Chapter: 1988

But then seeing Xiao Hei who was sitting on top of him honestly, his big black eyes rolled around, and he also ran over.

This little black actually went to slip his beard by himself! Not enough brotherhood, next time I eat hot pot, I want to fill it with less meat!

When it came, the back mountain area also changed its appearance.

A series of stone roads spread among them, making them more neat. The holly trees around the fish pond were scattered and replaced with stone surfaces. There are also some small platforms for fishing, and the small houses of the dogs are also shotguns, and there are dwellings for livestock. , the area of ​​the planting area is also much larger, but on the left side of the planting area, small lights flew over like lightning, and fruit trees grew one by one.

"I've been thinking about this orchard for a long time. Both you and Mengmeng like to eat fruits, but the energy was not enough when the territory was transformed for the first time. These fruits are all fruits from the world of cultivating immortals, not spiritual treasures, but they taste better. The cycle of growing fruit in a few days."

"Most of them are similar to apples and bananas. They are equivalent to high-end products. There are also some fruits that are not available here. They can be eaten after three or four days."

"The lawn on the left can be used as a golf course, and a football field. When it is remodeled for the third time in the future, I will build a dreamland for Mengmeng."

Zhang Han smiled, raised his hand, and the place on the far left began to change.

"Forehead......"

Seeing that the reconstruction is almost done, Zhang Han leaked a satisfied look, then looked at Qianqian Mountain, and with a thought, the woods in the center were separated to the two sides, forming a road surface, and the huge stones crossed the sky, forming a huge semicircular stone arch.

Then Zhang Han looked at Zi Yan who was a little confused, smiled, and said:

"Let's give our home a name."

"What's it called..."

Zi Yan's expression leaked a trace of entanglement.

Xanadu?

Not very satisfied.

Heaven and earth?

…

Mengmeng, Zhang Yumeng, myself, Zhang Han, Zhang Hanyang...

"Or... just call it Hanxiang Pavilion? The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, which means that our current happy life has actually gone through a very difficult period." Zi Yan pursed her lips and said.

"Okay." Zhang Han chuckled, raised his palm slightly, and the three-character name was about to linger on the stone arch.

"Wait, wait, Hanxiang Pavilion sounds a bit inappropriate, why not take a homonym, call it Hanxian Pavilion." Zi Yan said again.

As soon as this remark came out, Dahei, who had just been sitting behind him, yelled:

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The hostess is amazing!

It gave a thumbs up and was flattering.

Provoking Zi Yan to purse her lips and smile.

Zhang Han controlled the energy of the Leiyang tree, and left three characters directly above the stone arch: "Hanxian Pavilion"

Rumble!

A dull sound came from the ground.