Chapter 532: Old Classmate

When there are many people playing snowball fights, it is also quite interesting.

The little princess hid behind Zhang Han's legs, and after several strokes, she took out a small snowball.

"Fly!"

Mengmeng threw it vigorously, the snowball rose into the air, and then fell to the ground in a steep arc.

It was only thrown four or five meters, which is the result of Mengmeng's exhaustion of sucking milk.

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng looked at the snowball that fell in front of her eyes and didn't even pass the 'middle line', she was a little stunned.

This is not a snowball fight.

Why can't it be thrown away?

So the little guy took another handful of snow, held it into a small snowball, threw it,

This time Zhang Han noticed the little princess, and his mind moved.

The little snowball fell forward.

With a bang, it hit a young man's leg.

The snowball was so small that the other party didn't even feel it, but the little guy laughed and giggled:

"Hit it."

This is a very happy start to the game.

Zi Yan, Zhou Fei and the others have hardly experienced such a large-scale snowball fight, and they enjoyed it for a while.

"husband!"

Suddenly, Zi Yan called out.

"what?"

Zhang Han turned his head slowly.

boom!

Two groups of snowflakes exploded on Zhang Han's forehead.

"Okay you guys! Dare to sneak attack, Mengmeng, let's fight back!"

Zhang Han shook his head and threw snowballs with Mengmeng.

Just made a fuss a few times,

Several people started to face the 'enemy' on the opposite side of the flag together

A new round of attacks began.

Under the protection of Zhang Han, Mengmeng was unscathed and had a great time playing.

When it was one o'clock, everyone planned to go back and prepare for lunch.

From the riverside to the road on the upper side.

Zhang Han took off his sunglasses and wiped off the snow on them.

At this moment, a man with a height of about 1.75 meters, with a flat head and big eyes, walked in front of him, wearing a black mink coat, jeans and leather shoes, with a gold chain on his neck, and a leather bag, shaking Walked leisurely.

He involuntarily glanced at Zi Yan twice.

She seemed to be a big beauty, she glanced at Mengmeng again, and finally looked at Zhang Han curiously.

I don't know who has a wife and daughter with such eyebrows.

But after looking at Zhang Han twice, he was stunned for a moment, and without stopping, he walked three steps past Zhang Han, his eyes widened, and he stopped abruptly.

He hurriedly pulled back and stared at Zhang Han for a few times.

Ok?

Zhang Han turned his eyes and glanced, seeing the man's appearance, he was also slightly stunned.

Such a coincidence?

"Brother Han?"

The man suddenly asked hesitantly.

Zhang Han, who put on his sunglasses again, was not sure.

"Xiaohui?"

Zhang Han said with a little surprise.

"Damn! Brother Han! It's really you!"

The flat-headed man stared, and said in surprise, "Brother Han, you have come to Bingcheng! What a coincidence! Hahaha."

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Han also chuckled, took off his sunglasses, nodded and said, "It's a coincidence."

This can't help but make Ziyan and Mengmeng stunned.

This is meeting an acquaintance!

Zhou Fei, Rong Jiaxin, and Zhao Feng also stopped, looking curiously at the 'standard' local tyrant.

"Brother Han, when did you come?" Xiao Hui stretched out a hand to hold Zhang Han's right arm, and said kindly.

"I just arrived yesterday, and I came here for a tour. Seeing you like this, you are doing well?" Zhang Han glanced up and down and smiled.

"Hey, you look like a dog, that's all. Oh, let's not talk about me, Brother Han. I haven't seen you for many years. I couldn't contact you later. I was talking to Daman and Mr. Fu. As for you, when you heard about that incident, you were also anxious, you are here in Bingcheng this time, we must get together!"

While talking, Xiaohui glanced at the people beside Zhang Han, and asked hesitantly:

"The...uh...they are?"

"My wife and children." Zhang Han replied.

"Oh, hello, sister-in-law." Xiaohui hurriedly greeted, touched his bag with his left hand, patted his pocket twice, finally scratched his head, and said: "This, this is too unexpected, I There are no presents."

"You're welcome." Zi Yan smiled and replied very politely.

"Well, you're welcome!" Mengmeng waved her little hand politely and echoed.

