Chapter 80

Zhao Chun is a very quiet person. Compared with Zhao Han, who is flamboyant and unrestrained, he is more like a piece of wood, without any sense of heaviness.

At this time, he stood quietly opposite Zhao Fugui, with a calm face, and he didn't seem to have any expectations for what Zhao Fugui would say next.

Seeing Zhao Chun's appearance, Zhao Fugui couldn't help but slammed the crutch in his hand to the ground, as if he hated iron but not steel, but before Zhao Chun could say anything, he suddenly sighed: "You're so good He has a good personality and can keep secrets." As he spoke, Zhao Fugui carefully took out a thin cloth bag from his bosom, and under Zhao Chun's puzzled eyes, he put the bag in Zhao Chun's pocket. In his hand: "You take this thing. This is a treasure handed down from several generations of our Zhao family. You may not know that our ancestors were famous masons. Back then, our ancestors were arrested to repair the imperial tomb. When it was about to be completed, in order to seal off all news and prevent people from robbing the tomb, all the craftsmen involved in the construction were given medicine. The ancestors were careful and dug a hole in advance before escaping. As for the cloth bag I don't know what it is, but, father's health is getting worse and worse, from now on, you will put it away and dispose of it as you like. But, you must not tell outsiders."

After Zhao Fugui said this, even Bai Jin, who was peeking at him from a distance, noticed it. He seemed to have aged ten years overnight. He was only 50 years old, and his body had already slumped.

"Let me do what I want?" Just as Zhao Fugui was about to go out, Zhao Chun suddenly asked again.

Zhao Fugui nodded.

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It wasn't until the figures of the two walked out that Bai Jin let go of the hand covering the little guy's mouth.

The little guy didn't say a word, hurriedly finished his meal, and then dragged Bai Jin out.

"Mother, do you want to tell Dad?" Xiao Jiu held Bai Jin's hand, rolling her big eyes, very tangled.He obviously wanted to tell his father, but he still asked Bai Jin for instructions first, which made Bai Jin's heart warm.

"Go find your father and come here, just say that I have a sprained ankle, and ask him to carry me home to get medicine." Bai Jin made a random excuse, and then leaned idly on the big rock at the door.

In fact, in her opinion, it is useless to tell Zhao Han about this matter. According to Zhao Fugui, the things in the cloth bag are probably maps or treasures.If it's safe, if it gets out, this thing is bound to bring disaster.But according to Zhao Chun's personality, there are nine out of ten chances that he will destroy this thing...

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Zhao Han was being dragged to talk by some old people in the clan. These old people could be regarded as watching him grow up, and what they talked about was nothing more than turning back to the shore, restraining his temper and so on.

Just when Zhao Han was very impatient, a chubby little figure ran over humming.The little paw rested on his knee, and hurriedly said in a childish voice, "Daddy, my mother has sprained her ankle. I want you to carry her home!"

"Troublemaker, you won't be able to settle down for a day!" Zhao Han said, hugging his son, and said to a group of old people: "Several elders, the mother-in-law at home is disobedient, I have to go back and clean up."

With that said, he strode out.

Zhao Han was looking for Bai Jin with his son in his arms, but when he reached the gate of the courtyard, he heard a few village women sneering and sarcastic voices from a distance: "I heard that there is a big scar on this face, right? Is it disfigured?" Wearing this kind of skirt that only people in the city wear, do you really think you are the eldest lady in the city?"

"That's right, little fox|fine."

"Didn't you sprain your ankle? Come up." Zhao Han didn't get mad this time, he put Xiao Jiu down and squatted down in front of Bai Jin.

Looking at the broad back, Bai Jin climbed up without saying a word.

"They scolded me, but you didn't help me." Seeing that Zhao Han didn't speak, she swung her legs and moaned.

"Are you still scolding me? Should I be poisonous and dumb to you?" Zhao Han turned his head back, but Bai Jin's head was originally lying on the right side of his neck. With Zhao Han's head on this side, their lips Unexpectedly, they touched each other.

(End of this chapter)

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