"President Zhao." Looking at the man walking towards her, Zhang Meng had a faint smile on her face.
Dean Zhao who came over didn't care. After all, he had already seen earlier that Comrade Zhang didn't like dealing with him.
"Comrade Zhang, this is my friend, surnamed Wu. I wonder if Comrade Zhang is free right now. My friend wants to talk to you about something."
"Hello, Comrade Zhang. I've heard Lao Zhao mention your name." Wu Yousheng smiled ingratiatingly.
Zhang Meng nodded at him and turned to look at Dean Zhao. "Dean Zhao, I have something to do right now. If you are free, you can bring your friend to my house tomorrow to talk."
Dean Zhao then looked at Gu Mingtai and Elder Monk Jingchen beside Zhang Meng, smiled at them, and immediately continued to say to Zhang Meng, "Okay, Comrade Zhang has something to do, you go ahead and do it, we will visit you tomorrow."
Zhang Meng nodded and winked at Gu Mingtai, and the three of them quickly left the state-owned restaurant.
At the entrance of the state-owned hotel, Wu Yousheng looked at his old friend, Dean Zhao, with a look of suspicion on his face. "Old Zhao, is this person you introduced really any good? He looks young, so I wonder if he's a liar."
Dean Zhao chuckled, "Old Wu, you're not clear about what kind of person I am. Comrade Zhang may be a little young, but she's truly capable. See this talisman I'm wearing? I bought it from her. Ever since I started wearing it, all my old ailments have healed. Also, I feel very energetic every day."
Wu Yousheng looked skeptical.
After leaving the state-owned hotel, Zhang Meng and the other two walked on the street.
Old Monk Jingchen held a piece of grass in his mouth. "That man surnamed Zhao just now had an unlucky look. But I don't know what happened. Maybe someone with great talent helped him and changed his fate, freeing him from all the bad luck."
"Master, this master is right in front of you." Gu Mingtai glanced at Zhang Meng beside him, and said with a smile to the old monk Jingchen who was walking with his head down.
Old Monk Jingchen first glanced at his disciple, then immediately followed his disciple's gaze to see Zhang Meng next to him.
"Girl, it was you who changed Mr. Zhao's luck!" Old Monk Jingchen looked at her in surprise.
Zhang Meng nodded embarrassedly, "I think so. I recently sold him five talismans. He must have gotten better because of my talismans."
"No wonder, that's right, but girl, you can actually draw talismans?" Old Monk Jingchen stared at her with a profound expression.
Zhang Meng smiled shyly and said, "I can only draw a little bit, but I'm not very good at it."
"Who said that? You are so good at painting. In my opinion, those masters of talisman painting hiding in the dark may not be as good as you." Old Monk Jingchen looked at her with even more disbelief this time.
The fact that she could receive praise from his disciple meant that this girl really had some abilities.
"That's right. Draw a few for me someday."
Zhang Meng smiled and said, "As long as you don't dislike my work, Master, that's fine."
After separating from Gu Mingtai and Master Jingchen, Zhang Meng returned to the village with the letter in his pocket.
As soon as she got home, two small figures rushed towards her.
"Sister, you're back!" "Sister, are you okay?"
Xiao Zhangtao and Xiaobao spoke anxiously one after another.
"It's okay. Why is Xiaobao here?" Zhang Meng asked Xiaobao.
"Sister, I asked the old lady in my family to go to the mountain to pick pine nuts early this morning. If I knew someone was going to bully you, I would definitely kill him." Xiaobao looked guilty.
“You’re talking nonsense again. How old are you? You’re trying to kill someone. Is your old woman still bullying you like before?”
Zhang Meng really couldn't call out Zhang Dahu's biological mother's name.
"Yeah, it's the same as before, but I'm not someone who can be bullied. If she dares to bully me, I'll bully her little grandson."
"Sister, I brought you three sweet potatoes. Let's roast them today." Xiaobao happily held up three sweet potatoes as big as an adult's palm and shook them.
Suddenly, a short, hunchbacked figure appeared at the door of Zhang's house. "You bastard, I was wondering why three sweet potatoes were missing from my house. It turns out that this bastard stole them. Give them to me."
Old Lady Zhang came running from the door of Zhang's house and snatched the three sweet potatoes from Xiaobao's hand.
"You're talking nonsense. This is mine. I saved it by living frugally. You'd better give it back to me." Xiaobao tiptoed to grab the three sweet potatoes from Grandma Zhang's hand.
"You bastard, have you learned to lie? You eat from my house every day, how could I save any money? You can tell at a glance that you stole it from my cellar." Old Mrs. Zhang rudely pushed Dabao, who was trying to snatch the sweet potato from her hand, aside.
Xiaobao fell to the ground with a thud.
Seeing this, Zhang Meng frowned and stepped forward to stop Old Lady Zhang who was about to hit her. "Auntie, Xiaobao said he didn't steal it, so he definitely didn't steal it. It's a bit too much for you to hit a child like this."
Old Lady Zhang glanced at Zhang Meng, who was trying to stop her, and sneered, "Hey, isn't this the granddaughter of the Zhang family? What's wrong? Just take care of your own family affairs and stop trying to meddle in mine, okay? What's your status?"
"Because she is my sister." Xiaobao stood up and yelled at Old Lady Zhang.
Old Lady Zhang sneered, "She's your sister? You bastard, your sisters have long since gone to hell. How could you have a sister like that?"
When Xiaobao heard her mention her original brothers and sisters, he felt hatred in his heart. It was all thanks to this woman that her original brothers and sisters died.
"You still have the nerve to mention my sister and brother. You are the one who killed them. I will kill you, you old witch."
In an instant, Xiaobao's eyes turned red and he desperately hit Mrs. Zhang's stomach.
Old Lady Zhang took two steps back after being knocked around. After she came to her senses, she grabbed Xiaobao and started kicking and slapping him. "You bastard, do you want to kill me? If you can't kill me, I'll kill you first."
Zhang Meng's eyes were blazing with anger. She had always heard people say how hateful Old Lady Zhang was, but that was just hearsay. But this time, she saw it with her own eyes, and she wanted to kill the old woman. She slowly reached into her left pocket with her left hand, ready to take out the talisman to teach Old Lady Zhang, who was not worthy of being a grandmother, a lesson.
"Beat me to death! If you don't, I will beat you to death later." Xiao Bao, whose two little faces were covered with slap marks, shouted at Grandma Zhang who was slapping him.
"Okay, I'm going to beat you to death today." Old Mrs. Zhang was also very angry. She had only one thought in her mind: this little brat can't be kept anymore.
At this moment, a figure with water light emerged from the jade pendant worn around Zhang Meng's neck.
The water ghost Changsheng glared angrily at Old Lady Zhang who was still beating and kicking Xiaobao, "She is such a scoundrel! Let me teach her a lesson."
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