"Sister-in-law's gift is not there, but it's the first time the child sees me, of course my uncle has to express it." Xiao Hui hurriedly turned around while speaking, opened his leather bag, stroked a few times, and when he turned back, He already held a bulging red envelope in his hand.

I also know from the thickness, there should be two or three thousand in it.

This money can be regarded as a relatively large gift here, and it will be given more if it is related.

"No, no, Xiaohui, you are too polite, no need." Zi Yan waved her hands repeatedly.

"Sister-in-law, you must not refuse. Brother Han took care of us a lot back then, and our relationship is very good." Xiaohui said with a serious face.

"Accept it." Zhang Han chuckled and nodded to Zi Yan.

"This..." Zi Yan also smiled, looked at Mengmeng, and said, "Mengmeng, this is a gift from your uncle Xiaohui."

"Well, thank you Uncle Xiaohui." Mengmeng took the red envelope and said obediently.

"Hey, so cute, hahaha." Xiaohui then leaked a smile, and then he looked at Zhang Han again and said:

"Brother Han, sister-in-law, we finally met, I call Shang Daman, old Fu, let's get together?"

"Ah, I just saw you in a hurry, should something be wrong?" Zhang Han asked.

"Hey, I saw Brother Han, so I put off that little thing, this time we have to drink a few times." Xiaohui's eyes revealed a trace of hesitation, but then there was a choice, and he put it aside first. up.

Zhang Han could see it naturally, thought for a while and said: "You are busy with things first, I just don't have time today, let's try another day."

"Another day? That's okay." Xiaohui pondered for a while, and said, "Brother Han, can you do it tomorrow night? Old Fu's girlfriend is having a birthday party, and there are quite a lot of people, but it won't delay us How about a few gatherings?"

"Okay, let's do it tomorrow."

The hospitality was hard to come by, so Zhang Han nodded directly.

"Brother Han, give me your phone number and WeChat, so I need to be able to contact you from time to time this time." Xiaohui pulled Zhang Han to save his phone number and WeChat, and then said hello and left .

Xiaohui walked forward for more than 20 meters, and got into a black Toyota Highlander worth nearly 300,000 yuan.

It looks pretty good too.

Zhang Han and the others walked towards Bingwan No.1.

During this period, Zi Yan asked curiously:

"Who is he?"

"His name is Zhou Xiaohui, my college classmate. We played well together for three years. The other two he mentioned are Chen Man and Fu Hongshan." Zhang Han replied: "The three of them are from Bingshi, and they have finished college. Come back and develop."

"Oh, why doesn't your good friend tell me?" Zi Yan pouted while nodding.

Zhang Han laughed dumbfounded when he saw this, and said: "I used to have a more cheerful personality. I had too many friends, but I didn't have that many good friends. They played well in college. There is also Chen Changqing, who has been playing since childhood. Yes, it's just that he was taken away by the family who doesn't know where."

"Chen Changqing? I seem to have heard of it somewhere." Zhou Fei murmured suddenly.

There was a hint of "doubt" in his eyes, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember where he heard this name.

Talking and laughing all the way, back to the villa at No. 1 Bingwan.

For lunch, Zhang Han took out the ingredients he brought. After eating this meal, there is no next meal. The space ring is too limited, and there are relatively few places to bring, and there are still many restaurants here that have not been tasted.

After lunch.

"Papa, Mama, when are we going to build a snowman?" Mengmeng asked with a little expectation.

"Go now?" Zhang Han slightly lowered his head and smiled.

"Okay! Let's go!"

"Let's go!" Zi Yan also said with a smile.

This time only a family of three came out to make snowmen.

No one wants to be a light bulb anymore.

"There is too little snow on the road, shall we pile it in the big flower bed in front?" Zi Yan pointed to the big flower bed in the center of the small square in front.

There is thick snow inside.

"Walk!"

Zhang Han took Mengmeng's little gloved hand and ran forward.

When he got close, he hugged the little guy on the edge of the flower bed, took Zi Yan's hand and guessed.

"How do you stack it?" Mengmeng asked a little confused.

"A normal snowman is a big snowball as the body, a small snowball as the head, put a hat and scarf on the snowman, put clothes buttons as eyes, and then..."

Before Ziyan finished speaking, Mengmeng stretched out her small arms and cheered: "I know, I know, use that red carrot as a nose, and that little wooden stick as an arm, Princess Elsa's little snowman looks like that .”

