After being reborn, it becomes a beautiful crying bag

Jiang Bao's initiative made the follow-up matters easier. Jiang Zetong immediately made an appointment with Dr. Song, and went there early the next morning after he and Jiang Bao had rested.

Jiang Bao didn't want to waste a free afternoon, so he took Jiang Zetong out for a walk. His father bought the house early, the location was good and the price was not high, and the facilities were complete and convenient when he went out. The only thing that made the difference was the road conditions.

Jiang Bao didn't believe in this evil, so he insisted on going out to see and see.

As a result, the viaduct was blocked within 5 minutes of going out. Jiang Bao didn't understand. He turned sideways and asked Jiang Zetong, "Why are there so many cars? It's still blocked at this time?"

Didn't they all go home for the New Year? Jiang Bao's eyes widened. Sure enough, this is the imperial capital.

Jiang Zetong had seen the bustling imperial capital on a business trip, and had a premonition of the current situation, "Maybe we have caught up with the small peak, take your time, it will be fine in a while, don't worry?"

He couldn't help but look at Jiang Bao's hands rubbing his stomach.

Jiang Bao's fingers were tightened by the sight, he let out a sigh of relief, his cheeks puffed up, and he looked like a little puffer fish huffing and puffing.

He just came out hungry because he wanted to eat some authentic roast duck and fried noodles.

Who knew there could be a traffic jam in the middle of the day.

Jiang Zetong looked at him amused, resting his chin with his big hand, pinching his cheek with two fingers, trying to see if he could let it go.

As a result, before he could use any force, his soft cheeks collapsed, making a puffing sound. Jiang Zetong was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't stop laughing, his smile was full of energy.

Jiang Bao, who was going to be angry, looked at Jiang Zetong's handsome face with a happy smile, and his arrogant anger seemed to have met a fire extinguisher, and it disappeared a lot. He turned his head with a snort, and looked out of the window to ignore Jiang Zetong.

"I was wrong, don't ignore me."

"It's because you are so cute, I couldn't hold back."

"How can we make amends for Mr. Jiang?"

"Hmph, first, don't say I'm cute, second, don't touch me even though I'm cute, third, is it my fault that I'm cute, and blame me for being too cute."

The more Jiang Zetong coaxed, Jiang Bao became angrier. Since Christmas, Jiang Bao's spoiled temper has grown, and he is no longer a sticky little boy who will follow Jiang Zetong.

But this speech was heard in his ears, Jiang Zetong couldn't do a serious apology even if he wanted to.

How can it be so cute.

"I know I'm wrong...Look, we're here, let's eat first." Jiang Zetong breathed a sigh of relief, and finally there was something to divert Jiang Bao's attention.

The roast duck restaurants are similar, and the difference between the main store and the chain stores may be the background. To put it simply, Jiang Bao feels that the main store has a deep color, which shows a bit of age.

Ever since the energetic Jiang Bao discovered this, his interest has dropped a little bit. After watching the performance, he ate the duck into his mouth and exclaimed, "It's delicious! Brother, I'll roll one for you."

The episode in the car has been forgotten by Jiang Bao. At this moment, he just wants to share the delicious food with him.

After leaving the roast duck restaurant, Jiang Bao touched his round belly and sighed, "I have to eat it again before I go back!"

Jiang Zetong also ate a lot, and the aroma of duck skin was still lingering on the tip of his tongue. He nodded in agreement and said, "If you like it, you can come often during holidays."

Even eating and shopping, Jiang Bao and Jiang Zetong came out at three or four in the afternoon and did not return until seven or eight.

They bought a lot of small gifts in the mall, which were small enough to fit in their suitcases. Jiang Bao deliberately didn't visit luxury stores this time, and went all the way to folk customs stores.

"Let's go to the museum tomorrow if we have time, brother."

Jiang Bao didn't buy paints when he was shopping, but his heart was still a little ready to move. Considering that they won't stay for long, let's go to the museum. It's a pity that there is no painting exhibition recently.

"Okay, let's see the route in a while." Jiang Zetong relied on Jiang Bao in such matters. As soon as he said he was going, Jiang Zetong screened out the location and sent it to A Zhuang.

"Okay, let's go to bed early. We have an appointment at 09:30 tomorrow morning, and the journey still takes half an hour." Jiang Zetong urged Jiang Bao to wash up, wanting to ensure the other party's energy so that the inspection results would not be inaccurate.

Jiang Bao didn't refute, he washed and lay down first, and Jiang Zetong fell asleep next to him before he fell asleep.

Silent all night.

Dr. Song is a very responsible and punctual doctor. He didn't come one minute earlier, and only opened the door of the reception room on time at 1:09.

"Come in, sit down wherever you want."

Jiang Bao has been observing each other's every move since he entered the door. He looked at Dr. Song curiously as if he didn't feel it, and ordered his assistant to pour water for the two of them.

"Thank you." Jiang Bao held the water glass and watched the assistant close the door.

There were only three people left in the room, and Dr. Song was still watering the flowers slowly.

Jiang Bao couldn't stand it after sitting for a while, he wanted to ask Dr. Song, "Will this flower not die if you water it again?"

How much water does a cactus need to water?

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was a little distracted just now, thank you for reminding Jiang Jiang." Dr. Song smiled softly, and his voice was very soft, with a comfortable smile.

