Eat, eat well, this problem must be solved!
Just as he finished drawing the blueprint, Lao Zhong came back with his men leading a few donkeys, and Zhao Hao gave the blueprint to Lao Zhong.
"Send someone to the blacksmith shop and make this set of knives for me as soon as possible according to the blueprint."
"Master, why are you striking with a knife? You don't want to use the knife to deal with Lu Huairen, do you? Please don't do anything rash!"
"Get lost! Do you really need to use a knife to deal with a mere Lu Huairen? Just go if I tell you to. Why are you wasting your time talking?"
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away!"
Looking at Lao Zhong running away, Zhao Hao rolled his eyes speechlessly.
This old guy just deserves to be scolded!
At lunch time, Zhao Wenxiang came back and didn't look very good.
As soon as Zhao Haojin entered the cafeteria, he saw his father's gloomy old face.
"Dad, what's going on? Did you ask someone to cook it?"
Zhao Wenxiang glared at him unhappily.
"You bastard, you have no respect for your parents. Do you want to be beaten again?"
Zhao Hao waved his hands quickly: "No, just treat me like a fart!"
Qin Shuyun, who was standing by, heard this and immediately said angrily, "Hao'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhao Wenxiang snorted, "It's getting more and more outrageous!"
When Qin Shuyun heard her husband was about to scold her son, she immediately defended him.
"Brother Xiang, you haven't been home all day, don't scold Hao'er as soon as you come back!"
Zhao Wenxiang was speechless. It seems that you, as the mother, can say it, but I, as the father, cannot say it?
What? I’m the stepfather?
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