Chapter: 1495
"Who saved me?" Wang Zhanpeng looked around the house.
"Hey, thanks to Xiaohan this time, he is Jiaxin's nephew, a strong man in the late stage of the master, very powerful, if it weren't for him, brother, you wouldn't even dare to think about it."
Wang Zhanzong said with lingering fear, and glanced at him a few times after speaking; "Where is the little man?"
"What about others? Did they go back?" Rong Jiaxin was stunned.
"It should be back." Wang Ming nodded.
"Then I will thank him properly tomorrow." Wang Zhanpeng shook his head and said.
The feeling of regaining the lost must be extraordinary, and a group of people will talk for a while here.
Zhang Han naturally went back, and he was not interested in watching it, and he didn't want to wait for them to thank him for a while, so he might as well sleep with his wife in his arms.
Well, sleep...
Zhang Han's pace was three points faster, and when he returned to the hall, the chatting speed of several people was much slower.
Seeing Zhang Han coming back, they all went back to their houses to rest.
Zhang Han and Zi Yan changed into their own pajamas and went to bed. It could be seen that Zi Yan was a little sleepy, so Zhang Han didn't think much, and embraced each other and fell asleep.
Listening to the cute breathing on the small bed on the left, listening to Zi Yan's breathing.
This seems to be the most beautiful voice in the world, and Zhang Han's mouth can't help but hang a trace of satisfaction.
Nothing to say all night.
The next day, the little guy woke up at 7:30. As soon as she woke up, she saw her papa who was looking at her. She stretched out her little arms and let papa hug her to the big bed.
At eight o'clock, Zi Yan also woke up, got up to wash and dress up.
They didn't go out until 8:30, and Zhou Fei and Zhang Li had also packed up at this time.
After going out, Wang Ming sat and drank tea with Rong Jiaxin and Wang Ya in the yard. After they came out, Wang Ming immediately called to notify them to prepare breakfast.
"Are you awake?" Wang Ming smiled happily and enthusiastically, and said, "Xiaohan, Xiaoyan, my dad went back to the countryside in the morning, and he wants to get some souvenirs by himself, and when he comes back in the evening, uncle will cook for himself to thank you. "
Zhang Han chuckled lightly when he heard the words.
Mengmeng is not very interested in local specialties, and nothing is as delicious as Baba.
The little guy was interested in another thing.
"Well, are we going to play in the amusement park today?" Mengmeng pouted and asked.
People haven't forgotten about it.
"I'll go after dinner later." Zhang Han smiled and shaved Mengmeng's face.
"Okay, okay." Mengmeng happily waved her little palm.
So the group went to the restaurant and met several Wang family members along the way, all of whom greeted Zhang Han warmly.
There are all kinds of seniority, so Zi Yan couldn't help laughing.
After the meal, everyone returned to the residence to get some supplies they had with them.