"This is so wrong. Am I dreaming?"

Zhao Mai shook his head and replied helplessly: "No, Mom, you really didn't dream. Don't pinch yourself or beat me up on the head. And I promise that when you wake up tomorrow morning, I can bring these people in front of you with just one phone call. By the way, we are not ghosts, ghosts cannot shine on the sun, there is no shadow under your feet, right?"

"Yes! Right." Mom slapped Zhao Mai again on the head: "Where is my granddaughter!?"

"I've taken it back to sleep. Let's talk here and let her have a good rest." Zhao Mai patted her mother's hand, used natural force to help her regulate her body, and slowly calmed down. Too much joy is not good for her health, and she also needs sleep at this time.

"You two, help your mother back to sleep." Zhao Mai stared at his younger brother and sister. The two guys with basic mental abilities had a relaxed homework and their physical fitness improved accordingly, so Zhao Mai was not afraid of using them. After all, they had short hands, so in order to "more advanced skills", the two young people had to temporarily accept "oppression".

But things are not so easy to pass. There is also a dad who is very clear. He pushed his glasses, put down the newspaper clippings and passport in his hand, and said in a calm tone: "Where is the master you mentioned last time? Aren't you studying medicine in the mountains?"

Zhao Mai had already written a draft: "If it were as I used to be, it would be embarrassing even if I went abroad. You have to learn something first, right? It's relatively backward and it's easier to deal with locals when learning medical skills. Of course, I don't mean to be a witch doctor."

Dad Zhao sighed, glanced at Xiaohua who was covering her mouth and laughing, and compromised helplessly: "Forget it, you don't tell the truth when you ask you, just think I believe it! It's still Africa, why can't even see a black man? You kid, you must have done something bad! Calculate the day, when did this kid have? Don't want to finish your work well and make yourself trouble!"

"It's just that you're not raising a child, it's called causing trouble..." Zhao Mai scratched his head: "Are the stories I saw fake? Don't grandparents like grandchildren very much when they see their grandchildren? How can they describe it as causing trouble?"

"I understand what your kid is doing. Don't try to squeeze me out! My granddaughter inherited the genes of my Zhao family. Of course, it's very cute. You are a troublemaker!" Zhao's father said clearly partially.

In theory, Zhao Mai has lost his "excellent Zhao family" gene, so he can't retaliate.

"Does the little guy call Qiqi or Qiuqiu?" Zhao Dad asked, "Has she registered for a household registration?"

"The big name is Zhao Qi, and the nickname is Qiuqiu. The other way around is OK... it's okay." Zhao Maihan is almost over, why did his mother stop asking, but changed it to his father. Shouldn't it be a scene of being scolded? It's really unprepared for this sudden change to interrogation. "I'm still unmarried now, how can I get a household registration?"

"Hmph, troublemaker! This time, six girls came back. Apart from Qiuqiu, who can't speak, four of them called me dad and one called Master. What do you think you will deal with it!"

Zhao Mai stretched out his legs and began to show his best skills to play rogue. "Anyway, the country has no objection, and it doesn't count if you say it, so don't worry."

"Idiot, I want to help you!" Zhao Dad said: "The country has no objection, but the law does not allow it! You are absolutely not allowed to think of bad tricks for me, such as changing nationality or something, and I will break your legs! I can only sell my old face to write to you to see if these problems can be solved."

"The street office can't control my affairs. Even if you find the Civil Affairs Bureau or the Public Security Bureau, they can't control it."

"There are always relevant departments in charge, so don't worry." Dad Zhao waved his hand and said domineeringly.

Isn't this relevant department the relevant ministries? Zhao Mai only knows that his father is studying geology. He used to run outside all year round, but now he just sits in the office to recuperate and drink tea and read newspapers. Why does it sound like he knows about the relevant ministries and commissions? Is he also an underground party? But how do you ask? Could it be that you still say: Are you always an insider?

"What are you going to do next? Is there a place to live? Is it enough money to spend?"

"There are arrangements, so don't worry. For the time being, let's rent a hotel suite and buy a house step by step." Zhao Mai didn't dare to say that he lived in a car, nor could he say that he would definitely be killed when he lived in a spacecraft. "I don't lack money now, really. My money is enough to make the United States bankrupt."

"Blow you to death!" Zhao Dad frowned and asked Zhao Mai to get closer. In fact, no matter how close he got, everyone could hear him saying something and lower his voice: "You used to be part-time help, but you also had to find a fixed job to support your family. I didn't care about you before, but you can't play anymore."

"Well, um." Finally, he returned to the familiar rhythm of his father educating his son. Zhao Mai knew that he just needed to nod and agree. "Dad, can we talk about it in a month? They are on vacation now. I'm going to take them to see the great mountains and rivers of the motherland, so let us have fun first!"

"Okay, so as not to make your mother seem unkind. You can play first, have money or not?"

Zhao Mai rolled his eyes, but at least this level has been passed.

There were so many people in the house, so naturally it seemed a little crowded, and everything could be sat on. Zhao Mai stepped on the food that had been overcrowded and helped it rub its stomach. While chatting with his father, Dogian walked over. She smiled and nodded to the head of the family, and then said to Zhao Mai: "I saw something strange, please make sure."

Shatili and the child were in the quiet bedroom, and Zhao Mai's mother took over the children's bedroom to sleep, so everyone else was in the study. Zhao Mai thought for a while and asked, "What, are you talking about the stones my dad got back? There is no gold inside."

"You'd better come and have a look." Dogian insisted.

"Which part of it you like? If you like it, take it away." Zhao Dad also stood up and continued to criticize Zhao Mai: "You, you know gold. There are so many things in this world that are valuable than gold, and you need to have eyesight to see it."

"Yeah, yeah, right." Zhao Mai entered the Shu (sinder) room where he used to get into trouble and get beaten.

There is a wall in the study room with glass cabinets installed. There are various stones in the grid, and there are labels on it that describe the time of discovery and the types of stones. Zhao Mai has seen it many times since he was a child, and he has long memorized it.

Following Dogian's hand, Zhao's father looked at it: "Haha, you're so interesting. That's a piece of crystal, which is particularly turbid and worthless. I keep it because it was dug out of the dinosaur fossil and is considered a stone in the stomach."
Chapter completed!