"Then let's just go with that, shall we?"

"it is good!"

So the family of three began to snowball.

"The snow is relatively dry now, and it is easier to build a snowman when the snow is about to melt. In this case, I will hold two snowballs first, and then we will start!"

Zhang Han smiled, took off his gloves, and stretched out his hands to hold two snowballs. The place where the snowflakes touched the palms was melted by the temperature of the palms, making the snow more cohesive.

Put it on the ground, roll left and roll again, and after a while, two larger snowballs rolled up, and the bigger the roll, the greater the force required.

"Oh, I can't push it anymore."

"One, two, three, come on!"

Through the efforts of a family of three.

Two one-meter-high snowballs were placed on the edge of the flower bed. After another effort, the two small snowballs were finished and placed on the big snowballs, forming a simple prototype of the snowman.

"That's not right! There's one less, and there's all Baba and Mama, and it's so cute!"

Mengmeng watched from the side, and finally realized something was wrong.

"Haha, that's making a cute bunch."

Zhang Han smiled and started to build snowmen again. A small snowman was finally placed between two big snowmen.

The little guy is satisfied.

After the pile was finished, the faces of the two mothers were flushed from the cold, and they hurried back to the villa to warm up for a while, and then took hats, scarves, carrots and other tools.

As for the branches, Zhang Han directly broke a few from the nearby tree.

After a while of busy work, the three snowmen finally made the trip.

At this time Zhou Fei also came out and took a few photos of the snowman.

"Feifei, please take some photos with us."

Zi Yan thought for a while and handed her mobile phone to Zhou Fei.

A family of three sat on the edge of the flower bed, with three snowmen behind them.

Click, click...

The photos are left in the photo album of the mobile phone.

There are scissors hands that are especially commonly used, there is also a family of three in the shape of a goldfish mouth, there is Mengmeng riding Zhang Han's neck, and Zi Yan also took a picture while riding.

There was Zhang Han holding Mengmeng and Ziyan on his back.

All kinds of photos with happy smiles remained.

It's not just the couple who are smiling happily, Zhang Han's smile from the heart makes people look like a happy family.

At this time, the second floor of the villa on the opposite side of the flower bed.

"Aww~"

Sun Dongheng yawned and looked down: "Huh? The boss and the others are so romantic. They built three snowmen, which is romantic."

"Don't tell me, this snowman is very beautiful."

"Hey, I can't play games all night today. That fat man is too capable, one game after another."

Say Cao "Cao" Cao "Cao" has arrived.

Just as Sun Dongheng was talking, his cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, Sun Dongheng pouted angrily.

Pick up the phone:

"Hey, Sanpang, you're up too? I just woke up, huh? Have a party at night? What time is it?"

Sun Dongheng hesitated when he heard the words, thinking that the boss and his family of three would not need company at all, so he nodded and agreed:

"Okay, I'll be there at 8:30."

San Pang had already invited him twice, and Sun Dongheng felt that he was dealing with it, so it was not the case.

After thinking about it, he began to pack it up.

Coming downstairs, Zhang Han and the others had just finished taking photos and were playing in front of the flower bed.

"Boss, lady boss, shall I invite everyone out for dinner tonight?" Sun Dongheng said.

"Eldest Young Master Sun wants to treat you, of course that's fine, we have to give you a good meal." Zhou Fei joked angrily.

"Ha, don't talk about it, it doesn't matter how many meals you have."

Sun Dongheng laughed and answered, thought for a while and said: "By the way, I am not a live broadcaster. I have a friend in the local area who has invited me several times. I will go directly after dinner at night. I guess it will be quite late before I come back." .”

In fact, Sun Dongheng can leave on his own when he comes out to play, but for this group of people, Zhang Han is like the pillar of everyone, and Sun Dongheng can't help but want to report.

If he doesn't agree, he won't go out either.

It's just that Zhang Han could not agree.

"Go if you want." Zhang Han replied casually with a chuckle.

"Then, do you want Xiaofeng to arrange two people to follow you?" Zi Yan blinked and asked.

"No, no, no trouble, I can go alone, that friend has been playing for a long time, no problem." Sun Dongheng waved his hands again and again.

"Ok."

Zi Yan smiled slightly.

So when it was past six o'clock in the evening, everyone went out to a shop called Xijiade to eat dumplings.

