Chapter 837 Chenpi, your wife is here 7

Chenpi may have got the answer, so he was in a good mood.

If I couldn’t defeat him…

He is not that well-behaved.

Even if he is beaten, he will become an honest man and he will still be able to bend and stretch himself.

That damn woman hit me really hard, luckily she didn't hit me in the face.

Zhang Haijing: . . . .

So Zhang Haijing is still very authoritative. No matter who it is, she likes to win people over with virtue.

She is such an angel, she can release a sword.

To be honest, the country is in chaos at this time, but now that I have traveled around, it is time to go back.

But the closer you get to Tibet, the more outrageous it becomes.

It wasn't like this when she left. This peaceful atmosphere made her think it was modern.

And that Zhang family's Jinzhu Mami, Zhang family's Lama, don't tell her that she is a minor official.

Zhang Jiuri treated the little official as a mascot and an exhibit.

Zhang Xiaoguan: . . . .

He was indeed carried out on display throughout Tibet on Victory Day.

He also said that he was the reincarnation of the new lama and came to save them.

The main thing is that they really believe it.

To be honest, who among the common people doesn't want to live a good life? As long as they are allowed to live a good life, they will believe it. If you say the moon is square, they will say it is right.

No one likes to live a life of being treated as an inhuman being. The people outside will at least resist. This place is simply hell.

Feudal society is better than Tibet.

But now it’s different, they have hope in life and hope for the future.

The Zhang family is rich.

Why not spend it?

It's really a mountain of gold.

And there is no need to mention the Zhang family's ability to make money.

The mountain of gold that was spent came back as two mountains of gold, and the lives of the people became better.

In the past, everything including rain, walking, childbirth and death was taxed.

Now there is no tax except agricultural tax.

The Zhang family’s agricultural tax is very low, they mainly collect commercial taxes, which makes them a wealthy family.

merchant:....

Thanks, I'm trying to pay my taxes.

After several years of trade, Tibet was revitalized.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

It’s a good thing that this patriarch doesn’t shave his head.

There were so many people worshipping him. Fortunately, there was only a meeting once a month. Later, after his protest, it became once every few months. It all depends on his mood.

Now, in Tibet, when you see a Fa Qiu, it refers to a noble person.

Therefore, Zhang Haijing received warm hospitality from Tibetans along the way.

Zhang Haijing chuckled: "The two little bastards are having a great time. It's beyond my imagination."

Zhang Xiaoguan is a kind-hearted person. Seeing that the people here are living such a hard life, he helps those who come to him for help.

The main reason is that the people here have faith, and sometimes good faith can bring good results.

Meeting the right person for each other is a matter of chance.

Besides, there is Zhang Jiuri who is in charge. He is not as soft-hearted as the clan leader. When the clan leader wants to do something, he starts to recruit people and actually summons a lot of people.

After all, some members of the Zhang family still remember favors, and some simply listen to the clan leader.

The Zhang family members are all very powerful.

In addition to their handsome looks and outstanding abilities, their mysterious aura will naturally attract many people to follow them to the death.

Commonly known as super die-hard.

Therefore, the people of the Zhang family who are active in Tibet have many believers.

Live in the light, no one likes to live in the corner.

Power is always a powerful weapon to protect oneself, a great tonic.

The Zhang family seemed to have found a new way.

In Tibet they can live openly and not in seclusion.

Of course, there is no problem if you want to live in seclusion.

When Zhang Haijing came back, Zhang Qilin was wearing a red Tibetan robe, as red as the sun. Well, looking at it again, it seemed to be rounder, and there were dairy snacks around him.

Wow, the small glutinous rice balls are about to become big glutinous rice balls.

"elder sister."

Zhang Xiaoguan cheered in surprise. He walked over quickly and confirmed again that his sister was back. He couldn't help but hug her.

He misses his sister very much.

Zhang Haijing touched his round head and was very satisfied. He decided to just let him grow up like this.

"My sister is back."

"Our little official has grown up."

Maybe because of good nutrition, her vagina is particularly round.

He is a flexible little fat boy.

To be honest, with this figure, everyone who came to see the patriarch was silent.

When they looked at Zhang Jiuri, who was also plump and chubby beside the clan leader, they understood, oh, it was raised by him, no wonder.

In the past, the Zhang family restricted their diet in order to go out to work, for fear of getting stuck.

This doesn't fit the Zhang family's style.

They are the Stroog family.

Each of them has baggage.

So the busy Zhang Jiuri also met his sister. Although he looked tired, he was in a good mood.

At the beginning, they didn't intend to expand their stall to such a large scale.

Later they couldn't control the situation. As they rescued more people, more people came to cause trouble. They were forced to fight back, and their territory expanded.

In the evening, Zhang Jiuri was talking while eating. The mutton they had was consumed very quickly.

The Tibetans have their own division of labor: some farm, some raise cattle and sheep, some weave, and some grow grass to ensure that everyone has food to eat, clothes to wear, and a home to live in.

The busier Zhang Jiuri is, the more stressed he feels, and the stress makes him fatter.

As for the patriarch, when we asked him what to do, he helped for a while at first, but later he opened his big innocent eyes and refused to work.

Zhang Xiaoguan: Hehehe.

Zhang Jiuri: No, not laughing.

What can I do? I have to pamper the clan leader I chose.

So Ox-horse No. 1 summoned more Ox-horses No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4.

Zhang Haijing's return did help Zhang Jiuri a lot.

When everything was in order, Zhang Jiuri finally breathed a sigh of relief. He developed a fever and lost weight rapidly.

Zhang Xiaoguan was anxious and took care of him nearby. Now Zhang Jiuri became even more excited and wanted to perform the stone-breaking trick of his chest.

Express loyalty to the patriarch.

Zhang Xiaoguan: . . . .

He didn't do anything, sister, he doesn't understand.

The ninth day is very good.

Zhang Haijing: . . . .

The Zhang family has their own succubus, and they have a succubus-like physique. There will always be someone willing to bang their head against the wall for you.

But she didn't have time to take care of this now. She met the Zhang family in Tibet and tried to convince them with reason.

It can be regarded as consolidating the position of the patriarch.

Therefore, everyone in the family knows that the clan leader has two loyal followers.

One is fat and one is thin, one is male and one is female.

Zhang Jiuri: . . . .

Zhang Haijing was the one who negotiated with the group of old foxes in the family. After all, their time was almost up and they had to consider the next generation.

Zhang Haijing knows more than the clan leader and the two little guys Zhang Jiuri.

So she was forced to know a lot of things.

To be honest, if the Zhang family members weren't smart, Zhang Haijing wouldn't be able to remember a single one based on his memories from his previous life.

So, having a good brain is really innate.

This configuration is the top one.

With a head full of knowledge, carrying hundreds of boxes of books, and knowing where the Zhang family hid things, Zhang Haijing returned dizzy.

Can brain capacity be recharged? She wants to recharge it.

Then Zhang Jiuri and the young patriarch, who had recovered, felt the baptism of the family.

Zhang Xiaoguan: Jiuri, why don’t you be the clan leader? He still likes to hold the lamb and run with the little Tibetan mastiff.

Zhang Jiuri: . . . .