Zhang Ruisong had a dark look on his face when he heard his daughter's words, "Girl, it's not that dad wants to hit you, but don't even think about taking the civil service exam. We will definitely not pass the housekeeping exam.
The country didn’t even issue me an ID card! "
When Zhang Xingzu heard his father mention this, he immediately curled his lips and asked, "You haven't registered my household registration yet, have you?
Are we two gangsters? "
Zhang Ruisong stretched out three fingers in embarrassment, "To be precise, they are three gangsters. Three generations of our ancestors and grandchildren can't even get an ID card."
Zhang Xingzu covered his face and said, "Beautiful! You are really my biological father!"
I would like to ask, as the head of the family, have you ever thought about solving this problem? "
Zhang Ruisong was positive, "I've thought about it, money can make all the difference. I'm going to take you to fight this time, firstly to practice your skills, and secondly, I want to get some famous utensils in exchange for some money, so that I can give them to the three of us. Register immediately."
Fine! It seems that his father is not exhausted yet!
Zhang Ruisong added, "That's what I think. The patriarch's health is better, but his memory has not improved much.
He said he could recall some places he had visited, and I originally wanted to take a trip with him.
But I’ve been hesitating because I’m worried about leaving myself at home, but it’s okay this time!
You seem to be pretty good at it, so Dad decided to take you with him. How about it? Are you impressed? "
Zhang Xingzu, hehe, she just said it. Why did her father insist on letting her fight for some reason?
The relationship is to check whether she is a drag. If she does not perform well this time, she will probably be abandoned by these two unscrupulous guys.
It didn't matter whether her father came back or not. She could take care of herself anyway, but she couldn't bear to leave her dear nephew.
This is her cash machine, weapons arsenal, and skill bank!
Whether she can practice Jackie Chan Aotian in the future depends entirely on him!
Zhang Ruisong's work efficiency is quite good. He asked his daughter for a golden ball and went out for two days. When he came back, he brought back a household registration book and two ID cards.
The three of them discussed the name issue before he went to apply for the household registration. The name Zhang Qiling was too sensitive, and he was afraid that those who arrested the patriarch would find them through the clues in the household registration.
So I simply asked the clan leader to change his name.
Zhang Qiling didn't care, but firmly rejected Zhang Ruisong's proposal to name him.
The boring god, he was just bored but not devoid of aesthetics, so he asked Zhang Ruisong to name his cute little girl Xingzu. He didn't want to know what name this guy would name himself.
The little girl is quite interested. After all, her eldest nephew can be called a god by thousands of rice. Now that she has the opportunity to name a god, of course she wants to try it.
Hearing her father say that Zhang Qiling should be a Hai generation, Zhang Xingzu found the Hai chapter from her set of One Hundred Thousand Whys!
From shrimps, sea urchins, sea anemones, sea rainbows, to seals, sea lions, dolphins, walruses, seahorses, petrels, seagulls, sea snakes, and nudibranchs!
Zhang Qiling shook his head and almost turned into a silkworm chrysalis!
Zhang Ruisong couldn't help but laugh. His daughter completely inherited his bad naming. Everyone with this name is very appetizing, and they are all seafood!
Then I heard the little girl’s frantic voice, “Hey! My nephew, you’ve gone too far!
If you don't like it, you don't like it. How can you curse someone?
I am your sister-in-law, am I an elder?
Don't think that I won't know that you are scolding me if you don't speak!
Hey, don't leave! "
Zhang Ruisong ran away when he saw the girl jumping around. There were three people in the family, but he actually had the lowest status.
Especially when these two quarreled, it would be easy for him to bring disaster to Chi Yu at the scene.
Either the patriarch wants to spar with him or the girl won't cook for him!
In the end, Zhang Qiling chose the name himself, Zhang Renbo!
He said that he seemed to remember a very gentle voice that kept calling him Rinpo.
At this time, Zhang Qiling had incomplete memory. It was only after he recovered his memory that he realized that Rinpo means treasure in Tibetan.
His hazy memory was his mother Baima's voice before he was taken back to Zhang's house.
But fortunately, this name is only used on the ID card. When others introduce him, they will still say Zhang Qiling, otherwise I am afraid even the great master will blush.
After getting their ID cards, they were ready to go out. Fortunately, they had Zhang Xingzu as a cheat this time, so they could bring a lot of things with them.
And ever since the little girl revealed that things in that virtual space would not go bad, Zhang Ruisong has been stalking the little girl to make a lot of food and put it in it.
Zhang Qiling also actively went up the mountain to hunt a lot of prey.
Menshen didn't even need to speak, Zhang Xingzu could clearly tell whether this guy wanted to be braised or steamed.
Zhang Ruisong complained more than once that the head of his family became less and less talkative just because of the little girl's psychic reading skills.
Now he wanted to communicate with the clan leader and asked his daughter to be his translator, and those two guys always looked like they were useless.
I'm really speechless, he actually doesn't fit in in this family because he's not perverted enough!
At this time, it had just been more than ten years since the reform and opening up, and cars were still too conspicuous in remote areas. They only took trains and buses along the way.
The little girl went out for the first time and at first she looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest.
But as the trip became longer and longer and boring, she gradually lost interest!
Except for occasionally getting out of the car to relax, I basically spent the time sleeping.
After traveling for more than half a month, they finally arrived at their destination, Golmud City, Qinghai Province.
Zhang Xingzu remembers that there seems to be some kind of sanatorium here. It is a special building with a name and a surname. It has a lot to do with the plot.
After they arrived in Golmud, they first found a hotel to stay in, and then Zhang Ruisong began to stay day and night.
After three days in a row, it was finally confirmed that the nursing home was empty, so Zhang Qiling and Zhang Xingzu were called to visit the ghost building at night.
The sanatorium is not too far from the hotel where they live. Although there are many alleys around it, no one seems to live there.
At night, everything was silent, and there was an eerie tranquility.
The fence here was not very friendly to Zhang Xingzu, a child who was only one meter tall. Her father lifted him up against the wall before turning over and jumping into the yard.
The yard was full of dry weeds, and although the three-story building was not old, it gave people a very dilapidated feel.
The three of them climbed into the lobby of the small building through the carved windows on the side without breaking the lock on the front door.
This lobby is empty. There should have been some furniture there before, but it has been emptied out now.
Zhang Ruisong spat, "These grandsons moved very quickly. Did the patriarch remember anything? I rescued you from here half a year ago."
Zhang Qiling shook his head, turned on his flashlight and walked up the stairs to the second floor.
The stairwell on the second floor has been sealed. Zhang Qiling touched the fresh cement with deep thoughts.
Zhang Ruisong frowned and asked, "Do you want to break it open? I remember this used to be a ward!"
Zhang Qiling shook his head again, "These are all ordinary experimental materials. The group of people who came back from Xisha should be on the third floor."
Zhang Ruisong was immediately surprised, "Clan leader, have you remembered?"
Zhang Qiling hummed, "Only part of it, about this place!"
Zhang Ruisong smiled bitterly, "I'd rather you didn't remember it, this is not a good memory!"
Zhang Qiling took out the dagger and continued up to the third floor. When he passed by Zhang Ruisong, he said softly, "Thank you!"
