Wen Ximing looked up at the black shadow above his head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A miniature mecha more than four meters tall was parked next to him.

This, this is ......

"Ahh Wen Ximing screamed with joy.

"Second uncle, did you give it to me?" Wen Ximing's big eyes flashed and looked at Ji Haoxuan.

Ji Haoxuan nodded: "Do you like it?" ”

Wen Ximing pounced on Ji Haoxuan: "Thank you, Second Uncle, I like it so much, ahhhhhhhhh Wen Ximing was so excited that he kept circling around the mecha.

"Can I go up?" Wen Ximing asked expectantly.

"Absolutely!" This is a miniature version of the mech he built with his own hands using other mech parts.

Ji Haoxuan winked at Wen Ximing: "Go up and try it?" ”

Wen Ximing nodded excitedly.

"Come, I'll teach you." Saying that, Ji Haoxuan took Wen Ximing and came to the mecha elevator.

The uncle and nephew were driving the mecha together and having fun in the garden, and from time to time Wen Ximing exclaimed me.

Mrs. Ji looked over from the kitchen window and said funny: "This second child is so improper, don't mind Wen Qing." ”

"No, it won't." Wen Qing smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, as long as the child is happy.

Mrs. Ji was a little embarrassed, looking at the robot Xiaofang's rapid processing of ingredients, and then looking at Wen Qing's skillful stir-frying action, Mrs. Ji felt that she couldn't get involved at all.

"Wenqing, do you usually cook by yourself?" Mrs. Ji simply took a plate and a few fruits, planning to make a fruit platter.

Wen Qing put the fried vegetables on the plate, "Well, Ximing likes to eat the food I cooked." Pick up the ingredients processed by Xiaofang and continue to put down the pot and stir-fry.

Old Madam Ji nodded: "Then I will also learn from you, you can tell me what Ximing likes to eat." ”

Wen Qing was a little helpless, but Old Madam Ji wouldn't teach her if she wanted to learn.

"I learned it by myself by watching online videos, madam, you can watch videos."

Mrs. Ji was a little unhappy: "Wen Qing, you call me aunt, this lady is called alive." "Affectionate salutations can pull into each other's feelings.

Wen Qing wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead: "Let's call you Mrs., I'm not used to being called like this." "The point is how she can get it out.

Old Madam Ji is also a junior's sense of sight in Wen Qing's eyes, after all, she is more than 800 years old in the psychological age, okay.

"It's okay or whatever." Mrs. Ji was not reluctant and continued to make the platter.

In the kitchen for a while, only the sound of stir-frying sounded, occasionally mixed with Wen Ximing's excited shouts.

After loading the last dish, he motioned to the robot Xiaofang to take the dish out, and Wen Qing washed his hands.

Said to Mrs. Ji, who had already made a fruit platter: "It's ready, let's have dinner, will the few people who came with Mrs. dine with us or ......?"

Old Madam Ji smiled: "Separate, I'm afraid that these young men are not used to it, so you will see and laugh." "These soldiers who came with him are all soldiers under the old man, and it is inevitable that both sides are not used to it, so it is better to separate.

"Well, let's go to the restaurant." Wen Qing was glad that he had bought an extra table before.

The two of them came to the dining room and found that everyone was already seated and waiting for the two of them.

Wen Qing sat down and shouted, "Open the meal!" I took a bite of the meal and ate it.

Old Madam Ji and Ji Haoxuan looked at each other silently, and then they began to eat.

Wen Qing was silent at this table.

Except for the occasional chewing sound from a few soldiers at the next table, the table was eerily quiet.

Although Wen Qing's mother and son ate a lot, they were silent, Mrs. Ji was born in a big family, not to mention table manners.

But Ji Haoxuan is bitter, he wants to go to the next table, can he let people eat well!

As if feeling Ji Haoxuan's resentment, Wen Ximing's voice sounded.

"Second uncle, why don't you eat? Isn't it tasty? ”

Oh, Ximing, you are the little angel of the second uncle!

"I'm going to eat it, hey, who made this dish, your robot?" Ji Haoxuan asked loudly. It tastes good.

"It's Mommy's cooking, and I like to eat Mommy's food the most." Wen Ximing said, took a pair of chopsticks, and put his favorite dish in Ji Haoxuan's bowl.

"Second uncle, take a look, this is my favorite food, Mommy hasn't cooked by herself for a long time, you're really lucky." Wen Ximing was still a little reluctant to look at the dishes in Ji Haoxuan's bowl.

When Ji Haoxuan heard this, he picked up the dishes in the bowl without believing in evil, tasted them carefully, and felt that they tasted good, but they were not as exaggerated as Wen Ximing said.

Knowing that the child will only feel this way if he loves his mother, Ji Haoxuan nodded and said, "Yes, I also think it's delicious, Ximing will give me a little more?" ”

Mrs. Ji felt the atmosphere that was beginning to become active, and quipped: "Second child, you are not ashamed, you actually grabbed food with your nephew, I am ashamed of you." ”

Wen Ximing also said unusually cooperatively: "No, Mommy made it all mine!" "I won't give it to you."

After speaking, he didn't forget to make a grimace at Ji Haoxuan.

But Mrs. Ji laughed: "Ouch, Ximing, you are going to blow up your second uncle, hahaha~"

"Mom! Don't talk nonsense, am I so stingy? Ji Haoxuan was depressed, his mother dismantled the stage professionally.

Wen Ximing put down the bowl and came to Ji Haoxuan's side curiously, take a look at this.

said with a serious face: "No, the second uncle didn't blow up his hair?" ”

"Poof......

A few soldiers at the next table couldn't help but squirt out their food.

Wen Ximing looked at the uncles and grandmothers who were laughing in confusion.

"Mommy, grandma, what's wrong with them?" Is it funny there?

Wen Qing glanced at a few soldiers with low smiles speechlessly, and then looked at Old Madam Ji's smile that burst into tears.

Shrugging: "I don't know, son, come, let's continue eating." ”

"Mmmm~" Wen Ximing nodded, and continued to pick up the rice bowl and take a big gulp.

Mrs. Ji, who had laughed enough, looked at this cute little grandson, and she couldn't wait to hug her arms and get close to her.

"Wen Qing, thank you very much!" Old Madam Ji looked at Wen Qing gratefully.

Without Wen Qing's tolerance, they probably would never know that they still had such a lovely grandson as Ximing in their lives, and they would not have laughed heartily at this moment.

Wen Qing is really a good person. The more Mrs. Ji looks at Wen Qing, the more she likes it, she really has to make her son work harder, if such a person does not marry into the door, it is simply a big loss for the Ji family.

Wen Qing just smiled and didn't answer Old Madam Ji's words.

Looking at the clear eyes of Old Madam Ji and Ji Haoxuan, Wen Qing, who had read countless people, felt that the Ji family should be a good place.

At least they are the best people in this world other than herself who will be able to treat her son.

Wen Qing exhaled.

The original owner, you can rest assured that you have been reincarnated......

Wen Qing felt relaxed, and the power of the oath pressed on him was scattered.

Old Madam Ji only felt that Wen Qing's whole person had softened a lot, although there was no expression on her face, but the peace revealed by those eyes made people feel relaxed.

The atmosphere at the table was finally harmonious.