Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

For the person you like, wear the peach blossom object with your own hands.

Looking at those pink crystals, Ji Lianhuo suddenly felt that they were not pretty at all.

His chest was so sore that he couldn't speak, Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips, unable to imagine a group of mad bees and butterflies surrounding the man.

Zhao Zhao is so good, will they say all kinds of sweet words, use sugar-coated bullets to coax Zhao Zhao to look sideways at them, will they be like themselves, pitifully begging Zhao Zhao to give him attention...

Thinking that Zhaozhao would be coveted by others, Ji Lianhuo felt like a string of thorny thorns growing in his heart, constantly surrounding him, wanting to firmly protect Zhaozhao in his unique position.

Ji Lianhuo's hand rested between the man's wrist, he lowered his head to block the man's sight, lowered his eyes and quietly loosened the fastened place just now.

I shouldn't have found this bracelet.

Not to mention wearing it on Zhao Zhao's wrist.

Why are you so stupid.

The boy's head was lowered, as if he couldn't see the buckle on the bracelet clearly, his fingers gently brushed the skin on his wrist, his breath was slow, with a bit of warmth, and every breath could be felt.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and waited for a long time before he saw Ji Lianhuo raised his head, his eyes lost the joy before, and his expression was indescribably awkward.

Putting his hands away, Wang Zhaomou glanced at the documents on the table and changed the topic.

"The class meeting was held last night, did you meet any new classmates?"

"Yes." Ji Lianhuo stood by the desk, his voice a little hoarse, "I know a lot of classmates."

"Very good." Wang Zhaomou sat back in his seat and opened the file.

Seeing that Brother Zhaomou was about to start his work, Ji Lianhuo knew that he should leave, but he didn't want to move his body at all.

It seems that as long as I move away, someone will take the opportunity to squeeze in, between me and Brother Zhaomou, so that I can no longer touch the person in front of me no matter what.

"I... ran for class president." Ji Lianhuo had a serious expression, wanting the man's eyes to fall on him again.

Hearing this, Wang Zhaomou raised his head and looked at the boy.

Seeing Brother Zhaomou paying attention to him, with approving eyes, Ji Lianhuo's heart instantly became alive, as if there was a deer inside, tap dancing non-stop.

"It may be because I was selected by the instructor for the morning military training. There are 49 students in the class, and I got 46 votes." Ji Lianhuo straightened his waist.

"It's great." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, without hesitating to praise him.

The boy's ears were red, and a shy expression appeared on his face.

Ji Lianhuo knew very well in his heart that this was what he wanted.

Brother Zhaomou's approval and approval made Brother Zhaomou see that he was growing up, unlike himself a year ago, he was just a child in Brother Zhaomou's eyes.

"Where's your roommate?" Wang Zhaomou took the document and focused on listening to the boy talk about his school.

"They are all excellent, two of them are competing for the branch secretary, and one is elected as a study committee member." Ji Lianhuo reported earnestly.

"That..." Wang Zhaomou couldn't remember the name of the student who came after Ji Lianhuo.

"Wu Mingxin gave snacks to everyone before the class meeting. He wanted to let the other students remember him, but the class teacher came to the classroom early and saw his behavior. Before the election of the secretary of the group, he smiled and reminded everyone not to eat people. Soft mouth."

Ji Lianhuo hooked the corners of his lips, "So in the end he only got five votes, and the position of party secretary went to another classmate."

Wang Zhaomou nodded, "This is the importance of fair competition."

"Yes, Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo took a step forward secretly, "I think Wu Mingxin is a little crooked, so I don't plan to develop a friendship with him."

"Choosing friends is also very important." Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Lianhuo with a smile, "I respect your choice."

Ji Lianhuo came out of the study with a smile on his lips. He had just walked two steps when he heard the sound of "Aoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".

Glancing down, Ji Lianhuo saw that Ji Dabao was still sitting at the dining table, poking a small spoon in one hand to protest.

It seems that seeing myself out of the study room, I worked even harder.

Ji Lianhuo went downstairs and saw the smashed dumpling wrappers in Ji Dabao's bowl.

Ji Lianhuo's face was indifferent, and he looked at Ji Dabao without any emotion in his eyes.

"If you don't eat today, it will be your meal tomorrow, and if you don't eat it tomorrow, it will be your meal the day after tomorrow."

Ji Lianhuo squatted in front of Ji Dabao, his eyes were cold, "Even if the dumpling skin is rotten, you have to eat it, otherwise you don't want to eat anything, understand?"

Ji Dabao stared blankly at his uncle, pursed his mouth in grievance.

After Ji Lianhuo finished speaking, he went upstairs directly, leaving Ji Dabao with a stern back. Ji Dabao watched his uncle enter the room, and he really gave the order to die.

Ji Dabao lowered his head, looking at the dumpling wrappers that had been poked into pieces by himself, he couldn't eat anymore.

After Sister Cheng cleaned up the kitchen, she saw Ji Dabao still confronting the dumpling wrappers when she came out. Thinking of what happened at the dinner table today, Sister Cheng sighed helplessly.

Ji Dabao sniffed, went to bed almost hungry at night, and woke up in the middle of the night, with the sound of "cuckoo" coming from his stomach, he was abruptly woken up by hunger.

Rolling on the small bed, Ji Dabao looked at the moon outside the window, it was round and bright, like a dumpling with a big belly.

