He still has a steaming bowl in his hand.
Jia Lin didn’t expect to wait for his father’s words. Jia Lin looked back with a passive-aggressive expression. "Dad, why haven’t you slept yet?"
"Hum, are you an unfilial son here? Is my old man asleep?" Master Jia didn’t good the spirit back to Jia Lin, and then came into the living room with steaming things in his hands.
"Old man, what is your hand with something? How do I smell a smell of ginger? "Zhang Ting put his head in front of Master Jia and sniffed it.
Master Jia put his hand bowl on the table with a red face, which was too strong and spilled a little.
Looking at the yellow water and the smell of ginger floating in the air, Zhang Ting knew that this bowl was really ginger soup.
"What are you looking at? Don’t drink it quickly. Do you want to get sick?" Master Jia saw his son secretly looking over here and caught him. You’re welcome to scold him.
Jia Lin let his own father shout his hands so that he picked up the bowl that Master Jia had just put on the table.
Smell the taste of this bowl, hold your nose with one hand and pour the ginger soup into your mouth.
I drank too much and coughed several times.
"It’s stupid that such an adult can’t even drink a ginger soup. How can my old man Jia be so stupid as you?" Master Jia saw a flash of contempt in Cough’s eyes.
Jia Lin blushed after coughing, secretly glanced at Master Jia’s side and muttered, "No matter how stupid I am, you will have children."
"Smelly little what are you talking about? Try it again." Master Jia was about to go out with a bowl and suddenly turned to Jia Lin and asked.
Chapter 559 Heart disease!
Jia Lin was scared and coughed a few times. He replied hesitantly, "I didn’t say anything. You heard me wrong."
Master Jia glanced at the son with a skeptical expression and turned away from the living room with the bowl.
Jia Lin and other Jia masters breathed a sigh of relief.
Jia Lin wiped his forehead with a cold sweat when he heard a joke around him. He didn’t know if the sweat was scared or if he had just drunk ginger soup.
"Sister husband, you two are really not helpful enough to look at me and be scolded so badly by my dad that you don’t take a bite for me." Jia Lin looked at Zhang Ting and Hao Ren with a face of complaining expression.
"Eldest brother, this isn’t my thing. It’s what you did that angered michel platini. If I helped you, wouldn’t you bring me in? I’m not that stupid." Zhang Ting told Jia Lin with a sly smile on her face.
Jia Lin snorted after hearing Zhang Ting’s words.
"You don’t want charcoal, do you?" Just then Hao Ren’s threatening words floated into Jia Lin’s ear.
Jia Linchao Hao Ren looked over here with an angry face and pointed to Zhang Ting and Hao Ren. "You two actually ganged up to bully me."
"You think too much. Well, I won’t chat with you. We’ll talk about charcoal later. Let’s go to rest first." Zhang Ting yawned.
If it weren’t for this Jia Lin, now she and Hao Ren are both lying in bed and sleeping soundly, where is it necessary to blow cold air here and talk?
"Well, let’s talk about this later. My room hasn’t changed, right?" Jia Lin looked at Zhang Ting and asked.
Going to the door, Zhang Ting turned around and replied, "Your room is still there. Go find it yourself."
The couple soon disappeared outside the living room.
It was a cold wind blowing outside that night, but it was so warm for Jia Lin that he didn’t get up once a night.
On the vertical day, Jia Lin yawned just in time for the Hao family to have dinner in the morning.
As soon as I walked into the dining room, smelling the smell of Hao’s meal, Jia Linjue felt that his nose was not enough.
"Sister, it smells so sweet here in the morning. What is this? It smells so good. Give me a bowl, too." Jia Lima found a chair and sat down.
"Pa" Jia Lin reached to the middle of his hand and was hit by manpower.
"Dad, what are you doing hitting me? It hurts me to death." Jia Lin touched his hand and looked at his father with a face of injustice.
"It’s good that I didn’t kill you. How did I teach you gauge gauge gauge before?" Master Jia stared at Jia Lin and scolded him.
Jia Lin’s neck shrank and slowly picked up his right-hand chopsticks. This time, he didn’t get beaten by his own father again.
After breakfast, Jia Lin couldn’t wait to drag Zhang Ting to the living room and then talk about half the things they talked about last night.
"Sister, let’s talk about last night." Jia Lin told Zhang Ting while pouring tea.
"Don’t talk" Zhang Ting took a sip of his tea and looked at him with a smile.
Jia Lin a listen to Zhang Ting this sentence eyes a stare "sister, what do you mean by this sentence? You don’t want to go back on our word again, do you? You promised me last night that you would help me?"
"Why are you so excited? I didn’t say I wouldn’t help you. I mean, if you want charcoal, it’s no problem. Send someone to pull it." Zhang Ting gave Jia Lin a dirty look.
Jia Lin’s face crossed an embarrassed expression. "So that’s it, sister. Why didn’t you make things clear just now?"
"Do I know you sometimes? You yell at me as soon as I finish talking." Zhang Ting shouted at him.
Jia Lin’s neck shrank, but the thought that he could sell charcoal made him happy again, and he felt that it was no big deal for his sister to scold him once or twice.
On the same day, Hao Ren called Hao Qingshan to go to the mountain and cut down twenty trees.
Fortunately, in this ancient time, there was nothing to go to jail for chopping down trees, otherwise, according to Zhang Ting, they would have put them in jail long ago.
Busy all night, the next day, Jia Lin took a few people to come over and give back the charcoal made last night to the city.
In the twenties, Lord Hong also came to the Hao family for the New Year.
Princess Hong looked at her son and her husband by her side, and her smile never disappeared these days.
Some people are happy, others are sad.
Mrs. Liu looked at her friends and relatives who were reunited and looked at herself. After two days, Mrs. Liu was out of order and fell ill.
Liu Jiaheng’s children no longer went out to play with Xiaokang when they saw that their grandfather was ill. They stayed with Mrs. Liu in Hao’s house almost these days.
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"Old man, what do you think of Mrs. Liu’s illness?" Zhang Ting looked at sitting opposite his drinking fruit wine jia master asked.
"What do you think of him? Didn’t you just take his pulse?" Master Jia didn’t have a horse to answer this sentence from Zhang Ting.
"I don’t think there is anything wrong with him. It should be a heart disease. His pulse is no different from that of a normal person, don’t you think?" Zhang Ting touched himself and told Master Jia the result in front of him.