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Chapter three hundred and seventy-two simple small methods

May 16th.

It’s already the due date for Meijia.

As the child's godfather.

Tang Zhan has recently made a lot of preparations based on his understanding of the plot.

Much of the night.

Hu Yifei shouted from outside: "Meijia is going to give birth, Meijia is going to give birth."

Hearing the sound, Zhuge opened his eyes vigorously: "Sister Meijia, are you about to give birth?"

Tang Zhan helped Zhuge Dali cover himself with the quilt: "It's just a drill when I hear it."

Zhuge Dali snuggled into Tang Zhan's arms under the quilt and continued to sleep.

Hu Yifei has been giving them a lot of trouble recently.

There is always a surprise attack.

Although she was tortured a lot by Hu Yifei.

But it's also a good thing for Tang Zhan.

Because Zhuge Dali lived in the attic, there was only a ladder without handrails up and down. In order to prevent accidents, Chen Meijia had to throw Zhuge Dali down first, so Zhuge Dali came to live with him recently.

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As a result, his relationship with Zhuge Dali quickly heated up.

Although it’s still a little short of ‘100 million’.

However, Tang Zhan could feel that he had made a substantial breakthrough.

Because Chen Meijia’s due date passed one week.

The most dangerous moment has been reached.

Nowadays, no one dares to close the door when sleeping for fear of not hearing any sound.

Also because it wasn't closed.

The sound next door can be heard clearly.

Outside.

You can hear the fussing sounds of Curry Sauce, Zhao Haitang, and Zhang Wei.

Zhao Haitang: "Where is the maternity package?"

Curry Sauce: "What's your memory? The delivery package is in the cabinet by the door."

Curry Sauce: “Where’s the wheelchair?”

Zhao Haitang: "The wheelchair is in Zhang Wei's house. Zhang Wei, where are you..."

Zhang Wei: "I'm taking a shower... Oops, where are my car keys? Where are my car keys?"

"Bangdang..."

"ah……"

"Hula..."

Zhao Haitang: "Curry sauce, where are my pants."

Curry Sauce: "How would I know."

Zhang Wei: "So nervous, so nervous..."

"Let's go, let's go. Are you okay?"

"Let's go."

"Go quickly."

It suddenly became quiet outside.

Hu Yifei's voice was very serious and she was criticizing: "Stop, three minutes and twenty seconds, a full seven seconds slower than last time. You guys let me down so much."

"Another drill!"

Zhao Haitang, Zhang Wei, Curry Sauce, their voices are very broken.

Hu Yifei criticized severely: "Starting from Meijia's due date, we have practiced three times, but our results have not improved but have retreated."

Curry Sauce gasped: "I put on the most expensive facial mask today."

Zhao Haitang found that there were only three of them in the living room and was very dissatisfied: "Teacher Hu, you are unfair."

"You don't look for your own problems, but you actually say I'm unfair." Hu Yifei was really angry: "Why am I unfair?"

Zhao Haitang was very dissatisfied: "Why are we only practicing and Tang Zhan is not practicing? This is unfair treatment."

Zhang Wei also complained: "You can't just torment the three of us."

"good."

Seeing that the three of them were a little unconvinced, Hu Yifei decided to let them see it, and shouted in the direction of the door: "Tang Zhan, Dali, Meijia is about to give birth."

Zhao Haitang had been counting the time, but he didn't believe that Tang Zhan could be faster than him.

But……

Less than thirty seconds.

Tang Zhan and Zhuge Dali had already dressed and came over carrying maternity bags.

Tang Zhan yawned: "Sister Yifei, if nothing happens, let's go back to bed first."

"Look, what is the gap?"

With the comparison, Hu Yifei became even more angry: "I will practice more and more until I pass. If I fail, no one will be able to sleep."

Zhang Wei was shocked: "Tang Zhan, why are you and Dali so fast? Is there any secret?"

Tang Zhan smiled: "It's actually very simple. You put your clothes on the bedside and your maternity package at the door. Put on your clothes, pick up your maternity package and leave. Why waste time looking for it?"

"Huh……"

Zhang Wei, Zhao Haitang, curry sauce, found that it seems to make sense.

Why didn't they think of it?


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