Ji Dabao tried to cry twice, but found that no one was paying attention to him, he fell asleep again in a daze, and woke up again, it was still dark.

Looking at the faint light outside, the sun had not risen yet, Ji Dabao gnawed on his fingers to satisfy his hunger, thinking that if Wang Zhaomou hadn't taken him in, at this time, he and his uncle would go to the wholesale market to batch fruits.

Even in September, it was very cold in the morning. Even though I had a small cotton padded jacket on, my exposed hands and head were extremely cold.

Ji Dabao lowered his head, looked at the beautiful goose-yellow pajamas on his body, and then at his exclusive cot. He also had a clean and soft quilt on his body. The quilt was warm, and his feet were also warm.

If I was outside, I would have to wait for a long time before I could eat my first meal of the day. I would not dare to waste a mouthful of a bowl of rice paste. After soaking the bowl of rice paste, add some boiling water, how much more can I drink? mouth.

How can there be the current high-end milk powder and various complementary foods.

The same goes for my uncle, who can only eat steamed buns that cost [-] cents each with boiling water. Uncle Yu gave me a box of leftovers, and my uncle was reluctant to eat it all at once, and he didn't want to waste a grain of rice on the side of the lunch box.

Maybe it's because my uncle always remembers the previous situation, so he gets so angry when he sees his waste.

Ji Dabao gnawed his hands, the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became.

What right do I have to despise Dumpling Pipi?

This is a delicacy that I and my uncle didn't even dare to think about before they were taken in.

Early the next morning, Ji Dabao was sitting on his baby chair, his eyes were dazzled by hunger, but he still firmly held his little spoon.

Seeing Wang Zhaomou and his uncle going downstairs, Ji Dabao took a look at the rotten dumpling wrappers that had been reheated in his bowl, closed his eyes and dug out the spoon, and put the rotten dumpling wrappers into his mouth.

Wang Zhaomou and Ji Lianhuo watched quietly as Ji Dabao opened his mouth wide and poked his nose with a spoonful.

"Aw!" Ji Dabao covered his nose, tears welled up in his eyes.

Wang Zhaomou silently took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera.

Ji Lianhuo endured a smile and stepped forward, wiped off the soup on Ji Dabao's nose, took a look at the shattered dumpling wrappers, took the bowl to the kitchen, poured out the dumpling wrappers inside, and let Mrs. Cheng serve two more. Put a dumpling inside.

Ji Dabao covered his nose with his eyes closed, saw the two steaming dumplings in the bowl, and looked at his uncle with tears in his eyes.

I knew that uncle still loves me!

This time Ji Dabao has learned his lesson. Although he still has a big belly to eat dumplings in advance, he will eat the leftover dumplings this time, and eat up the two dumplings in front of Wang Zhaomou and Ji Lianhuo. Clean, never dare to leave a little bit.

Mrs. Cheng came over with a smile and took the soaked milk powder, and took away the small bowl in front of Ji Dabao.

"There will be a charity dinner the day after tomorrow." Wang Zhaomou looked away from Ji Dabao and looked at Ji Lianhuo, "It may be late to come back, so don't wait for me."

"I see." Ji Lianhuo nodded obediently, making up his mind to wait for brother Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou quietly looked at the young man in front of him for a moment, thinking of the charity banquet with the Wang Group, Leng Xiuming's eyes were complicated.

At least I have to protect the boy for a while longer.

Do your best until Ji Lianhuo has to face the Leng family.

As soon as you enter a wealthy family, the wealth of the Wang family is only three billion yuan, which is enough for brothers to turn against each other, and father and son to oppose each other. Fortunately, Wang Qiyan has other ambitions, Wang Zhaoyun is not capable enough, Wang's father is in poor health, and he is old. Today's stability.

What about the Leng family?

With a conservative estimate of tens of billions of dollars in assets, this money is enough for anyone to be crazy.Leng Xiuming is in his prime of life and has a lot of experience. There are other Leng family members who he doesn't know, and they may also be spying in the dark.

Ji Lianhuo will face a situation that is a hundred times more difficult than he was back then.

I can only protect him and go as far as I can.

"Baba." Ji Dabao finished drinking the milk powder, and obediently showed the empty bottle to the two of them.

Oh, I didn't waste it.

Wang Zhaomou looked innocently at Dabao last season, hiding his thoughts.

It is because Mr. Leng's brain is not very easy to use, so Leng's family came four years in advance, so that Ji Lianhuo had to face all wolves, tigers and leopards before he grew up.

If something happened to Ji Lianhuo, he could not escape the blame.

When Ji Dabao saw Wang Zhaomou's eyes, for some reason, his back was a little cool.

"Ba ba?"

Ji Dabao blinked his eyes, he was so cute.

Brother, shouldn't he be angry because he doesn't eat dumpling wrappers?

"Baba, goose and tiger oil!" Ji Dabao put his two little hands together, trying to compare his feelings to Wang Zhaomou.

"You need to hurry up on the Dabao course." Wang Zhaomou looked normal, "In another year, I will be going to kindergarten."

"Brother Zhaomou is right." Ji Lianhuo followed the man closely, and when he heard Wang Zhaomou speak, he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Let's learn more languages ​​while you're young." Wang Zhaomou said with gentle eyes.

"Brother Zhaomou is bothering you." Ji Lianhuo raised the corners of his mouth, and diligently used serving chopsticks to pick up food for Wang Zhaomou, "Brother Zhaomou, eat more."