Sun Zhiwen is called a grievance, what happened to his car?

Also newly bought, and the latest.

Can he, a little minion in the Transportation Bureau, compare with He Yating's kid?

My father did it on purpose, and if he wanted to find the punching bag, he got himself in.

Is it easy for him?

"Dad, what you're talking about, why don't you come back? I'll have a better car to drive! ”

A slap on the son's head:

"A good car, you want a good car, you don't know how to make money to buy it? What kind of thing is Lao Tzu counted on? ”

No, my dear father, he...

Sun Zhiwen almost suffocated to death in one breath.

He's in his thirties, so why did his father say he would do it?

Does he not want to lose face?

Sun Shen's national administration?

Jokes, his favorite thing is to watch his daughter-in-law beat his son and daughter-in-law grandchildren, and he is also influenced to like to beat his son.

Beat his daughter-in-law and grandson or something, he can't do it, and his son doesn't have any psychological burden.

Sun Zhiwen looked at the laughter of his sons, and stretched out his hand to give Sun Sihan who was sitting in front of him a brain jump.

"No, Dad, my grandfather beat you, what are you doing when you beat me?"

Sun Sihan was extremely aggrieved, and glared back at the second brother.

I can't complain that the second brother doesn't do the front, but goes to the back to squeeze the seat with the two twins, and I know that this position is not good for feng shui.

Sun Zhiwen started the car and followed He Yiting's car in front:

"My son beat me, and I can't fight back, I can only beat my son."

There is nothing wrong with the logic, but it is infuriating.

Why is it so hard to be a son?

The car stopped at the entrance of Kyoto Roast Duck.

Everyone got out of the car, and there was no countryman shock.

Why?

It's not that you're uninformed, what's so rare about eating a duck?

After Ma Dalan went in and sat down, she took the menu and ordered it, she was not bad for money, and she had a lifetime of accumulation, what had she not experienced?

At that time, he was also the master who could talk and laugh freely in front of a group of old Maozi with red wine in Shanghai.

"Grandma, you order so much, can we eat?"

In addition to ordering five ducks, Ma Dalan also ordered no less than 20 dishes, is this to eat the full banquet of the Manchu and Han people?

Sun Simiao was a little unsure whether her grandmother was stabbed by what she just said, or she wouldn't have ordered so much.

Ma Dalan asked the waiter to hurry up and wait to eat.

"Eat, you think your four brothers are decorations, one by one to eat your old man, look at your old father's unsightly face, it is your five brothers worried!"

Sun Silin and Sun Sihan both looked strange.

Grandma doesn't have any misunderstanding about them?

Not to mention that Sun Sirui has gone to the army, and the allowance is sent back every month, let's just say that Sun Silin, although he has just been admitted to university, has already started a small business on his own, and now the waist bag is a real drum, and the gold wire glasses are real gold wire, not fake.

As for Sun Sihan, he is not as good as his two elder brothers, but what he invented has already begun to make money?

You don't need to eat poor people, do you?

The ones who really eat Lao Tzu are the five and six children, these two are only ten years old, which is the age when naughty and mischievous can eat the most.

The little five and six look alike, with red lips and white teeth, and look at Ma Dalan pitifully.

It's a pity that Ma Dalan is hard-hearted and doesn't have any special care for his two grandsons at all.

"Grandma, I'll invite you to this meal, just to make up for my father?"

Sun Silin gritted his teeth.

This grandma, on purpose.

Sun Zhiwen was noncommittal, of course it was good for someone to have a treat.

What does it feel like for a son to be richer than Lao Tzu?

Sad!

He Yiting hurriedly said to his brother-in-law:

"You don't have to pay the bill, this meal will be billed!"

Yes, this person is really rich, and people can directly keep accounts here.

So what else do you say?

Just start eating.

Roast duck on the fast, there is a master chef specially in that piece of duck.

didn't need Sun Simiao to do it, Ma Dalan wrapped up her granddaughter and fed her.

Song Dongxue knows that her mother-in-law loves her daughter, but how old is this?

still takes care of it like a child, her daughter has hands.

But apparently she didn't dare to say it, for fear of being scolded.

Since I saw my daughter, I said hello, and I haven't said a word until now, is this special mother still my daughter?

Sun Simiao didn't shirk it, grandma fed it deliciously.

Ma Dalan is really distressed, so he will keep feeding.

"No, grandma, I'm going to explode if I eat it again!"

rubbed her stomach without an image at all, Sun Simiao thought that grandma really treated herself as a starving ghost.

After confirming that her granddaughter was really full, Ma Dalan began to eat.

"I said, what are you doing without moving your chopsticks one by one?"

Even the master of the duck was standing next to Ma Dalan, because the people at the table watched how she wrapped everything in the table in that small dough and fed it to her granddaughter.

"Mother, let's wait for Miaomiao to finish eating, and then start!"

What can I do?

As soon as they moved their chopsticks, their mother's eye knife flew over, who dared?

Ma Dalan snorted, not thinking that there was anything wrong with saying this.

"Miaomiao, you drink some tea to eliminate food, grandma let them eat!"

Sun Simiao nodded, yes, that's great.

Grandma wants to make up for three years of love, and she is a little overwhelmed.

Everyone didn't think that the dishes that had changed their original shape by Ma Dalan were starved to death, and they ate them in large gulps.

The master also wiped his sweat, and he hadn't encountered such a strange thing for many years. Ding Xingwang, the son of this family, not to mention, also spoils his granddaughter.

Fortunately, the five ducks slice quickly, mainly because Sun Simiao ate the skin of two.

The rest of the duck rack was made into five flavors of soup, and chopsticks were flying on this table, and after everyone was full, there was really not much left of more than 20 dishes.

At this time, Sun Simiao had a comprehensive understanding of his family's combat effectiveness.

It's terrible, I can't complain that my father has a beard, this is really worried.

"Miaomiao, have you figured out where to stay?"

After eating, it's time to talk.

Many of the dishes on the table were removed, tea was served, and one by one they drank tea to relieve their appetite, and the private room returned to a normal atmosphere again.

Sun Simiao heard her grandfather's question, thought for a while and said:

"I want to stay in Kyoto and become a teacher!"

What?

Everyone felt that there might be something wrong with their ears, how could Sun Simiao have such thoughts?

Isn't she supposed to be a doctor, or a judge?

"I've been thinking about it for a few years abroad, is it useful to be a front-line doctor? It was still useful to be a teacher, but in the end I found that I liked to pass on what I knew, and that being a teacher gave me more time to do what I liked. ”

The so-called thing she likes is to sort out the experience of her previous life, and she wants to publish a book.

She didn't want to be a virgin, and the intention of publishing the book was good, not only to make money, but also to spread her ideas.

"Sister, I always feel that you don't think so, and you love money so much!"