Godly Stay-Home Dad

“Hey? Where are you planting this rice?”

The master in charge of processing picked up a rice and looked carefully.

The more I saw it, the more I was shocked. The rice sold was very good.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

The processing master has been working in the factory for many years. He has processed a lot of rice and has seen good finished products, but he has never seen rice that is so full.

The rice ears are golden yellow, and the rice grains above are one by one. They are very regular, and even if they are not processed, they can smell a faint rice scent, which is somewhat strange for the master.

After Zhang Han heard the words, he shook his head slightly and did not reply.

“Is this Daoxiangxiang No. 2?” the master asked in amazement.

"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded.

"Hey, I was the first time I saw such a good rice, and it was so good." The processing master sighed and started to operate the machine.

However, after processing, a grain of white round rice is processed, and the faint intoxicating rice fragrance makes the heart of the processing master even more shocked.

"How could it be so fragrant? If it is cooked, how fragrant it is? This rice is absolutely perfect!" The processing master looked at a grain of rice and was full of praise.

The processed rice is packed in two bags, a bag of about sixty pounds.

"What are these two bags?" Zhang Han pointed to the two bags of powdery things next to him.

"This is the processed rice bran, which can be used as a feed for livestock." The processing master smiled slightly.

"I don't want this rice glutinous rice, you can handle it, how much processing cost?" Zhang Han said casually.

"You gave two bags of rice bran, and the processing fee is even." The processing master smiled and waved his hand.

There are so few processed rice, and it doesn't cost a few dollars.

"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded slightly and took the rice out.

Back at the restaurant, Zhang Han put the rice in the locker. It’s less than four o'clock. It’s not the time to finish the meal. Zhang Han sat for a while and suddenly remembered that he had to bring Meng Meng to see the society. Realistic face.

I almost forgot this thing!

Indulging in a half-sound, Zhang Han had an idea. I remember that I saw a few days ago on the news of the website. In the high-end clothing stores, some waiters would look down on those who seem to be poor, sneer at the essays. Staying angry is enough.

Then wear a bit of a break, bring Meng Meng to high-end clothing monopoly!

Just do it, Zhang Hanjun went upstairs, took out a set of white casual clothes, and took out a cute set of light blue denim suits, and finally took out a pair of scissors from the drawer!

"咔咔咔....."

After a few cuts, the two sets of clothes were suddenly ruined, and the sleeves and legs were all kinds of holes. However, the clothes were brand new, and the holes made people think that they were playing non-mainstream.

"It’s dirty like it!"

Zhang Han came to the downstairs with two sets of clothes.

"Meng Meng, go, Dad takes you out to play." Zhang Han said with a chuckle.

"Well, go out and play, let's go where to play?" Meng Meng asked happily.

"First go to the Crescent Moon." Zhang Han said, Meng Meng said.

"Yeah!" Meng Meng was happy to stretch out her small arm and sway.

I drove to Xinyue Mountain for ten minutes, and I was very happy with the dogs. Zhang Han came to the pond and wiped the two sets of clothes on the dirt. After playing for a while, Zhang Han finally leaked out. A smile of satisfaction.

This time it was really broken, dirty and broken, very good!

The clothes are done well, Zhang Han came to the Leiyang tree, the side of the incense wood grows better, almost has a thick thigh, nearly one meter high.

With a sickle of ten centimeters in the sky, Zhang Han will hold Meng Meng back to the car under the mountain.

"Hey, we just came, Meng Meng hasn't played enough yet." Meng Meng said with a small mouth and unhappy tone.

"We are coming to play tomorrow? Let's change the clothes, Dad will take you to experience the real face." Zhang Han changed his clothes and went to the back seat to change the dirty clothes.

"Oh, hey, the clothes are so dirty, don't wear them when you sprout." Meng Meng loves to be clean, although she always stains her clothes.

"When we put on, we can go to play fun." Zhang Han said.

"Amount? What fun?" Meng Meng squinted with clear eyes, watching Zhang Han curiously asked.

"You will know it later, Dad will take you to experience life. After the experience, we will return to the restaurant. Dad will give you a good meal." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"That, that's okay, but Meng Meng doesn't want to wear it, it's too dirty." Meng Meng whispered a small mouth and whispered.

"When you put it on, you can experience it. Come on, Dad will change clothes for you." Zhang Han smiled and gave the little princess who was not very happy to the dirty clothes.

If the sable is here, it will definitely blame Zhang Han for being old and unruly. Everyone is a bear child. It seems that he has become a bear.

But ‘if’ is just a possible paranoia, and sable is not likely to be here.

Zhang Han came to the comprehensive shopping mall of Xinyueshan with Meng Meng.

