After a lively night, the small courtyard finally became quiet. Zhang Biluo was writing a storybook under the lamp while waiting for Dabao, who was studying at night, to come back.

Erbao was still asleep and asked in a low voice: "Mom, are you still wearing the flowers I picked for you?"

Zhang Biluo wrote while writing: "My daughter respects me and is not willing to take it off until she sleeps."

Erbao hid his face in the quilt and snickered, then poked his head out again soon, "Mom, are Mr. Tang and Mr. Ji really not kidnappers?"

"The two of them?" Zhang Biluo put down his pen, "What do you think of Erbao?"

"They are just like the kidnappers written in the storybook, but they worked very hard tonight, and Erbao doesn't think they are kidnappers. Mom, I'm a little unhappy."

Erbao sighed after finishing speaking. Zhang Biluo was amused and asked, "You expect them to be bad guys?"

"That's right! Aren't our family members who are brave according to their age? The last letter was sent by my brother, and it will be my turn the second time. There is nothing going on today. When will I be able to become a brave person?

"

"It's not easy. Mom just happened to find another bastard. I'm going to take a break tomorrow. Mom, go and deliver the letter."

Erbao jumped up happily, "Really, then I won't be able to sleep."

Zhang Biluo pointed to the side, and Erbao covered his mouth with his little hands. Xiaobao slept soundly, only turned over and muttered: "Chun'er!"

Zhang Biluo burst out laughing, and Erbao said angrily: "Brother, you can say two words in total, the first is mother, the second is string, but you don't call me sister. Huh, it's because I don't deserve it."

"Then you teach him."

Erbao lay down angrily, "I've been taught, but I can't learn. I never said it once."

Xiaobao opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Erbao, and suddenly leaned in for a kiss, "Sister."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the second baby hugged the little baby with excitement, and the two children giggled with their heads on their heads.

Zhang Biluo smiled and said: "Go to bed quickly. If you get up late tomorrow morning, I will take your brother out."

Erbao, lie down quickly. This is an opportunity to be "brave" and you must seize it firmly.

The next day, Yan Beichen was reading in the courtyard when Tang Yan hurriedly came back from outside.

"Someone went to the county government today to play drums, and it was about kidnapping. Guess who they sued?"

"No need to guess, it's all written on your face."

Tang Yan laughed a few times, "Yes, it's Zhang Sanniang!"

Yan Beichen said lightly: "You are very happy that she was sued."

Tang Yan opened the fan and shouted loudly to the neighboring courtyard: "Zhang Sanniang, someone is accusing you of disregarding human ethics and selling your child!"

Zhang Biluo's voice came from next door, "Sue whatever you want, and whoever sues will be put in jail!"

Tang Yan sat down shaking his fan, "She was right. The Wu Xiucai who accused her was really held down by Xing Jing, and he was taken down immediately. Guess what? It turns out that someone reported today that Wu Xiucai had provided clues to the kidnapper, and Xing Jing was

I was going to get him, but I didn’t expect him to come to the door by himself.”

Yan Beichen put down the book in his hand and tapped the page twice with his index finger, "What do you think?"

Tang Yan smiled and shouted: "Zhang Sanniang, have you ever thought of selling your child?"

There was no movement in the courtyard next door, and Tang Yan was a little disappointed, "Why didn't she scold me anymore? She should have scolded me back?"

Yan Beichen felt helpless and said, "Did you know that Zhang Sanniang took Erbao out early this morning and lingered in front of the county government office for a quarter of an hour."

"So, Wu Xiucai was the one who reported Zhang Sanniang?" Tang Yan switched to a hand-held fan, "These two are quite funny. They were flirting with each other before, but now they both fall out."

Yan Beichen said again: "Dabao shot that slingshot at the county government office."

Tang Yan was stunned, "So..."

"She discovered the kidnapper's den and pretended to sell the child in exchange for the information."

Tang Yan stood up in a hurry. Even though he was a little impressed in his heart, he would never admit it on his face. He shouted to the next door again: "I don't dare to sell it even if I measure you! You are afraid that your husband's family will know!"

This time, Zhang Biluo spoke up, "Yun Niang, does your Tiedan have a bathtub?"

Li Yunniang's voice came from far away, "Yes, my husband-in-law beat him the year before last."

