A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel

Chapter 737 looks familiar

“But I’m thirsty, grandpa, didn’t we get a teapot? Why don’t you pay for some from this sister, or ask her to pour some for me!”

“Sister, can we pay for it, okay?”

 The little boy asked, blinking his bright eyes.

Li Jing nodded good-naturedly and agreed.

This little boy is not annoying, and she is still willing to agree to her request within reason.

Seeing that his wife agreed, Jiang Weiguo naturally would not disagree. He held the teapot and raised his chin towards the little boy.

 “Little guy, take out the teapot and I’ll pour it for you!”

 “I’m not a little guy.”

The little boy corrected him seriously, "My name is Zheng Ziming. Remember it clearly. Don't call me a little guy. I'm a little adult!"

He is still at a young age, but he is unwilling to obey others.

Zheng Ziming quickly took out the tea jar from his grandfather's bag and went to pick it up. Jiang Weiguo smiled and fell down, not forgetting to remind him.

 “Freshly boiled hot water, be careful!”

 “You have to be careful when pouring it, don’t pour it into my hands!”

The older one and the younger one get along very harmoniously, and on the other side, Grandpa Zheng picks up his glasses again, but this time he is not staring at Li Jing, but at Jiang Weiguo.

 “Have I seen you somewhere?”

Jiang Weiguo glanced at the gray-haired Grandpa Zheng and smiled, "This is the first time that the old man and I have met. You must have never seen me before!"

"Yeah?"

Grandpa Zheng is old now and his memory is not very good. When he saw Jiang Weiguo for the first time, he felt that he looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was when he said it.

 At this time, I can’t even remember it.

Grandpa Zheng also smiled, "Maybe, I think you look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before!" Zheng Ziming felt that the teapot was too hot, so he bent down and put it in a corner. When his grandfather said this, he couldn't help but vomit. Groove.

“Grandpa, everyone looks familiar to you. I’ve heard you say it several times. Your memory is really worrying. I’ve never seen this brother before, so don’t say he looks familiar!”

Grandpa Zheng was thinking hard, but when his grandson interrupted him, his head turned into paste and his head still hurt.

He simply didn’t think about it anymore. He just smiled and said slowly, “Maybe I remembered it wrong!”

After he stopped thinking about it, he felt sleepy again, and soon fell into another state.

Zheng Ziming shook his head, stood up from the bunk, and pushed his grandfather who was dozing against the railing back, trying to get him to lie down on the bunk.

Grandpa Zheng is also quite miraculous. He was obviously dozing off, but when Zheng Ziming pushed him, he fell backwards. It looked like he was going to be knocked down, but he tilted his body and lay on the bunk safely.

Zheng Ziming began to bend down to take off his shoes again, struggled to pick up his legs, and moved his entire legs on the bed.

 After doing all this, Zheng Ziming wiped the sweat from his head and said to Li Jing and the other two.

“My grandpa is old and his memory is not very good. Everyone looks familiar, so don’t mind!”

Li Jing and Li Jing will naturally not mind.

 One continued to read his book, and the other smiled softly.

Zheng Ziming hurriedly took his grandfather's bag over again and dug through it, presumably trying to get some money.

But he didn’t take out the money. He just raised his head and asked Li Jing: “Sister, how much is it, I’ll give it to you!”

Li Jing lazily stretched out a finger.

 Actually, she doesn’t need it, but she doesn’t like giving things to others for free.

Zheng Ziming looked at it and tilted his head, "One cent? One cent? Sister, you can't do this. If you don't tell me and ask me to guess, how could I possibly guess it?"

 (End of this chapter)