Chapter 348: Childlike Heart
"I like Xin'er the most. Gao Yaxin said there, with the innocent and pure expression on her face that only a child can have.
"I also like Yashin the most. Xin'er hurriedly said.
"Me too, me too. ”
Chen Chen, the little boy, also followed behind and said, this is that the child doesn't know whether this man and woman are kissed or not, otherwise he will definitely be despised if he waits until he is sixteen or seventeen years old.
But everyone in the room laughed.
They all knew that these children might be imitating speech.
When Gao Yaxin saw this, her eyes turned, and she saw Jiang Haotian at once, and Jiang Haotian was busy in the back kitchen at this time.
"I also like Xin'er's father, Xin'er's father cooks deliciously. ”
"Hey, I like it too. Xin'er said with a smile right there, still refusing to fall behind, and also said on the side that he also liked Jiang Haotian.
"I still like my mom. ”
Xin'er just said this, and immediately caused a burst of echo, Xin'er seemed to be the head of the three children, and Xin'er said that they liked whoever they liked.
Seeing Xin'er's appearance at this time, everyone laughed.
The next few children were like names, Fang Wan, Yan Linxue, Zhou Tong, Jiang Yingying, all of them were liked.
In addition to Jiang Haotian busy in the back kitchen, there is only one man left in the front hall, that is Gao Yaxin's father Gao Wen.
Gawain did close his eyes proudly, and the expression on his face was one waiting for praise.
Fang Wan looked at her husband and shook her head helplessly, how could she be more like a child than her husband?
Gawain just waited, one minute, two minutes, three minutes.
But after such a long time, Gawain still did not hear a few people's praise, as if these children had forgotten him.
Gawain scratched his head in embarrassment, he didn't have the shame to ask, or he wouldn't have asked these children.
As soon as he turned his head, Gao Wen looked at Chen Chen, Chen Chen was the only little boy among the three children present, who was also a man, and he should be able to say the answer he wanted.
Gao Wen thought so in his heart, and looked at Chen Chen.
"That Chen Chen child, I don't know if you like your uncle or not?"
Gao Wen just looked at it, but Chen Chen touched his chin, like a little adult, and thought for a long time.
"No, I don't like Uncle Gao. ”
Children are like that, one person says it, and the rest of the people say it.
"I don't like Uncle Gao either. Xin'er pouted, and the girls on the side couldn't straighten up with laughter.
Gawain was even more embarrassed, just when he didn't know what to do, a mending knife came from behind, and this knife stabbed him in the heart.
"I, I don't like dad either. ”
Gawain immediately wailed when he heard this, it was none other than his own daughter who said this.
"You don't like me, I'm upset, I'm crying. ”
When he said this, Gawain covered his face, and there he made a whining sound, as if he were crying.
But the adults all know that Gawain is crying, he is just teasing a few children.
But seeing Gao Wen's expression covering his face, as if he was sad, several children on the side glanced at each other, and finally Xin'er came to Gao Wen's side like a little adult and patted him on the shoulder.
"Uncle, uncle doesn't cry, Xin'er still likes you a little. ”
"yes, yes. ”
Chen Chen followed behind Xin'er, and after a while, even Gao Yaxin came to his side,
On the contrary, now Gawain is like a child, they are adults trying to persuade children not to cry.
This made everyone present cry and laugh.
It just so happened that at this time, a greeting came from the front, "Come and prepare for dinner." ”
Jiang Haotian had already prepared everything to eat, so they all came to the restaurant one after another.
"I like Uncle Zhang's cooking the most, it's delicious. ”
Gao Yaxin said as she drooped her little mouth.
"Well, everybody's having a good day, let's have a drink. Jiang Haotian looked at everyone present.
Today is only good and no bad for them, so after hearing Jiang Haotian say this, everyone finally nodded at Jiang Haotian, indicating that there was no problem.
So in this way, Jiang Haotian came to the back kitchen, and copied a particularly strange-shaped wine with a small sip and a big belly, and there was a stand like a cannon rack below, and two wheels were holding a basket.
Good fellow, Gawain can see it at a glance, Royal Salute.
Squinting at it, there was a row of small letters underneath the royal salute.
“1982。 ”
Although Gao Wen felt that Jiang Haotian was not the strongest person in the world, he could be regarded as a well-known person in Tianhai, and what should be taken out should not be fake, even if it was fake, Gao Wen also believed that he could drink it with his mouth.
It was a 1982 Royal Salute, and if it was true, how much would it cost?
Just as Gao Wen was thinking like this, Jiang Haotian had already begun to open this royal salute.
On the other side, Zhao Dahu seemed to see what Gao Wen was thinking, so he said quietly.
"Drink, really, Liu Qingfeng sent it. ”
Hearing Wang Dahu say this, Gao Wen sighed in his heart, what kind of person is this Liu Qingfeng? If he gave this thing, how could it be fake?
And the most terrifying thing is not this wine, but Liu Qingfeng's gift, Liu Qingfeng has no problem with such wine, he should drink such wine in that capacity.
The problem is that Liu Qingfeng sent Jiang Haotian.
Jiang Haotian's identity seems to be more noble than Liu Qingfeng's, otherwise how could Liu Qingfeng send Jiang Haotian?
While thinking about it, Gao Wen felt more and more that Jiang Haotian's identity was extraordinary and terrifying.
Beyond those two words, Gawain didn't know what to say.
The girls didn't care about Gao Wen's attitude, Fang Wan raised her head while eating, and looked at Yan Linxue.
"Lin Xue, I flipped through Weibo today, Weibo has exploded, your hot search, I listened to those songs well. ”
Fang Wan praised Yan Linxue on the side.
Hearing what Fang Wan said, Yan Linxue scratched her head on the side, and didn't say anything else, in fact, the people who sing a song account for a certain proportion, but if it is important, it may be that composing music and lyrics are more important.