Quick wear said it was unique

Zhong Ci distributed five gifts to several old people, and then asked a guard to bring a bag of wild food from the trunk.

They are all some fruits, washed and put on the national plate, red, purple, yellow, and blue are crowded together, and each one looks watery, which is eye-catching.

As the teacher who supported him, Mr. Qi spoke first: "This is?"

Zhong Ci smiled: "It is the fruit that I encountered in the jungle this time. It has been tested and is harmless to the human body. Although it is small, it is better than sweet. I brought it for you to try."

"Whatever you dislike, it's all your kid's wish."

With a good-natured smile on his face, Mr. Huang picked up one and put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and then enjoyed it, smashed it, laughed and said, "It's really delicious, let's try it."

Several gray-haired old men followed suit one after another, and it was indeed delicious.

"Boy Xi brings good things back every time he goes out, next time you go and invite me to go with you." Han Laoer was very itchy, and said to Zhong Ci, he had long been free to grow grass.

Boss Han patted him with a face: "When you are old, you must obey the old, don't mess around all day long."

Han Er was also not angry, and retorted indifferently: "Xi is a doctor, so what is there to be afraid of, besides, life is alive, and if you don't live in a chic way, what's the point?"

Mr. Zhang sneered: "So you want to let yourself go again? Do you remember what you did last year?"

The reason why he was so angry was because he was tricked by this old boy last year.

It's a small-minded thing to say.

Old Qi listened to their poor talk, and he was not slow at all.

When the quarrel was almost over, Han Laoer's impulsiveness was suppressed. Looking back, one-third of the fruit in the pot was removed.

Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows, pointed at him and scolded: "Hey! You shameless! I mean, why don't you speak, so that's what you're thinking about?! Brothers, attack him!"

Boss Han put on a serious face, while Lao Er stared at Qi and pushed Lao Qi down. Huang Lao smiled and snatched away the fruit. You and I divided the four of them. The last three are hard to divide, so just be generous. Leave it to Mr. Qi, who will throw Mr. Qi into a rage and shout "careless in making friends".

In fact, this is only a small part of the fruit that Zhongci brought, but the mouths of the old people were restricted, and the guards were afraid that they would spoil their stomachs, so they only washed this little out.

The scene was chaotic for a while, and the poor guards were holding the door frame with a tangled expression, afraid of being knocked down, and afraid of being scolded bloody by some veteran cadres, you know, the combat effectiveness of several of them is not weak.

Whatever is kind and serious, they are just a bunch of bad old urchins.Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. The reason why these people can get together is that they are all the same inside.

Zhong Ci sat on the side with a smile and watched them act like demons, and he didn't stop them, making it clear that he was watching the show.

Several guards suffered even more.

Fortunately, Mrs. Qi arrived in time with a group of restaurant waiters.

Seeing this scene, she dragged Qi Lao out of the battle circle without saying a word: "Hey you bastard, how old are you still jumping around like this!?"

"Ai ai ai, old lady, don't drag me, it hurts me to death..."

Mrs. Qi became even more angry: "You are the one who hurts, how long did it take me to walk away, and you got into a fight, huh?"

Seeing his miserable appearance, the old people stopped beating and went to the theater instead.

Mrs. Qi is also a genius, how can she teach her old man to make others laugh?Look at the ugly faces of those laughing!

She rolled her eyes, patted Old Qi, and said kindly: "Old man, go and clear the table, the food is already here, don't keep him waiting."

Mr. Qi hurriedly went, before leaving, he glared at a few of his friends.

Madam Qi turned around, looked at Zhong Ci very kindly, and scanned him once.

After confirming that he was not injured, he smiled and rolled his eyes: "Don't worry about these old men, Xiaoci, are you hungry? Auntie ordered several dishes that you like, and you can eat them right away."

Zhong Ci nodded obediently, and didn't thank him, nor did he refuse. Instead, he went to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, which made Mrs. Qi smile even more.

She just likes the child's neither shy nor introverted temperament, which shows how close they are.

Mrs. Qi tied up the hair draped over her shoulders, and then several old friends sat down consciously. Mr. Huang opened a bottle of wine and poured it into seven glasses, no more, no less, everyone was the same .

I can't help it, I'm old, I can't eat this way, I can't eat that way.Alcohol is a good thing. People of their generation like it, and they like strong baijiu the most.

It's a pity that now everyone is followed by a nutritionist or two, and there are many restrictions on diet. Not only can you not drink white wine, but even red wine, because it is said that a small amount of red wine is good for health, so you can only taste it occasionally.

In such a severe situation, of course they should be distributed evenly to avoid fighting.

The youngest here is already 66, and they all eat light flavors, and occasionally there is a plate of heavy flavors, so you have to eat it fast.

As for Zhong Ci, he never tasted heavy, meaty food, so he was not a threat. There were only a few old men who were eyeing him, and only a few old men who needed to be followed.

