After breakfast, before the weather warmed up completely, Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng for a walk outside.

Jiangyang City, a second- and fifth-tier city as the capital of a province, is considered underdeveloped. Most of its economy relies on local real estate. The area where his family lives used to be an urban-rural fringe area, but now a lot of it has been demolished.

When you go out of the community, you can see several new properties under construction at a glance.

Housing prices rose a lot last year, and his old house was not sold at a good time, so he sold it at a loss. Otherwise, the family's economy would be better now.

If there is really no other way, no one is willing to sell their houses in this neighborhood. After all, no one knows when they will be demolished. It is said that it will be planned in the next few years, but the government is trying to demolish these old residents with a hammer in one direction and a stick in the other.

My patience has been exhausted.

Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng to the west. There is a foothill park there. Jiangyang City has invested a lot of money and energy in building this comprehensive leisure and free park. There are four phases in total, covering an area of ​​up to 3,000 acres, but for the time being,

Only one phase is fully built.

The reason why it is called Shanlu Park is because not far from the park there is Iris Mountain with an altitude of two to three hundred meters.

Because of this excellent terrain, there are several high-end communities on the west side of the park, all with villas.

The east and west sides of the park seem to be two worlds. The east side is full of dilapidated and low-rise old residential areas, while the west side is full of beautiful and trendy buildings.

Before Zhang Zhong's accident, the park was still in ruins. This was his first time here.

Foothills Park is known as a sea of ​​flowers all year round, and it does it. Every season, the government spends money to transplant some seasonal flowers for decoration.

Because there are not many scenic spots in Jiangyang, and Shanlu Park is right next to the subway line, there were a lot of people coming to play even though it was morning.

Among the colorful flowers, there are mostly figures of men and women who came to take pictures.

Zhang Zhong's mobile phone can also take photos, but the camera function is so poor that the pixels in the photos taken are all visible, making the whole person look blurry.

When the royalties come in, I must change to a mobile phone that is good at taking pictures.

"Dad, there is a caterpillar here!"

Peng Peng's excited shouts came from the front. Yes, he was a little excited.

Zhang Zhong came over and took a look, and there was a chubby green caterpillar in the grass beside the path.

Seeing Pengpeng trying to touch it with his hands, Zhang Zhong quickly pulled her back and said, "Don't touch it, it will bite you."

"But it doesn't even have a mouth."

To be precise, this thing is not a bite, it should be called a sting. In their area, this kind of caterpillar is called a tickle, because it is very itchy after being stung and the skin will be burning and painful. Although it is not a big deal, it is still a sting.

, it’s really uncomfortable.

Zhang Zhong pointed to the hairs on Itchy Lazi's body and said to Pengpeng, "It uses these little hairs to sting people."

"But it's so cute."

Zhang Zhong patted his forehead, wondering if Pengpeng's aesthetic sense was a little distorted. This tickle didn't look cute anymore. He was stung when he climbed a tree when he was a child, so he could feel the burning on the back of his hand when he saw this thing.

"Let's go, let's go." Zhang Zhong quickly pulled Pengpeng away to prevent her from touching that thing.

However, he was able to avoid the first grade of junior high school, but not the fifteenth grade. Just when Zhang Zhong lost his mind, Peng Peng started crying in front of him.

"Oh, daddy, the caterpillar bit me."

Zhang Zhong hurriedly ran over, and Pengpeng covered his fleshy index finger, which should be the place where he was stung.

"Come, let dad take a look." Seeing Peng Peng's face covered with tears, Zhang Zhong felt a little distressed. When Peng Peng let go of his hand, he revealed the injured area, which was a little red.

He quickly blew her some air and asked, "How are you doing? Are you feeling better?"

Pengpeng whimpered and said, "I feel a little warm in my hands."

It looked like he needed to deal with it, so Zhang Zhong hugged his daughter and wiped her tears while walking back.

After arriving home, Pengpeng's tears had dried, but she was still sobbing. Zhang Zhong found soapy water and toothpaste, washed the wound first, and then applied toothpaste.

After applying the cool toothpaste, Pengpeng felt the pain no longer and opened her eyes wide, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Dad, you are so awesome. Are you a doctor?"

Don’t forget to praise your dad at this time.

Zhang Zhong slowly spread the toothpaste on her hand evenly, "Okay, it should be fine after a while."

Pengpeng blinked her eyes and said, "Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't listen to you just now. I want to see if the caterpillars have mouths."

Zhang Chong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then did you see it has a mouth?"

"No, I just wanted to turn it over when my hands hurt." Pengpeng shook his head and said.

In fact, after Zhang Zhong felt distressed at the beginning, she now felt that it was good to be stung by Peng Peng. She was very curious about caterpillars before, but now that she was stung, at least she knew that they were not cute.

Suffering a loss is a blessing. Although it is a chicken soup, it is quite applicable sometimes.

"Okay, you can watch TV for a while, dad has to go to work." Zhang Zhong thought of "Chameleon" he just wrote last night and said to Peng Peng.

I thought she would be happy if I let her watch TV, but instead she grabbed Zhang Zhong's clothes and said pitifully, "Can I play next to Dad while he is working?"

Zhang Zhong looked at his daughter in surprise and shouted, is he already more important than the TV?

"There are no cartoons now, I don't want to watch them."

Pengpeng's next words broke Zhang Zhong's imagination. It turns out that this girl is very clever and knows that there is no good TV now. Wasn't it the same last time, she even bargained to move the time to the evening.

"Okay, but you have to be quiet."

"Don't worry, I'm the best behaved."

In fact, Pengpeng was not as well-behaved as she said. When Zhang Zhong first turned on the computer, she could still watch quietly, but after a while, she transformed into a curious baby, pointing at the computer screen and asking questions.

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"Dad, what kind of word is this? I don't even know it."

"Of course you don't recognize it, because you haven't started to read it yet."

"I can read. I even know my name, but I can't write. Grandma said she won't let me write."

Zhang Zhong didn't expect that Pengpeng had already started to read. Although he didn't know why his mother didn't let her write, she was a teacher and she should have her own reasons.

As for Peng Peng's name, it was said to have been there when it was delivered, and Hu Huifang and the others did not change it.

Because he had to revise the article, Zhang Zhong could only respond to Peng Peng in a hmm-a-a-a-a-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa but Pengpeng didn’t feel left out, and kept talking next to him like a small talker.

After Zhang Zhong modified "Chameleon", he uploaded it directly using his own account.

He didn't know how many words there were in the original work, but the "Chameleon" he wrote was probably less than 2,000 words, not even as long as an ordinary chapter.
Chapter completed!