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Chapter 109 Your Cucumber

"Brother Zhang."

Ye Jingtian immediately stood up, put down his tea cup, tidied his clothes, and walked slowly towards Zhang Dongyang.

Qin Shuang also stood up one after another and followed Ye Jingtian, looking at Zhang Dongyang who was sitting on the truck very curiously.

He has a short hair and the clothes on his body are extremely cheap. Just like Zhang Fan, he looks ordinary.

She was really curious about how a man who looked so ordinary could train Zhang Fan.

Zhang Dongyang looked a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Xiaofan's little girlfriend's parents would come to visit him at this time. Looking at the smelly sweat on his body, Zhang Dongyang jumped down and patted his body.

Dust, looking at Zhang Fan running towards him with a smile on his face, he raised his hand and slapped Zhang Fan on the forehead: "Someone is coming, why don't you call me."

If someone comes, he should at least dress up. Looking at the rich appearance of Ye Jingtian and his wife, he naturally knows that these two people are either rich or noble. Although he told Ye Xuan at noon when he would meet his parents, it was just a joke.

Just words.

Xiaofan is still in high school and is still far away from meeting his parents.

Zhang Fan smiled helplessly. As soon as he returned home, he encountered Zhang Zhongliang selling his house, and then his future mother-in-law suddenly came to kill him. He only had time to make a pot of tea. His future father-in-law also came, so he had no time.

"Brother Zhang, don't blame Zhang Fan. It's because we were arrogant. We couldn't help it when we saw the good tea." Ye Jingtian smiled and his eyes also fell on Zhang Dongyang. He was curious about how such an ordinary guy could be.

Dahongpao for more than ten years.

Immediately, Ye Jingtian stretched out his hand and smiled: "Ye Jingtian, this is my wife Qin Shuang."

Zhang Dongyang stretched out his hand awkwardly, shook it with Ye Jingtian, and then said: "I'm sorry for the poor reception, please forgive me."

Ye Jingtian shook his head: "We are all a family, what are we talking about? Come here and try my tea-making skills."

Ye Jingtian was really embarrassed. He came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts. Instead, he drank the top-quality Dahongpao himself. He quickly ran to the stone table, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhang Dongyang.

The tip of Zhang Dongyang's nose twitched, then he took a deep breath and smacked lightly. Feeling the rich aroma of tea, his eyes lit up and he immediately said to Ye Jingtian: "What a good craftsmanship, it's simply better than my tea-making skills."

Too many."

Ye Jingtian was also a little proud. After all, this was his only hobby. He couldn't even make tea well, so how could he dare to say that he liked tea? He went to Wuyi Mountain to learn the art of tea himself.

"Brother Zhang is joking, come on, let's have a few drinks." Ye Jingtian said with a smile.

"Xiaofan, go unload the things in the car." Zhang Dongyang said, then sat next to Ye Jingtian, and the two of them drank tea.

Zhang Fan shrugged, jumped on the truck, looked at the pile of metal objects inside the truck, and couldn't help but wonder: "Dad, why did you buy these things?"

Zhang Fan took a closer look and saw an iron ball the size of a fist, an iron chain the thickness of a thumb, four sandbags, and even some military spurs.

"It's been a long time since I've exercised. I'll buy some stuff and practice hard. I'll also teach you some self-defense skills." Zhang Dongyang took a sip of tea and said slowly.

Self-defense skills?

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up instantly. He remembered the neat way his father beat Brother Wu. Damn, he wanted to ask his father about this, but he didn't expect his father to start making preparations.

Zhang Fan immediately became energetic and hurriedly unloaded his things.

When all the things in the car were unloaded, Ye Jingtian and Qin Shuang were a little dumbfounded.

What are you buying these things for?

However, Ye Yanran's eyes flickered. She came here firstly to find out the identity of Zhang Fan's father, and secondly to learn some skills from Zhang Fan's father. In the past, due to her health, after graduation, she

She could only stay in the Supervision Department, but now that her health is better, the violence factor in her body continues to spread.

Zhang Fan was having a great time playing with the two military thorns in his hands.

Ye Yanran ran over and grabbed the military thorn from Zhang Fan's hand.

At this time, she was even more certain about the identity of Zhang Fan's father. He was definitely a special forces soldier!

This military spur was roughly the same as the one she had seen in the military academy before, but the one in her hand was heavier and the blade was narrower. A groove on it was specially used for bleeding. There were rows of sharp serrations on the back of the knife.

, very capable, this is simply a must-have artifact for survival in the wild.

Zhang Fan looked at the spur spinning in Ye Yanran's hand, his eyes widened, hey, aren't you afraid of paddling your hands like this?

"Stop playing and go cook." Zhang Dongyang shouted.

Zhang Fan responded: "Right away."

Immediately, Zhang Fan ran into the kitchen.

Qin Shuang looked at Zhang Fan running into the kitchen and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Xiao Fan can also cook?"

Zhang Dongyang smiled awkwardly: "After Xiaofan turned ten, he was basically the one who cooked. The food I cooked could only guarantee food and clothing."

Qin Shuang's eyes became softer and softer, and she started cooking at the age of ten. Oh my God, how much hardship did this child Xiaofan suffer?

"I'm going to help Brother Fan." Zhang Xiaoyuan said and ran into the kitchen.

"Yanran, why are you still standing there? Go help Xiaofan." Qin Shuang said to Ye Yanran.

Ye Yanran's face was stunned, and she stared blankly at her mother, helping that bastard Zhang Fan cook? Are you kidding me?

"Yanran, go quickly." Ye Jingtian also urged at this time.

Ye Yanran looked at her mother and father, wailing in her heart, God, what kind of ecstasy soup did that bastard Zhang Fan give to her parents?

"I'll go too." Ye Xuan said and ran over immediately. Huh, she wouldn't let Zhang Xiaoyuan and Zhang Fan be alone. She can also cook.

Zhang Dongyang was dumbfounded: "This is not good."

Ye Jingtian waved his hands quickly: "What's wrong? Let a group of children do it. Let's have tea and wait for dinner."

Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Xiaoyuan, Ye Xuan, and Ye Yanran who walked in, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Hehe, it seems pretty good to cook while watching the girl.

The kitchen was originally not spacious. When Zhang Dongyang made the kitchen before, he thought it would only be him and Zhang Fan, so he didn't make it big.

However, at this time, with the addition of Ye Yanran and three others, it seemed a bit crowded.

Zhang Xiaoyuan happily ran to Zhang Fan and said quickly: "Brother, what am I doing?"

Zhang Fan threw a cabbage over and said, "Take it and wash it."

"What about me?" Ye Xuan asked, blinking.

"Peel the garlic." Zhang Fan handed a piece of garlic to Ye Xuan, and he picked up the kitchen knife to cut the meat.

Only Ye Yanran stood by the door, gritting her teeth and looking at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan suddenly turned his head and threw the cucumber next to him: "Your cucumber."

Ye Yanran quickly stretched out her hand, then became stunned.

cucumber?


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