Rural Dad

"Dad, dad, are they the workers hired by grandpa?" Guoguo asked innocently, watching Wang Kui and his four companions sweating profusely while repairing the pigsty through the bamboo fence.

Zhao Han laughed dumbly when he heard this: "They are not workers, because they don't want wages."

"I know, I know! They are volunteers who came to help voluntarily!" Zhao Xingxing raised his hand quickly.

Wang Kui, who was repairing the pigsty and panting with exhaustion, almost fell to the ground when he heard this.

Damn volunteers, I was volunteered!

He suspected that Xingxing was deliberately mocking him. This stinky boy is as bad as his father!

It's true that like father, like son, damn it!

A good man never suffers a loss in front of him.

Sooner or later, I will get this place back!

Today's bricks are particularly hot.

Zhao Jiang hesitated to speak. He wanted to persuade Zhao Han to give up, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything. He bent down and picked up Xingxing: "Come into the house with grandpa. It's sunny outside. Are you hungry? Grandpa will make you something delicious."

"Guoguo is hungry!" Guoguo let go of the puppy, ran to Zhao Jiang, and said with her head tilted up.

Zhao Jiang laughed and picked her up with his other hand: "Let's go, grandpa will cook for Guoguo."

"Grandpa is so nice." Guoguo kissed him.

Xingxing also hurriedly kissed Zhao Jiang.

Zhao Jiang was so happy that his eyes narrowed with laughter, and he seemed to be ten years younger.

Zhao Han looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile. Isn't life supposed to be like this?

Suddenly, he felt something pulling his trouser legs. He looked down and found that it was the two puppies.

They were only about 30 centimeters long, about the same size as when he first brought Dahuang back.

"As naughty as you were when you were a kid."

Looking at the fat little dog crawling on his shoes and pulling his trouser legs and shoelaces from time to time, Zhao Han smiled and rubbed Da Huang's head.

"Woof woof~" Da Huang barked twice, then held the puppies by their necks and took them all into the nest.

Zhao Han picked up the box and prepared to enter the yard, and suddenly the previous scene appeared in his mind again.

A mysterious space with a thatched hut and a clear pond.

He froze in his place and muttered to himself: "Is it an illusion again? Have I read too many novels? If it's not an illusion, I can go in."

Thinking about it, he touched the ring on his hand again. The next second, the scene in front of him changed, and he had appeared in the space, standing in front of the hut.

"This..."

Zhao Han was in doubt. You know, as a soldier, he is a staunch materialist.

But now this scene overturned his cognition.

He reached out and touched it, and the thatched hut was real.

Then he walked towards the pond, because according to his experience of reading various novels, this water must be extraordinary.

Zhao Han lay down and drank a mouthful of water. It was sweet and cool in his throat, refreshing, and he also felt that the fatigue caused by the journey disappeared.

The six senses were strengthened, and the strength was greater.

It was amazing!

Zhao Han showed a sincere smile.

He stood up and looked around. There was fog all around, and he couldn't see through it, and people couldn't get through it.

He could only move in the area in front of him that was the size of two basketball courts, but he was satisfied.

Wait, if he suddenly disappeared, Wang Kui and others who were repairing the pig pen would definitely be scared crazy, right?

Zhao Han immediately thought about going out.

In an instant, the scene in front of him turned into his own fenced yard again.

And Wang Kui and the other four were still repairing the pig pen, without any abnormality, which gave Zhao Han some ideas.

Did he just enter with his consciousness?

Or did he enter with his soul?

Since that's the case, he doesn't have to worry about disappearing or appearing suddenly, which would scare people to death.

After trying, Zhao Han found that he could enter the space as long as he thought about it while touching the ring.

He could also bring things out of the space and bring things in from the outside.

The function of this space is even greater.

"Hanzi! Hanzi!"

"Xiaohan!"

A burst of noise suddenly came, Zhao Han looked in the direction of the sound, and saw several familiar faces running over here.

The leader was his uncle Zhao Hai, his father's brother, and also the village chief of Taoyuan Village.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

"Didn't we hear that you're back, and that Wang Kui brought people to your house? We were afraid that something might happen, so we came to see." Zhao Hai pursed his lips.

Zhao Han said, "What can happen to me..."

"Of course I'm not afraid of you, but I'm afraid that something might happen to Wang Kui, and I'm afraid that there will be a conflict, and you beat him to death in a rage." Zhao Hai said breathlessly.

Zhao Han: “…………”

“By the way, where is Wang Kui?” Zhao Hai asked.

A voice with grievance sounded: “Uncle Zhao, I’m here. "

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wang Kui, who was sweating all over, moving a few bricks with a sad face.

"This..." Zhao Hai and others were dumbfounded.

Zhao Han said with a smile: "Wang Kui brought people to repair the pigpen for my family. He was kind and I didn't want to let him make a wasted trip."

Everyone looked strange, and then laughed.

"I didn't expect Wang Kui to be so kind."

"You are worthy of being a well-known entrepreneur in our village."

"The boss even came to help people work in person..."

Listening to these jokes, Wang Kui, who was publicly executed, turned pale and embarrassed.

Today is really embarrassing!

He must avenge this! Definitely!

"Everyone come in and sit down." Zhao Han invited.

"No, no, we just came to take a look. If there is nothing else, we will go back. Hanzi, come and play when you are free. "

Everyone said hello and left, because it was lunch time and they had to go back to eat.

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Hai was the only one left.

"You are stronger, I heard you brought two kids back, where are they?" Zhao Hai asked.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "They went into the house with Dad, uncle, please go in and sit down, so that the kids can recognize their faces."

"That's fine." Zhao Hai helped Zhao Han carry the two small suitcases and walked in.

Zhao Han followed closely with the big suitcase.

"Wow, it smells so good, grandpa is really great."

"Yes, it smells much better than what dad makes, dad only knows how to make noodles, and often overcooks them."

Before entering the house, Zhao Han heard that little bastard Zhao Xingxing making up stories about him in front of his grandfather again.

"What bad things are you saying about me behind my back again, kid?" "Zhao Han glared at Xingxing after he entered.

Xingxing shrank his head and laughed dryly.

"Dad, who is this grandpa?" Guoguo asked Zhao Hai while holding a fat orange cat in her arms.

Before Zhao Han could speak, Zhao Hai took out two red envelopes he had prepared before, smiling: "I am your great grandpa, come on, call me grandpa."

"Great grandpa." The little guy shouted, but did not take the red envelope, but looked at Zhao Han.

Zhao Han said: "Grandpa gave it to you, just take it."

"Thank you, great grandpa!" The two little guys happily took the red envelope.

Zhao Hai laughed: "Xiao Han, these two kids in your room are sensible and well taught."

"Brother, I'm too lazy to go back, you can eat here at noon." Zhao Jiang said to Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai nodded: "That's fine, I just happen to have something to say to Xiao Han."