The perfect future of rebirth

Chapter 7 is a bit panic

As the saying goes, I know that my father is Mo Zuo, and I have given Zhao Aiguo for decades. Zhao Po is too clear that my father is a personality.

Zhao Aiguo is that it is easy to commit to, but if promises, even if you suffer, you will be carefully fulfilled.

This is why the father just said that he did not let him learn the river. Zhao Poisheng knows that he will definitely not take the money to the river to invest.

The reason is very simple, because now the father's heart, more care is to stay with money and fame.

"Dad, you can rest assured, I have graduated from the baby university, you don't have to worry about it." Zhao Poisheng said seriously.

Zhao Aiguo, deeply glanced over Zhao Yu life, he always felt that today's son seems to be a little less than a matter. Give your own feelings, it seems to have matured a lot.

"What is your two whispers?" Zhao Ma came over and asked strange.

"Nothing, mom, I will go back to sleep." Zhao Poked.

Rebirth, he always thinks to do something for your loved ones, but I don't know why, Zhao Poisheng feels that it will be shy when they face their parents.

Seeing that Zhao Poisheng fled back to the bedroom, his parents did not think much, pulling Li Yuan to start talking about home.

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Zhao Poisheng is extremely fortunate, the next day is weekend, he has enough time to clear everything you face today.

As the saying goes, it is enough to be an important person who is important to himself.

People must be content, this truth, Zhao Poisheng uses more than twenty years to understand.

Zhao Dad went out to go to the unit, and Zhao Ma also went to work. She and Li Yuan were all nurses in the first hospital of the city. Just, Li Yuan did not have a good body, and he did it in advance. Sick.

After eating a mother on the table, Zhao Poisheng's mood is quite good. For him, it will come once again, which means that he can do what you can do in your own most beautiful era.

Further, constantly enrich yourself, make sense, and have meaningful life.

Of course, you have to make a lot of money.

When I think of Yesterday, Fan Beibei said in his arms, the cute expression is when this sentence. Zhao Poked his mouth couldn't help but draw a trace.

"Hey!"

The sound of the anti-theft door beats, so that Zhao Po.

The brow wrinkled, Zhao Poheng stood up, and the door has been passed on a voices of milk: "Pot, pot, faster, Babe came to you!"

The tender voice passed through the door, and the mood of Zhao Po is relaxed.

Going to the door, opening the door, he saw the Fan Bei Bes station there, and behind the cold face fairy and a tired Li Yuan.

"Li Wei, how come you?" Zhao Po is a little unexpected.

"I am going out with my baby, lifetime, take care of Beibei, can't do it?" Li Yuan's face was a little pale, said to Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked life has not come and talk, and Xiao Loli is a rushing forest, and it is arrogant. I hugged his thigh: "Pot, pot ..."

"Take care of Baibei!" Fan Baby waved his fist against Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked blinked and looked at the mother and female turned and left the back. He said silent: "I haven't promised it yet ..."

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In the summer of 1999, Zhao Poked live and his little scorpion, sitting in its own living room.

Bored, it is really boring.

I am used to smartphones, I am used to the computer, the cold is not the secret, and Zhao Po is in the fresh, so I feel ignorant.

More importantly, he will not kick.

Fan Beibei sat on the sofa, looked with his own black eyes, then looked at Zhao Po.

She is very sensible, the mother and my sister are said before leaving, let yourself listen to the pot.

"Beibei is a child, will listen to the pot." The little guy sat there, and suddenly said.

Zhao Poisheng god, and then tense, he could face the ridiculous thing to rebirth, even in the attitude of Anzhi, can rely on the advantages of the prophet to change the fate of the parents, but he really don't know How to make a child.

Until in my life, my wife is not good, there is no child.

"That, Beibei, do you want to eat biscuits?"

I want to go, Zhao Poked lives, "killer", in his opinion, children, don't love to eat snacks.

"Don't eat, don't eat it, you can't eat." When I heard Zhao Po, Xiao Be took his head like a roll, even his hand.

This pot is too strange, just clearly let him eat a biscuit.

Ok, Zhao Poisheng is really not too child.

The key is that Zhao's family has no toys, and he doesn't know what to let Fanbei do.

So, a big one is two people sitting on the sofa.

Fortunately, the child is unable to stay, Fan Bette quickly broke the embarrassing atmosphere between two people, but her words, but let Zhao Poisheng almost nor the past.

"Pot, my brother-in-law is?"

Fan Beibei looked at Zhao Po.

puff!

Zhao Poked a sigh of breath and sprayed out and looked at the little guy, as if it was a super monster.

"Who, who teaches you?"

"Mom makes me call, but I think my brother-in-law is not as good as the pot." Fan Belle said with a big eyes, said to Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked is a little bit, and it is true that the child's rummy is nothing, it is true.

Perhaps Li Yuan is just a teasing her, and he didn't expect the little guy to be true.

Gently 's head, Zhao Poisheng smiled and said: "The brother-in-law is not something, but who will bull you, you can tell me."

"Well!" Fan Beibei took the head.

"Pot, will you sing?" Not long, the little guy couldn't stay.

"No." Zhao Poked his head.

"My sister will." It is obvious that Fan Beibei is very disappointed, I originally thought that this pot is sang.

Zhao Poisheng is helpless, a few people are like 100,000, and they are full of curiosity for everything.

"Pot, will you draw?"

"will not."

"Pot, can you have children?"

"No, no ..."

"Pot, how you will not be."

Most time, Fan Beibei question, Zhao Po. Despite not willing to admit, Zhao Poing has had to say that he is more and more likes to be a small man in his arms. He is really a problem, and it is true, and Zhao Po is living, maybe this is a happy taste.