[Zhang Qiling BG] I Heard His Name Is Zhang Ergou

Childhood sweethearts, no conspiracy, no abuse, no identity conflicts and turning against each other, the heroine is a slut, easy to move forward, time travel. The cover material was found online and deleted. The following is the sand sculpture copywriting: "Chi chi chi chi, chi chi chi chi, chi chi chi chi." "Coo coo coo, coo coo coo, coo coo coo" Hearing the response to his signal, Zhang Yuyan emerged from the grass, moved his body, climbed up the rockery and climbed over the courtyard wall. Sure enough, he saw a group of little carrot heads squatting under the wall. Wait, a group? "What are you doing with so many people here?" "Isn't Sister Yuyan looking for someone? All of us who are younger should come over and check Sister Yuyan." When she thought about it, it seemed that what the child said made sense. One of the older boys gently patted the child who was speaking, "Don't call her a saint." Saint? Leftover women? Zhang Yuyan wanted to roll his eyes after hearing this, "Call me the Great Sage." She looked at all the children present and couldn't tell which one was Zhang Qiling. "Are all the little carrot heads in the courtyard here?" The young man nodded honestly, hesitated for a while and asked: "Great Sage, is the child you are looking for really named Zhang Ergou?" "His name is not Zhang Ergou, his name is Zhang Ergou, and he is the future Ergou of our Zhang family." This sentence confused the children present, and the leading boy looked at Zhang Yuyan with a blank expression. Zhang Yuyan was extremely speechless. What she wanted to say was clearly that his name was not Zhang Ergou, his name was Zhang Qiling, and he was the future Qiling of our Zhang family. Why did he change as soon as he said it? She couldn't control herself at all. Could it be that Zhang Qiling's real name is Zhang Ergou? Zhang Yuyan let out a long sigh and said forget it, "If there's anyone new here, be sure to tell me. Next time my sister will take you out to play." The following is the text text: Zhang Yuyan now misses her past life very much. At least it won't be like now, where human life is not worth mentioning. She protected the children behind her and said, "Use my blood. I'm an adult. I'll be fine if you give me a little blood." "Their lives are worthless, but you are different, Yuyan, don't make trouble." The Zhang family will always maintain a youthful appearance, just like the current patriarch in front of him, who has looked like this since Zhang Yuyan can remember. "Brother Ruitong, don't force me." Zhang Yuyan turned his hand and showed the dagger. The Zhang family present was also divided into two groups, with Zhang Yuyan and Zhang Ruitong as the center, and they were in a clear confrontation. There were only a few adults around Zhang Yuyan, and behind him were a group of children. The oldest was only eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest was only seven or eight years old. These children are all orphans, with no father or mother. To the Zhang family, the fight is just a tool used to bleed and exorcise evil spirits. The youngest child, perhaps unable to bear the pressure, turned around from behind her and rolled up his sleeves: "Use my blood." The child's face was a bit unfamiliar, not like the children in the compound. She had never seen it before, so she didn't want to think too much. She grabbed the child back to her and held it down. The child struggled for a while, but couldn't break free. She looked at Zhang Ruitong with a solemn expression: "If you insist on hurting these children, the Zhang family will be exterminated." "I'm not kidding." "I saw the future—" Intention: Everywhere in life is similar, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on snow and mud. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting the things.