing after all, and they are local children who think that they can speak English children. It is a child of higher education who will have a high look.
"What happened?" Zhang Hanwei asked with a smile.
"They are bad, bad guys, they say bad things..." Meng Meng whispered with Zhang Han to learn the words of the two.
Zhang Han touched the head of Meng Meng, smiled faintly and said:
"Meng Meng, they, how to self-seeing the high is also an ant, don't bother, let's go to eat, it's really amazing, English is so good, it's all about sprouting outside."

Really?
Meng Meng heard that she was happy again, and felt that it was a great time to play in front of her.
"Of course, Meng Meng is the most powerful." Zhang Han smiled and scraped the cute little face.
The little princess giggled, and finally, under the translation of Meng Meng, Zhang Han succeeded in ordering a more delicious Western food.
When eating western food, Zhang Tian’s heart is already pondering. It seems that I have to take some time to learn other languages ​​recently.
What English, German, French, Ouba, ah buy a dish, a library and a library, all through to learn.
How can the district language be the famous Hanyang Xianjun?
After the meal, Zhang Han returned to Xinyue Mountain with Meng Meng.
Meng Meng continued to play with Xiao Hei on the grass, and Zhang Han began to grow crops such as wheat.
The wheat is planted on a flat surface. The soil is swept back and forth with tools, and the seeds are covered. The corn and soybeans require furrows and the seeds are planted in the raised areas.
On the Xinyue Mountain, Zhang Hangan's farm work, Meng Meng and Xiao Hei played side by side, making this paradise linger in a warm atmosphere.
Dynasty Entertainment Company, Ziyan's office.
"Sister." Zhou Fei came in from the outside and sighed with relief and said:
"The old witch gave you some face, although the team that shoots the MV is not very good, but the good is also arranged, and the final refinement of the song is also made."
"Then we went to the studio, and when we recorded the songs in the past few days, we went to shoot the MV." Ziqi stood up and said.
"Sister, don't worry so much? You are very tired these days, is it better to rest this afternoon?" Zhou Fei raised an eyebrow.
"No, time is not so abundant. I heard that Xu Ruoyu is already catching up with the MV. The filming of the MV is still post-production and publicity. There is not much time, and I want to finish it soon, so I can accompany it." Shake his head slightly.
"That's okay." Zhou Fei sighed and agreed. The tone was: "It's a good time to stay with you. Otherwise, the little girl with no conscience is afraid to be taken away by Zhang Han. You see today. Don't let Meng Meng go out, that Zhang Hanli doesn't care, just take people away, so that's got it?"
"Hey!" Zi Yan took the lead and walked out. He whispered on the way. He said, "I will talk to him at night. I will be anti-customer in a few days, dreaming!"
"Dream! Hey, the old lady gave him out at night!" Zhou Fei always looked at the excitement and was not too big. When she heard the purple, she smiled.
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On the other hand, the viewing property of the New Moon Bay Huamei Community is in a 22-story room.
Xue Qiang was sitting in front of the window with a tired face. There were Ruio cocktails on the table next to him. There were more than a dozen bottles in total. Now there are already six empty bottles, and Xue Qian’s face is also full of drunkenness.
"Old Xue, don't get angry, we have only thought about other ways. We just have to cancel all the endorsements. You have time, you can make an album. Music is not your dream." A man with a face of nearly thirty years old sighed.
Xue Qian did not answer, looked at the coast outside the window, and drank a big sip of wine again, sighed.
The square-faced man sighed at him, and he sighed with a sigh, and it was not easy for him to feel it.
Xue Qian is a popular male singer with many fans. His representative songs include: ugly, strange, a few miles, animal world, etc., which are deeply loved by people. In the past two years, he has repeatedly participated in variety shows, which is popular and is called variety. Prince, but in the past month, there has been a hard-hitting thing for him.
It took a year to break up with my ex-girlfriend. It was separated by many factors, but a month ago, the ex-girlfriend broke the emotional disputes.
These disputes are not paid attention to by ordinary couples, but he is a popular male star, and the information released is not good for him, so his label is defined as 'slag man' in an instant. .
In one month, all the variety shows, commercial performances and endorsements were cancelled.
Seeing that Xue Qiang can only use wine to get drunk, the agent’s face-faced man said with some indignation:
Old Xue, that woman is too much, what are these things? I really don’t understand, is she saying everything? Is it right? The indiscriminate reports of the media are too much. I think we are going to sue them?"
Xue Qiang heard a sigh of relief, sighed after blowing a bottle of wine, saying:
"Love is right or wrong!"
"Hey, old Xue." The square-faced man smiled and said: "You are too stubborn and too weak in this respect. If you want to change me, how can you endure for a month? I have already fought back! Mom, men and women, peace. Isn't it a good breakup? Why is it that women are so old and dead?"
"Well, Li Fan, I will not continue to sink. I will release some information this evening, and the concert on the 15th Linhai City will be held as scheduled. I will make a few new songs. Li Fan, you will also help to see if there is Did not deliver a better song." Xue Qian stood up and said calmly.
"What?" Li Fan first was a glimpse, then he overjoyed and nodded.