"Xiao Jiu!" Old Man Jing was standing in the courtyard playing Tai Chi. From a distance, I saw Rong Wuyi and Old Man Zhong holding hands and walking over leisurely.

Old Man Jing was deeply jealous!

Let me go!

The focus of his old man's attention is not why his good grandson is with Mr. Zhong early in the morning, instead of being at home.

This coarse nerve family. Fit?

Rong Wuyi quickly ran forward, hugged Old Man Jing's thigh, and comforted the irritated old man. "Grandpa~Hug~"

Old Man Jing, who originally had a majestic momentum, was instantly smoothed out. "Xiao Jiu, why did you go out? ”

Old Man Jing completely forgot about the existence of others.

"Morning run, keep up with grandpa!" Rong Wuyi pouted, clenched his small fists, and looked at Old Man Jing with a serious face.

"............" Aren't you lost? You deceived me~

Old Man Jing listened to the soft and warm words of the villain in front of him, and his smile was brilliant!

"............" This shameless face grandson!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" Old Man Zhong looked at this pair and planned to ignore his grandfather and grandson all the time. I'm coughing up my lungs.

Old Man Jing took the time to glance at Old Man Zhong, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Are you still there?" Okay, it's none of your business, let's go......

"............" the old man Jing who was choked with tears and speechless.

"Xiao Jiu'er, come on!" Mrs. Jing held the freshly cut sliced pickled cucumber and beckoned to Rong Wuyi. "Grandma made your favorite millet porridge, come on. ”

Don't go hungry!

Rong Wuyi's dark eyes lit up instantly, millet porridge!

"Old Zhong, you can also come and have some breakfast. Mrs. Jing greeted warmly.

"Hmph~" Old Man Zhong hummed a joyful tune and deliberately walked slowly past Old Man Jing.

Someone greeted me! No one paid attention to you~

Old children, old children, all have infantile diseases!

On the round table in the dining room, there is a pot of sticky millet porridge boiled over low heat, a steaming basket of milky white steamed buns and a large plate of fried golden and crispy spring rolls, accompanied by a variety of sour and crispy side dishes.

Rong Wuyi ate very satisfied.

"Xiao Jiu, come, drink this glass of milk. Luo Qianqian took a cup of hot milk and handed it to Rong Wuyi, who was satisfied.

"Auntie~" Rong Wuyi's eyes flashed, looking at the cup of unsweetened pure milk pitifully, and the water in his eyes flowed.

"Okay, okay, is two spoonfuls enough?" Luo Qianqian asked softly while adding sugar. "No more!Well, half a scoop at most!"

A cute point is poked in a poke, there is wood!

Rong Wuyi pursed his lips as he wished, held the cup, and drank in small sips.

Old Man Zhong looked at the glass of milk that looked like he was tired of panicking, and said hesitantly: "This, Xiao Jiu has been drinking like this?"

Don't you worry that your teeth won't break?

It's tired of watching it.

"Xiao Jiu likes to eat sugar!"

"Grandpa Zhong, it's not sweet!" Rong Wuyi complained after drinking the rest of the milk in one go.

............ "You're out of taste, aren't you?"

Old Man Zhong had almost eaten, so he asked Luo Qianqian to pack him a few spring rolls and big steamed buns. I'm going to walk around without eating.

"My little Yunsuo is back today, I have to go home and wait. "Don't just think you have a junior! "Xiao Jiu, come to my house at night to play with your brother Yunsuo. ”

Cloud shuttle. Rong Wuyi's eyes closed slightly, and he was surprised.

"Grandpa Zhong, Xiao Jiu will go to play with you in the afternoon~" Save the world, let's start today......

When Old Man Zhong heard this, he was satisfied. Bring home the packed food.

Cloud shuttle. Rong Wuyi thought in his heart. It turned out that Yun Suo was the younger generation of Old Man Zhong. Then, Mr. Zhong is a little difficult.

Wait, what about my weird little uncle?

"Grandpa, where's my little uncle?"

"Your uncle and your uncle went out to run errands yesterday and will come back in a few days," Old Man Jing was slightly stunned on his face, and explained to Rong Wuyi.

It seems that something happened to Steward Jing.

You can't sit still, you have to plan ahead.