Zhang Biluo cried, "Oh, my life is too difficult. There is no one to give my child a bathtub."

"Mom! Don't cry! Dabao doesn't need a bathtub! Even in winter, just pour a bucket of cold water on it. I'm a pure man!"

After Dabao finished speaking, Zhang Biluo was dumbfounded and thought to himself: What a fool, my son has learned nothing from me, but the drama queen has learned a lot from him.

She counted silently in her mind: five, four, three...

"I'll buy you a bathtub!" Tang Yan couldn't bear it for three seconds.

Zhang Biluo said: "You are pretending to be a helping hand. We don't want it. The wooden planks will be delivered in a moment. As a woman, I can only bite the bullet and let Dabao cut the wooden planks..."

Two hours later, Tang Yan had two more big blood blisters on his hands, and another piece of his brocade robe was ruined.

Yan Beichen watched with cold eyes, fanning Tang Yan's folding fan in his hand.

"Come on! You are their father, and it is your turn to take the bath."

Yan Beichen smiled faintly, "You volunteered, who can blame you? This is my uncle's wish, you should do it yourself."

Only Tang Yan’s injured world has been achieved!

However, will Zhang Biluo leave Yan Beichen idle? That must not happen. She drew a cone with a ball on the top and handed the drawing to Yan Beichen, "Follow this drawing. The dimensions of the chess pieces have been marked."

, a total of sixty pieces. After finishing, color each group of ten pieces, and each group should be different."

Yan Beichen nodded, "I understand, there are six colors in total. What kind of chess is this?"

"checkers."

"Where's the chessboard?"

Zhang Biluo took out a piece of paper, Yan Beichen glanced at it and laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing? I drew it with my freehand. Of course it's not straight."

"This chess is interesting, but I have never seen anyone else play it."

Zhang Biluo talked nonsense, "My mother's family is in business, this is an imported product, not everyone has seen it."

Yan Beichen nodded, "After I finish making the chess pieces, I will then saw a piece of wood and draw the chess board so that it lasts longer."

Zhang Biluo is very satisfied with this kind of person who has a bright eye and takes the initiative to take over the work.

"What other chess skills do you know?"

Zhang Biluo looked at the first checker piece born under Yan Beichen's knife and said, "I think your carving skills are quite good. After you finish the checkers, you can carve a set of beast fighting chess pieces for me."

At the end of the day, Tang Yan was so tired that he almost cried, "That woman did it on purpose!"

Yan Beichen nodded, "Isn't this obvious?"

"Are we just going to tolerate this?"

"Aren't you enjoying it?"

"Why can you just use a knife, but I have to use a long saw? After sawing the board, I have to hoop the barrel, and after hooping, I have to paint!"

Yan Beichen smiled and said, "When you return to Beijing, you should have been trained by Zhang Sanniang to become a good carpenter."

"Don't change the subject. Please tell me why our jobs are different?"

"This is the difference between active and passive. If you are led by her, it will naturally be hard work."

Tang Yan didn't have a fan at hand, so he slapped his thigh and said, "I understand! I will take the initiative to grab the job tomorrow!"

Yan Beichen couldn't stand it, so he handed over the brochure on the small table, "You haven't read it yet, have you?"

Tang Yan turned away in disgust, "Can I read the article written by that woman?"

"This is the fourth episode of "The Slave Catchers", and I'm currently watching it. In two days, the fifth episode should be released."

"Yan Beichen, you are becoming less and less picky. A cat that can throw throwing knives, doesn't it look good?"

Yan Beichen took back the book, opened a page and read: "The mouse ran away with his life. Yan Fei raised his hand, and a ray of silver light flew out, hitting the mouse's head, and his ears were cut off. Although he escaped by chance.

, but from then on it got a nickname: One Ear."

"Wait, what's that cat's name?"

"General Yan Fei, the Yan of Yan Long City, the flying general of Long City Flying General."

"Is this name used to coax Dabao?"

"That's not true. Zhang Sanniang herself revealed that Yan Fei will be taken by Dabao."

Tang Yan couldn't sit still immediately, "What a name for Dabao! My nephew is really one of the best among people! No, I have to buy dozens of sets and return to Beijing to give them to my relatives and friends."

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