Zhang Xiaohua giggled, "Second Brother, don't trick me. How could I say that password?"
"You know it's not right, and you still want me to say it myself?" Zhang Xiaohu blurted out.
"Huh? What password?" Guo Sufei was curious after hearing it.
"Uh... Mom, you should just ask Xiao Hua!" Zhang Xiaohu had already determined that this guy was Zhang Xiaohua!
Seeing his mother looking at him, Zhang Xiaohua sheepishly said: "It's nothing, just a joke with Second Brother!"
"Then you have to say it, who knows if you're right or not?" Zhang Xiaolong chimed in with interest when he heard it was a joke.
"Well... alright, disciple, prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for your teacher!"
"Yes" "Yes, disciple will go right away!" Two voices rang out, and they ran out simultaneously.
Before long, Ji Xiaohua brought a brush and ink, and Shui Tiantian brought paper.
