Godly Stay-Home Dad

[For the lord domineering rabbits plus 27, 30]

Xu Yong reported one thing.

Yesterday afternoon, the last two membership cards were snapped up, and there were more than a dozen wave guests in the back. I was disappointed that I didn’t buy the membership card. Until now, I have come to nearly 20 waves to buy members.

This makes Xu Yong very aggressive!

Everyone who came here was a well-known big man, and when he received it, he had a dim sum.

But gradually, he found that every wave of guests was extremely warm and polite, and the pride of his heart came to life.

Many people ask if there will be a membership card for sale and wait for the next wave of purchases.

So Xu Yong called and asked.

Zhang Han heard a smile and said:

"Members are like this, don't get it for the time being."

A total of 20 members are all sold. If all come to eat, the restaurant will be crowded. If there is more, there will be no place. Zhang Han does not want to make the restaurant smolder.

"Okay." Xu Yong nodded. "There is another thing. The restaurant has not been open for two days. The grievances of the diners are very heavy. Before the company's restaurant was not ready to recruit chefs, then came a chef, oh No, the kitchen **** is Wang Long. He wants to come and sit in the town. The salary is high and low. He wants to enjoy the best ingredients. I think if you agree, don’t let him first come to the boss to make egg fried rice to those diners?”

After Zhang Hanwen’s words, he sank and finally nodded;

"Yes, don't use the cutlery in the cabinet next to the stove on the inside."

"Know the boss."

"Ok."

Zhang Han responded and hang up the phone.

“Is anyone going to our restaurant to cook?” Zi Yan said curiously.

“It’s that Wang Long.” Zhang Han replied: “He applied for the chef of the company’s restaurant. In the past few days, he had been cooking in our restaurant for a few days. After a few days, Xu Yong said that those diners were very resentful.”

"Oh..." Zi Yan couldn't help but laugh.

It’s fun to think about it.

Seeing her smile, Zhang Han’s eyes also hanged a smile.

From the beginning of the cold, Zi Yan gradually turned into a smile, and now it is a smile.

Love can sometimes change a lot, and because of this, it is beautiful.

When I talked to the restaurant, the restaurant was in a good environment and I was very comfortable with a meal.

After ten minutes of rest after dinner, everyone returned to the amusement park and went to the wave and wave park. The venue was very large. There were dozens of popular water rides around the world, such as children's play area, surfing ground, rapid slide.

Because everyone is mainly accompanying Meng Meng entertainment, so everyone selectively played some children-friendly projects, almost half played, the sky gradually darkened, the time to close the park is 9:00, but at 6 o'clock Then I went home.

Meng Meng also enjoys the fun, and the beautiful back.

When he arrived at the Wang Family House, Wang Zhanpeng was already cooking some local specialties.

When I was eating, Wang Jiayi was there, and before I was ready to eat, Wang Zhanpeng was very grateful to Zhang Han.

At this time, many people knew that the loved one of Rong Jiaxin saved the life of Wang Zhanpeng!

So their eyes changed, and there was a tribute in their politeness.

Everyone started to eat. For a moment, Wang Zhanpeng saw Zhang Han eat almost, and looked at him with a bit of gaze. He said: "Xiaohan, I have prepared a pot of Dahongpao in the yard. Let's try it?"

Zhang Han heard a look at him and knew that he had something to say to himself and nodded.

"Hey, I have to go to drink the red robe." The little guy lowered his spoon and muttered.

"Ma Ma has not finished eating yet, are you here to accompany Ma Ma?" Zixiao smiled and smiled.

"When you accompany your mother, Dad will come back soon." Zhang Han smiled and touched the cute little brain.

"Well, okay, then you can hurry up." Meng Meng replied.

"Ok."

Zhang Han nodded, got up and went out with Wang Zhanpeng. In the restaurant yard, there were several pavilions, and the two sat at the edge.

At this time, there was already a pot of freshly brewed tea on the table. Wang Zhanpeng poured tea on Zhang Han and opened the door and said:

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, is a master of the generations of law. He and the east come together to the same name. It is called Qimen. Qimen was a well-known martial art school in China. Many of the sects asked the ancestors to set up their ancestors. Zongmen’s big squad, oh right, that is the head of Qiwumen’s grandfather to Qitian’s grandfather.

"In the end, we are the same one, but he has more inheritance and completeness to Qitian, so the development is getting bigger and bigger, and now it is the strongest gate in the West Airways area, and my Wang family is more and more lonely. Only Wang Ming is proficient in the younger generation."

Having said that, Wang Zhanpeng’s gaze flashed a bit of sorrow and drank a cup of tea, then said:

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, was slightly stronger than the east. At the beginning, he was a brother of the same class. But after some things turned against the enemy, he was kicked out of the sect by the east, and even more hated my grandfather..."

"So?" Zhang Han couldn't help but insert a sentence.

He has no interest in the grudges of this older generation.

Wang Zhanpeng heard a smile and said: "Later my grandfather got the Zongmen Sanchong Shanhe flag."

"Holy instrument?" Zhang Han squatted.

"Do you not know the holy device?" asked Wang Zhanpeng.

"I don't know."