Seeing several high-ranking old people scrambling to eat like a war, Zhong Ci has long been used to it, and he can even eat more when eating with them.

Before I finished eating, the phone call came.

It was the emperor who knew: "Sir."

The emperor would not call you His Highness when there are outsiders, but here he is called Mr.

"Xiaoyu didn't see you when he came back, he was making a fuss, do you want to make a video call with him?"

Zhong Ci pondered for a moment, it was inconvenient to use the mobile phone now, he was eating, so he nodded after thinking about it.I hung up the phone and asked Mrs. Qi: "Aunt Qi, is there a communicator at home that can open video?"

Mrs. Qi nodded: "Is a computer okay?" The older generations are not too keen on these technological products, and the younger generations have bought videos and put them in the house, but they don't even know how to use them.

"can."

Mrs. Qi took out the tablet and sent out the video request.

Soon, Zuo Shengyu's face appeared on the screen. He didn't cry, but had a pitiful look with his mouth flattened and terribly wronged.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu, aren't you happy?" Zhong Ci's voice softened, and he looked pretty with a smile on his face.

It was just a few old people who obviously found that his attitude was a little alienated and polite.

You know, Zhong Ci doesn't look at them like this.

Looking at the child on the screen, he shook his head and said nothing.

Zhong Ci was originally cold-tempered. To them, it was because they had been together for many years that they got close to him. Treating outsiders is a virtue, and it is useless to say anything.

Zuo Shengyu's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he gestured with his fingers: "I thought you lost me."

Zhong Ci was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he was so concerned about gains and losses, but when he needed comfort, he was unambiguous: "Why? Big brother has already given you part of the time, so you keep your word."

Zuo Shengyu burst into tears, crying sobbingly: "I'm sorry."

Seeing him like this, Zhong Ci felt a little helpless. He really couldn't cope with the child's crying and fussing pattern, so he pretended not to see it and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Zuo Shengyu shook his head hesitantly, staring at him closely, not letting go of any changes in his mood, very afraid that he would get angry and really lose him.

Zhong Ci's slender fingers flicked across the screen, as if he was stroking Zuo Shengyu's face: "Obsessively go to eat with Uncle Di Wen, okay, you can grow taller by eating."

Zuo Shengyu pursed his lips and lowered his head. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and gestured intermittently: "Will you come back? You will come back to see Xiaoyu, and you won't leave Xiaoyu alone, right?"

As if asking for proof, he expressed himself over and over again, his little face tensed.

Zhong Ci suddenly feels sorry for such a delicate cub who is so afraid of being abandoned, what has the child experienced?He smiled at him softly, then nodded: "Well, you can see Xiaoyu at night, be good, tell Uncle Di Wen what you want, okay?"

Zuo Shengyu pursed his lips, a little shy and a little happy, couldn't help but bend his eyes towards him, the child's pure cat pupils turned into a half-moon shape, the eyes seemed to be washed, clean and sparkling, looking very cute.

Zhong Ci also followed with a smile, "Go to eat, eat and go to bed, Uncle Di Wen will take you there, sleep well and don't think about it, come back to eat with you at night."

Zuo Shengyu nodded heavily, then jumped off the chair, went to sit on the dining table, and stuffed the food into his mouth with big mouthfuls.

Seeing Di Fan beside him, Zhong Ci called him, "Di Fan."

"Sir." The emperor stood aside in a well-mannered manner.

"How about it."

"Unexpectedly, he gets along very well with the children. He is a very cute child."

"I see, you go and take care of him."

"Yes."

Before cutting off the video, the old soldier ruffian said angrily, "Who got the name Di Fan? It's second in ten."

"..." Emperor knows.

"..." Zhong Ci.

Han's second child sneered: "I feel the same way. A person who looks very attractive, but has such a ridiculous name, sneer."

Emperor Wen: "..."

Zhong Ci: "..." Poof.

Zhong Ci didn't let a few old men beat Di Fan any more, he turned off the computer and sat back: "He's been called by this name all the time, so don't bury him."

"Haha, it's just talking. Speaking of which, is he from your family?"

None of the four old people had been to Zhong Ci's residence, nor had they seen anyone in his family.

"It's the butler."

"oh, I see."

"He has a straight face, but he is very strange." Qi Lao continued.

The emperor knew that he had seen it before. A few years ago, Zhong Ci’s parents died. When he first started working in the animal sector, he and his old wife were worried about him, and often went to see him where he lived, so as not to take care of him badly. I am sick, injured, and so on.

At that time, he had seen that man. He often had a serious face, and he was as virtuous as Boss Han, and he took care of Zhong Ci with all his heart. At that time, he still thought that this man was very nice.

But one time when I saw him smile, his face became very evil, and there was a wave of evil. If he didn't know his background, he would have thought it was some evil.

A few people just talked casually and concentrated on eating, and didn't pay him too much attention.