Zhao Qingcheng felt the weight on his back and clenched his teeth silently. His father's weight was more than 100 Jin, and his back was moving.

After walking the steps, Zhao Qingcheng panted like a dog.

Zhao Jin came down from his son's back, arranged his robes, and walked gracefully to the temple.

After reporting to his family, little Sami was very enthusiastic.

"How are you? I'm panting so much, but I'm in the summer? We have iced mung bean soup in our temple. It's the best way to dispel the summer heat. Will you bring me a bowl? " The little monk is very warm.

Zhao Jin said slowly, "no, he didn't suffer from heatstroke, but his physique is a little poor. I've told him many times to practice martial arts and exercise well, but I didn't listen to him. Now I can't even compete with an old man like me. What a family misfortune. "

Little Shami looked at Zhao Jin sympathetically. He was so noble as king Ding, but his son was so weak. Alas, every family had troubles.

Zhao Qingcheng

Dad, if you lie in front of the Buddha, you are not afraid of the blame of the Buddha?

Zhao Jin took a look at Zhao Qingcheng: can Buddha still manage our family affairs?

Zhao Qingcheng: you are my father has the final say.

Poor Zhao Qingcheng became famous the first time he came to Taihe temple.

The prince of Dingwang's mansion has no strength to bind a chicken. Even a woman is inferior to him. The steps in front of the mountain gate are out of breath.

Little Sami sends a message to Amur. Amur rushes out to meet his uncle and cousin.

"Uncle, is it done?" Asked Amur eagerly.

Zhao Jin in front of this nephew has always maintained a serious image, only nodded gently.

"Amur, are you so anxious? How old are you, and you miss your daughter-in-law all the time? " Zhao Qingcheng was holding his breath, unable to make complaints about Tucao.

"Of course I have to be anxious. If I meet a good girl, I don't want to hurry. If you want your cousin to be like this, you'll be 20 years old and single. " Amur's strong retort.

Zhao Qingcheng feels that he has been severely damaged.

Where is he in his twenties? He's only twenty.

Young man in his prime, why do you dislike him?

Zhao Jin agreed with Amur's words, "you really can't compare with Amur in this point. You should reflect on it."

Zhao Qingcheng is wilting. He doesn't want to talk. He just wants to be quiet.

Qi Zhen Zhen now also knew the news that the father and son of King Ding came, thinking about each other's status, thought that they should come out to say hello.

"It's all a family. It's not so polite." Zhao Jin helped Qi Zhen.

Qi Zhen Zhen is a little muddled, she didn't hear wrong? Does Lord Ding say they are a family? She didn't remember that Hou's residence was related to Wang's residence. Is it from the protectorate? Qi Zhenzhen asks Chunfeng with her eyes. Chunfeng shakes her head to show that she doesn't know.

Fortunately, Zhao Jin did not continue to sell the key, "before I came, I went to Hou's house. I've decided with the old lady that Miss Qi San will marry my nephew. "

Qi Zhen Zhen opens a big mouth, some can't believe, she has called two people to contact before, if appropriate, it's not impossible to get married.

Do you want it so fast?

Amur's mischievous, will King Ding follow suit?

No, there are also grandmothers and fathers. How can they let King Ding do mischief?

"The two children are congenial, and they are a perfect match. They have decided early that the two families can also walk as relatives." King Ding said with a smile, "where's Miss Qi San? Why didn't you see anyone? "

It's too hot. Qi Xuanxuan is making ice cubes in the kitchen to make iced double skin milk that Qi Zhenzhen taught her.

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