After saying that, Mr. Liao turned around and walked over to Monk Jingchen with the two kilograms of beef jerky in his arms, showing off. "Stinky monk, see, I also have this black fish jerky. Don't try to tempt me with yours. I won't be fooled by you."
Monk Jingchen looked eagerly at the two kilograms of dried black fish meat in his hand and snorted, "What's so great about that? I can eat as much as I want. You only have these two kilograms, humph!"
When everyone saw the two old men fighting to the death for the dried meat, they all smiled secretly with their lips pursed.
The fight continued until the Liao family's dinner started, and the two old men chose to shut up because of food.
At the dinner table, Liao Qingting suddenly remembered the content of the telegram Zhang Meng had sent them not long ago.
"When my grandfather and I received your call a few days ago saying you were coming to the capital, we thought you were coming for those medicinal herbs."
At this point, Liao Qingting looked at the couple and said, "By the way, do you still want the herbs we found for you last time? We're still waiting for your reply."
When Zhang Meng heard about the herbs, she immediately stopped eating and quickly responded, "Yes, yes, of course I want them. Why wouldn't I want them? Tell the herb seller that I want all of them! The price is negotiable."
Liao Qingting listened and nodded. "I understand. Just your words are enough. I'll call the medicine seller after dinner, and you can negotiate the price then."
At this time, Mr. Liao, who had just finished his meal, looked up at Zhang Meng and asked curiously, "Zhang Meng, why did you buy so many herbs? These herbs won't last long. If they're not stored properly, they'll get moldy."
Zhang Meng secretly glanced at Gu Mingtai beside him, then smiled and said to Grandpa Liao, "Grandpa Liao, I plan to use it to make something. What I want to make requires a lot of medicinal herbs."
Old Master Liao glanced at the couple and hummed, but he knew in his heart that the couple must be hiding something from him.
But since the other person doesn't want to talk about it, he just doesn't ask.
After dinner, everyone chatted for a while, and the three little guys sitting next to Zhang Meng, Zhang Tao, Xiaohu and Xiaojiang, started yawning.
In the end, it was Old Master Liao who felt sorry for the three little guys. He waved his hand and told them to go back to their rooms to rest first. If they had anything to say, they could wait until they had rested.
The rooms that the Liao family arranged for their family were all on the same floor. When Zhang Meng came into the room after taking a shower, she saw Gu Mingtai, acting like a good father, coaxing the little zombie to sleep.
Seeing this rare scene, Zhang Meng was reluctant to go in and just stood at the door and watched quietly.
Gu Mingtai, with a cold face, looked at the little guy sleeping beside him. Suddenly, his heart was touched a little. He couldn't help but start to think that if he and Xiao Meng really had a child, maybe he could really be a good father! Just as he was thinking about these things, he immediately noticed that there was a gaze in the room that didn't belong to the two of them. He was alert and immediately found the right gaze. When they met, his face couldn't help but become unnatural. He quickly put the little zombie in his arms on the bed.
Zhang Meng walked in with a smile and praised, "Gu Mingtai, you coaxed the little zombie to sleep today!"
Gu Mingtai blushed, coughed lightly, and said unnaturally, "I have no choice. This guy has been waiting for you to take him to bed, crying and making so much noise. In order to prevent my ears from being damaged by his noise, I can only be patient and coax him."
Zhang Meng's mouth curled up, and she walked over to him, glanced at the sleeping little zombie, and raised her mouth even higher, saying, "Gu Mingtai, you will definitely be a qualified father in the future!"
Gu Mingtai interrupted her with an embarrassed look on his face, "I'll take him to grandma's room."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Meng to speak, he strode out of bed, picked up the sleeping little zombie and went to the next room.
Less than two minutes later, Zhang Meng, who was reading a book, was startled by the sound of a door slamming loudly.
Just as she raised her head, a figure ran up hurriedly, snatched the alchemy book in her hand and threw it aside, and then she was pressed down on the bed by the tall figure beside her and could not move.
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