In the private room of a hot pot restaurant with the Jiangcheng hot pot brand, a red and white mandarin duck pot like a Taiji diagram was served to the table by the waiter. Immediately afterwards, a small cart was also pushed in by the waiter, on the small cart, there were a variety of red, green, and green meat and vegetarian dishes, and I saw that I ate a bowl of instant noodles at the waiter station on the highway at noon, and only chewed a few pieces of rotten potato chips and a small braised chicken wings at night.

These dishes are the result of his cooperation with Tang Qingwu after ordering.

Just now, in order to pretend to be Sven and polite, he was reluctant to order it at first, but he was "reluctantly embarrassed" by the hospitable two mothers and daughters, and "half pushed" and casually drew a few meat dishes that he usually eats.

And the vegetarian dishes are basically ordered by two mothers and daughters.

It can be seen that these two mothers and daughters, at home, are basically vegetarians, no wonder they are in such good shape, or they are enchanting.

Especially the one opposite him, a moon-white ordinary cotton tight-fitting little hanfu, with the other party's fresh, elegant, unbearable profane face and curvy figure, he was worn out of the charm of big-name retro fashion!

The waiter put some of the dishes on the table, and used a screwdriver to open the lid on a bottle of snow beer and two bottles of Weiyi soybean milk ordered by the two mothers and daughters, and after saying slow use, he turned around and went out, and politely closed the door.

Wang Qi grabbed the bottle, poured it for himself first, then put the bottle aside, and was about to raise a glass to touch the cup with the two mothers and daughters, and said a few words, "The first time we met, thank you for the hospitality, it is a great honor", when he saw Tang Qingwu, who was sitting opposite, holding an empty cup with both hands, handed it to Wang Qi, and asked softly:

"Mr. Wang, can you pour me a glass of wine? I don't usually drink, but you saved the little girl today, I want to make an exception, thank you for your righteous hand. If it weren't for you accompanying the little girl, sitting in place and waiting for me, I would ...... I really can't imagine what will happen to Tang Tang ......" Speaking of this, Tang Qingwu's beautiful face once again showed a look of great fear, which made people feel distressed.

Wang Qi hurriedly opened his mouth and said to the other party, "It's serious, Miss Tang." That's as it should be. Mo said that we are all fellow villagers in Han City, even if we are all Chinese and people, I will not care when I see the situation of sugar sugar. As he spoke, Wang Qi half-raised his buttocks, held the bottle in both hands, and poured wine into a transparent glass handed to him.

Since people have already said that they will not drink, he only poured most of the glass for the other party, and the meaning is obvious.

"Come, Mr. Wang, thank you again for your righteous handwriting and careful companionship! Tang Tang, don't you want to thank Uncle Wang?" Tang Qingwu smiled and said to Wang, and then touched his daughter's little shoulder with his arm.

So, Tang Tang raised the Weiyi bean bottle with a straw inserted in his mouth, and said to Wang Qi with a milky voice:

"Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

"No thanks, no thanks!

"Ding-" Two cups of wine and a bottle of milk collided in the air above the steaming table.

Wang Qi naturally leaned his neck and drank it all, but when he peeked at Tang Qingwu opposite, he found that Tang Qingwu was beautiful and slightly wrinkled, with two white and good-looking jade hands holding orchid fingers, holding a cup in one hand and supporting the bottom with the other, bringing it to his mouth, taking small sips, as if he was drinking Chinese medicine.

It seems that the other party didn't lie just now, it is indeed not a person who is greedy for a cup like him, Wang Qi said in his heart, after seeing it, he hurriedly let the other party drink slowly, no need to toast.

"It's okay, Mr. Wang, a glass of wine still doesn't matter. Tang Qingwu looked at him, smiled, plucked up Yu Yong, and drank the small half cup of beer in the cup at once!

"Yay...... Mom is so amazing!" Tang Tang on the side began to applaud his mother, and then quickly added, "But Uncle Wang has a lot of wine, and he drank it first, so Uncle Wang is even more powerful!"

When the two heard this, they looked at each other and smiled, and couldn't help but laugh.

With Tang Tang, a little guy who can't help laughing from time to time, "gags" on the side, the two adults, whether it is Wang Qi or Tang Qingwu, have been somewhat uncomfortable since entering the private room, and the atmosphere has slowly eased.

In order to know more about her "Engong", in the next time, while waiting for the pot to boil and the hot dishes, she quietly inquired about Wang Qi's "bottom line".

"Mr. Wang, I don't know what your full name is? My surname is Tang, my name is Qingwu, the cyan 'Qing', the Wutong 'Wu'; If you want to explore other people's "details", you have to confide in some "details" first, Tang Qingwu still understands this truth, so after clinking glasses, Tang Qingwu introduced himself.

