Six Hundred and Sixty-Six Faces Kindhearted Black

Shen Jiao saw that Dong Fangzheng was a little obsessed with Ma Fei San, worried that his body would not be able to bear it, so she said: "Master, why don't you go back to Dongping, I will study with you, the three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang!"

Dong Fangzheng snorted, and said angrily, "Just you? I might as well expect my ancestors to give me dreams!"

The reason why she accepted Shen Jiao as an apprentice in the past was because she wanted this little girl to have spirituality and a good foundation, but after accepting it, she found that her spirituality was good and her foundation was good, but—

Intuit is not self-motivated!

He doesn't have the ambition of his old man at all. Generally speaking, if you want to become a leader in the industry, you must first have a goal, right?

Don't even think about it, even if you are smart, capable, and savvy, aren't you blind?

That's all. He can cure laziness, and he can jump up with a single injection, but the question is does he dare?

He could have imagined with his butt that if the old man dared to clean up his apprentice, Han Qixiu, the evil star, would be able to take his head down and use it as a stool to sit on. At this point, the old man never doubted Han Qixiu's ability to act.

For the sake of his old life, he doesn't count on this apprentice!

It is his old bones to carry forward the sect. If you are lucky, maybe you can find another apprentice who is diligent and self-motivated!

Of course, Dong Fangzheng disliked it, but if you asked him to replace Shen Jiao, the old man would be the first to say no, so where else would he go to eat a leek box instead of Shen Jiao?

Shen Jiao made Dong Fangzheng choke, her face was a little overwhelmed, she put the basket in his arms with a sullen face, and said angrily, "Save some food, this is the last meal."

"What do you mean?"

Dong Fangzheng raised his fat round face and looked confused. Why does this sound so familiar?

It looks like a guillotine, bah!

Shen Jiao replied angrily, "I'm not capable, I can't do anything well, so don't contaminate your eyes with these humiliating things."

After she finished speaking, she didn't bother to talk to Dong Fangzheng any more, and walked away like a small machine gun.

Dong Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders, Gu Zi laughed, the apprentice's petty temper can see the wind?

It's all something that Han Qixiu, this little bastard, is used to, and is accustomed to having a bad smell!

This Han Qili has been coaxed by the love field holy hand Guan Yue, and her smile is like a flower. Where is the look like before that she wants to eat people?

"Sister-in-law, what about Mr. Dong?"

Guan Yue's brainwashing skills are still pretty good, but in just a short while, the old man has been sublimated into Mr. Dong, which is a qualitative leap!

"He is resting in the garden." Shen Jiao said casually.

Han Qili sighed, and stopped asking. She handed over the soaked milk powder and said distressedly, "I've been standing for six or seven hours, hurry up and eat something!"

Guan Yue is indeed really hungry. He hasn't touched a drop of water for more than six hours, and he hasn't gotten a grain of rice. His brain is still in high-intensity work, and he doesn't dare to relax. At this moment, he is tired and hungry.

"In the past two months, you have performed several major operations in succession. If it goes on like this, you can't bear it even if you are beaten. Next month, you have to reject some operations. You are not the only surgeon in the hospital." Han Qili complained. endlessly.

After eating two leek boxes and drinking a cup of milk, Guan Yue's spirit improved a lot, and his face looked much better. He whispered a few words to Han Qili, and Han Qili turned his anger into joy.

Shen Jiao looked amused, and asked intentionally, "When are you planning to have a wedding reception? It's not a problem to always delay!"

These two people are basically on their way now. Although the old man Han has not let go, he is not as clear as before. Generally speaking, if a girl gives up on a man, the adults in the family usually can't beat the girl.

Han Qili's face was shy, and her big eyes rushed to look at the marriage.

Of course a man has to come forward!

Guan Yue smiled and said, "When I'm busy with the work at hand, I will go to your palace to propose marriage."

Han Qili was a little worried: "What if grandpa and eldest brother don't agree?"

"It doesn't matter. If you don't agree once, go for the second time. If you don't agree for the second time, go for the third time. You will agree one day."

Guan Yue had a confident look on his face, and looked as if nothing could stumped him, but in fact—

Old man Dong was right, raw rice and cooked rice are king. If the Han family doesn't agree, he will cook the rice, and the big deal will be beaten!

Guan Yue poured chicken soup into Han Qili's mouth, but he was thinking of an indescribable deed in his heart. It really was a beast in 24K gold!

Shen Jiao didn't stay in the hospital for a long time, she chatted with them a few times, then said goodbye and left.

There were two small things hanging at home, and Shen Jiao's heart always felt that she couldn't fall to the ground. Although she knew that the Han family would take good care of Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang, her worries and worries went hand in hand.

As soon as the front foot stepped over the threshold, the back foot wanted to step back!

No wonder it is often said that if you want to tie a woman's heart, the best way is to let her have a baby. Only her own flesh and blood can make a woman find a way to return to her baby no matter how far away she is!

On the way, Shen Jiao bought a roast duck. Nanping's roast duck is fat but not greasy, fragrant, and tastes really good. The Han family loves it, and Shen Jiao likes it herself. She always buys one when passing by a deli.

After parking the car, Shen Jiao walked quickly into the house with the roast duck, but heard the chatter and laughter of strangers coming from the living room, as if there were guests.

Shen Jiao hurriedly slowed down, she shouldn't be too casual in front of outsiders, this is a necessary courtesy, but—

Sitting in the living room was a kind-hearted old woman, about 60 or so, with a gentle bun, a slightly plump body, a face like a full moon, and fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. It could be seen that this old woman was You don't look too bad when you're young.

The old woman was wearing a navy blue coat and flat-heeled leather shoes. She was simple and generous, and her temperament was very good. The one sitting next to her was Jin Yuqin, still the purplish red coat from a few days ago, but there was an extra sling around her neck. Hanging hands, it looks funny!

The eyebrows and eyes of these two people look a bit similar. It is obvious that this old woman who looks like a bodhisattva is the famous old lady Jin!

It is also the expert behind Jin Yuqin!

At this moment, Mrs. Jin is holding Zhuang Zhuang in her arms. Zhuang Zhuang is a good-natured guy. Anyone can hold him. He will not refuse anyone who comes, and he is not reserved at all.

"Really a sturdy boy, much stronger than his father when he was a child, in-laws, you are really lucky!"

Mrs. Jin is very good at speaking, and her Mandarin is actually very standard. Her accent is not too heavy, her voice is soft, not hurried, and it sounds very comfortable, which also makes people feel relaxed.

Shen Jiao was secretly vigilant, this old lady Jin was much more difficult to deal with than her daughter. If she hadn't known the true face of this old lady, she would never have imagined that this woman like a bodhisattva had blood on her hands!