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Chapter 225 Daddy, here’s my lucky money! ! ! !Take it out quickly! !

The kraft paper of this snack was a bit thick, and the wrapping was too fine. Abao couldn't open it, so he looked for Zhao Xuan with a groan.

When Zhao Xuan opened it for Ah Bao, Ah Bao stood on tiptoe and kept watching the little jiojio, for fear that a piece of snack would fall to the ground.

Seeing that Jiang Ting's face was a little serious, Abao pulled Jiang Ting's sleeves and whispered: "Brother, Grandpa Yao said this is a meat-flavored snack, and it's delicious."

Jiang Ting forced a smile, but when he thought about leaving this home tomorrow, he couldn't laugh at all.

Even so, when Zhao Xuan opened the snacks, Abao still didn't eat it himself, but gave it to Zhao Xuan and Jiang Ting first.

"Little brother, why are you here at school?" Abao realized after eating two snacks, why is Jiang Ting here?
"Aren't only stupid kids coming to school?" Abao tilted his head and asked curiously.

"Ah Bao, Ah Bao, come out to play!" Yang Dabao and Daxi both called Ah Bao outside.

Abao let out a cry, put down the snacks, and ran out again.

In short, despite Jiang Ting's uncomfortable mood, Abao, who didn't know anything, still went out to play happily.

Until this evening.

That night, as soon as Abao returned home, he saw Wang Chunniang and Mrs. Song packing their things. Mrs. Song packed a bunch of herbs and bottles and jars into a bag.

Abao threw down his small schoolbag and ran up to the two of them.

"Grandma Yao, are you leaving?" In Abao's mind, as long as he packs his bags, he is going out.

When Mrs. Song heard the noise, she turned around and looked at Ah Bao, reached out and touched her furry little head, and then asked Wang Chunniang, "Have you told Ah Bao?"

Wang Chunniang shook her head.

The people from Beizhou arrived a few days earlier than expected, so they didn't have time to tell A Bao.

"A Bao, come here." Just when Wang Chunniang was hesitating what to say to A Bao, Zhao Heng walked out of the room and shouted to A Bao.

Abao turned around and saw her father coming out. She ran towards Zhao Heng with her short legs, and Zhao Heng picked up the baby.

"Why is there still some scum in your mouth?" Zhao Heng looked at A Bao and said with disgust.

When Abao heard this, he immediately stretched out his small claws and grabbed Zhao Heng's wide sleeves, and then wiped his mouth with a very skillful movement.

Zhao Heng: "..."

"Do you remember that uncle from Beizhou who often sent things to Ating?" Zhao Heng said to Ah Bao in a rare and gentle tone.

Upon hearing about the uncle who sent things in Beizhou, Abao nodded his head immediately: "The dried meat that uncle sent is delicious. Dad, did that uncle send something again?"

Zhao Heng: "..."

Looking at the fat man in his arms who was staring at him seriously, Zhao Heng couldn't help pinching his eyebrows and said: "He is seriously ill and will not live long."

As soon as he heard this, Abao, who was still smiling at first, suddenly fell down. Then he didn't know what he thought of, and burst into tears. He looked at Zhao Heng with tearful eyes.

"I've only sent you dried meat a few times, and you're so sad?" Zhao Heng poked Abao's little head.

"He is about to die. Send someone to pick up Ating and stay with him for a while. He will leave tomorrow." Zhao Heng finished this sentence expressionlessly.

The next second, the sound of Abao wailing came to mind in the yard.

Then, she slipped out of Zhao Heng's arms and went to find Jiang Ting.

Abao's voice was so loud that even Butler Liang heard the noise. He looked into the yard and saw the fat man running away in a hurry.

"Little brother! Wuwuwu." Abao cried and went to Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting was packing his baggage. When he heard A Bao's movement, he turned around and saw A Bao running toward him with a grin on his face and crying.The two carrot heads hugged each other, and Jiang Ting's eye circles were red.

As A Bao's peer, Jiang Ting actually spent a lot of time taking care of A Bao. Many times, Jiang Ting helped A Bao tie up even the little one.

A child's eyes can hold very few things. In her eyes, separation is the saddest thing.

After the two babies hugged each other for a while, Jiang Ting walked to the small wooden table and handed a clay pot made of mud to Abao.

Abao held the clay pot and shook it subconsciously. Sure enough, he heard the sound of money inside.

"This is what I saved, and I left it all to you." Jiang Ting pointed to the clay pot and said, "I also made this pot with mud myself."

Abao whined and wanted to howl again.

The sound she made was enough to scare Butler Liang from having a heart attack outside.

"Sister-in-law." Just as Wang Chunniang kept sighing, Lin Xiang came out with two bundles and called Wang Chunniang in a soft voice.

Wang Chunniang turned around and suddenly paused when she saw the two bundles Lin Xiang was carrying.

"Axiang, you..." Wang Chunniang and Mrs. Song looked at each other, and they fell silent at the same time.

Lin Xiang smiled: "Sister-in-law, Shi Man can take over the embroidery workshop completely. I...I regard Ating as my own child, and I want to go with him. He is too young...can't take care of himself .”

"But..." Wang Chunniang subconsciously wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.

Because, as a mother, you do it all for the sake of your children.She couldn't argue with this.

"Axiang and Ating come here." Zhao Heng sat at the stone table and said to the two of them.

Lin Xiang put down the baggage, and Jiang Ting also ran out of the house.

Abao followed Jiang Ting twitchingly, lowering his head and leaning towards Zhao Heng's side.

Zhao Heng looked at the fat baby with a crying face, sighed helplessly, held the baby on his knees and sat down. Then he took out two purses and handed them to Lin Xiang and Jiang Ting one by one.

Lin Xiang was a little stunned when she suddenly saw that she also had one.Does this mean that Brother Zhao has already guessed that he will go with Ating?

"There are some land deeds and banknotes inside, as well as a land deed for the embroidery workshop, which is right next to Shen's Mansion." Zhao Heng explained: "There is a warehouse over there. If you have anything or if you have a letter, go to the warehouse to find Fang Xing. The brands are all In the baggage.”

Zhao Heng's words clearly meant that everything had been arranged there.

"I have already written to the Shen Mansion and will pick you up during the New Year this year." After Zhao Heng finished speaking, his eyes fell on Jiang Ting: "When you go to the Shen Mansion, you must not slack off in studying and practicing martial arts."

"Yes, Ating knows." Jiang Ting nodded seriously.

Abao buried his little head in Zhao Heng's arms, leaving only the back of his head exposed and two little ones rising to the sky.

"Okay, stop crying, let your elder brother take you two to bed tonight." Zhao Heng said while tugging on A Bao's little chin.

Abao still refused to speak.

Just when Zhao Heng was about to tug on her little one again, Abao suddenly raised his little head and asked Zhao Heng seriously: "Dad, where are the New Year's money you saved for me?"

"Why are you asking this?" Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Give it to me quickly, I will give it all to my little brother!"

Zhao Heng: "I'll give you a shoe sole, do you want it?"

(End of this chapter)