"My name is Wang Qi, Miss Tang. Get up. However, people who are more familiar with me call me Xiao Seven, the 'seven' of one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven. Miss Tang, why don't you call me 'Xiao Qi' too." You call me 'Mr. Wang', uh...... I always have the feeling of meeting customers. Wang Qi hurriedly reported his name.

At this time, he suddenly realized that the "Tang Qingwu" in Tang Tang's mouth was not "Tang Qingwu", but "Tang Qingwu".

And "Tang Tang" is not his own "Tang Tang" and "Tang Tang", but "Tang Tang"!

The two names, although they are only one word apart, but the artistic conception of the two is far apart, one is vulgar, and the other is lofty, which can be described as a high judgment!

"I'll just say, it's so elegant, and it's extremely disciplined in dealing with people, with a kind of ancient rites and ancient rhymes that have disappeared for a long time in traditional Chinese culture, how can she take the common name of 'Tang Qingwu' and 'Tangtang'?" Wang Qi said in his heart.

"Okay, Xiao Qi, then I'll call you Xiao Qi in the future. By the way, don't call me Miss Tang, call me Sister Qingwu—or, according to the name you call here, call me 'Fifth Sister'?" Tang Qingwu smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he winked at Wang Qi a little playfully.

His "Little Seven" is the nickname that his parents and the elders around him casually called and played when he was a child, since it is the same as his name, and later he didn't bother to correct others, but based on a certain obsessive compulsive disorder in the pursuit of consistency in his personality, those who called him "Xiao Qi", he would instead let others change their names to "Xiao Qi".

However, Tang Qingwu doesn't have the nickname of "Little Five", and now he goes to call others "Fifth Sister", which is a bit of a mess, which is very inappropriate.

"Then I'll call you Sister Qingwu. Wang Qi looked at Tang Qingwu and said.

"What about me, Uncle Wang, what do I call you?" As soon as the words fell, Tang Tang, who had been holding Weiyi soybean milk and drinking non-stop, began to shout.

"You, of course you still call it Uncle Wang?" Tang Qingwu on the side touched her daughter's pigtails, and then took away the Weiyi soybean milk in her hand, and said with a little disgust, "Tang Tang, don't drink all the time! Before you even started eating, you drank half of the drink." ”

"No, no, no! You have changed from 'Mr. Wang' and 'Miss Tang' to 'Xiao Qi' and 'Sister Qingwu', and everyone has to change it too! Do everything equally, this is what you said, Mom!" Tang Tang's milky voice sounded again, and this time, it was a voice of protest.

"Tang Tang, what do you want to call uncle? Uncle listens to you, okay?" Wang Qi looked at the little guy with a kind face.

"Xiao Qi, don't get used to this little girl, that's the kind of master who fights snakes with a stick, she is usually naughty, and I sometimes can't help her. Tang Qingwu said softly.

"It's okay, Sister Qingwu! Tang Tang is not naughty, but smart. Wang Qi said with a smile, looked at Tang Tang again, and his tone became gentle again, "It's okay, Tang Tang." You can call it however you want, it's no problem to call your uncle's name directly, your uncle doesn't care about this. For my uncle, a name is just a code name. ”

"Really, Uncle Wang, can I call you anything? Can I call you 'Hello, Kitty'?" Tang Tang blinked excitedly.

"Tang Tang——! don't be big or small!" Tang Qingwu's apricot eyes were frosty, and he finally straightened his face.

However, her face is so beautiful, how can she stare at her, in Wang Qi's eyes, there is no deterrent at all, but there is a kind of heroic charm.

"Hahaha......" Wang Qi couldn't help laughing, reached over the table, touched the little girl's head, and said with infinite pity, "As long as you want, of course it's no problem! ”

"Hmph!" Tang Tang snorted at her mother, made a grimace, raised her little neck, and looked at Wang Qi opposite with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I won't call you 'Hello Kitty', because I already have a 'Hello Kitty' in my room, and if I call you 'Hello Kitty' again, I will be confused." Otherwise, I'll just call you ......" At this point, the little guy tilted his little head and pressed his index finger to his chin in a pensive look.

Wang Qi and Tang Qingwu on the side saw it, and they didn't urge her, they all wanted to see what kind of fame this elf-quirky little guy would come up with.

After about a minute, the dark eyes of the little guy who turned his head and pondered suddenly lit up, and shouted:

"I thought of it, Uncle Wang, I finally thought of what to call you!"

"Then what do you want to call me, Tang Tang?"

"Shall I call you ...... 'Brother Magic'?

Brother Magic, Wang Qi smiled badly, but his head was a black line, and his heart was even more "regretful", feeling that he should have stood on her mother's side just now, and should not have connived at the child's arbitrary play.

Alas, but "Brother Magic" is "Brother Magic"! Who called himself Chrysostom just now?

Chrysostom!