In the dining room, in front of the rectangular table in the center, Jiang Ruyi and Qibao sat together, and Xu Zhongbei sat opposite her.

Since sitting down, Xu Qibao's small mouth has not stopped.

"Ruyi, you try the sweet and sour pork ribs made by Grandma Qin, they are delicious."

"Ruyi, you can taste this fish piece, it's also delicious."

"Ruyi, can you eat another bowl? You see, I ate two bowls of both. ”

"Ruyi ......"

Xu Zhongbei, who had never spoken, frowned: "Quiet! ”

Xu Qibao finally closed his small mouth and lowered his head to take a big bite of rice.

Jiang Ruyi had a small amount of rice, ate a bowl of rice, drank a bowl of soup, and was full.

She put down her chopsticks and sat there quietly, watching the father and son eat.

At this glance, I suddenly found that Xu Zhongbei and Qibao were similar in their movements of picking vegetables and drinking soup.

Jiang Ruyi's heart moved, and then looked at the side outlines of the two of them, there were seven or eight points of similarity.

Could it be that Shippo is really his own?

Didn't you hear that he was not interested in women?

Where did Shippo come from?

......

After eating, Xu Qibao pulled Jiang Ruyi to play football.

Because Qibao likes football, Xu Zhongbei asked people to build a football field in the open space next to Qingyuan, and Qibao had fun on it when he was fine.

The little guy was energetic, Jiang Ruyi kicked with him for a while, and he was too tired to run.

"Qibao, rest for a while, I can't run."

Xu Qibao was having fun, so he said to her: "Ruyi, you rest, I'll ask my father to play with me." ”

With that, he turned around and ran into the yard.

After a while, he ran back again, followed by Xu Zhongbei.

Xu Zhongbei changed into a sportswear, with long pants and short sleeves, tall and straight.

He put his hands in his pockets, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his face was impatient, and he walked slowly towards the football field.

Shippo ran to the position of the football first, then turned around and yelled at him, "Dad, you be the goalkeeper." ”

Xu Zhongbei glanced at him: "I have something to do in a while, so I will only accompany you for half an hour." ”

As soon as he heard this, Xu Qibao was a little angry: "Dad, am I your own child?" Every time you ask you to accompany me, you have something, and I suspect that you did it on purpose. ”

"Half an hour is not enough?"

"Of course it's not enough, an hour is about the same."

"Forty minutes."

"Deal."

Jiang Ruyi listened to the father and son bargaining on the side, and couldn't help but purse his lips and snicker.

Suddenly feeling that there was a gaze on the opposite side, Jiang Ruyi raised his eyes and just bumped into the other party's eyes.

Xu Zhongbei glanced at her lightly, then turned his gaze away, raised his foot and walked towards the goal.

Jiang Ruyi slowly put away the smile on the corner of her mouth, found a clean grass, and sat down cross-legged.

......

At sunset, on the football field, a father and son had a good time.

Xu Qibao lifted the ball to the door of the ball with one foot, and saw that he would definitely be able to get in, but was easily stopped by the defender's father.

The little guy was so angry that he stomped his feet: "Dad, you bully people." ”

Xu Zhongbei clasped his hands in front of his chest and snorted coldly: "Are you looking for abuse yourself, blame me?" ”

"Hmph, you wait for me, twenty years later, I will definitely be able to win you."

Xu Zhongbei looked indifferent: "Are you still playing?" ”

"Play, you kick, I'll guard."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure, but let's say it first, you can't kick it in the face, I look like a flower and a moon, and I will rely on this face to marry a daughter-in-law in the future."

Xu Zhongbei frowned: "That's how the idiom is used?" ”

"I like it!"

It's hard to buy a master, he likes it.