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Sitting in the living room, Wang Jin peeled and ate the Chu Orange brought by Fan Yu, while watching the two standing on the balcony playing with drones.

Wang Xinhe had just learned how to fly, and he wanted to show off his skills when he was excited. He held the remote control in his hand and kept pressing it, directing the drone to fly higher and higher.

Fan Yu hurriedly stopped and said: "Little bird, quickly lower the altitude, our drone has not yet been registered, and the flying altitude cannot exceed 120 meters."

When Wang Xinhe heard this, he was anxious. He was not skilled in technology. He pressed the drone suddenly and it fell straight down. He almost fell to the ground, and it took a lot of effort to rescue him.In the end, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the merciless ridicule from his father.

"Little bird, don't show off your broken skills, be careful if you fall, you won't be able to find the ground if you pick it up."

Wang Xinhe said angrily: "My technique is good, but I'm not proficient enough."

After chewing the Chu orange in his mouth, Wang Jin picked up another one and peeled it. "Anyway, I advise you not to play on the balcony, and to study the technology and find an open place to play in another day, otherwise, an excited person will fall from the balcony to see what you will do."

Wang Jin's words were not all to scare him. The balcony of their house was not sealed, and the railing was only more than 1 meter away. The child's attention was all on the drone in the distance, and he might really fall if he was not careful.

The child was still young, and Fan Yu was also afraid that something would happen, so he quickly discussed with him: "I also think it's a little dangerous. In this way, you can fly now and you can't take a camera to measure, so let's stop playing , when you go back and study its functions thoroughly, I will take you to find a good place to play, okay?"

Wang Xinhe was a little unhappy, but still agreed, "Then you have to keep your word."

Uncle Fan is amazing. Uncle Fan knows many words in the tutorial that he doesn't understand. What Uncle Fan said are professional terms, so Wang Xinhe loves to play with him.

Fan Yu agreed, and then together with Wang Xinhe recalled the drone and put it away.

The two walked into the room with the drone, and Fan Yu saw that Wang Jin was still peeling the oranges, and said helplessly, "You've already eaten a few of these, and if you still eat, be careful of getting angry."

Wang Xinhe took the opportunity to tease his father and said: "I must have eaten four or five of them. Such an adult doesn't know restraint at all."

Wang Jin didn't know what was wrong, he obviously didn't like to eat fruit, but today he ate this stuff and felt it was very delicious, so he couldn't help but eat a few more.

However, Wang Jin also knew that he had indeed eaten too much, so he obediently put down the Chucheng that was being peeled in his hand, but he did not forget to complain about his son: "You little pig, you still have the nerve to talk about me. Seeing something delicious makes my stomach hurt."

Wang Xinhe said righteously: "I am a child and you are an adult. What's the point of comparing you to me as a child?"

Wang Jin was stunned speechless by him.

Fan Yu was afraid that Wang Jin would be naive again, so he smiled and smoothed things over, "Okay, are you hungry? I think it's already 11 o'clock, so I'll take you out for lunch."

Wang Jin was the first to agree, "Okay, I want to eat a big meal, and I can't miss any of them, such as pork ribs, braised pork knuckles in oil, pickled fish, braised pork, prawns, etc." For Fan Yu, he has always been able to kill as long as he can. slaughter.

Wang Xinhe was almost stunned by his father's shamelessness, how could he do this, it was too much, what if Uncle Fan was scared away.

Wang Xinhe hurriedly remedied: "My father is joking, he can't eat that much at all, let's go eat noodles."

Seeing his anxious look, Wang Jin couldn't help teasing him, and said half-truth, "Who's kidding? I'm really hungry right now, and I want to eat a big meal."

Alas, why is it so difficult for my father to support me?Wang Xinhe said helplessly: "Then let me treat you to dinner."

The child was clearly in pain, but his tone was quite firm.Fan Yu laughed a little and said, "Is that little bird rich?"

"Yes." After Wang Xinhe finished speaking, he ran to his bedroom, took apart a dinosaur toy, took out a piggy bank from it, and brought it to the living room.

Wang Jin saw him taking money out of the piggy bank one by one, all of which were hundred-yuan bills, and said in surprise: "Little bird, you have it. Where did you get so much money?"

Wang Xinhe replied: "Grandma gave it to me. She said she would save it to buy candy for me, and she couldn't let you know."

This candy is too expensive, my mother is not afraid of losing the child.Wang Jin tentatively asked: "Then where are you hiding? It's too powerful, and Dad didn't even find out."

"Hiding in..." Wang Xinhe paused, then smiled slyly, "Hiding in a place that won't tell you."

The money was not given in one go. Every time Wang Xinhe went back, Mother Wang would give him some money. Adding in the lucky money given during the Chinese New Year, there was so much accumulated.But he planned to save it to earn a lot of money, so he didn't spend it.

The child took out all the small treasury, Fan Yu was a little moved. "Uncle Fan has money, you should save it well."

Wang Xinhe refused, "But I can't just spend your money, you bought me a lot of gifts and spent a lot of money."

This child is really sweet, Fan Yu smiled and said: "Then you can also buy a small gift for uncle." Afraid that the child would waste money, Fan Yu warned again: "But you can't buy expensive ones."

After hesitating for a while, Wang Xinhe agreed, "Okay, I will definitely choose the best gift for you."

Wang Jin felt a toothache seeing the father's loving and filial son. "Okay, stop being affectionate, I'm starving to death, go out to eat quickly."

I don't know what's going on, Wang Jin has been feeling hungry recently, his stomach is like a bottomless pit, he has eaten four oranges just now, and he is still hungry.

Seeing that Wang Jin was really hungry, Fan Yu stopped talking and went out with his father and son.

At Wang Jin's request, Fan Yu chose a Chinese restaurant with a good reputation, and then ordered all the dishes Wang Jin wanted to eat. There were a dozen of them in total, and the three of them couldn't finish them.

Soon the food will be served.It is reasonable to say that this dish should be very good, and it looks delicious and delicious. Unexpectedly, Wang Jin picked up a piece of braised pork and almost spit it out just after feeding it into his mouth.

"No, why is this meat so greasy?"

"Is there?" Wang Xinhe picked up a piece of braised pork and chewed vigorously, "It's delicious, where is it greasy?"

Fan Yu tasted a piece and thought it tasted good, "I don't think it's greasy either."

Wang Jin doesn't believe in evil. He is usually a big meat eater. When was he afraid of greasy food?Unexpectedly, today was really evil. As soon as the second mouthful of braised pork came into his mouth, Wang Jin covered his mouth and went to the bathroom to vomit.

Fan Yu was worried about him, and after exhorting the child, he followed him to the bathroom.

Wang Jin spat out the meat in his mouth, then rinsed his mouth vigorously with water, and then he felt a little better. "I don't know if it's because I've eaten my stomach, but I feel like throwing up all the time today."

Fan Yu patted him on the back lightly, and speculated: "Did you eat too many oranges?"

Wang Jin retched again, but he couldn't vomit anything. He felt aggrieved and said, "How could just a few oranges put me down?"

Seeing that he was very aggrieved with his drooping head, Fan Yu couldn't help but patted his bald head, and comforted him: "It's a little thing, I'll take you to the pharmacy to get some medicine later."

Wang Jin blocked Fan Yu's hand, stared and said, "Don't touch my head."

"But it's easy to touch." Fan Yu touched it a few more times without giving up, and Wang Jin slapped his hand.