"Meng Meng, in this society, no money, no power, others look down, you see that we wear this to buy clothes, people waiters can not touch, you have to know, this world, except for mom and dad You are sincere, and others may be false."

Before entering the mall, Zhang Han said to Meng Meng.

"Oh..." I don't know if Meng Meng couldn't understand it. I saw her clever little bit of brain.

This mall is an international monopoly, which is served by some high-end brands, so there is no more traffic in ordinary shopping malls.

Even so, Zhang Han and Meng Meng's 'weird' makeup has attracted countless gaze, or surprise, or confusing, or can not help but can not help.

In the face of these gaze, Zhang Han did not care.

How do anteaters care about the ants' eyes? Zhang Han is equivalent to the anteater.

It is cute, not understanding those, squinting with clear eyes and sweeping back and forth, cute little look makes people look at it.

Enter the mall and walk straight into a nearby Gucci monopoly.

"Hello, sir, welcome to Gucci. What kind of clothes do you want to choose?" A twenty-six-six female shopping guide greeted her. She saw Zhang Han and Meng Meng look like a glimpse. However, the expression on his face still maintains a smile and asks passionately.

"Look at it." Zhang Han faintly returned to the sentence, holding Meng Meng from the left and right.

"This is pretty good." Zhang Han's gaze swept the price, 19,800, and took the clothes directly to praise the road, while talking, while observing the expression of the shopping guide.

Who knows that she didn't have any expression after seeing it. Like a zombie face, she always maintained a sweet smile. She also introduced Zhang Han very warmly: "This dress is really suitable for Mr., but Mr.'s body is very Yes, I think most clothes will fit."

"How much?" Zhang Han deliberately put his clothes close to his dirty clothes, and made a blind eye. His eyes stared at the shopping guide, waiting for her impatient or disgusted expression.

"This dress is 19,800 yuan." The guide replied with a smile.

"Whatever you wear is good-looking, handsome and handsome." Meng Meng praised.

"It's too expensive, can't you do nine hundred and eight?" Zhang Han looked at me as the ‘thought of the rivers and lakes.’

"Nine hundred and eight?" The shopping guide squatted, and then quickly hang up a smile, a plain explanation: "Mr., I am really embarrassed, our shop is a real price store, do not bargain, or I give Mr. introduced two lower prices?"

"no need!"

Looking at the zombie face that the shopping guide has been smiling, Zhang Han is uninteresting, and he is defeated, and he will turn around with Meng Meng.

The female shopping guide smiled and shook his head and put the clothes back.

"Hey, why don't you buy it, the amount...we, we are not coming to buy and buy." Meng Meng asked with a puzzled look.

"Meng Meng, today we are not coming to buy and buy, is to experience life." Zhang Han grinned.

"What do you experience?" Meng Meng is curious, I don't know what game to play.

"Forehead, you will know it later."

After Zhang Han finished, the steps were a little faster and came to the opposite Dior store.

Within five minutes, Zhang Han walked out helplessly.

The waiter inside is the same as that of the previous Gucci store. The face of the zombie laugh has never changed. Zhang Han withdraws when he sees no play.

Going a few steps forward and preparing for the next round of offensive, this shop is a street shop.

After entering, it came out faster. In less than three minutes, Zhang Han sighed and sighed.

The next store, three minutes, Zhang Han's expression came out stiffly, and the cute expression was a little confused.

"Next!" Zhang Han took a deep breath, still do not believe this evil, the quality of the shopping guide is so high?

"Next!"

"Going to one!"

"..."

Finally, after the fifteenth store, the guides can be considered to have some 'normal' reactions.

"Sir, sir, your hand seems to be dirty. Otherwise, I will take you to wash your hands and touch the clothes. Can you see it?" The shopping guide's face was not very good-looking, slightly frowning, and the tone was a little quick.

Zhang Han’s hand is indeed a bit dirty, and he is still trying to touch a white fluffy service.

"what did you say?"

Zhang Han came to the spirit and stared at the shopping guide. He looked forward with some expectation: "You said that my hand is dirty, then what will I do if I touch your clothes? Do you want me to buy or compensate?"

Zhang Hanzheng intends to say in this beauty ‘When you are dirty, of course you are responsible! After the words of ‘, and so on, smack with her, give Meng Meng a lesson.

However, the woman who frowned slightly did not answer, but there was a steady voice on one side:

"If you touch it, you will touch it. Of course, there will be no compensation. These are the model clothes."

Looking around, I saw a 30-year-old woman who came over with a smile and said passionately:

"Hello, sir, this dress is a lady, must I buy it for your wife? See your child is so cute and beautiful, her mother must be beautiful, so I think this type of clothes is quite suitable, sir. Feel free to pick it up."