The stall was exposed to 60 million

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingchun quickly took over.

"Sister-sized sister, to be honest, I really don't believe this is true, so, I'll keep this first, and see if I can see you again?"

Listening to what he said, Sister Su also covered her mouth and nodded.

"now it's right."

"Oh, by the way, how will I see you in the future? Why do you say that I can see you again with this finger?"

"If you want to see you again, you can rub your fingers three times in the middle of the night, and then just talk to me. I receive your signal and I will show up!"

"Isn't this similar to our current WeChat? This is called a message?"

Su Wan'er nodded.

"Great, then when I am idle, I will rub you out to chat?"

Both of them were amused.

The little maid said angrily: "What are you talking about, who do you think you are? You come out as soon as you rub my eldest lady? You want to be beautiful? It depends on whether my eldest lady is in that mood."

At this moment, I heard a rooster croaking outside the window in the painting.

This is the size of Su-Sister looked out the window, even a little bit reluctant, and said softly.

"Master Zhang, it's almost dawn, I have to go back, there will be a period later!"

"Well, there will be a period later."

After speaking, he turned and walked into the painting.

When he reaches the side of the painting, he becomes motionless in the painting.

At this time, the little maid walked to the scroll, turned her head and glanced at Zhang Zao, and waved at him mischievously.

Just after entering the painting, he deliberately stretched out his head and made a face at him, making Zhang Jingchun amused.

Was this ancient little girl so naughty?

At this time, the curious Zhang Zao was also strange, he also wanted to see what was in the window?

After speaking, he quickly got out of bed, took three steps in two steps, ran to the side of the painting, and stretched his head to look in.

Just when he looked into the window with his probe, he felt a "bang" and slammed his head against the wall.

I felt black in front of my eyes, and my body fell down.

And in the last glimmer of consciousness that he fainted, he seemed to have a glimpse of the world in the painting...

It seems to have seen an ancient mansion with winding paths, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and on the tree-lined paths in the garden, a few people in ancient clothes are walking and chatting, as if Smelling the scent of flowers, it was true and magical, and immediately after that, I didn't know anything.

...

Its daybreak.

Grandma led her small white eyes, and came back from a walk with a few buns in her hand.

As soon as he entered the yard, he yelled at it.

"Jing Chun, my dear grandchildren, get up quickly."

As soon as the old lady finished shouting, the little white eyes screamed.

"Wow, Wang Wang," the owner is about to get up, today there are Goubuli Rou Baozi.

"Mom, you got up so early today, alas, I have slept until now?"

Zhang Jingchun's mother stretched out a long lazy waist, walked out of the room, and yawned at the sunny sunrise.

"People are getting old and doze less, and taking advantage of the good morning air, I went to the small woods next to me and eat quickly. I bought the Goubuli meat buns today at the newly opened store, and taste the taste. how about it?"

"Mom, why don't you buy fried dough sticks and drink hot spicy soup? This bun is too tasteless?"

"You haven’t seen a small video on the Internet saying that the deep-fried buns are less eaten, the heavy-flavored ones are less eaten, and the more vegetarian ones, besides, the steamed buns are more tasty and not hot, you guys These young people don't know how to cherish their bodies, and they especially like to eat hot pot. When you get old, it will be too late?"

Grandma said, she went upstairs to call Zhang Jingchun.

"Grandson, my dear grandson, it's time to get up, the sun is all right!"

Grandma was in good spirits at this time, as if she had drunk the Fushou wine, her body is getting better and better, and her spirit is full.

No matter how old Zhang Jingchun grows up, in the eyes of the old lady, that is his good grandson.

When I came to the door, I looked at the sign of Zizhu Pavilion with a look of satisfaction.

The Fengshui Pavilion opened by his son before was called Zizhu Fengshui Pavilion. Although the business was booming, he didn't make any money in the past.

Now the grandson has inherited his mantle and reopened the Fengshui Pavilion, named Zizhu Pavilion, and the grandson earns more than his son, so the old lady is happy.

"Tuk tuk!"

"Bow!"

"Good grandson, haven't you gotten up, Jing Chun..."

Grandma yelled twice without hearing a sound, so she opened the door and went in, but when she came to his bedroom, she screamed in fright when she saw Zhang Jingchun actually lying on the ground.

"Grandson, my good grandson, what's the matter with you? Boy damn, boy him, come here and see what's wrong with my grandson?"

His mother was so frightened that she didn't rinse her teeth, so she ran up anxiously.

When I saw my son fell on the ground, he almost fell to the ground with fright. He couldn't hold the door frame with both hands.

"Oh, you, that's what you can do, come here and help."

Mom barely came over at this time, holding Zhang Jingchun and patted her face constantly.

"Mom, grandma, this is..."

When they saw Zhang Jingchun awake, the two of them were speechless.

"Oh, brat, you scared grandma to death. Why did you lie on the ground without sleeping in a good bed?"

"Yes, I was so scared that my legs were soft just now. Do you want to scare Mom to death?"

Seeing that the second elder's eyes were red with fright, he hurriedly smiled: "Grandma, Mom, I don't know why I fell asleep on the ground? It's probably sleepwalking.

At this moment, Zhang Jingchun couldn't remember what happened last night. He felt dizzy, as if he was not asleep, and yawned with his mouth open...

"Grandma, you guys haven't eaten, I'm going to buy breakfast?"

"Waiting for you to buy breakfast, people have closed their doors a long time ago. Look at what time it is. It's already past 9 o'clock. Your mother is getting lazier and lazy. I have been up for a long time. Steamed stuffed bun, hurry up to eat?

"Oh, good good!"

Then we walked out together.

At this moment, the little white eyes yelled several times from behind.

Zhang Jingchun said while looking at Xiao Bai's eyes.

"Xiao Baiyan'er left quickly, and I'll eat meat buns for you!"

Not only did this little dog not go, but on the contrary it barked more violently, standing up while barking, looking at the wall.

"What's your name? Don't want to eat meat buns?"

He said he had to hold Xiao Bai's eyes.

Seeing this little white eyes struggling non-stop, not only that, but also twisting his head.

Grandma looked at the unusual little white face and muttered, "What is your name, little white eye? Is there anything on the wall?"

"Is there anything on the wall..."

Before Zhang Jingchun could finish speaking, she was shocked.

At this time, grandma also found the problem.

"Grandson, look at the painting on the wall, why..."