"I have a questionnaire here, you both should fill it out." As if suddenly remembering that there are two living people in the room, and he still has business to do, he took out two copies from the cabinet on his desk and bound them booklet.

As far as Jiang Bao is concerned, if he reads correctly, there are at least one hundred and eighty books in the cabinet that can fit a small oven.

The heart that was raised all the way suddenly fell back to its original position.

Jiang Bao let out a deep breath. He was about to take a pen to fill in when Dr. Song stopped him, "You two, write separately."

So Jiang Bao and Jiang Ze stood back to back and moved the small desk to do the questions.

"It seems that I was called to the office to do my homework." Jiang Bao muttered to himself while doing it, but his writing was unambiguous, and the strokes were fast.

Dr. Song held the teacup and blew, his eyes slightly narrowed behind the snow-white mist, quietly observing the two of them.In his opinion, Jiang Zetong, who is calm and self-sustaining, may have a bigger problem than Jiang Bao.

Tsk, buy one get one free.

It is rare that the weather in the imperial capital today is clear and cloudless, leaving aside the gray smog, the translucent golden sunlight floods the floor, gradually encroaching on the territory.

Jiang Bao's feet couldn't rest, and he had to change directions when doing the questions. It happened to be in the sun at the moment, and it was warm, so Jiang Bao couldn't move.

There were not many questions, and Jiang Zetong was more focused than Jiang Bao. After half an hour, he handed the answer sheet back to Dr. Song, and then sat beside him and watched Jiang Bao bathing in the sun.

It was just feet just now, but now even the upper body is in the sun, the hair seems to be shining, the porcelain white face is radiant and powdery, as if he has solved an interesting problem, and the corners of his mouth are curled up.

Jiang Zetong was also very happy. He didn't feel that there would be any questions if he answered it. He was full of relief in his heart that he could solve Jiang Bao's hidden dangers. He relaxed his brows inadvertently, and he felt a lot lighter.

After drinking half of a glass of water, Jiang Bao finished answering the questionnaire.He stood up and stretched himself, shaking back the lazy bones that had been exposed to the sun. Seeing that Dr. Song was silent, he asked himself, "Doctor Song, can I go?"

"Let's go back first. My side is almost over. You can come over for a chat in the afternoon. I'll be here anytime tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Zetong made an appointment for three days just to be on the safe side, and charged on time, so he didn't lose money no matter what.

Jiang Bao had stayed enough, but he didn't expect to come again in the afternoon. He turned his head to look at Jiang Zetong, his eyes filled with longing for the museum.

"Then let's come tomorrow."

No matter how anxious Jiang Bao is to go to the museum, he has to eat first.The two of them went to the small restaurant recommended by Dr. Song, and they ate very well and returned home.

I almost went home because I was too full, but Jiang Bao was determined and took a rest in the car before entering the museum.

Just in time for the Pompeii exhibition, Jiang Bao plunged into it. He stayed in the exhibition hall for three hours, listened to the explanation and enjoyed it for a while before coming out.

"It's amazing. Brother, what did they think when the crisis happened?"

Jiang Bao was still immersed in the aftertaste of visiting the cultural relics of the ancient city of Pompeii, with various questions in his head, but there seemed to be no answer to every question.

"All kinds of things, maybe many people haven't realized that the danger is coming, and there is no time to think about it."

Jiang Zetong was not very interested in these, and only followed the narrator for a few ears, and most of his attention was still on Jiang Bao.

"Then if it's brother, what would you think, assuming we are in danger now." Jiang Bao tilted his head, curious about this question.

Jiang Zetong's heart gave the answer almost immediately. If he found that there was danger at this moment, he would definitely take Jiang Bao out without hesitation and run to a safe place.If the situation does not allow, he hopes that Jiang Bao will be the safe one.

But Jiang Zetong just smiled and said the answer briefly, "Of course it is to take you to avoid danger."

Jiang Bao nodded, smiling broadly, and didn't mind Jiang Zetong rubbing his hands on top of his head, "I think so too!"

In the evening, the two of them went to bed early. The weather in the north was so dry that Jiang Bao's throat and mouth hurt, as if they were about to burst.

Especially drinking water and eating less miscellaneous things today, the situation is especially serious.

Jiang Zetong took several bottles of water and put them on the bedside, even on the floor, where the floor was warm, and Jiang Bao could drink water without freezing his stomach.

"Brother, I can breathe fire now." At night, Jiang Bao clamored for hot pot, so he ordered a mandarin duck. When he came up, he didn't eat tomato pot, but only picked spicy pot. It would be strange if he didn't breathe fire.

Jiang Zetong took a bottle of water and unscrewed it and handed it to Jiang Bao, "Drink some, I'll get you lip balm."

After the two of them finished packing, they disappeared for another half an hour.

"Brother, shall we go to Dr. Song tomorrow?"

"Don't want to go?"

"A little bit, but I feel that he is very good."

Jiang Zetong was a little angry, and this made him feel better.

"But it's not as good as my brother, and my brother is the best."

Jiang Zetong tapped Jiang Bao's forehead in the dark, and poked him back.

"Then good brother, let's go tomorrow afternoon."

Apart from agreeing, what else can Jiang Zetong say.

"Okay, go to sleep, ancestor."