The taste is pretty good, but Zhang Han still feels that it doesn't have the taste of dumplings made by his parents.

Thinking of his parents, Zhang Han always felt a little emotional.

In fact, sometimes, only when I become a father can I understand some of the thoughts and difficulties of my parents.

Raising children is not easy.

Mom and Dad, there are still about ten months left, I will pick you up!

In the current situation, the aura of heaven and earth is exhausted.

But from another aspect, the speed of practice is quite fast, that is Lingbao!

Shengwu planet.

The number of Lingbao is countless!

But Zhang Han guessed that there were some problems here. The number of spirit treasures was small, but they also emerged in endlessly, and the competition was more intense.

Like the suppressed and sealed Shengwu planet.

The aura of heaven and earth is thin, and even the path of "introducing martial arts into Taoism" is impossible.

But there is also a limit.

Now he has no good way to practice except Lingbao.

But if you don't enter the innate world, you will be a mortal.

After innate, he will have more methods.

And more importantly.

When breaking through the innate, his spiritual strength will be extremely monstrous!

He believes that as long as you break through the innate.

At that time, the strength of his spiritual consciousness will not be weaker than his innate peak self in the previous life!

Think about it.

What a terrible thing!

But there is a prerequisite for all of this, that is to have thousands of clouds!

Since the number of cloud clusters has become two thousand.

Zhang Han knew it.

The cloud limit of his sea of ​​consciousness is ten thousand flowers, corresponding to the ten-inch dantian.

It can be said that the foundation is laid very, very well!

But all of this needs to be promoted to innate, so that the benefits can be initially revealed.

Closer to home.

After eating the dumplings, it was almost eight o'clock, and everyone returned to Bingwan No. 1 to rest.

Sun Dongheng waved a taxi alone.

"Go to the Hongsheng Club."

"Okay." The driver responded, and drove forward, chatting at the same time: "Your accent is from a foreign country, right?"

"Yes, they came from Xiangjiang." Sun Dongheng replied.

"Xiangjiang is a nice place. I heard that the pace of life is very fast, the work is very hard, and there are few people and many people."

"That's true..."

The driver was very talkative and chatted with Sun Dongheng all the way.

This made Sun Dongheng wonder if the enthusiastic chat was because he wanted to make a detour and charge more money.

It's just the starting fee when you get to the place, which shows that he is just very talkative.

After giving the money, Sun Dongheng glanced at the gate of Hongsheng Club.

Very grand, it can be seen that it is also a relatively high-end club here.

First dial San Pang's number, and within a minute, San Pang walked out quickly.

The clothes are not thick, about 1.75 meters, a little fat, which may also be the origin of the nickname "Three Fatty".

"Dongheng!"

Sanpang's eyes were good, and he saw Sun Dongheng who was not far from the side of the gate at a glance.

"Come on."

San Fatty said as he greeted him.

"Fuck me, Sanpang, you are so fat and cute!"

Sun Dongheng and San Pang hugged each other.

The two had talked on the phone several times in recent days, and they chatted well, and Sun Dongheng's live broadcast also showed his personality and character.

Sanpang felt that they got along quite well, so he took the initiative to invite them to play together.

"Hurry up, go in first, there are some friends of mine inside, let's sit together for a while, and then go out to play by ourselves." Sanpang said with a smile.

He has a dimple on the right cheek when he smiles, which looks quite chic.

"Okay, I will obey the host's orders when we get here!" Sun Dongheng replied with a smile.

While talking, the two walked into the clubhouse. It was in the corridor on the right side of the first floor. At the end, it was room 001.

After walking in, there were fifteen or sixteen people inside.

San Pang took Sun Dongheng to sit together, and introduced himself;

"These are all my friends. Let me introduce you. He is Dongheng, the rich second generation of Xiangjiang. He usually plays live broadcasts."

"Hi there."

Sun Dongheng smiled and nodded in greeting.

Looking around, I feel that these people are not monolithic.

The only ones who responded enthusiastically to him were the two people beside San Fatty, and the other five or six people nodded politely in response.

There were two or three other people with a sneer at the corner of their mouths, and one of them, a woman with a ponytail wearing a Louis Vuitton bag, muttered:

"Anchor?"

There is a look of disdain on the expression.

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