Fang Yuan, with the help of Lan Caiyi, cooked dinner.

Of course, this is what Lan Caiyi said, and she has the most credit.

"You go and call your uncle to come down to eat, and I'll bring the food out." Fang Yuan said to Lan Caiyi, who was helping him untie his apron.

Lan Caiyi walked out of the kitchen and went upstairs to call someone.

Fang Yuan took two dishes out of the kitchen, and at the same time called the little guy to eat.

"Xinxin, come over for dinner. Fang Yuan put the dish on the table and greeted.

But I didn't hear any movement, the little guy usually eats the most actively, what's wrong today?

I couldn't help but feel a little strange in my heart, looking back, the little guy was no longer watching TV, and the TV screen was pressed and paused by her.

She ran to the desk and sat obediently, her head bowed, not knowing what she was writing.

Fang Yuan didn't bother her, and walked over lightly.

???? ：

?????????????????? ，?????????????? ……。

Fang Yuan looked confused, so he asked curiously, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm writing to Princess Merida to ask her to come to our house. ”

The little guy looked up, and Fang Yuan found that her little face had been painted with some watercolor pens, like a little cat.

"Princess Merida, who is she?" Fang Yuan asked curiously.

"Princess Merida doesn't know, how stupid?" said the little fellow with disdain.

Then he pointed to the TV, Fang Yuan was a little surprised, the TV was playing the "Brave Legend" cartoon, and Merida was the protagonist in the cartoon, talking about the Scots in the 10th century.

Judging from the style of painting, Fang Yuan thought it was a Viking.

But the child is so cute, write a letter to a virtual character, can she receive it?

How do you send it over?

"Then you should call her, it's not faster. Fang Yuan followed her train of thought.

Hearing this, the little guy raised his head and looked at him with shocked eyes: "Is Dad really a big fool? Merida is an ancient person, how can she have a phone, and I don't know her phone number!"

The corners of Fang Yuan's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he roared in his heart: "Since you know, you still write a ghost, and you can receive it by the other party?"

Of course, he definitely couldn't say these words, so he said: "Then you write it quickly, and come over for dinner after writing." ”

Fang Yuan turned around and was about to leave after speaking, where is the child cute?

Unexpectedly, the little guy grabbed him, "Don't go, wait a while to help the baby send the letter." ”

"Send it, how to send it?" Fang Yuan asked speechlessly.

"Of course it's in the mailbox, Daddy doesn't know about it?" asked the little guy in shock.

I think you're despising me, but I don't have proof.

"But there are no mailboxes in the community. ”

"I know, so when you go to work tomorrow, remember to put it in my mailbox for me. "The little guy said seriously.

"Okay, I see. Fang Yuan touched her little head speechlessly.

At this time, the uncle and the others came down from upstairs.

"Let's go, let's eat, Dad has made a lot of delicious food, and when you're done eating, you can continue to write your letter!"

"Delicious!" the little guy immediately put down the pen in his hand.

When there are no guests at home, the meal is naturally casual to sit, usually the little guy and grandpa sit at one end of the long table, and they are also the two overlords of the family.

But when a guest comes, it's rude to sit like this again.

Fang Yuan originally wanted to move the little guy's special chair to the middle of his seat with the basket.

Unexpectedly, Fang's mother had already taken the first step and placed her chair between her and He Liuqing.

In this way, the grandmother on the left and the grandmother on the right can make the little one happy.

Because she didn't even have to clip what she wanted to eat, she motioned, and the two grandmothers competed to help her clip it over and put it in her small bowl.

So the end result is that the little guy is overwhelmed, lying on the sofa, touching his little belly and humming.

Fang Yuan couldn't hold back a smile beside him, why was this little thing so greedy.

"Don't laugh, rub my belly. The little guy said angrily.

Fang Yuan was angry and funny, sat next to her, and helped her rub her belly.

When the orange saw it, he ran over, lay down next to the little guy, also turned his belly up, and then looked at Fang Yuan: "Shovel, hurry up and help me rub it too." ”

Fang Yuan took it aside speechlessly, and then beckoned Da Bai to come over and ask him to help the orange scratch his belly.

Dabai's hands were soft, and the orange couldn't help but "meow" twice, "This white fat two-legged beast is still good." ”

"Next time, I know, no matter how delicious it is, I can't eat too much at one time. Fang Yuan took the opportunity to educate.

The little guy didn't speak, just like an orange, humming and chirping twice as an answer.

"You're so full, don't exercise too hard when you go out, or you'll have a stomachache, so take your time first. ”

When Fang Yuan was eating, the reason why he didn't stop it was because he knew that the little guy would definitely exercise a lot when he went out, and if he ate it, he would at least digest half of it.

With Fang Yuan's help, the little guy's stomach finally felt better.

Lan Caiyi helped her put on the protective gear and led her out of the door.

Fang Yuan won't go tonight, the uncle is still there, and they haven't finished their meal yet.

In the evening, Father Fang was mainly drinking with them, and Fang Yuan naturally didn't want to leave, although he didn't drink, he was also by his side.

As for the little one's letter, she had long forgotten it, and she didn't know if she would be able to think of it when she came back in the evening.

But if I really think about it, Fang Yuan should have a headache, where to send it to her with a headache, what can I do if I send it to her and ask her to reply to the letter.

When Father Fang started, he was still a little restrained in front of his uncle, but after two glasses of wine, he began to call his uncle a brother.

The two chatted, and Father Fang talked about when he was a soldier.

Both of them were soldiers when they were young, so naturally there were a lot of topics.

Fortunately, Fang's father knew that his uncle came this time for his son, so he was not greedy.

I'm afraid that I will accidentally say something wrong and ruin my son's business.

He is usually very arrogant, but he is not a person who does not know the importance of it.

This surprised Fang Yuan.

Therefore, the four of them drank two bottles of Wuliangye, which added up to a little more than one catty and six taels.

Of course, Fang Yuan made up the numbers, and everyone didn't let him drink it, especially Uncle and Lan Tianheng, who felt that alcohol hurt their brains, and such a smart brain couldn't be harmed by alcohol.

Father Fang glanced at Fang Yuan's head and was silent, he didn't know how many times he had beaten this head, and he hadn't seen him become stupid? Could it be that he was opened by himself?

Although he didn't drink much, he talked a lot, and after eating a table for more than two hours, the little guy came back after a stroll outside.

I was a little surprised to see that everyone was still eating.

The little guy ran to Fang Yuan, stretched out his little hand, and pressed it lightly on his stomach, "Dad, is your stomach bloated?"

"You little guy, you think everyone is just like you!" Fang Yuan smiled and hugged the little guy on his lap.

"Shall I eat that?" sat on her father's lap, the dishes on the table in full view under her nose, and the little one immediately pointed to a meatball.

"What, your belly is healed, doesn't it swell?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Well, well, my little belly is shriveled. The little one patted his little belly.

"That's not going to work, drink some juice. ”

Fang Yuan didn't agree to her request again, but poured her a glass of juice.

The little guy was covered in sweat and his hair was knotted in strands.

Although the little guy was a little dissatisfied, she was indeed thirsty, and drank the juice "tons and tons" and drank it to the bottom.

Then he also learned the way his grandfather was drinking, squinting his eyes, frowning and "ha", which amused everyone.