Chapter: 7277

"Go and see."

Zhang Han nodded and said something.

Everyone flew inside.

Old Daoist Honghu said: "Brother, I have prepared a titanium alloy wheelchair for you. This is definitely more comfortable for you than the one you sat in before. Come on! Brother, please take a seat!"

While speaking, Honghu Laodao took out a brand new and shiny wheelchair.

"Ah?" Mengmeng was stunned again.

Daoist Qingfeng slapped his forehead and cursed secretly: Damn, this Honghu veteran is really a thief! Did he think of all this?

Patriarch Chu was a little puzzled, looked left and right, and sighed secretly: I was negligent.

However, he found that Zhang Han's face was a little dark.

Can't help laughing.

Flattered and patted the horse's feet?

"Thank you, I don't need it now." Zhang Han said angrily.

"Dad, have you been in a wheelchair before?" Mengmeng was a little startled, more distressed, and said angrily: "Look at you! If you don't tell me anything, am I still your daughter?"

Quite dissatisfied.

"Oh, baby."

Zhang Han hurriedly said with a smile: "Aren't I afraid that you are worried? Besides, Dad was just lazy at that time and his body was a little weak. Now he is fine."

"Hmph! I'm ignoring you." Mengmeng turned her head and pursed her lips.

Zhang Han was helpless and funny, and started coaxing beside him.

Every time he said a word, there was a drop of cold sweat on the old Taoist Honghu's forehead.

In the end, a sweat.

I feel ashamed in my heart, wishing I could smash the wheelchair I bought at a high price.

Daoist Qingfeng snickered.

Patriarch Chu smiled face to face.

Mu Xue blinked and observed secretly.

After being coaxed for a while, Mengmeng felt better, but she rolled her eyes and pretended to be angry.

Until they arrived at Chu Youyou's house.

"Dad, Mom."

Zhang Han looked happy.

It turned out to be Zi Qiang and Xu Xinyu.

There are also people with low strength such as Liu Qingfeng and Liu Jiaran.