Vol 2 Chapter 783: This Miao Fei Miao

Zhang Guoqing put down his son and asked him to stand behind him, while he took out a dagger, knelt down and looked at it, and cut the seal.
The little Ping An behind him clenched his fists, padded his feet, craned his neck to watch his movements, and whispered, "Be careful that there is poison in it, and there are mechanisms!"
If it were not for the wrong timing, Zhang Guoqing really wanted to ask his son what books he had read in the past two years? How do you know all these side stances?
However, he really stood up and took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, folded it in two layers, and wrapped it around his fingers. Re-open the box carefully again.
Lifting up a children's book above and about to take it out, suddenly Zhang Guoqing's pupils shrank, and he quickly covered it with a "pop".
Ping An didn't see what was inside, but sensitively realized that his father was nervous just now. He turned his head and looked around, then tugged at the corner of his father's clothes.
Zhang Guoqing exhaled, took off his handkerchief and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and patted his son: "It's not dangerous, it's not convenient here. Go back and talk about it."
Ping An was held in his arms again by his father and looked at the front in confusion, "Aren't we going home first?"
"I'm not sure if anyone is staring at our house secretly? For safety's sake, everything is as usual. I have to buy something for cover."
Hearing what Zhang Guoqing said in a low voice, Ping An solemnly squeezed his dad's shoulder, and immediately showed an innocent smile on his face.
The father and son went to the mall to buy a package of milk powder, and then went to a store specializing in straw hats, dustpans, bamboo baskets, and bamboo baskets to buy a few things.
More than an hour later, in the study of the East Wing, Zhang Guoqing looked at his son on the Kang: "How do you feel?"
"Interesting."
"Then you are optimistic, what shall I do next."
Zhang Guoqing took out a pair of medical gloves from the drawer and opened the carton again.
This time Ping An finally sees clearly what makes his dad nervous? A magazine he likes, a letter, and boxes full of tickets of their respective colors and brand new ten-dollar bills.
"father?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Guoqing nodded. Without the urging of his son, he had already taken out a letter from the envelope.
There are only a few words: This Miao Feimiao.
"Dad, there is still inside."
Zhang Guoqing, who was startled, woke up immediately, and then poured out the contents of the envelope. A Hong Kong-made silver coin with a portrait of the queen, a franc, and a small key.
Zhang Guoqing grabbed it, looked at it, smelled it, and put it in the box.
"Dad, this is for my grandma, right?"
"So smart! Can you cooperate with Dad to help grandma away, let your mother take a look first?"
Ping An enthusiastically nodded his head again and again: "You wait two minutes for me, and you will be done soon. But you have to tell what is going on?"
"Okay, be careful."
Supporting Aunt Sun, Zhang Guoqing carried the small cardboard box into the bedroom.
"This is?" Zhou Jiao looked at him suspiciously.
Zhang Guoqing gave a brief explanation on how to get this small carton.
Zhou Jiao sighed faintly on the letter paper after listening, "My blood is complicated."
These words made Zhang Guoqing's mouth bend a big arc.
"Your mother-in-law is really a goddess! She has to lose her skin for another person. Why is she so destined to catch my dad and give birth to such a good girl like me?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled and shook his head. It's not! It was a blunder that this father, Lin, preferred the eldest daughter, so that she would have no worries and waited for 17 years, otherwise, how would she get her father-in-law to take good care of her?
Therefore, it is not a strange thing that his mother-in-law always misses Old Man Lin. No matter how silly and white, people can feel that without her, this dad is holding on behind, he has long been swallowed with only a layer of skin.
"Tsk tusk, really good intentions!" Zhou Jiao looked at the small key in her hand, "it seems like our father and daughter have never seen money."
Zhou Guoqing smiled and said, "No evil intentions will do."
"I hate to play with hints, I'm too lazy to bother with it, so I can give it to my parents at night." Zhou Jiaoman casually dropped the things in her hand and leaned back on the kang.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Guoqing hurriedly sealed the box and placed it in the cabinet. He didn't want his wife to bother. I heard the old husband say in private that the three sons of the Miao family would look for a sister after their father's last words.
Sure enough, his father-in-law had guessed it, and the big movement of the old wife Lin still attracted the attention of the Miao family.
When night fell, Zhang Guoqing found a space, avoided outsiders, called his mother-in-law, and took a small cardboard box to the study in the main room.
Lin Lishan walked with him and said, "What do you think about the room next to Ping An? I plan to change the twins to Aunt Grandson. You are not at home in the future, and she is taking the children in the side room, so I don't worry."
"Will it affect your rest with my dad? Don't you worry about letting Aunt Chen be with her."
"No, how well-behaved our three little guys are. When did you see them crying loudly on June 15th? Your aunt said that she has brought so many children, she has never seen such a carefree little guy."
Zhang Guoqing thought of his son, with a dazzling smile on his face: "Ping'an was also the case. Feeding every three hours, as long as the diaper is clean, he doesn't need anyone to take care of him."
"The children follow Jiaojiao. Our family Jiaojiao was very well-behaved when she was born..."
For whomever?
Zhang Guoqing smiled. His mother said last time that her son will follow her, which is really impossible to argue. Just like Ping An looks much like himself, but his old husband can always find Zhou Jiao's shadow in his son.
Zhou Xiaozheng in the study looked up and saw them come in, raised his eyebrows~EbookFREE.me~ put down his handwriting: "Did Jiaojiao have supper?"
"Yeah." Zhang Guoqing nodded, and put the small cardboard box on the desk, "Dad, look at the contents and tell you how to get it to me later."
When Zhou Xiaozheng saw his son-in-law motioned to him to look first, and then saw that he deliberately pulled his mother-in-law to sit away, a light flashed in his eyes. Since I brought her in with me, then...
Lin Lishan looked at the small carton curiously: "What's in it? Who gave it? Haven't the children passed the full moon? Why are there still?"
Zhang Guoqing poured a glass of warm water for her, "It's hard to say a word. Wait until Dad reads, and see what he says." He really can't answer so many questions, and it depends on how the old husband decides.
Zhou Xiaozheng didn't watch it for long. Just like Zhou Jiao before, I had read the contents of the envelope, but I didn't pay attention to the cash and tickets.
After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and looked at his son-in-law: "Tell your mother how to get to you."
Zhang Guoqing knew what he meant when he heard the words, but he didn't intend to hide it from his mother-in-law. He nodded and started talking about going out with Ping An today...
Hearing the son-in-law said that he had bought some bamboo baskets in a big circle, Zhou Xiaozheng smiled. This kid is cautious!
When he finished speaking, Zhou Xiaozheng stood up and carried the small box to the coffee table, and signaled his wife to read the letter first: "Don't ask in a hurry, read it before you talk."
Lin Lishan looked at both Weng and Son with a confused look, and nodded her nose with her finger: "Me? Is this someone planning to give it to me?"
Zhang Guoqing stretched out his hand and handed the letter to her: "Mom, you will understand when you read it."
Can you understand it? After reading a few things in the envelope, Lin Lishan thought about the four words, but still didn't understand.
This Miao Feimiao, she understands this. But this is money and a small key to the safe, and it doesn't seem to be to expose one's life experience, or to threaten oneself...