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Chapter 176 How much does it cost to raise A Bao?
When Zhao Heng saw Jiang Ting like this, he thought for a moment and waved to Jiang Ting.Then he walked outside with a pair of long legs. Jiang Ting, a small man, quickly followed Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng led Jiang Ting until he walked into the yard. When he saw that there was no one around, Zhao Heng Heng then sat down on the stone bench and said to Jiang Ting, "Sit down."

It was as if Jiang Ting and he were peers, or it could be understood that he regarded Jiang Ting as an equal, and the conversation between the two people was also equal.

"Tell me, what are you thinking about going to Beizhou?" Zhao Heng lowered his head and looked at Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting sat under the stone bench opposite Zhao Heng. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I... still want to take revenge."

"What revenge do you want?" Zhao Heng raised his eyes and asked.

"I want to kill Jiang Shusheng." Jiang Ting whispered, "Use my own power."

For such a long time, he has never been able to forget the tragic death of his mother and the suffering they suffered in the slave workshop. He feels sorry for it and always feels that this is a thorn in his heart. As long as he can't get over this matter, he will feel sad in his heart. Uncomfortable.

"Jiang Shusheng is dead." Zhao Heng looked at Jiang Ting's five-year-old face and said calmly to Jiang Ting: "So, other than that, what do you think?"

Jiang Ting looked at Zhao Heng in surprise. He was stunned for a while, and then he heard his own voice slowly rising: "Uncle Zhao, when did he... die?"

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm lying?"

Jiang Ting shook his head: "I'm afraid you are trying to comfort me."

"I'm not that boring." After Zhao Heng finished speaking, he continued the topic: "Tell me, what else do you have in mind?"

Just when Zhao Heng finished saying this, a little bald head with a little stubble poked out from the back room. Zhao Heng had his back to the door, so naturally he couldn't see it, but Jiang Ting Found.

Jiang Ting was a little confused for a moment. If Uncle Zhao said that Jiang Shusheng was dead, then... he must be really dead.If Jiang Shu died, he seemed to have no reason to seek revenge.

Want to stay?Of course he did, the Zhao family treated him very well, and he didn't want to leave the Zhao family.

At this moment, Abao ran back to his house, took out the clay pot with copper plates, and ran towards Zhao Heng again.

"Daddy, daddy!" Abao came up to Zhao Heng with a smile. She stood on tiptoes and pushed her clay pot in the direction of Zhao Heng. She said in a sweet voice: "Daddy, give it all to you. You raise a little brother!”

Jiang Ting was a little at a loss in his eyes. Just as he was about to reach out to pull A Bao, A Bao had already twisted his small body in front of Zhao Heng and kept selling his clay pots.

"How many copper plates are there?" Zhao Heng asked.

Abao scratched his bald head and finally shook his head: There should be many!Recently, she has been helping her father with a lot of work, and she has also earned a lot of copper... No, although she has been helping her father with work every day recently, it seems that she is always being deducted from her father's money, so... she has not been able to do anything these days. There are not many copper plates stuffed into the clay pot!

Abao frowned in confusion and looked at the clay pot with some worry.

When Zhao Heng saw the little guy's tangled look, he let out a laugh and started digging up A Bao's clay pot in front of A Bao.

The sound of copper plates being scattered soon spread in the yard.

Abao stared at the dozen copper plates lying on the stone table. She frowned in disbelief, then put her hands on her hips and said to Zhao Heng: "Dad, all my copper plates have been stolen!"

She had plenty.

In the room, Wang Chunniang heard the noise and looked out. On the side, Lin Xiang couldn't stand it anymore. She lowered her voice and said to Wang Chunniang: "Sister-in-law... I once saw Brother Zhao taking copper plates from A Bao's clay pot. I’m here to buy sesame oil…”

Wang Chunniang: "..." "Every time he was short of change, he would use Abao's..." Zhao Xuan's voice was still a little hoarse, but he still said a long sentence.

Zhao Heng, who was watched by several people, did not panic at all. He picked up Fatty Dundun and carried it to a stone pier next to him. Then he said with a normal expression: "Doesn't it cost money to raise you?"

Abao, who had been angry just now, suddenly became silent. She pursed her lips and asked Zhao Heng seriously: "How much does it cost to raise Abao?"

Zhao Heng pointed at the clay pot: "One is not enough."

"There is still some firewood outside the kitchen that has not been moved in. Go and move it. I will give you two copper coins after moving it." Zhao Heng pointed to a pile of firewood at the door of the kitchen to Abao.

Abao immediately jumped off the stone bench and ran toward the kitchen door.

Zhao Xuan and Jiang Ting: "..."

Isn't this too shameless?Isn’t this what Abao is called: helping to count the money after being sold!
"I wonder what Xiao Jiangting is thinking about?" Butler Liang, who witnessed all this, finally couldn't help but speak.

The whole family looked towards Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting jumped off the stone bench, looked at Butler Liang seriously, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I won't go to Beizhou anymore."

Butler Liang was obviously not surprised by this answer.

"My master asked me to send this to you. If you have the opportunity to go to Beizhou when you grow up, you can bring this token with you." Butler Liang said, and handed an inconspicuous wooden token to Jiang. Ting.

Jiang Ting didn't know many characters, but he could recognize the word "Chen" in the middle.

"Since you have made your decision, I won't keep any more. These things on the ground are all gifts for the children. I hope you will accept them and I will leave." With that, Butler Liang said goodbye to the Zhao family. Wang Chunniang met Zhao Heng had no intention of getting up to see him off, so she came out to see him off and talk politely.

After Butler Liang left, Jiang Ting looked at the Shen family token in his hand, suddenly raised his head and said to Zhao Heng, "Uncle Zhao, the wood of this token seems to be heavier than usual."

Weighing it up, it doesn't look like ordinary wood.

"This is not wood." Zhao Xuan said in a rustling voice: "This is jade."

It's just coated with a layer of special wood oil.

"Keep it, this is the family card of the young master of the Shen family." Zhao Heng snorted lightly. Shen Yuan was willing to hand over the family card of the young master of the Shen family to a five-year-old child with such confidence.

"What cards are there? Daddy, I want it too!" When Abao, who was moving firewood at the door of the kitchen, heard this, he immediately ran over.

"Do you want a beating?" Zhao Heng asked.

When Abao ran halfway, she snorted and ran back toward the woodshed when she heard this.

Zhao Xuan helped his forehead.

What should I do if my sister is too stupid?
(End of this chapter)