"Probably, it holds a grudge quite a bit."
"My husband put the crab in the highest place."
"Okay, does Maoqiu still need to be penalized?"
"Okay, it won't have any snacks for the next few days."
The food standards should be lowered; I think the food has been too good.
"Okay, then we won't feed it meat for the next few days."
The couple brought drinks into the house.
"Grandpa, Grandma, where are your cups? Let me pour you some."
"It's on the table, Xiao Bai, go get it."
"Okay, I'll go get it."
The little ones all crowded around, staring longingly.
"You two can share one ice cream, but you can skip the drinks."
The little ones were happy too.
Zhuang Bingqian helped tear open the ice cream wrapper.
The little ones shared one stick between each other.
Zhuang Zhimeng looked at the dogs.
She gave half an ice cream to Maotuan and Maoyan, and ate the other half herself.
"Furry, you're gone."
Don't think we don't know you were the one who caught the crabs.
You haven't had any snacks these past few days, just regular meals, and no meat.
The furball was dumbfounded and kept barking at its owner.
"It's no use yelling at me. You should reflect on your own actions."
The fluffy ball whimpered and walked to the corner, curling up into a ball.
The little ones felt sorry for the little one and wanted to share their ice cream with the little one.
"If you feed it, you'll be like a furball for the next few days."
There were no snacks left, and no meat either.
We're eating while you can only watch.
The little ones quickly put the ice cream pieces they had bitten off into their own mouths.
Zhuang Bingqian and Cao Wenxiu both laughed as they watched.
"Okay, Yaya is still alright, but she still needs to be disciplined when necessary."
"It seems they all listen to you quite a bit."
"Yes, the children did a really good job."
While we were sleeping, Maoqiu grabbed the box. If it had scratched it a few more times, the crab might have actually escaped.
"They need to be taught a lesson."
"yes."
An Qingbai took the cups from his grandparents.
"Grandpa, Grandma, what flavors would you both like?"
One is apple juice, and the other is peach juice.
"I want the apple one."
"I want a peach."
An Qingbai handed the apple juice to his grandfather and then poured peach juice for his grandmother.
"It tastes good and is quite refreshing."
“I also think it tastes good. We can make it at home more often in the future.”
"That's easy, just add water and ice to the juice."
Pure fruit juice is a bit too sweet; it's better to neutralize it with water.
"Then can we add milk?"
"Sure, as long as the flavors don't clash, we can add them."
"I'll try it when I get home."
"Grandma, you can also break the ice into shavings and make it into a smoothie."
"Yes, that's definitely possible. It will have an icy texture."
"That's right, we've already made it at the beach, and it was quite delicious."
"Okay, I'll look into it later."
Zhuang Bingqian finished his juice and wiped his mouth.
"Come on, let me show you around."
"Okay, Grandpa."
Everyone followed Zhuang Bingqian as he toured the entire park.
During this time, he also ran into several of Zhuang Bingqian's old comrades-in-arms.
"Old Zhuang, is this the granddaughter you were talking about?"
"Yes, how could it be fake?"
I told you my granddaughter would bring the children, but you didn't believe me.
"We believe you, okay?"
"Haha, that's more like it. Come to my house for dinner in a few days."
I'm planning to get a sheep. I've already made contact, and it will be delivered in a few days.
“We have to go. We’ve never been lenient when it comes to eating your food, Lao Zhuang.”
"Okay, wait for my notification. I'll call you when the sheep arrive."
"Okay, you guys keep looking around, we're going fishing over there."
"Um."
Zhuang Bingqian sighed and began to tell Zhuang Zhimeng and the others.
"Don't be fooled by their talkativeness now; they all have some hidden injuries, more or less."
Sometimes the illness strikes suddenly, and the patient could pass away at any moment.
"Oh? Grandpa, is it that serious?"
"Yes, the one who was just talking, he had a relapse yesterday."
The doctors worked tirelessly for a long time to save him; he almost died.
Zhuang Zhimeng thought for a moment, then hooked her arm around her grandfather's.
"Grandpa, I have a ginseng root that is two hundred years old."
I have another prescription that can help regulate the body. Would you like me to roll it into pills for those grandfathers?
"Ya Ya, are you really planning to take it out?"
I still treasure the 500-year-old ginseng your parents brought back before.
Things are inanimate, but people are alive.
At the very least, it would allow those who have made great contributions to the country to no longer suffer from physical pain.
This ginseng root can probably yield several thousand pills, but no more.
You decide who to give it to.
"Okay, Grandpa thanks Yaya on behalf of my old comrades."
I'll apply to my superiors and get a bonus approved for you.
"It's up to you, you don't have to pay."
"We hope you can provide some convenience when we need to get anything done in the future."
"Okay, I understand your request. I will report it to my superiors."
But you still have to take the money; you've essentially done something for the country.
"That's true. If you really want to come down, then I'll accept it."
"Yes, we should accept it when it's time."
Zhuang Zhijun suddenly had an idea.
"Grandpa, sister, I want to make medicine in the future."
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