"Our treasures here are divided into yellow, Xuan, prefecture, heaven, and heavenly treasures are rare. On the top is the holy level. The holy level will see some in many big sects. ""

"On the top is the **** level, the **** level magic weapon is called the artifact, the artifact is a magic weapon in the big gates, the world is extremely rare, I have only heard less than 20 times in the past 100 years." Wang Zhanpeng explained.

"The name is very angry." Zhang Hanwei smiled.

Through contact, he knows that the yellow level is the Lingbao of 0-1 order, most of the Xuan level is the first order, the land level is mostly the second order, the heaven level is the third order, then the holy level is almost the fourth order, the **** level is the fifth order. .

Since there are many fifth-order spiritual treasures in this world, it is obviously a golden age of spiritual practice in the age of a long time. Only now that the heavens and the earth are exhausted, it is difficult to go to heaven in the martial arts.

"Shanheqi is the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sect. After returning to the east, the Qiwu Gate was built on the site of Qimen, and the mountain river flag was unsuccessful. Until now, there is no whereabouts of the Shanhe Banner."

"But not long ago, there was a sudden wave of volatility in the land of my royal family. There was another hole in the tomb of my grandfather. I guess the mountain river flag is very likely to be there, but it was discovered by people in Qiwumen. Later, there was I have been drinking poisoned tea. Now I have been through for seven days. According to the Qiwumen, my king’s family can play against Qiwumen two days later. If you win, you will have a place to sacrifice again. If you lose, you will be able to grab the past. ”

"The game of the game is also a crisis. This time I am working hard and I have to keep it. If I have any accidents, I want to ask you something." Wang Zhanpeng shook his head.

"What is it?" Zhang Han asked directly.

"Protect my family, and leave the West Airlines." Wang Zhanpeng sighed and said: "I am worried that I will take the opportunity to call my family at Qitian."

"Isn't it a holy device? Is there anything to fight for?" Zhang Han asked strangely.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and leaning toward Hushan, and then there is no strength of Wu Song, isn't that two hundred and five?

"If it's just a mountain river flag, I won't risk it." Wang Zhanpeng smiled bitterly: "That's because it's very likely that it is the inheritance of my royal family. Now you see it too, my Wang family is younger, hehe... .. If you continue to do so, fear that it will be two generations, the Wang family will be abolished into a common family."

"Oh."

Zhang Han nodded and said: "What you said, I promised."

After saying that Zhang Han put down the teacup and walked to the restaurant.

Wang Zhanpeng leaked a hint of a smile, finished the last bite of tea, looked at the distant scenery and walked to the old house.

In fact, Zhang Han is somewhat understanding of Wang Zhanpeng's choice. The thoughts of the martial arts family are deep-rooted in people like them. They don't want to see the family in their hands.

Inheriting this kind of thing is the most suitable for the children of the family, and sometimes even the blood heritage, this is the more important thing, but in his opinion, the Wang family is enough to have any blood heritage, if you change to the Qingdi Almost, if you want to pass on the blood, you have to have it. There is no word about blood.

Back at the restaurant, after a few minutes, everyone returned to the house.

Rong Jiaxin accompanied the family and chatted in the hall. Wang Ya bought a lot of toys for Meng Meng. The little guy sat next to Zhang Han and played happily.

I haven't seen it all the year round. There are a lot of topics to talk about.

Until nine and a half, Zhang Han began to glance at it.

Why haven't you finished talking?

During the day, he was dialed by Zi Zi, but he remembered to find the scene at night.

In this way, Zhang Han spent five minutes, but the chat was even more joyful.

Fortunately, Meng Meng inadvertently yawned at this time.

"Cough, sprouting, are you sleepy?" Zhang Han asked.

"Not sleepy." Meng Meng's mouth replied, the new toy has not been played yet.

"Just daddy heard you yawning."

"Amount? Did you fight?" Meng Meng squatted, and did not feel that he did not yawn.

"Yeah, hit, it's time to sleep, will you play well tomorrow?" Zhang Han said with a chuckle.

At this time, Rong Jiaxin and Zhang Li also stood up:

"Not too early, let's rest."

So everyone returned to their rooms and washed them. Zhang Han and Meng Meng took the lead to come to the big bed and start telling stories.

A few minutes later, Zi Yan walked in and closed the door and changed her pajamas.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han’s heart began to rise to flames.

So his storytelling voice is getting lower and lower and getting lower and lower.

When Han Zi changed his pajamas to bed, Zhang Han looked back.

Good guy, Meng Meng is still listening to the big eyes with great interest.

Ok, keep talking.

Finally, after ten minutes, the little guy slowly fell asleep.

Gently hugged her into the cot, Zhang Han quickly returned to the big bed, and put the purple scorpion on his body.

"Well... what do you want? Bad guys."

"Eat your little goblin." Zhang Han looked hot.

Dry firewood, it is natural to collide.

About ten minutes later.

Zi Yan was red with cheeks and said flatterly: "Go to the room."

So the two put on their pajamas and quietly left the room and came to the room.

Gradually, the sound of purple and beautiful voices in the room.

There is a melody of strength and rhythm.

It is filled with it.

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