Chapter: 2807

This is also the first time he knows this. When he came here before, how could he ask where this house came from?

He doesn't even care who the uncle Mu next door is.

But now, upon hearing the news, Zhang Han wondered if this Uncle Mu was also his father's man?

"Hey, you guys came back with such a nice car? It seems like a Rolls-Royce worth millions, right?" The old man stared carefully at the two cars in front of him and said, "It's really promising. As half of Qianlong Village, I'm proud of you, it's great."

The old man laughed twice, and applauded Zhang Han. From his clear eyes, he could see the relatively simple blessing. At this time, he noticed Mengmeng standing behind Zhang Han's legs, and suddenly smiled: "You are so delicate. Whose child is this?"

"It's my daughter, isn't she beautiful?" Zhang Han laughed and touched Mengmeng's little head: "This is the old village chief, just call him Grandpa."

"Hmm, hello old village chief, my name is Mengmeng." Mengmeng waved her little hand.

"So cute." The old man laughed, and took out a bag of toffee from his pocket: "Grandpa will give you candy."

"Eh?" Mengmeng hesitated a little, then looked up at Zi Yan.

She is very clear that Ma Ma seldom allows herself to eat spicy and sweet candies.

"Accept it, uh, what do you want to say when you receive the gift?" Zi Yan smiled and said to Mengmeng.

"Hmm, thank you, grandpa." Mengmeng thanked happily while taking the candy.

"You're welcome."

The old man grinned several times.

After Mengmeng took the candy, she tore off the candy skin with her own little hands, and ate it happily, while muttering:

"Garbage can't be thrown on the ground."

So Mengmeng's clear eyes turned twice, and finally fixed on Zhang Han's trouser pocket, holding the candy skin in her small palm, and stuffed it directly.

Zhang Han couldn't laugh or cry, and remembered the scene of Mengmeng rubbing her nose on Zi Yan when she was crying.

"Are you going to Sishui Lake?" The old man looked in that direction, shook his head and sighed: "Originally, a cement road was built to reach Sishui Lake, so if you drive in, it will only take three to five minutes, but, hey , let’s not talk about it, you guys go over and play, I’m going back to make lunch, come back later, come and have a drink with me?”

"Old village chief, at such an advanced age, can he still drink?" Zhang Han laughed.

"Huh?" The old village chief was not happy when he heard the words: "Now I can drink half a catty of liquor with or without it!"

"Haha, okay, let's go around first." Zhang Han nodded.

After saying goodbye, he glanced at the back of the old village chief, then at Zhao Feng, moved his lips slightly, and said a few words via voice transmission.

Zhao Feng nodded, and Xu Yong followed the old village chief to his house nearby, during which time Zhao Feng quietly produced an extra bank card in his hand.

It was fate to meet each other. In Zhang Han's opinion, the old village chief is also quite a nice person, and he also knows that he is dedicated to the villagers. Seeing his somewhat disappointed gaze just now, Zhang Han felt that building a road or something seems to be a simple matter. And his wish was fulfilled.

It can be said that one person ascends to heaven, and Zhang Han casually throws it out, sometimes it is a big opportunity for others. Now many things are actually just a matter of one sentence for him.

Even if he doesn't understand, many people will scramble to help him do it.

"Brother, it seems that the ice hasn't melted yet? Why are we going there?"

Walking up the field path, Zhang Li couldn't help asking.

"Let's go around and get what our dad left behind." Zhang Han replied.