"Ouch, that stupid boy."

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming didn't expect the little guy to be so tiger, and they toasted if they didn't agree.

Fortunately, when he divided the wine, he knew that he was young, and when he poured him wine, he only made two symbolic drops.

But no matter how little wine you have, it depends on who you are right.

Zhang Yiming was also shocked by the little guy's appearance, and then without thinking about it, he reached out and pulled the person up.

stared at Zhang Jifan in a serious tone: "You kid, why are you so tiger?" I haven't drunk before, don't know? ”

"Daddy."

was held by Zhang Yiming's arm, and a bright smile bloomed on his little face, "Child...... The child is happy, happy. ”

"Child...... The child has a home, the child has a ...... A father who cares for her children. ”

The little guy kept smiling when he spoke, but his eyes were full of tears: "The child is so happy, the child can no longer ...... It's no longer the wild cub they call it. Father. ”

"Daddy knows."

Zhang Yiming listened to what the child said, and his heart was sour, "Don't say it, get up and drink some soup and eat something." ”

When appeasing Ji Fan, Zhang Yiming couldn't help but think of Feng Yin, who was also an orphan.

Maybe she's had such a sad time.

It's just that when she met her, she had become that dazzling strong woman with her own efforts.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Feng Yin with pity.

Feng Yin felt the man's gaze, looked over suspiciously, and happened to see the deep pity in his eyes.

Belch?

Feng Yin was slightly stunned: What is the situation?

Not to appease the child? Why do you still look at me like that?

Ignoring the man's eyes, Feng Yin hurriedly said, "Good luck fan, come back and sit down, your father's injuries are not healed yet." ”

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, Dad, sit down, the child is okay, it's okay."

Although Zhang Jifan's head was a little dizzy, he was still worried about Zhang Yiming's injury, and hurriedly wanted to help him sit down.

Zhang Yiming: "Okay, okay, dad himself." ”

It happened too quickly, and at the table, everyone who was originally focused on the food gradually reacted at this moment.

Ding Zhencai moved the fastest, and hurriedly took Zhang Jifan's bowl and helped him fill half a bowl of soup: "Brother Jifan, come on, drink some of this first." ”

Zhang Qiubai immediately got up from his seat and stretched out his hand to replace his father: "Dad, I'll help the fourth brother, you sit down first." ”

Zhang Xinghe: "Fourth brother, this is really, too polite." ”

Having said that, he was not idle, and hurriedly got up and helped Zhang Yiming: "Dad, you are sitting, what do you have to tell your sons." ”

Zhang Jingyu saw that everything had been done by everyone, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly sandwiched the fragrant buckle meat and put it on the plate in front of his father and Zhang Jifan.

didn't forget to smile at them flatteringly: "Daddy, fourth brother, eat quickly." ”

Feng Yin was quite satisfied with the reactions of his sons, and Zhang Yiming also smiled at them.

Zhang Jifan sat back in his seat with Zhang Qiubai's support and thanked him gratefully: "Thank you, big brother." ”

Zhang Qiubai blushed slightly and waved his hand: "My own brother, what are you polite." ”

"Thank you, Brother Zhenyan!"

Xiaojia looked at Ding Zhencai with the soup bowl again, and after politely thanking him, he took the soup he handed over with both hands and drank it in a big gulp.

He had never drunk before, and his head was still a little dizzy at the moment.

In the past, people liked to drink so much, and he thought it was a good thing, but now it seems that there is really nothing to drink.

It's still a good soup stewed by my mother, and after a few mouthfuls of soup, my stomach is just better.

My head is not so dizzy.